Zhongshu Yamen.
Hu Weiyong looked at the emperor's decree and sighed helplessly, becoming very angry with Chen Ning.
Nowadays, it is no different than a few years ago. A few years ago, the right was respected, but now the left is respected, and the left censor is superior to the right censor.
When Wang Guangyang comes back, he will be the chief of the Yushitai.
Hu Weiyong called Chen Ning over and reprimanded him: "I warned you several times not to touch Gu Zhengchen again, but you still didn't listen! Dr. Chen You, the Censor, you heard clearly, the Censorship Station is for His Majesty." Eyes and ears, detecting corruption, curing laziness, and opening up channels for speech. You are not the only one with authority, wanton indulgence, and criticism of officials! If you act so willfully again, I will write to His Majesty to have you replaced!"
Chen Ning shuddered. If Hu Weiyong had kicked him away, based on what he had done over the years, he would have been beaten to death before he even returned to his hometown.
"Prime Minister Hu, I am loyal to you." Chen Ning quickly expressed his loyalty. Seeing that Hu Weiyong remained silent, he raised his hand and promised, "I will obey Prime Minister Hu's orders in the future."
"really?"
Hu Weiyong had a straight face.
Chen Ning solemnly replied: "If anyone is bullied, I will die with a knife from the ghost head!"
Hu Weiyong snorted from his nose: "You can do well, but your mind is too narrow-minded to tolerate others. Especially Gu Zhengchen, who is in the limelight right now, why do you bother to provoke him? Jurong Guard is a forbidden area, you know it Send the censor there, this is a way to die!"
Chen Ning's face turned ugly: "Prime Minister Hu, I just can't figure it out. How can a mere Jurong Guard become a forbidden area? Even if the Ministry of Revenue allocates materials and money, Prime Minister Hu knows that there must be corruption! Your Majesty hates it. Corruption, why didn't you let me check it out? Besides, who would have thought that Gu Zhengchen would be so lawless!"
Hu Weiyong glanced at Chen Ning: "I don't know exactly what is going on in Jurong Guard, but it seems to be related to firearms. You should not get involved in this matter. But for anything related to Gu Zhengchen, you must Pretending not to know, not knowing.”
Although Chen Ning was very reluctant, he still agreed and said, "Then Wang Guangyang, can you stop him from returning to Jinling?"
Hu Weiyong shook his head: "This is His Majesty's decree and cannot be changed. But don't worry, Wang Guangyang still had some courage in his early years, but in recent years, haha, the hero's courage has long been gone. So what if he returns to Jinling?" "
The imperial court sharpened people's hearts. Some people became sleek and sophisticated, some became timid, some became wallflowers, and some surrendered to a certain sect.
Wang Guangyang?
He is indeed a figure, but he is not qualified enough to compete with me, Hu Weiyong.
Hu Weiyong picked up a document and handed it to Chen Ning and said: "Last year, His Majesty ordered the City Shipping Department to be investigated. Now the local government has sent news that due to the rampant pirates, the City Shipping Department has very little income from foreign trade, and many ships have been robbed. The losses were heavy, especially in the coastal areas of Fujian, eastern Zhejiang, and Guangdong, where pirates appeared from time to time."
Chen Ning looked at the documents and found that among the three major shipping companies in Ningbo, Quanzhou, and Guangzhou, Ningbo City Shipping Company not only had no profit, but also lost more than 3,000 yuan. He couldn't help but widened his eyes and asked: "Why is this?"
Hu Weiyong chuckled: "Why, don't you know, it's court etiquette that comes and goes indifferently? Do you think that envoys from overseas countries do not need money and food when they come to the court? What's more, the court will give rewards when they leave. If the envoys come, , the goods on the ship cannot be sold, so the shipping company needs to spend money to buy them at a high price. It is obviously a thousand guan, but the shipping company needs to give 3,000 or even 5,000 guan to show that the Ming Dynasty is hospitable and wealthy!"
The corner of Chen Ning's mouth moved and he whispered: "I want face but not money."
Hu Weiyong sighed: "Your Majesty needs these envoys to come to congratulate you, and you need to establish a sect-vassal relationship to show the legitimacy of China. But if this continues, I am afraid that the Shibo Department will not be open for long."
Chen Ning's eyes turned: "What does your Majesty mean?"
Hu Weiyong shook his head slightly: "This document has just arrived and I haven't shown it to Your Majesty yet. But I guess that Your Majesty will not be lenient this time. After all, the pirates are so reckless that they have reached the border of eastern Zhejiang. If we let it go, the Su and Song Mansion will also be affected." It’s implicated. It’s a heavily taxed place, so there’s no room for accidents.”
Chen Ning smiled and said in a low voice: "If His Majesty wants someone to go out to sea to conquer, this is a good opportunity to recommend and place people. Prime Minister Hu, we need people in the guard station."
Hu Weiyong squinted at Chen Ning and said nothing.
Jurong College.
Gu Zhengchen was blocked by everyone, and everyone was shouting. The voices were so noisy that he couldn't hear them clearly.
"Quiet!"
Gu Zhengchen shouted a few times, looked at everyone who was silent, raised his hand and said: "I can understand your eagerness to send your children to the academy for further study. However, the number of schools is limited, and the number of students is limited, so we cannot accept them at the moment. There are too many children. Don’t worry, the college will expand its enrollment at the end of the year and there will be more places..."
"Master County, are you serious?"
asked a middle-aged man.
