Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1325 Famine and Natural Disaster 484

"Teacher, we can't delay the teaching any longer."

Zhou Ting deeply agrees with this. The problem is that it takes time to gather knowledgeable people from humble backgrounds.

"What the poor children lack is an opportunity to study, and books." Mingyi continued to talk about the problem, "The Zhou Palace has a lot of resources, and there is no shortage of books. Why not post a notice to recruit all the poor children who have passed the imperial examinations and scholars, and if they are willing, they can come to the palace to copy books. The palace will keep the originals, and use the handwritten copies to set up a library for all the scholars in the world to borrow and read."

"Borrowing?" Fan Qingzhi was puzzled and asked slowly, "Same as the bookstore?"

You can borrow books in the store but you cannot take them out.

Zhou Ting looked at the little girl opposite him, and seeing the cunning in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little hopeful, "Yiyi, tell me more about it."

"Bookshops cannot take books out of the shop. Our book pavilion allows people to borrow books from inside. People can also pay some silver as a guarantee. Anyone who pays the money can borrow the books. The books must be returned in the same way they were borrowed. They must not be damaged. If they are damaged, they must re-copy the books and be fined one ounce of silver."

"It's not a lot of money, but it can be regarded as a curse to them to cherish their books. Re-copying a copy is to replace the damaged books. In this way, the poor students should cherish the hard-won learning opportunities."

"What if some clans, rich kids, or powerful kids damage it intentionally? One tael of silver is nothing to them. Once the library is opened, do we need to assign some people to supervise the copyists?" Fan Qingzhi quickly discovered the loophole.

“Teacher, if the children of the powerful, the rich, or the clans want to enter the library, a rule must be set. They must follow the rules of the library. If there are any objections, the owner and the waiter can ask them to leave at any time. With the royal palace behind them, they will not do anything to offend the palace, unless they are so stubborn that they are not afraid of being held accountable.” Ming Yi thought about it. The children of the powerful have received a lot of resources since childhood, and they have developed a sense of superiority since childhood. They may not understand the purpose of the royal palace setting up a library.

Their cognition and ignorance may really cause a stir. "If there are people who are really not afraid, then we should kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, so that they will remember it once and for all."

Zhou Ting nodded, this is the best way at the moment.

Fan Qingzhi said: "If things really get tense, and we don't have much time to deal with these things, what should we do?"

"Teacher, are we going to throw the baby out with the bathwater?"

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"Teacher, our goal is to train useful talents. No matter what happens, there will be good and bad. We can't just stop moving forward because of something that has not happened, just because of our guesses, speculations, and conjectures, right?"

  Brahma Qing Zhi:

"Okay, I understand. You must do it." He quickly interrupted the little disciple and asked her to ask a few more questions. He couldn't help but wonder if he was really old and useless.

Mingyi saw that he had no intention of objecting, and she felt relieved; since the teacher had no intention of objecting, then it would be easy to deal with.

"Teacher, it's not that I have to do this, but the poor children need this opportunity." Mingyi stated the facts. "For thousands of years, books have been monopolized by clans and the rich. They don't make their collections public. Why? For their own children and family heritage. Similarly, their actions are beneficial to themselves, but have no benefit for the poor children, and are extremely harmful to the country and the people."

"Sometimes students wonder, if books could be made public, anyone could read them; if they wanted to read, they could read them, so that they could learn no less than the children of clans and the rich and powerful. What would happen to the world then? Would there be more talented people? Would the poor be able to compete with the clans? Would the clans no longer be a threat, and would there be people among the poor who could check and balance the clans? Would the clans still be as rampant as they are now?"

A series of questions brought back the huge gap between the clans and the poor children that Fan Qingzhi had seen in his earlier years.

  What was he thinking at that time?

Oh, yes, what he was thinking was that the clan’s children were excellent and talented, and that the children from poor families could not reach them.

But he had never thought deeply about these issues. To put it bluntly, he was also born into a powerful clan and enjoyed the resources and benefits provided by his family. He could not deeply understand the difficulties of children from poor families and could not empathize with them, which led to his having the same mentality as those children from powerful clans to some extent.

There was sympathy for the poor, but no effective response was taken and nothing was done for the children of poor families.

Just as Ming Yi said, if all books in the world were no longer secrets, and if poor students were given a chance, would they go that far? How many people would be able to come before them?

He is looking forward to it.

"Mingyi, I am waiting to see what you say." This gave her an invisible signal of support for her fantasy, allowing her to go ahead and do it.

Zhou Ting was attracted by Ming Yi's confident and dazzling appearance. The more he looked at her, the more he admired her. His heart was beating violently, like thunder.

A burning gaze was staring at her, how could she not feel it?

Mingyi followed his line of sight and met his burning gaze. Her eyes were calm and pure as she said to him silently, "How is my suggestion?"

The corners of Zhou Ting's mouth rose more and more, and he nodded slightly in affirmation.

Mingyi raised her chin slightly, looking proud and bright, yet elegant and proud.

Fan Qingzhi held a cup of tea, immersed in reflection; after all, his thoughts were covered with a layer of shackles due to the secular world and the education he received since childhood. It would have been fine if no one had pointed it out, but when he suddenly woke up, he felt a little at a loss.

absurd.

I began to seriously question the upbringing I had received previously.

Mingyi grew up among the common people and could see the hardships faced by children from poor families and the tears and blood they shed in trying to make a way out; but he could not see clearly and thought he was doing his best for the people.

He just thought so.

  Is he sorry to the people of the world?

When this question came up, unsurprisingly, he felt that he had let the people down.

The shattered worldview made Fan Qingzhi unable to recover even after returning to the palace.

Relatively speaking, Joshua Wong accepted it well.

The little boy and girl held hands and had endless things to talk about; whether it was about their enthusiasm for playing or the importance of the palace's development and education, they could talk for a long time.

That night, they stayed up all night in Tao Yiyuan, chatting all night long.

The next day.

It was a rare sunny day, and a ray of sunshine broke through the darkness covering the northwest sky and illuminated the earth.

Mingyi and Zhou Ting slept until noon, then got up, packed up and went to Fufeng Court for lunch.

When they saw the dark circles under the teacher's eyes, they looked at each other. Zhou Ting showed understanding. Mingyi wondered if the teacher couldn't sleep because of what he said in Zui Xiang Lou last night.

That’s right, what I said yesterday was against the moral principles of today’s world.

"Teacher, didn't you sleep all night?" Mingyi walked forward with concern and asked in a soft voice.

After Zhou Ting bowed and greeted him, he sat on the stool.

Fan Qingzhi shook his head with a tired look on his face and pinched his brows. He had a headache after reorganizing his worldview all night.