Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 828 Killing Chickens

"No, it's not a cure for the symptoms!"

Touching the beard on his chin, Zhu Yixi shook his head: "Isn't this a tyrant?"

"It's not a good thing either at the time or in later generations."

For the current plan, there is only expansion.

That is, to expand a large number of private academies into government schools.

Guozijian is Qingbei, and the four colleges are one, and then divided into two, three...

The advantage is that it can control the thoughts of a large number of scholars, but the disadvantage is also obvious. To become an official school, it is natural to pay for it.

Naturally, it is necessary to allocate funds for school fields and rebuild them.

"Imperative."

Zhu Yixi shook his head: "In this world, those students are the only ones who are free and rich."

"Young and energetic, I don't know what is good or bad, and when I am fooled by others, my blood boils, and I can't wait to throw my head and blood to fight for others."

Of course, there are pros and cons.

Only young people are not easily bound by secular rules and betray their own class.

far away...

However, Zhu Yixi thought of the imperial examination instead of college.

Due to the existence of the imperial examination, the academies must revolve around the imperial examination, rather than teaching poetry and songs.

If academies are turned into universities, private private schools and societies will inevitably become primary and secondary schools for enlightenment.

Books do not need to be unified, the official engraving of the Four Books and Five Classics is a must for the imperial examination.

No, the cost is too high.

Let the enlightenment of private schools be left to the folks!
The government's school in the county is dedicated to teaching children, so it has to work hard from this convenience.

No longer just teaching the Four Books and Five Classics, but more miscellaneous subjects such as geography, history, arithmetic, astronomy, etc., so as to broaden their horizons.

Township examination, just test these.

In this way, a textbook must be drawn.

Only by popularizing these can we achieve fairness in the true sense.

Everything has to be done slowly, don't be impatient.

Speaking of education, Zhu Yixi suddenly remembered that he once advocated the sentence-reading movement.

That is, to add punctuation marks to the classics, so as to grasp the right to speak.

After all, since ancient times, China has been habitually writing in long discourses, but if the truncation is different, the content will be very different.

From this to the Spring and Autumn, Han, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties for more than a thousand years, different schools of Confucianism were born because of the different interpretations of sentences.

Moreover, because of the relationship between sentence and reading, the right to interpret the book was monopolized, and the birth of aristocratic families.

After Zhu Zi annotated the Four Books, it was unanimously recognized by the folks and officials, and thus became a textbook, which created the prosperity of the imperial examinations in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"Let the Minister of Rites come to see me."

Zhu Yixi showed a smile.

The Four Books and Five Classics are not enough, and other Confucian classics must be compiled one by one.

Isn't this time to get rid of the dross and save the essence?

In a sense, this is also a kind of progress for Confucianism!

Since the establishment of the Shaowu court, the abandoned post stations in the world have been gradually restored.

In the early years of Wanli, the annual consumption of the post station in the world was 3 million taels. After Zhang Juzheng's reform, it was only 2 million taels, saving millions.

In the Shaowu Dynasty, the post station was no longer hung in the Ministry of War, but in the Ministry of Households.

All surveyed and combined fire cards will be registered and compiled, and will be sent to the Ministry of Officials after a year. Finally, according to the two types of officers and soldiers, the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of War will send money.

As a result, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Officials must investigate carefully, and they don't want to spend money in vain.

As soon as the results of the palace examination came out, the post station hurriedly passed them on to the prefectures and counties.

Without him, Jinshi Memorial Arch would have to be repaired no matter what.

The county even had to take out a sum of money for condolences.

And on this day, Songjiang Prefecture, Shanghai County,

Although it was already May, the rainy season continued, and it was a little bit colder. It wasn't summer, it seemed like winter.

As soon as the cold wind blows, the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, and the noise of the past has disappeared.

At this time, the warm pavilions of wealthy families also began to use ground fire dragons and fire walls. They were smoke-free and non-toxic, and the heat wave was roiling, so the windows could only be opened.

Coal is rare in the south, so bamboo charcoal is basically used, and the smell is good.

Near the root of the window, a few spring grasses sprouted early due to the heat, and the dots of greenery made people happy to see.

Cheng Yuan lay on the soft couch, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and let the sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid gently massage his legs, lazily.

Suddenly, a follower rushed over and hurriedly said, "My lord, Zhao Yan is here, and he wants to get back the contract and take the examination."

"College exam?" Cheng Yuan sneered after hearing the words: "He is just a boy, even if he is admitted as a scholar, what is it?"

"A mere servant, why should I give it to him?"

As a juror, Cheng Yuan looked down on and disdained Zhao Yan.

The emperor deposed the lowly family that year, and his family became good citizens. He even took part in the scientific examination and won the first prize.