Gu Zhengchen smiled and said: "When Jurong College is established, how can it only accept a group of disciples? If you give Jurong College one year, you can build more schools and recruit more students. In the twelfth month of this year, the college will recruit disciples again. At that time It’s not too late to send the children over.”
The people of Jurong will be considerate.
Everyone knows that Jurong College is a county school. It originally had only 20 students. Now it is difficult enough to have an influx of 500 disciples. What’s more, the county grandpa said that there will be enrollment at the end of the year, and the baby will be delayed for a year. Nothing.
Following Gu Zhengchen's explanation and assurance, the people finally dispersed with their children.
"The county magistrate, Zhao Wushi, a common man."
A fat middle-aged man walked over with a smile, followed by two boys in their early teens.
"Oh, it turns out to be member Zhao."
Gu Zhengchen knew this person. Zhao Wushi was a wealthy family in Jurong and a member of the previous dynasty. He had done salt trading in his early years and accumulated some family property.
Zhao Wushi handed over his hand and said, "My lord, this Jurong College is a good place to go. My two unfilial sons are quite naughty and rely on their wives to support me at home, so it is difficult for them to go to school. If the lord of the county is too generous, let them two After entering the college to receive training, I am also willing to do some good deeds for the college. How about donating two hundred school buildings?"
Gu Zhengchen looked at the two children behind Zhao Wushi and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao's family is well off, why don't you give your children a private school instead of sending them to Jurong College?"
Zhao Wushi shook his head bitterly: "The private school teachers dare not take care of it, not to mention that those gentlemen only know the Four Books and Five Classics and don't know anything else. There are many lectures in Jurong College, and I think the gentlemen are also working very hard. To show respect, the Zhao family is willing to buy another one. Send tables and chairs to the college."
Gu Zhengchen nodded with satisfaction: "These two children are good, I think they can enter the academy."
Zhao Wushi smiled.
Gu Zhengchen also smiled.
When Liu Gui and Sun Tong looked at Gu Zhengchen and Zhao Wu, they always felt like they were collaborating...
Gu Zhengchen had no choice. Jurong College had to pay wages to his husband, add buildings, and purchase tables and chairs. All of this needed money and food to support it. The Jurong County Government had some savings, but how long could this savings last? It had to learn how to open up more resources. .
Liu Gui and others despised Gu Zhengchen's bottomless behavior, which was despised by a gentleman, but Gu Zhengchen was not under any pressure. Since the big family was willing to pay and provide goods, there was nothing wrong with opening a back door for them.
This is the victory of capital and Gu Zhengchen's helplessness.
There is no way, the county government is poor...
The formal teaching date of Jurong College is set for February 2nd.
In a classroom, Gu Zhengchen summoned all the teachers including Liu Gui, Yang Yong'an, Tang Xun, etc., took out the chalk and wrote the words "Jurong College", then drew a stroke, wrote the words "mountain chief", "supervisor college", etc., and then read To everyone: "Jurong College, Liu Gui is the mountain chief, in charge of all affairs in the college. Sun Tong is the supervisor, responsible for assisting the mountain chief, and is in charge of personnel, property, discipline, and assessment... Yang Yong'an is the chief of the school, in charge of education, student affairs, and distribution. Class hours, dividing class areas, coordinating teaching arrangements, Tang Xun..."
Reorganizing the management structure and clarifying responsibilities is inevitable.
Gu Zhengchen arranged specific management and teaching matters based on each gentleman's expertise, and then smiled and said, "If you don't have any objections, from today on, I will teach pinyin for your gentlemen."
Liu Gui, Yang Yongan and others are looking forward to it.
Gu Zhengchen picked up the blackboard eraser, wiped off the chalk words, then wrote the pinyin letters, and said solemnly: "Pinyin uses a special symbol to mark Chinese characters. Different symbols have corresponding pronunciations. To master Pinyin, you first need to Remember how to write each symbol, this symbol is pronounced 'A'..."
Yang Yongan, Tang Xun and others have taught all their lives, but they never imagined that it would be so convenient. There is a blackboard when you look up, and you can see the symbols and words clearly.
As long as the person above writes it once, all students can see it and know exactly which word and sentence it is talking about. There is no need to help students find out which page and sentence one by one.
Lightweight and convenient!
Although the pronunciation of this pinyin sounds strange, there are not many of them after all, so it is not difficult to learn. In addition, Gu Zhengchen gave examples and provided annotations and explanations, which made it even more novel for students who had never been exposed to Pinyin.
No matter which word it is, Gu Zhengchen can easily mark the pronunciation. Liu Gui and others admire such a magical pinyin method.
Gu Zhengchen only taught for an hour and then sat down below. Ding Li and other teachers came up to the podium and tried to annotate the words one by one. Liu Gui sat next to Gu Zhengchen and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, this set of pinyin is The Dharma is so wonderful that it should be dedicated to the imperial court and spread throughout the world."
"Yes, once Pinyin comes out, Ming Dynasty's cultural education will reach a higher level."
Gu Zhengchen sighed.
It would be better to send the pinyin earlier, which would save Lao Zhu from finding a group of people to make a copy of "Hongwu Zhengyun" and revising and revising it for decades. With Pinyin, it will be convenient to standardize and promote Mandarin.
"Sir, there is an urgent report from the court."
Zhang Pei walked into the classroom and reported in a low voice.
Gu Zhengchen nodded slightly, walked out of the classroom, and outside the college, a sergeant dismounted and handed over a document: "Gu Zhenfu, Jinling is reporting urgently. The Jurong Guard sergeant is at the command of Jinghai Marquis Wu Zhen to quell the pirates!"
