minions live

Chapter 222
Time passed quietly, and soon it was time for the emperor to seal his pen at the end of the year.

Another year will pass.

The old grand master who had not been out of the palace for a long time went out of the house and went to the palace to see Emperor Changxing.

"How is the old master recently?"

In the imperial study room, there was a chatter between the monarch and his ministers, and Emperor Changxing's face was a little dignified.

He thought that the old master came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, someone once smeared grease in front of the Dragon Boat Dianqing Platform, trying to make the current Grand Master Ren Yi look bad.

After returning to the palace, Emperor Changxing ordered Jin Linwei to investigate the matter, but half a year later, he still did not give any reply to the Grand Master's Mansion.

But no matter what the result is, as a monarch, he will not give any explanation to his courtiers.

"It's cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and Aiqing is old, so you must pay attention to your body." Emperor Changxing asked, "I don't know why you entered the palace this time?"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty."

The old grand master hadn't heard about the world for a long time, but cheerfully raised the thick booklet in his hand above his head: "The end of the year is approaching, and good things come in pairs. The old minister has specially entered the palace to present a treasure to His Majesty."

Offer treasure?

Emperor Changxing breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you don't enter the palace to find fault.

Chang Lu hurriedly sent the old master's notebook to the dragon case.

Turning over the letter doubtfully, Emperor Changxing was a little at a loss.

The monarch and his subjects have worked together for more than twenty years, and he didn't hide anything, and asked directly: "Old Master, I don't know what kind of treasure this is?"

"Your Majesty, the first emperor's carriages are in the same track, books are in the same text, and behavior is in the same way, which has created a situation of Yunchui's great unity for thousands of years."

The old master bowed his hands respectfully.

"The treasure that the old minister has developed is the pinyin literacy method, or simply called: the homonym of the characters. Once implemented, the big clouds can understand each other's language no matter from east to west or from south to north, even if they are thousands of miles apart. "

Emperor Changxing lifted his spirits and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Golden Palace.

It was the end of the year, and although the pen was about to be closed, the historian was still honestly recording everything that happened in Yunchui.

In the year before last and last year, natural and man-made disasters were everywhere in the empire. It is estimated that the things recorded by the historian are not very good-looking.

But if what the old master is saying now is true...

The entire empire can speak the same language and understand each other.

As an emperor, Emperor Changxing naturally knew the strategic significance of it.

At that time, with a swipe of the historian's pen, even if his diplomacy is a mess during his reign, it is estimated that thousands of years later, he will leave a heavy mark in history...

Thinking of this, Emperor Changxing quickly picked up the memorial and read it carefully.

However, the thick memorial was heavy in his hand, and he could clearly see it for a while.

"Your Majesty, wait for the old minister to explain to you the homophony of this word."

The old grand master knew that Emperor Changxing would not read his memorials, so he explained them one by one.

The long and thick memorial naturally not only explained how to use pinyin to read characters, but also the experiments he did in Taishifu.

"So those hundreds of young children can recognize the words casually written by the old masters?" Emperor Changxing asked with great interest.

If this is the case, the child prodigy that is rumored to be nothing more than that.

cough!
"Your Majesty." The old master coughed lightly.

"The young children in the old minister's mansion have been trained and can indeed accurately read every word written by the masters. But after all, they are young, and they may not know the meaning of those unfamiliar words."

"But read more and write more, sooner or later they will master these words."

At that time, they can be sent to each county to teach unified pronunciation.

Hundreds of years later, people in the entire empire and even neighboring countries can understand each other's words and accept Yunchui's traditional thought.

In other words, national integration.

"Quick!"

Ignoring the exhaustion of correcting papers, Emperor Changxing excitedly waved to Changlu: "Quickly announce the officials of the six ministries and these young children to enter the palace. I want to see with my own eyes what is so magical about this so-called pinyin literacy method."

Soon all the officials hurried into the palace, each with solemn faces.

When they found that there were hundreds of childish children in the crowd, they soon became dazed again.

clap clap!

Emperor Changxing clapped his hands, and turned his gaze among the courtiers, "Chi Xiuzhuan, you are the champion of this year, come out and write a few words."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Chi Zhongyu was overjoyed, and quickly stood up from the team and said respectfully, "I don't know what content your Majesty wants the minister to write?"

Emperor Changxing was a little impatient.

Every time they saw these moves, one or two of them were shocked.Although every answer is respectful and polite, but only dare to act after asking in detail, for fear of making a wrong step.

Is this what a young man looks like in high spirits?
"Write whatever you want, write whatever comes to your mind." Emperor Changxing said.

Chi Zhongyu's face was full of embarrassment.

Although it is inexplicable, it has no choice but to show off.

Fortunately, he practiced calligraphy hard for many years, withstood the pressure in full view, and wrote good calligraphy.

In order to show his knowledge, he also wrote articles full of flowers.

"Old teacher?"

However, Emperor Changxing was not at all interested in admiring the calligraphy and knowledge of the contemporary number one scholar, and turned his head to look at the gray-haired old master.

"Your Majesty. The old minister is here." The old grand master cupped his hands.

Stepping forward under the stunned eyes of everyone, he carefully marked the words written by Chi Zhongyu in pinyin.

"What is this?" The ministers looked at a loss.

After a long time, the old master finished marking the pinyin, and only then did the young children come forward.

"Master Fan," he smiled and looked at the Minister of Rites, "I have more than a hundred children between the ages of three and seven. You can point them to come forward and let them read the essays written by Zhuangyuan Lang."

hum~
The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were even more in an uproar.

"Really or not? The old grand master really doesn't want to make a name for himself. If he makes a big hit, he will shake the sky. Where can he find so many child prodigies?"

"Of course it's true. This is the Royal Study Room, and the Grand Master's family can't bear the crime of deceiving the emperor."

Amid the din, Fan Wen stepped forward in disbelief.

He glanced at his old friend worriedly, and seeing that the old master was still calm, he was quietly relieved.

"The second little girl in the third row," Fan Wen casually pointed to a girl who was neither tall nor short, and beckoned her to come forward.

The son of the grand master's mansion looked timid, but gritted his teeth and walked over.

When I first entered this imperial study room, I saw the splendor and splendor everywhere, and I was so scared that the minds of the children were blank and their feet were weak.

Among so many people, the young children only knew the old grand master and the current grand master Ren Yi.If they hadn't been taught not to be afraid when they were in the Grand Master's Mansion, they would have been so scared that they didn't know what to say.

That is, Fan Wenxin is kind.Only then did a little girl who looked calm but frightened come out.

"Don't be afraid, little girl. What's your name?"

"Return to my lord, this servant is called Qiuju."

The people in the room all looked weird.

Knowing that sooner or later he would go to the palace to testify, the Grand Master's Mansion prepared clothes for these hundreds of families to give birth to.Therefore, the high-ranking officials in the palace did not know the identities of these children before.

When they heard this, everyone knew that since they were the sons of servants of the Grand Master's Mansion.

Many people silently took half a step back.

Chi Zhongyu gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

Why is this unreasonable, the Grand Master's Mansion actually finds a group of servants to read the article of this champion, who is this looking down upon?
Fan Wen didn't realize it, and comforted her a few words, then pointed to the article that had been hung up, and asked Qiu Ju to read the first word.

"My lord, do you only need to read one word?" The little maid asked weakly.

Fan Wen was taken aback, then smiled and said, "If you know how, you can keep reading."

Qiuju nodded, and began to read word by word.

(End of this chapter)