Speaking of Dabentang, Zhu Su thought of Yao Guangxiao's words. Yao Guangxiao once suggested to himself that it would be best to move the place where the princes were taught their careers from the main hall in the palace to the imperial villa at the foot of Bifeng Mountain.
Zhu Su deeply believed in this policy. By attracting all the princes, he would not be so conspicuous. The education of the prince is exactly the responsibility of Queen Ma, and this matter is just right for Queen Ma.
Of course, he had to find another reason. Zhu Su thought of many reasons. For example, as a prince who lives in the palace for a long time, it is easy to be separated from the masses and difficult to understand the people's sentiments. Reading stupid books in the main hall will only lead to a rigid thinking. He must accept more new ideas. Living indoors for a long time is not good for physical and mental health. ... said one thing after another.
"Di'er asked you to come, right?" Queen Ma chuckled. "He has been making trouble these past few days, saying that you are lonely in the palace and he, as your elder brother, should accompany you. I think he is just tired of studying in the main hall every day!"
He said and sighed. "Ever since you told your father about the future, he has been more and more neglectful of Di'er. Fortunately, Di'er understands it himself and does not blame your father in his heart." He shook his head. I thought it would be nice to let Zhu Di out of the palace and be with Zhu Su. "Mother will discuss it with your father. The young princes and princesses cannot live without their mothers and concubines, so it is difficult for them to leave the palace and live alone. It's okay for your brothers to come if they want."
"In the future, if your father agrees, he will let the princes and princesses go to your palace to keep you company!"
"Great! Thank you." Zhu Su was overjoyed. When Queen Arima opens her mouth, the matter is 80% settled!
"You should take care of your own business now!" Queen Ma suddenly changed the subject and stared at Zhu Susurely. "The daughter of the Xu family is very popular with my mother. She regarded her as her daughter-in-law early in the morning."
"The only ones suitable for marrying him are the fourth child and you, you must take that girl down!"
"If my wife here flies away and marries someone else, don't call me your mother in the future!"
Queen Ma actually knew this! Zhu Su suddenly looked embarrassed. This time he not only followed the imperial decree to pick up girls, but also obeyed Yi's decree. He muttered a few words and fled from Kunning Palace.
Queen Ma was left laughing happily inside.
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Bifeng Mountain is not too bleak after winter. The forest is still lush and green, with just a few more yellowish colors. On the cement road in front of the village, several farmers are cleaning the dirt and fallen leaves on the road. This cement road is sturdy and easy to clean. The dirt roads in the past became sticky once they got a little rain. Stepping on them not only made you sick but also ruined your shoes.
This cement road is so good. Not to mention a little rain, even if you bring water to wash it, it will be fine. There is no such good road in Huangdu Tiancheng. How can the farmers not take good care of it? On weekdays, when stepping on the cement road, I have to clean the mud from the soles of my shoes on the side of the road, and then I dare to step on the road cautiously. I'm afraid that this beautiful cement road will be stained with a trace of dust!
Those people from outside the village who were killed by thousands of swords had a lot of yellow mud on their soles, but they had the nerve to carry their burdens and step on our cement roads, and they were so shy that they set up stalls in Suwangzhuang and couldn't drive them away!
Zhuangzi's farmers became more and more ambitious and looked down upon those slovenly outsiders. Under the supervision of the village leaders wearing red armbands, the village was spotlessly clean. Anyone hiding in the woods and defecating and urinating must be an outsider. Those who went to the river to bathe would be chased and beaten for three or four streets by the elderly with sticks. The prince said that this is all a means to prevent Zhuangzi from contracting the plague. Those outsiders are causing mischief in our Zhuangzi, isn't this causing our Zhuangzi to suffer from the plague?
Your Majesty is so righteous! I thought that when a prince came to Huangzhuang, he would definitely dominate us Kuhaha, but our Han princes are different from those Yuan people, and they are just and loyal to us family members! Not to mention the construction of such a large and lively market, countless people come here every day to listen to books and eat wine. During the off-farm time, they make some cooking cakes and sell them on the cement road, which is enough to go home and repair their houses.
The prince built a large store specifically for us villagers to sell products from the fields. As long as you deliver the items to the gate of the palace, the stewards of Huangzhuang will pay you and deliver them according to the market price. In the past, if you want to sell some local products, you have to carry a load to the city early in the morning to go to the market. Not to mention the time and effort, it is not guaranteed to be sold. Get out, this is the prince leading us bankers to make a fortune! How could such a good thing happen in the past?
Not to mention that the prince also allocated cement from the cement kiln in Zhuangzi for villagers to build houses. The houses built with cement are flat and strong, not to mention warm in winter and cool in summer. Anyone in Zhuangzi who lives in a shed now will be laughed at by the whole village. , the prince supports me like this, but he still can’t get rich, so what else can he be if he’s not a lazy man? As long as you are willing to take action, the prince will buy so many properties for the villager, which one can't earn a cement house?
Even the farmer's field prince took this into account. Under the arrangement of the emperor's steward, black mud of unknown substance was poured into the fields, and the cultivated land that used to be like yellow sand gradually became as if it could hold out grease. Although it is not yet the spring plowing season, we still don’t know how much more crops such fertile fields can produce, but the farmers are full of hope for the upcoming spring plowing.
The farmers affectionately call this place "Suwangzhuang". Why not call it Wuwangzhuang? Our Zhuangzi is the root of His Highness. Although this is not His Highness's fiefdom, His Highness is our prince. Why do we have to call His Highness King Wu according to the fiefdom? So I don't know which banker took the lead, and the bankers began to call Zhu Su uniformly as Prince Su instead of King Wu.
What moved the villagers even more was that Prince Su had even considered the future of his children when they grew up, and built a school specifically for them to learn and read. This is a big deal in Zhuangzi. You must know that in the early Ming Dynasty, those who could read were regarded as literary stars in the sky. Zhu Su actually wanted all the children in Zhuangzi to read. This is the tomb of his ancestors. It’s a great thing that I wouldn’t even dare to think about even if I smoked it!
After the news came out, several farmers and their families came to kowtow to the prince outside the Zhu Su Mansion that day.
Zhu Su has a headache now. It is good to popularize education in Zhuangzi. Now he is becoming more and more dissatisfied with the craftsmen sent by the palace. Not to mention the officials from the Ministry of Works who always think that he is a child who obeys his instructions in secret, but also those craftsmen. , always doing their own thing behind closed doors, everyone hiding their experience for fear of being known by others and Zhu Su. Blast furnace steelmaking and other technologies have been explored so far, but none of them have made any progress.
On the other hand, the glass kilns run by disabled military households and the cement kilns built by farmers and idle farmers are producing better and better quality every time.
There is no need for these craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry. I always feel that they are hindering themselves because of certain political reasons, and they should cultivate their own scientific talents. So Zhu Su set his sights on education. As the saying goes, if you sharpen your sword and chop wood, you can teach a group of talents with advanced knowledge, and you can have more leisure time, right?
But the most difficult problem he didn't expect was that now the school was built and there were students, but... there was a lack of teachers!
Those children from farmers' families have never even attended elementary school, not to mention mathematics and physics, and they don't even know the words. Teenagers still have to learn to read characters one by one. Even if Zhu Su wants to teach him pinyin himself, how many nails can he hammer in if he is made of iron?
He planned to drag Li Jinglong, Fang Xiaoru and others into the water, but even if all the people in the village were literate, there were only ten fingers, so how could they teach the nearly 100 children in the village?
(End of chapter)
