Zhao Mengqi took out a booklet and handed it to Qiu Yue,
"Mr. Qiu, this is the school charter I drafted. It's quite crude. You can take it back and take a look at it. You can check for any gaps and improve it."
"Articles?" Qiu Yue curiously took the booklet and found that there was no word on the cover. He quickly turned to the other side.
"It turns out that the new book style is also used." He had seen the new version of the book written horizontally in the Eastern Wei Army, and understood its advantages.
I opened it and flipped through a few pages, feeling a little surprised.
"Your Highness, do you want to turn your religious studies into martial arts?"
"Well, that's not entirely true. I plan to officially change the name of the New Zongxue to the Royal Military Academy and divide it into a primary school and a university." Zhao Mengqi explained frankly,
"In principle, all clan children must enter school when they reach the age of six. They will first take five years of basic courses, which are similar to ordinary elementary school. However, new textbooks will be gradually adopted, and arithmetic education will be emphasized."
"Then there are four years of public courses. In addition to the basic courses, elective courses are offered to teach basic knowledge such as military, political, industrial, agricultural, business, and medicine. Upon graduation, you can apply for various majors according to your own wishes."
"Military is the university department, politics is the Imperial College, engineering is Tiangongyuan, agriculture, commerce, medicine, etc. are the various colleges set up by Pingjiang University. If you can't get into a higher college, you must compulsorily serve in the military for three years, and then you can do whatever you like. Well."
"Currently, those over the age of fifteen are required to join the Eastern Guard Army after enrollment. They will receive military training for one year and will be given an opportunity to apply for other colleges. Those who are not admitted will continue to serve in the military for three years."
"Clan members who are over twenty years old are no longer included in this academic system. They can follow the previous rules and live in the old sect, whether they are taking part in the imperial examination or not. Those who voluntarily apply for various colleges are also welcome." From here Come on, Zhao Mengqi did not lock up the future of the clan children. After all, some people were really not suitable for joining the army or were talented in other areas.
"In addition, I also plan to push the court to link the Yinguan system with Xinxue. In other words, in the future, if you do not have Xinxue academic qualifications or military service qualifications, you will not be awarded an official!" As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked. If this is really the case If you do it, the impact will be great, and you may be opposed by the whole government.
The beneficiaries of the Yinguan system are all high-ranking ministers or relatives of the emperor. If they are all offended, I am afraid that even ten Zhaoguan families will not be able to protect Zhao Mengqi.
"Your Highness! This must never be done!"
"Your Highness, regarding the court, it is best to be quiet and not to move at the moment."
"The system of shadow officials is of great importance. Even if it needs to be improved, it should be done slowly."
"Be careful, Your Highness!" Amid the admonitions, Zhao Mengqi touched his nose and sighed,
"Okay, let's put this matter aside for the time being. Let's let the elementary school recruit the children of officials and generals who voluntarily enroll." In this way, except for those close to King Yan's line, there are probably not many officials and generals who will send their children.
But it doesn't matter much at the moment. After all, Zhao Mengqi has built more than ten elementary schools for workers' children. Now there are more than 5,000 students, and it will also provide students for various colleges in the future.
Five or ten years later, these students will be Zhao Mengqi's most hardcore direct descendants.
"Your Highness, this university department seems to be very different from martial arts." Qiu Yue, who continued to flip through the regulations, discovered another problem.
In fact, after more than two hundred years of development, martial arts in the Song Dynasty already had a relatively complete institutional system, which was divided into local and central levels. There were strict requirements for students' admission requirements, study content, and years of study.
In addition to the martial arts of infantry, cavalry and archery, battle formation command, and various military techniques, the learning content also includes the success and failure of military use in the past dynasties, as well as the education of 'loyalty to the emperor and patriotism'.
In addition, martial arts scholars refer to Sun Tzu, Wu Zi, Sima Fa, Wei Liao Zi, Huang Shi Gong's Three Strategies, Jiang Tai Gong's Six Taoism, and Tang Li Wen Dui as the Seven Books of Martial Arts. As a theoretical textbook, students are required to master it proficiently and have the ability to use it flexibly.
The teaching content is considered complete, but the teachers are so-called civil servants who know the military or high-ranking military candidates. They lack practical experience, so what they teach is inevitably showy.
What Zhao Mengqi wants is not just showy, the teaching content is of course practical.
"The University Department is actually the training department for East Guard officers. Through military training, they have mastered the basic content. After arriving at the military academy, they mainly learn the application of strategies and tactics. In addition to military theory, they also need to analyze war history and combat cases and learn from actual combat. Experience, etc., the purpose is to start everything from actual needs and apply what you have learned.”
"Therefore, I will select outstanding officers from all the armies in the country to be their teachers. In this regard, I would like to ask more of Mr. Qiu. You have led the army for so many years. You must know who has the real ability. Only you will do it when the time comes. Can we suppress these tough generals in the army?" Transfer outstanding mid-level officers from each army to your subordinates. As for whether they will return them in the future or how to return them, it depends on Zhao Mengqi's mood.
Qiu Yue seemed to see Zhao Mengqi's thoughts and laughed dumbly.
"If you are really capable, how can you let him go so easily?"
"In fact, it's not difficult. Mr. Qiu, you select the people, and then ask the Ministry of War to award the awards in person. Just order them to come to Lin'an. As for the father, I will find a way." Zhao Mengqi plans to build a plank road in secret to infiltrate Chen Cang.