However, even if he became a good citizen, his parents would sell themselves as slaves. Without his permission, he would not be able to get rid of his status as a slave and gain freedom for the rest of his life.

What about Tongsheng?There are many scholars in Songjiang Mansion, which year is not one in a hundred, and the possibility of passing the hospital examination is extremely small.

Of course he understood what it meant. After being selected as a scholar, people naturally came to congratulate him with gongs and drums. Seeing that it was a servant's family, they must be contemptuous.

"Send him away and tell him that if you don't take the scholar, Nu Qixiu wants to take it away."

"Or, take out 500 taels of silver."

Waving his hand, the servant stepped back.

But at this moment, his person came to report again: "Zhao Yan won't leave, he is arguing to see the master."

"Ridiculous." Cheng Yuan said impatiently, "What qualifications does he have to meet me? He's a mere child. The entire Shanghai County doesn't have 1, but also has [-]."

"Go, break his leg for me, and I'll see how he takes the entrance examination."

Tong Sheng was beaten, the county magistrate of Shanghai was Cheng Yuan's old acquaintance, he just asked the Cheng family to hand over a few slaves, and after exile, Cheng Juren was unscathed.

Due to lack of fame, although this grievance caused waves in Shanghai County, no one dared to speak out.

The identity of a Juren is enough to frighten those people.

After all, no one wants to speak for an insignificant child.

However, the matter in Shanghai County has attracted the attention of interested people.

On this day, two foreign students came to Shanghai County, the same black Confucian scarf and light blue shirt, both riding tall horses, obviously not ordinary students.

The gate guards saw that they were all wearing swords and looked like martial arts fighters, some dared not let them go, but one of them opened his mouth with Da Ming Law, so the gate guard dared not stop them, so they had to let them into the city.

Nodding and bowing, nothing more.

The leader rode a horse and walked quickly towards a restaurant, while raising his voice: "Nain, let me, let me..."

Passers-by avoided the front line one after another, letting the student, who was quite polite, pass by.

"The business here is good, and there are so many people before noon."

When Du Bing arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, he saw wine flags waving, the door was closed tightly, but there was a gust of hot air rushing towards him, and the store lit several braziers.

What a luxury.

"Head, just rest here?"

The student Weng on the side said.

"What? You still want to go to Huating Baihu?"

"I don't dare to-"

Du Bing let a smile appear on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately looked very gentle.

Seeing a guest coming, the waiter in the shop strode out, stepped forward and bowed and said, "A few guest officials sit in the compartment, do you want to go upstairs to the private room? It's quieter there, and it's really suitable for you."

Du Bing pressed the handle of the knife habitually, and then showed a gentle smile: "Let's go to the box!"

Xiao Er took two steps back in fright, and then he raised his head. There was no scholar in front of him, his eyes just now seemed like ghosts.

Even scarier than those foremen of the county government,
"Wipe the sweat of the two horses, feed more concentrate, and add two eggs."

Du Bing took out a silver dollar and slapped it into the little second hand: "Take care of the horses, and reward you for the more."

"If there is a mistake, I won't be able to compensate you if I sell you." The scholar on the side said coldly.

"Okay, don't worry, guest officer..." Xiao Er was quite frightened.

"Rude." Du Bing said displeased: "You are a scholar now, why can't you change your bad habits?"

The little girl turned around and left, muttering something in Jiangnan dialect, although she didn't understand, but I thought it was not a good thing.

"Go!" Du Bing said coldly, quickly extinguishing the anger of his subordinates.

Du Bing took all the characters in the hotel into his eyes at a glance, and directly chose a table by the window, where it was ventilated and bright, and he could see the city life on the street.

More importantly, there are a few scholars sitting behind this table, speaking dialects with a Shanghai accent.

Du Bing was originally from the guard, and joined the Jinyi Guard a few years ago, serving as a hundred householder in Yangzhou.

In the early years of Shaowu, because the abolished guards were counties, two counties were added to the entire Songjiang Prefecture.

One is Jinshan County, which was changed from Jinshanwei, and the other is Huangpu County, which is a merger of Nanhuizui Central Defender and Qingcun Central Avant-Garde.

So in the entire Songjiang Prefecture, there are five counties, namely Qingpu, Huangpu, Jinshan, Huating, and Shanghai.

As a native of Songjiang Prefecture, he can also understand Shanghai dialect.

Although the public opinion in Shanghai County was ferocious, it was peaceful in the official circles, and it was also very quiet in the scholar community.

However, Jin Yiwei is responsible for monitoring the public opinion in the world, and some merchants have spread the news of Shanghai to Yangzhou, and Jin Yiwei has known about it.

