At night Concubine Hu Shun came again with Zhu Ju.
Zhu Ju's complexion looked much better than the past few days, and he had returned to the round little dumpling appearance he had at the beginning.
And he talked so much that it made Zhu Bai dizzy.
"Brother, I memorized "Hundred Family Surnames" today. Do you want me to recite it to you? Zhao Qian Sun Li..."
"Ah, no need to."
"Master praised my writing."
"Haha, congratulations."
"Mom made me new clothes."
"I know, I bought the material."
"Does my hair look good? My mother combed it for me."
"I beg you, can you be quiet?"
"Then tell me what you have been doing recently."
"Otherwise. You'd better recite "Hundred Family Surnames". Keep your voice down, don't let others hear it."
"Okay. Zhao Qian Sun Li..."
Only then did Concubine Hu Shun have the opportunity to talk to Zhu Bai: "Master told me that you haven't been to Wenhua Hall for many days."
Zhu Bai sighed: "I dozed off when I heard it. Anyway, I'll make Master angry if I go there, so why bother."
Concubine Hu Shun also sighed: "You still have to go to school hard. What are you doing in the street all day long?"
Zhu Bai: "Don't worry, mother. It doesn't matter if I don't learn these things."
Zhu Ju: "I've finished memorizing it. Master said. As long as I practice well, my handwriting will soon be better than yours."
Zhu Bai: "You can't say that. I just can't write calligraphy with a brush. My hard-pen calligraphy is pretty good. Besides, my calligraphy is called Kuang Cao. Do you know Kuang Cao? Most people can't appreciate it."
Zhu Ju said: "Master said that you are a ghost who draws peach charms. Give Brother Monkey a pen to practice for a few years, and he can write better than you."
Zhu Bai: "Tsk, no matter how well you write, it's useless. Let me ask you, what is the square of forty-six?"
Zhu Ju: "What is square?"
Zhu Bai: "What is the formula for inducing trigonometric functions?"
Zhu Ju: "I don't understand."
Zhu Bai: "Is the yellow round pea dominant or recessive?"
Zhu Ju: "Doudou?"
Zhu Bai: "Hahaha. You don't know these three, so you have the nerve to tell me about studying. Go to school well, little girl."
Zhu Ju threw herself into Concubine Hu Shun's arms and cried: "Wow, mother. He bullied me."
In the end, Zhu Ju blackmailed half a roast chicken and a pack of snacks from Zhu Bai before giving up.
Tsk tsk, only women and villains are difficult to raise.
Zhu Bai held Brother Monkey in his arms and smacked his lips while looking at their retreating figures.
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In order to make Concubine Hu Shun happy, Zhu Bai went to the back hall of Wenhua to attend class with Zhu Biao today.
Today, Chen Nanbin talks about the Nine Categories of "Hong Fan".
Didn't understand a word.
In fact, he didn't plan to learn anything. He just wanted to ask Chen Nan what he planned to do with this official school.
Let's find out, he's trying to fish in troubled waters, ah no, let's pick a few good talents by the way.
After all, the business of his Guanyin Bureau and Guanyin Village was so good, they were so short of people.
It would be too time-consuming to select people through examinations.
As soon as Chen Nanbin got out of class, Zhu Bai ran over and saluted him: "Hello, Mrs. Chen."
Chen Nanbin said coldly: "What to do? If His Highness wants to inquire about test questions for a friend, you should give up the idea as soon as possible."
Zhu Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and held up his hands: "Master, don't be afraid, I just want to ask you where you plan to open an official school."
If I want to promote someone, why does it take so much trouble to pass the imperial examination? !
Just tell Lao Zhu.
Others recommended it to Lao Zhu. It’s hard to say whether Lao Zhu wants it or not. I recommend it, Lao Zhu will definitely like it.
Chen Nanbin hesitated and said, "Wei Chen has not found a suitable place for the time being."
Lao Zhu allocated some money, but that little money was really a drop in the bucket.
Chen Nanbin can only find a way to make up for the remaining shortage.
This is a thankless job.
Li Shan is like this because he is weak and unintentional, and he would not use money to do such things.
Liu Bowen and Song Lian were helpless and had no money even if they wanted to.
So Lao Zhu asked in the court which official was willing to work with Chen Nanbin to form the Imperial College, but no one said anything.
Lao Zhu could only say that he should recruit students first and then assign Chen Nanbin's subordinates.
Chen Nanbin is still the polished commander.
Zhu Bai grinned: "If you want a house or money, come to me."
Chen Nanbin pursed his lips and said nothing: Is it so easy for you, the little King of Hell, to take advantage of you? When the time comes, you want to make some excessive demands. If I don't agree, won't you be acting up?
Zhu Bai: "I have no other intention. I just want to select a few people from official schools. You know, some people are not suitable for studying and writing, but they are good at business."
Chen Nanbin looked suspicious: "Really?"
Zhu Bai said sincerely: "Really."
Chen Nanbin: "Ah, you can pick someone. But you can't pick someone for nothing. As long as your Highness has enough money, you can pick anyone you want."
This official school does not mean that if you ask people to come, they will come.
For example, Zhang San was well-read in poetry and books and qualified for official education, but his family was poor and he had to earn rations every day. If he came to Shangguan School, he might go hungry.
Therefore, it would be best if the government school could also provide him with some living expenses every month so that he would have no worries.
In this way, everyone will want to come to the official school.
The government can select the best among the best, not the tall ones among the short ones.
Of course, in order to eliminate people who just come here to eat and drink, there is also an exam to enter the official school.
Zhu Bai hesitated and asked, "How much."
Chen Nanbin stretched out a finger: "At least this amount is required in a year."
Zhu Bai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "One thousand taels? No problem."
Chen Nanbin's eyes widened. In fact, he wanted to say one hundred taels.
I didn’t expect Zhu Bai to be so heroic!
I gave him one thousand taels directly! !
It's impossible to fix him.
He calculated that the official school would recruit a hundred people at the beginning, and even if half of them needed funding, Lao Zhu would give them five hundred taels, and Zhu Bai would give them another hundred taels.
That is enough to give these students one tael of silver per month, which is enough for their daily expenses.
If you work in the market, some can earn 30 cents a day, while others can only earn 70 cents a day. If you work every day, you can only earn one or two taels of silver a month.
Zhu Bai stepped forward and grabbed Chen Nanbin's hand: "Master, it's agreed. I will give you one thousand taels of silver, and you will let me choose thirty people every year."
Chen Nanbin swallowed hard and said, "King Xiang, are you sure?"
Compared to the fussy Lao Zhu, Zhu Bai is simply outrageously generous.
But Zhu Bai is so young, if he turns around and regrets not giving the money, or goes to Lao Zhu to accuse him of blackmail, then he will not be able to explain clearly without having a long mouth all over his body.
Zhu Bai's big eyes were full of sincerity: "Master, don't be afraid, I have nothing else but money. Besides, it is my honor to support the educational cause of Ming Dynasty."
As long as you let me pick anyone at random, I'm willing to do anything, not just one thousand taels, but ten thousand taels.
After all, a good dental broker can help me earn more than a thousand taels a month.
Chen Nanbin's eyes were red, and he bowed his hands to Zhu Bai respectfully: "The humble minister will thank you, Your Highness, on behalf of the poor students in the world."
They always say that Zhu Bai is very stubborn and only knows how to work in camps.
But every time there was a problem in the court, Zhu Bai was the one who came to the rescue.
It makes them, adults who consider themselves the pillars of the imperial court, really ashamed.