"Although this plan is a bit unkind, it is feasible." Qiu Yue teased slightly and asked again,
"How many officers and assistants does Your Highness plan to second?"
"It doesn't need to be too much. Five or six hundred will be enough." That's not much! ? There are less than 500 officers above the platoon leader in Dongwei... How can we use so many instructors?
Qiu Yue pulled his beard,
"The veteran believes that three hundred people are enough, and this will not affect the army's combat effectiveness too much."
"Okay, then as Mr. Qiu said, I'd like to trouble you to select the elites as much as possible." Zhao Mengqi said, then looked at Wang Yao, the Minister of War, and said,
"Wang Shilang, I would also like to ask you to assist me." Of course, selecting someone requires military registration, otherwise Qiu Yue would not be able to know the officers across the country.
Just as he was talking, Huang Gou suddenly ran in as if his butt was on fire.
"Alang, the officials are here."
"Huh?!?" Zhao Mengqi was stunned. Why is Lao Zhao here on this first day of the Lunar New Year? I have never heard of my father paying New Year greetings to his son.
Questions flashed in my mind, but my response was not slow.
"Hurry up and meet the driver."
"No need, I came in by myself." After hearing this, everyone stood up in a hurry and saw Zhao Guan's family wearing ordinary Taoist robes wandering in accompanied by Lin Yaoban.
"Greetings to Your Majesty..." Everyone hurriedly saluted. Zhao Guanjia glanced at it,
"Hey, it's quite lively. Hey, Yu Min is here too." The ministers couldn't help but feel hot on their faces, as if they were caught in bed. Zhao and Min couldn't argue.
Zhao Mengqi was so thick-skinned that there was nothing unusual about him. Instead, he helplessly helped Old Zhao sit upright.
"How come my father is so excited that he comes to see my son today?"
"What? Not welcome?! Then I'm leaving?" Old Zhao gave him a sideways look. Zhao Mengqi smiled playfully,
"How can you? As long as you don't come with a cane, you will be welcomed with ten thousand hearts."
"When you say that, I really regret not bringing the cane. Go ahead and don't get so close. It's annoying to look at you." Zhao Guanjia waved away Zhao Mengqi, who was about to give him a shoulder and back to show his courtesy, and walked toward the house. Zhong glanced around,
"What are you standing for? You are all sitting down..." From this reaction, it can be seen that the Zhao Guan family did not take the matter of King Yan secretly gathering his ministers to heart, which made everyone feel relieved.
But Zhao and Min were inexplicably shocked. They didn't expect that the official family could be so conniving with King Yan, and they didn't care at all that their son openly took advantage of the situation in advance.
Zhao Mengqi personally prepared a brew of Biluochun for Lao Zhao.
"Father, this is wild tea from Dongting Island in Taihu Lake. It is fried and has a unique flavor. Please taste it." Zhao Guanjia took the cup, which was much larger than the ordinary tea cup, and smelled it.
"Smells good!" Then without any warning, he blew away the mist and took a sip.
"Good tea! It has an elegant fragrance, fresh and refreshing taste, and leaves a sweet aftertaste in your mouth."
"Ha, it's fine if your father likes it. During the Qingming Festival, new tea will be picked and it can be made better than this. It will be sent to the palace then. You can drink this tea from now on. It will be better for your health."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
"Don't you often have headaches? In fact, you shouldn't have too many irritating things in your diet, and use as little spice as possible."
"Okay, okay, okay, it's rare that you are so filial, I will listen to you." The two fathers and sons talked about their daily routine as if there was no one around, and they were more casually friendly than ordinary fathers and sons.
This scene made the Yan party feel at ease. Otherwise, if there was a bad relationship like most royal father-son relationships, they and their ministers would be very embarrassed.
Taking advantage of Old Zhao's talkative appearance, Zhao Mengqi casually mentioned the matter of Guangdong, Guangxi and Zongxue. Zhao Guanjia just thought about it briefly.
"I have no problem here, I'll leave it up to you, but as for the courtiers, you can figure it out yourself and don't cause trouble for me." At this time, even Qiu Yue was surprised. The officials simply believed in King Yan unconditionally. Ah, it's just a hands-off boss, doing nothing.
It turns out that Zhao Guan's family used to talk about wanting a Zen position, which was not a joke. Seeing the scene in front of them, Zhao and Min completely suppressed their thoughts of asking for mercy and planned to get closer to King Yan.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Guanjia said again,
"On the sixth day of the lunar month, it's your brother's full moon ceremony. Let me send some of your new fireworks to the palace."
"Father, are you here just for such a trivial matter?" Zhao Mengqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Ahem! Of course not. You are leaving the palace and I haven't been to this mansion yet. I naturally should come over and have a look when I have free time today. The other things are just incidental." Everyone in Zhao Guan's family could hear what he said. Don't care.
Speaking of these fireworks, they caused a sensation in Lin'an after they were set off last night. Many people came to Prince Yan's Mansion to inquire if they could buy some, and they even offered prices as high as ten guan each.
It's not that Zhao Mengqi doesn't want to make this money, but it's a pity that the only inventory he has is ruined by his sister Bo Yixiao.
Now that Old Zhao has spoken, even if he makes it himself, he still has to get some.