For Jin Yiwei, it is not a big news that a mere child has his leg broken. Where in the world are there no local tyrants and evil gentry?

However, the Jinyiwei Hundred Household Office, which was in charge of monitoring the entire Songjiang Mansion, turned a blind eye to it, let alone went to the Thousand Household Office, and let Yangzhou know about it first.

That's all, but regarding the fact that he was born as a slave, an imperial envoy suddenly came from Yangzhou, and immediately noticed something was wrong, and immediately asked Jin Yiwei to investigate thoroughly.

So, Du Bing and his party went straight to Shanghai County, passing the Huating Jinyiwei Hundred Households.

"Oh, that one was beaten badly! You just hit him with such a thick bamboo pole."

The desk clerk behind him gestured with his hands: "Scholars are rich and precious, and within a few strokes, the boy's leg was broken, and he is still lying on the bed to this day!"

"And the whole family was kicked out and lost their livelihood, what a pity!"

"Who said no? The Cheng family is so domineering, but who let them take advantage of the word."

"After all, he is a domestic servant, and the county government doesn't want to get involved..."

"Master Cheng builds bridges and paves roads on weekdays, and he is also angry with this kid. It will be fine when the anger is smooth."

"Yes, such a nice person, he must have been ignorant and offended Mr. Cheng—"

Hearing these people's words, Du Bing frowned.

Another typical gentry family.

He did all the good deeds in his hometown, and his reputation was notorious in other places.

Those merchants in Yangzhou Mansion are all saying that the Cheng family is greedy, indulges in litigation, and has committed many crimes.

After inquiring for a while, the two came directly to the General Banner of Jinyiwei.

After the death of the foreign enemy, the duties of Jin Yiwei began to be divided into two parts with Dongchang.

Dongchang is responsible for supervising Beijing and the feudal lords, while Jin Yiwei is responsible for affairs of the world.

Each province has a thousand-household office, a prefecture has a hundred-household office, and a county is naturally the general banner.

But not all of them are like this, there are [-] counties in the world, no matter how busy they are, they can't keep up.

Therefore, those who have the general banner at the county level are only in Hebei, Jiangsu, Anhui, Liangjing, and Zhejiang.

Even so, the total number of Jin Yiwei has exceeded [-], and the annual salary alone consumes millions of silver dollars.

If the emperor had no money, he would have wanted to abolish it a long time ago.

Du Bing and the two came to Zongqi and asked about Cheng's family affairs.

"Maybe he's a domestic servant!" Zong Qi casually said, "Back then, Xu Huating and Xu Ge were the ones who had fought against Yan Fenyi for decades. Didn't his reputation be ruined by this evil servant?"

"After all, he was born in Juren, so he wouldn't be so disrespectful."

When Hai Rui served as the governor of Yingtian, he directly confiscated tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land from the Xu family, which attracted the attention of the world. The position of the chief assistant who became an official was in such a state, and Zhang Juzheng even recited his political points.

But speaking, Xu Jie has been an official in Beijing all year round, and the evil things in the countryside are basically caused by treacherous servants, coupled with lax parenting, caused this disaster.

However, it was also Hai Rui's action that served as an example to the monkeys, and immediately made Nanzhili's whip method spread quickly.

Hearing such words, Du Bing couldn't help frowning, and immediately scolded: "Absurd, although Tong Sheng is young, he is also a scholar. How can the Cheng family be innocent for abusing lynching?"

"It's a humble job, even if Zhao Yan is admitted to the scholar, but after all, he is a child of the family, as long as it doesn't kill his life, it is not a serious crime..." Zong Qiyou explained.

Hearing this, Du Bing scolded angrily: "I think you'll go home and farm."

After saying that, he slapped him directly.

"I came to Shanghai County just to investigate Cheng's family affairs. You must have reaped the benefits by pushing and shouting here."

"Jin Yiwei accepts bribes, just wait!"

The latter covered his face, his face full of panic.

A few guards in brocade clothes and a dozen or so warriors at the side were all in a panic, and quickly bowed down: "I will wait for Baihu's orders."

"Okay!" Du Bing said coldly: "Send someone to the county government office, notify the two classes of government officials to come and cooperate, and say that they want to arrest the Jiangyang robber."

"Then take it directly to Cheng's house."

"Yes—" the captain shuddered.

Afterwards, Du Bing led a group of [-] people straight to Cheng's house.

Cheng Yuan was enjoying the tenderness, when suddenly he saw the housekeeper stumbling over: "Master, something is wrong—"

"what happened?"

"Your death has come."

Du Bing broke into the house and took Cheng Yuan directly.

"The imperial envoy has something to ask you to go to Yangzhou—"

(End of this chapter)