The consequences are very serious!
It was so serious that the legitimacy of the Tang Dynasty was not recognized by the five surnames and seven clans.
At this time, my mother smiled slightly, looked at the graduate and said: "The imperial edict is just like the jade seal passed down to the country. It has to pass the test of time if it is truly of great use. The same is true for He's Bi, and I think the same is true for movable type printing. .”
The graduated father and son stood up quickly, bowed deeply to their mother and Zhao Ping, and said, "Thank you, Mistress and Young Master, for your enlightenment. It's getting late today, so let me think about it."
Zhao Ping also got up in a hurry, smiled slightly and said: "Bi Daizhao has been possessing special skills for a long time, so of course he has to consider them. As the saying goes, wine is fragrant with age, and the same is true for special skills."
After graduation and leaving, my mother glanced at Zhao Ping and said, "I didn't expect Ping'er to be so eloquent. It seems that he persuaded Bi Daizhao."
Zhao Ping looked at the direction in which the graduated father and son were leaving and shook his head and said, "Mom, please don't put a high hat on your child. Although Bi Daizhao is somewhat relieved, it's hard to tell if it will turn into action. What's more, he is deeply concerned. He was so shocked that he once swore he would never do movable type carving again. How could he live up to his dignity by rashly returning to his old profession?"
Zhao Jie also nodded, looked at the backs of the graduates and his son, then looked at Zhao Ping and said: "I think this person looks like a rock and has a tense face, and his mind must be an extremely conceited person, and he is also a stubborn person who accepts death. , Alas, if you want to change, you can’t be moved by just a few words.”
After graduation, Zhao Ping continued to talk about the new school with everyone.
Zhao Ping thought for a while and said, "Just now we said that we would open two schools. What does mother think?"
My mother thought for a while, looked outside and said, "We can run two schools. As for the kindergarten school, in addition to Wang Xiangshi, my mother-in-law, Zhao Zhoushi, happened to be pregnant, so she let them manage the children's school. School. At the same time, find a land outside Zhuangzi, with a total of ten acres, of which eight acres will be used as a primary school, and the rest will be a kindergarten. Try to build the school as soon as possible. Uncle, what do you think? "
Zhao Jie nodded immediately and said, "Old slave, I obey."
Zhao Jie suddenly thought for a while and thought of a question: "What if they don't let their children come to school and work at home? There are still many families who are unwilling to send their young ladies to study, thinking that their daughters are losers. What should we do?"
The three brothers Wang Qihu looked at each other for a few times and then nodded. Apparently they also felt the same way.
Seeing his mother looking at him, Zhao Ping thought for a while and then said: "This is not difficult to do. Zhaojiazhuang can guarantee three meals a day for those who come to the school. Cuizhu will be the husband after that, Lan'er, Yi Niang, Er My mother is also studying here, so naturally some people will send their children to study here.”
Wang Xiangshi was surprised and happy. She did not expect that not only would she find a job, but she would not be able to take care of her children personally. She sobbed and kowtowed to her mother and Zhao Ping to thank her.
Wang Qihu called his sons and daughters to Yue Yue, and then shouted: "Kneel down and kowtow."
Wang Qihu saw several children finally kowtow and call their master, and then said to Zhao Ping: "Little Master, Brother Yu's two children lack education and are used to being rough at home. I hope you, brother, can discipline them more."
Zhao Ping saw that the school had basically been decided, and it seemed that he had forgotten something or other.
So he patted the table and said to Lan'er: "I'll be waiting on you with pen and ink."
Lan'er brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Cuizhu immediately sharpened the ink.
Zhao Ping immediately wrote on three pieces of paper, "Study for the rise of the Song Dynasty. Drive out the barbarians and return China to me. The sound of wind and rain and the sound of reading can be heard in my ears; family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs, I care about everything."
After he finished writing, he rubbed his wrist and sighed: "It's a pity that Yuan Xuezheng is not here. The teacher's handwriting is much better than mine."
Zhao Jie did not hear what Zhao Ping said, but read each picture carefully and savored it slowly.
After reading, Zhao Jie slapped the table, beat his chest and feet, then bowed to the sky, wiped his tears and shouted loudly: "Heaven, you finally opened your eyes, my Song Dynasty is saved. Well, for the rise of the Song Dynasty And study. Good, to drive away the barbarians and give me back China. Good, the sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, can be heard in my ears; good, family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, everything is concerned about."
"What is it that makes Butler Zhao so excited?" Jiang Jiezhu came over with a cane.
It turned out that it was his voice that shocked Jiang Jie, who was making a bamboo flute next door. He leaned on crutches and came to the living room with Qiu Shuang waiting on him.
Although Jiang Jie is blind, his ears are very sensitive and he has the skills to make musical instruments.
This time Zhao Ping broke the bamboo flute. He searched everywhere in Zhaojiazhuang and finally found a purple bamboo with a good sound with his sensitive ears. After cutting it down, he was slowly making it. Unexpectedly, there was a loud noise coming from the living room next door, which greatly affected him. I feel like making bamboo flutes, so I came here to have a look.
Zhao Jie grabbed Jiang Jie and wanted him to share his happiness and excitement. Unexpectedly, after grabbing Jiang Jie, he discovered that he was a blind man, so he had to let him go and sit down on his seat. Then he said to Jiang Jie: "Master Jiang, you Sit down and let me read it to you."
