Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Su talking there with a smile on his face. Finally finding an opportunity to interject, he smiled and joked: "These scholars who study Neo-Confucianism have always had a tradition of gathering at the Weeping Confucian Temple."
"Aren't you afraid of making things big? Aren't you worried that those gentlemen and students will go to the Weeping Confucian Temple in anger, or just say goodbye to them all? By then, you will be a mere sacrifice, and I will wait for the Zhu family and his sons. , will also become a joke."
"Exactly." Zhu Su dismissed Zhu Biao's joke, "Cry if you want to cry in the crying temple. How can Confucius crawl out and take me in? Besides, our father is not a weakling like Emperor Zhao and Song. He can still Allowing these scholars to bully his son?"
"It would be better if we just quit. I'm just thinking of recruiting more students from poor families to give the Imperial College some fresh blood. Since most of the current students in the Imperial College are famous scholars and officials, these people's butts are not clean to begin with..."
"As for sir...hey, didn't I come here to look for you, big brother?" Zhu Su said with a flattering look on his face. "Brother, the cabinet you are now in charge of is full of talents, so please lend me some people to be your teachers."
"My father is the Hongwu Emperor, and my eldest brother is the current prince. Could it be that I can really be bullied by those corrupt scholars?"
It is really difficult to find some Confucian scholars who are not outdated in their thinking, have real talents, and are also pragmatic, but Zhu Su has already set his sights on Zhu Biao. Under Lao Zhu's intentional selection, most of the newly established cabinet ministers are young scholars from poor families, such as Wu Bozong, Guo Chong, Wu Gongda and others, all of whom were young scholars who passed the first imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty. There are also Luo Furen, Daotong and other upright and capable officials who were certified by Zhu Su and left their names in history.
The common characteristic of these people is that they all received great favor from the old Zhu, were either hand-picked Jinshi, or were promoted from the bottom, and all of them were die-hard loyalists of the Zhu family. Moreover, they are all great talents. When it comes to moral articles, they are not inferior to those old scholars. All three of them are well versed in practical matters. After all, the cabinet is under Lao Zhu's nose. If there is no level of proficiency, Lao Zhu will definitely be kicked out.
Such a cabinet is simply the natural teacher resource bank of the Imperial College.
"I knew you had bad intentions when you came to find me! It turns out that your idea was directed to the cabinet." Zhu Biao scolded with a smile, but he also knew Zhu Su's good intentions. The cabinet had just been established, and the personnel were relatively junior. long way to go. Let the people in the cabinet teach the Imperial College. In the future, these students from the Imperial College will undoubtedly become a big help to the cabinet officials.
The cabinet's voice has increased, and he, the prince, can better control the power of the government.
Moreover, isn't this his younger brother expressing his firm support for his elder brother?
He looked at Zhu Su with warm eyes, and then said: "It's okay to let people from the cabinet teach. I will ask dad for instructions later. As long as he agrees, I will be fine. But you still have to do arithmetic and other things yourself. General, also, all the cabinet officials are busy people, and it is impossible to seriously manage the actual affairs of the Imperial College. You still need to find a highly respected academic to help you take charge of the Imperial College."
"I plan to let Yungong, Jinglong and Shouqian teach subjects such as arithmetic for a while first," Zhu Su said. "The so-called masters are teachers. Although they are young, when it comes to these practical subjects, they are several steps ahead of those Confucian students."
"As for Xuezheng... I plan to invite Master Song Lian to come out, what do you think?"
"Master Song?" Zhu Biao frowned, thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Master Song is already old, and the Imperial College affairs are so tiring that he may be overwhelmed."
"Brother, here is a suggestion. What do you think, Uncle Chengyi?" Zhu Biao's eyes flashed.
"Uncle Sincerity?" Zhu Su was startled.
"Uncle Chengyi...hasn't he always been the leader of Qingliu? Let him be the Xuezheng of the new Imperial College...is this possible?" Zhu Su was doubtful.
Liu Bowen is indeed the best candidate, and his prestige is sufficient. But he has always been a banner figure leading the Qingliu line and opposing the Huaixi line of Hu Weiyong and Li Shanchang. Although this person has a high historical evaluation, Zhu Su always felt that he could not see through this person.
Presumably my old man had the same view when he faced Liu Bowen, right?
"Haha, fifth brother, although you are smart, you are always suspicious." Zhu Biao shook his head and said. "Sincerity Bofei is fighting for his own power. He is not Qingliu, but Qingliu is just using his name to fight for power and profit."
"Let's just trust my brother once. In my brother's opinion, Liu Chengyi is the one who has the most upright Imperial Academy."
Seeing Zhu Biao's determination, Zhu Su agreed. Fighting between the DPRK and the Central Government was not his specialty, but considering that Zhu Biao was the prince that Lao Zhu was extremely fond of, he should be well aware of these power struggles and party struggles.
And... Thinking of Li Shanchang he saw in the morning court that day, Zhu Su felt that it would not be bad to recruit Liu Bowen to the Imperial Academy.
If Liu Bowen only made Zhu Su suspicious, then Li Shanchang, who was Hu Weiyong's teacher and had many misdeeds in history, was a scourge that Zhu Su must guard against.
"Let's not talk about this for now." Zhu Biao smiled and turned the topic over. "This afternoon, the army going to conquer Yunnan is coming back. Brother Wei will leave the city to greet them later. I wonder if you, fifth brother, would like to come with us?"
"Huh?" Zhu Su was delighted. "Brother Muying is coming to the capital?"
"Come on, come on, I must come!" He stood up excitedly and said strangely: "How come no one has told me about this? I didn't know about it until now!"
"You have been busy with the Imperial College affairs these days, who dares to disturb you with this matter?" Zhu Biao said with a smile. "Since you are going, please hurry up and have someone change you into the prince's robe."
"We must not neglect the soldiers who are preparing for the expedition for our country."
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After changing into the heavy prince's robes at the Prince's Mansion, Zhu Su climbed directly onto Prince Zhu Biao's carriage. When he arrived at the city gate, he happened to bump into King Zhu Di of Yan who was leaving the city with several members of the royal guards. Asked him what was important, he was also going to greet Mu Ying.
"Brother Mu Ying fought such a wonderful battle in the south, I will definitely ask for the details and learn from him!" Zhu Di said confidently. Hearing this, Zhu Su rolled his eyes. He led Jin Yiwei's men and horses out of the city in broad daylight, wearing Jin Yiwei's official uniforms. This was blatantly skipping work with pay!
Thinking about the three brothers who were promoted to official positions that day, the fourth brother Zhu Di held a military position in Jinyiwei. On weekdays, he had no official orders from the emperor and was just a sinecure. Lao Zhu had no time to pay attention to him, and Mao Xiang, the leader of the Jinyi Guards, did not dare to care about him. He lived a free and comfortable life, and could even swagger around with an embroidered spring knife on his shoulder. Although the second brother Zhu Fang was named Yushitai, his virtue could not be compared with that of that person. A group of old scholars stayed together, and they would just go to Mao Mao every day and that would be it. The rest of the time would be spent either hanging out with Luo Guanzhong, who was coming to the capital, or going to the Imperial Academy to pester his fifth brother to listen to martial arts talk. Book.
He was the only one who offered sacrifices to the Imperial Academy, who worked hard to dig into the corners of Confucianism, and devoted himself to the work of reorganizing the Imperial Academy. Although he had the most vulgar ambitions among the brothers, he became the busiest person again.
Zhu Su could only sigh once again that he was indeed born to work hard.
(End of chapter)
