Are the blackboard and chalk your own work?
Zhu Biao was a little surprised and quickly corrected him, but in the eyes of Song Lian, Li Xiyan and others, they were just modest words.
Song Lian was impatient, maybe he was too old, and didn't want to waste time, so he urged Gu Zhengchen to get a blackboard and chalk to try out early, and Gu Zhengchen naturally agreed.
Li Xiyan sighed: "If it is true as Mr. Gu said, then the prosperous era of Ming culture and education is not far away!"
Song Lian looked at Gu Zhengchen and admired his ingenuity.
Zhu Biao didn't understand why Gu Zhengchen gave himself the credit for the blackboard and chalk, but he didn't ask here. Instead, he led everyone to continue talking about how to start a school.
Gu Zhengchen felt a little sleepy after listening. When these people talked about things, they always used allusions. Without any knowledge reserve, he couldn't understand what they were talking about. As they talked, they actually talked about Zhu Xi, an old man who had many admirers. But Gu Zhengchen always felt like someone was biting his back molars, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find out who it was.
The discussion lasted for nearly two hours, until Gu Zhengchen was so cold that he grabbed Zhu Biao's brazier. After being begged by the eunuch several times and refused to let him go, Zhu Biao realized that it was getting late and arranged for the eunuch to send everyone away, except for the one who stayed. Gu Zhengchen.
Zhu Biao led Gu Zhengchen into the study, and a warm breath suddenly hit him.
Apparently, there is a heater installed in this study.
Zhu Biao sat down and looked at Gu Zhengchen, who was sitting uninvited and very casually, and asked his doubts: "The blackboard and chalk are your credit, why do you say it is Gu's credit?"
Gu Zhengchen took the warm-up tea sent by the eunuch and held it in both hands: "Your Highness, after the blackboard and chalk are born, they will definitely become popular all over the world in a short period of time, from Guozixue to private private schools, they are indispensable. If it is said that it is the minister's contribution, who will say a word or two? But if it is said that it is the prince's contribution, the scholars, scholars, and literati lurking in the countryside all over the world will admire and be grateful for the prince's contribution to the prosperity of culture and education... …”
Zhu Biao understood after hearing this that Gu Zhengchen wanted to use cultural and educational tools to help the Ming Dynasty recruit literati who were unwilling to serve the new dynasty or become officials. He also wanted to help the court win over the hearts of scholars from all over the world.
Don’t underestimate the humble blackboard and chalk. Their significance to culture and education may be second only to papermaking and engraving and printing!
"But after all, this was not done alone..."
Zhu Biao felt sorry.
Gu Zhengchen took a sip of tea and felt that his body had warmed up a lot: "His Highness warned me many times in his letters not to neglect education, so I got the blackboard and chalk. If not for Your Highness, how could I have these?" It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the credit of His Highness, not to mention that this is related to the culture, education, talents and national destiny of the imperial court, and it can only be shouldered by His Highness."
"Why not..."
Zhu Biao stopped mid-sentence.
It's really not suitable to leave this matter to Dad. His temper and temperament have been set, and civil servants basically have that impression of him, especially since Dad also killed some scholars who were unwilling to join the officialdom this year, and hung him up. The name may cause some people to resent it.
Gu Zhengchen saw that Zhu Biao wanted to understand and said no more.
Zhu Biao looked at Gu Zhengchen, nodded, and then said: "I have heard Mu Ying talk about the matter between you and the Marquis of Pingliang. This is not the first time that the founder of the country has exceeded the etiquette and acted wantonly. But you also know , their hard work has yielded great results, and my father also has concerns... Don't worry, the Marquis of Pingliang will not cause trouble for the Gu family again, let's just stop this matter."
When Wang Wu, the eunuch at the door, heard this, he was shocked.
From what I heard, it seemed that the prince was trying to persuade Gu Zhengchen to stop in order to protect the Marquis of Pingliang?
How is it possible, but Gu Zhengchen is just an inconspicuous seventh-grade county magistrate. Although he has a relationship with the East Palace, his status is not as good as that of Fei Ju, the founding prince of the country.
Gu Zhengchen was also surprised. He put the tea bowl on the table and stood up quickly: "Your Highness, what do you mean? I am the victim..."
Zhu Biao looked at Gu Zhengchen deeply. It was true that Fei Ju was a marquis, but Gu Zhengchen was a puzzling person. He knew many strange things. If Fei Ju continued to harm Gu Zhengchen and his family, Gu Zhengchen would Zhengchen will never give up. Who will live and who will die when the time comes? Zhu Biao is not optimistic about the powerful Fei Ju.
"Okay, I will meet with Your Majesty with me tomorrow. King, I will see Mr. Gu off on my behalf."
Zhu Biao was a little tired.
Gu Zhengchen saluted and left the East Palace.
Before the curfew in the city, Gu Zhengchen got on the carriage and returned to Mu Mansion under the escort of Yao Zhen.
Mrs. Gu hadn't rested yet. When she saw Gu Zhengchen coming back, she ordered a bowl of hot noodles. Gu Zhengchen was a little hungry, so he took two bites and asked, "Where's my sister, have you rested yet?"
Mrs. Gu sighed: "She went to Zhang's Mansion tonight to talk to her Miss Jinlan. My mother thought she might go to the government office but she was frightened, so she didn't stop her."
"Miss Jinlan, who is that?"
Gu Zhengchen was very surprised that his sister actually had a best friend and he didn't know it at all.
Mrs. Gu glared at Gu Zhengchen: "The young lady from the Zhang family is not named Jinlan, but she is sworn to Jinlan."
Gu Zhengchen finished eating the noodles and patted his belly: "My sister is a girl who has not left the court after all. It is not appropriate to run to other people's homes like this."
Mrs. Gu put away the bowls and chopsticks: "Don't think too much. There is only a young lady from the Zhang family, a maid and two old servants in the Zhang family, but there is no young master. I heard from Qingqing that the master of the Zhang family is a bachelor of Hongwen Hall and will be back in a month." House two or three times."
Gu Zhengchen relaxed. Since nothing scandalous would happen, he could just follow his sister. Anyway, she had a maid following her, so it wouldn't be a big deal.
Gu walked to the door, thought of something, and turned around and said, "Since you have returned to Jinling, you should take the time to visit the Liang family. After all, the Liang family treats us well, so don't be rude."
Gu Zhengchen nodded slightly: "That's true. I haven't seen him for a long time. I'll pay him a visit another day."
Back in the room, Gu Zhengchen picked up his pen and continued writing textbooks.
The next day, it was freezing cold.
The sound of training could be heard in the backyard of the Mu Mansion.
Gu Zhengchen was practicing his sword, and Mu Chun and Mu Sheng were also following him, but Mu Chun preferred the spear. As a guy in his early ten years, he danced with the spear with great force, showing a hint of fierceness.
Mu Sheng was holding a wooden sword and dancing there with style. He even had more moves than Gu Zhengchen. He just made fun of Gu Zhengchen and got beaten. Mu Sheng felt aggrieved and wanted to file a complaint. , and was brainwashed by Mu Chun into forgiving Gu Zhengchen...
After the morning exercise, Gu Zhengchen summoned Mu Chun and Mu Sheng to the study room and began to tell the first lesson: "A good scholar will understand, a good thinker will be wise, a good deed will lead far, and a good leader will lead others. This first lesson will teach you how to be good. Learn, think well, act well, lead well. The good here refers to being good at it. As a minister and general, whether you are fighting on the horse or governing under the horse, you should be good at learning and thinking, and then you can do well and lead well..."