Seeing Jiang Jie sit down in his seat, Zhao Jie read out word by word: "Study for the rise of the Song Dynasty. Drive out the barbarians and return China to me. The sound of reading is heard by the sound of wind and rain; family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs Everything, care about everything.”
Jiang Jie slapped the table, couldn't help but stood up and cheered loudly, and then said: "The first two sentences can be hung in churches and public buildings. They always encourage my students from the Song Dynasty to study for the country. If every student has this ambition, why fear the coming of the barbarians?" What? The couplet at the back is more likely to be hung at the door of the school. I just don’t know if it was written by that great scholar, so why have I never heard of it?"
Zhao Jie said: "If the old slave hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was written by some great scholar. The old slave just saw it written by the young man."
Hearing this, Jiang Jie, like Zhao Jie, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and then worshiped the sky, wiping old tears as if crazy.
Jiang Ying was afraid that her father would fall, so she hurriedly stepped forward to support her father, looking at Zhao Ping with stars in her eyes like Cuizhu, Lan'er, Wang Gou'er, etc.
Only Li Hanmei looked at the sky twice, stamped her feet, and "hummed" twice in dissatisfaction.
Mother also asked Cuizhu to place the banner in front of her, taste it carefully, and then shouted: "Ping'er, come here."
Zhao Ping came to his mother obediently, and her mother held his head and kissed his forehead. She smiled and said, "Ping'er is good, this is my mother's reward for you."
Jiang Jie thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Which school did Ping'er write these mottos and couplets for?"
Zhao Jie laughed and said happily: "We, Zhaojiazhuang, want to open a school, and we want to open a unique school."
Jiang Jie had already sat down and said, "It's so good, so good. I can make musical instruments and do my best for the school. Also, I wonder if I can teach music?"
In fact, Jiang Jie's music performance itself is not bad, but he is a blind man, which greatly dampened his first impression. Jiang Jie's strength is playing the piano. Due to limited conditions at that time, he could not play the piano and could only play the xun. In addition, he had not eaten for a day. , if you don’t have the strength to play, it’s normal for you to be expelled.
Later, based on his own memory, he managed to play "A Laugh from the Sea", which amazed his mother.
Mother smiled and nodded, looked at Jiang Jie and said, "Having a musician as my teacher is exactly what I want."
Zhao Ping also handed over to Jiang Jie and said, "Thank you, Uncle Jiang, for your help."
Then he suddenly thought of a question and said: "The Six Arts of Gentlemen, there are many people who play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but what about riding and shooting? If I can ride and shoot, how can I, the Song Dynasty, let the barbarians run wild for many years?"
After saying that, I couldn't help but sigh.
Zhao Jie thought for a moment, pointed to the south and said: "This is mainly because the Song Dynasty did not have horses. In fact, the Dali Kingdom in the south did not have horses either."
Zhao Ping also looked to the south, thought for a while and said, "But I heard that Dali horses are not good for fighting, but they can be used for pack transportation."
Zhao Jie shook his head, raised his hands to the sky and said, "How could Yue Wengweng defeat the Jin soldiers without the Dali horse?"
Zhao Ping was shocked and didn't believe it. Zhao Jie glanced at him and said: "Of course, there is still a certain gap with the Northern Horse, but it can be handled in a war."
Zhao Ping slapped the table, then frowned and said, "Okay, but there is no horse general, and even if there is a horse, there is no one to train the horse?"
Wang Qihu, who had been talking to them, suddenly raised his hand to Zhao Ping and said, "Master, I know someone who knows how to train horses."
Zhao Ping was overjoyed and stepped forward to Wang Qihu and asked eagerly: "Of course, Zhaojiazhuang hired me as an equestrian coach."
Wang Qihu frowned, thought for a while and said: "It's just that this matter is a bit difficult. That person is not in the Song Dynasty, but with the Hu people."
Zhao Ping's excited heart suddenly fell from the sky to the ground. He couldn't help but take a few steps back and murmured: "It is indeed difficult."
Wang Qihu looked at Zhao Ping's depressed look and knew that these words had a great impact on Zhao Ping, so he immediately said: "This is the villain's clan, and he will stay here to write a letter. The reason why he didn't come before was because he didn't have the power to do anything." There are no horses in Song Dynasty. Master, if there are fewer horses, I guess he may not come. After all, he comes from a family that trains cavalry. To train a cavalry, you can prepare five war horses. Xiaolangjun, how many war horses should be prepared for him? "
Zhao Ping thought for a while and then said: "Two hundred war horses, I wonder if that's okay?"
Wang Qihu thought for a while, shook his head first, then nodded and said: "The number is small, but it is barely enough. I will now prepare a book for the clan brothers. But when will the master prepare the war horses?"
Zhao Ping thought for a while and then asked: "When will the eldest brother's clan brothers be able to come here?"
Wang Qihu thought for a while, and then said: "The two sides are at war now, and it is really inconvenient to write letters. It will probably take one to two months."
At this time, Zhao Jie took out his abacus and looked at Zhao Ping while looking at his mother and Zhao Ping. Rice is selling rice at a loss, and Zhaojiazhuang needs to be renovated. The stalls are too big, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to turn around the money.”
