My uncle's name is Zhu Di

Chapter 108 The gongs and drums are loud, firecrackers are all

Zhu Di was in a good mood, "You brothers, uncles and nephews, with one heart and one mind, can make our Ming Dynasty more and more prosperous. I am so relieved... Come, drink!"

Zhu Di toasted frequently, drinking to his heart's content, even Xu Jingchang smiled, looking at Jian Yi, Xia Yuanji and others, "Don't be sour, let's have a drink!"

These people swear to God, if Zhu Di wasn't there, they would definitely kill Xu Jingchang.

While toasting, Jian Yi leaned into Xu Jingchang's ear and whispered, "Mr. Ding, you have won, but please hold your hands high, don't kill them all."

Xu Jingchang said with a bitter face: "I'm sorry, Jian Tianguan, I've already made up my mind, next time you tell me in advance!"

Jian Yi gritted his molars and rattled, but there was nothing he could do.

He found that it was a big mistake to dismiss Xu Jingchang's envoy.

Frankly speaking, although Xu Jingchang is the general governor, although he is hateful, he can still protect the interests of civil servants. In dealing with the cabinet and other matters, he stands with the six ministries.

It's all right now, without the shackles of an official position, this kid has completely let himself go.

As soon as he came up, he made a big move, and he didn't even have a grasp if he tried to pinch him, it made people want to cry without tears.

And what makes people want to cry is still behind... The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet ended, and the next day, Zhu Di wrote an inscription: The best private school in the world, and he was sent to the school.

From then on, Xu Jingchang's crap got a name.

Still royally sanctioned.

Are you not convinced?

Then ask His Majesty to write one for you too!
Anyway, even if you are a speech officer, you can't stipulate that the emperor is not allowed to write inscriptions on private schools, right?

There is no reason for this.

What's more, it's the place where the emperor's grandson studies.

Then the big guy saw the next scene... After getting the imperial pen, it was immediately made into a gold plaque and hung at the entrance of the school.

Then you saw thousands of students inside, dressed in neat clothes, walking out with sonorous steps.

A long queue came to pay homage to Yubi.

When Xu Jingchang got the school, at first it was just to gather the refugees and find a place for them to settle down, where they could learn some crafts properly and not starve.

In everyone's imagination, this place is no different from a ruined temple. The people inside are all beggars and refugees, with ragged clothes, sallow and emaciated faces, as pitiful as they can be.

But this time they opened their eyes wide.

These young people were clean and tidy, tall and strong, and their steps were uniform.

If the civilian clothes on the body are replaced with armor, they can be equal to the soldiers and horses of the imperial court.

Xu Jingchang actually hid a soldier under the eyes of the capital?
What are the people in the Ministry of War doing?
Liu Jun!

Are you blind?

Liu Shangshu is also full of grievances, don't blame me, the Ministry of Households also gave money, what did they do, Xia Shangshu doesn't know?

The courtiers complained to each other and scolded their mothers angrily.

On the other side, after looking up at the imperial brush, all the students knelt down to Zhu Di's imperial brush in unison.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you for the grace of heaven, and serve my emperor until you die!"

The students yelled over and over again, with great momentum, attracting countless ordinary people who watched the excitement.

Many people gave a thumbs up, thank you for your kindness, great job!

Without His Majesty's relief, these refugees would have died long ago.

Allegiance to my emperor is also due.

Some people even cast envious eyes, these mud-legged people turned out to be disciples of the Son of Heaven, if we had known this, we would have come in to study, even if it cost a little money, it was worth it!
Some smart people simply came to inquire about what conditions they need to enroll.

If that's all, that's all.

It can only be regarded as a small excitement in Yingtian City, and the discussion is over after a few sentences.

But it was a pity that the fire had already been lit, how could Xu Jingchang let it be extinguished casually.

"I said Han Wang, these people are all your talents... How big your business can grow in the future depends on this time."

Zhu Gaoxu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I know what's in my heart! I will never give up until Yingtian's sky is blown up!"

Xu Jingchang was startled subconsciously, let's make some noise, but don't make too much noise!

But how could Zhu Gaoxu listen to Xu Jingchang? He said in front of Zhu Di that he would spend [-] guan, but how much he actually spent was not up to him.

Zhu Gaoxu invited not only the dragon and lion dances, but also [-] kinds of musical instruments, all of which were brought out.

The most costly thing is the astonishing number of fireworks and firecrackers.

Didn't Zhu Gaoxu discover that the soil of the toilet can be used to refine Glauber's salt while doing old things?
He has really developed this business. Now Zhu Gaoxu owns the largest gunpowder factory in Yingtian City, which produces the most fireworks and firecrackers. Because of its high quality and low price, it has already started to make a profit.

But not enough!
Zhu Gaoxu wants to use this opportunity to shake the world!
He took out the firecrackers in stock and prepared them along the road. Accompanied by Zhu Zhanji, the drums were loud and the firecrackers blared, so that the people of Yingtian could see our strength!

The second uncle has worked so hard, and the third uncle can't neglect it... Zhu Gaosui figured it out very well, he wanted the newspaper to sell well, it must have a hot spot and continue to attract people.

And there is another problem, Zhu Gaosui has already figured it out.

For things like newspapers, the pursuit of circulation, the more you sell, the more you earn.

So if you run a Yingtian Poetry Newspaper, Scholars Zatan, etc... then I'm sorry, it can only be limited to Shilin. Although there are many scholars in Yingtian City, there is always a limit.

And if you want to expand your influence, you must open up the private market and win the support of the public.

Note that this is talking about citizens, not farmers.

After all, it is difficult for ordinary people who make a living by farming and farming to have spare money to read newspapers.

What do citizens care about most?

They are not hereditary nobles like Xu Jingchang, nor are they wealthy businessmen or officials.

They have some money and some ability to make money, and their lives are better than ordinary people, but they are always in fear, for fear that there will be changes, or that their children and grandchildren will lose their fortunes.

If that's the case, most likely he will get out of Ying Tian.

So they are willing to spend money on education, and they are willing to invest in the next generation.

Learn a skill and you can support yourself.

By the way, I'm also a classmate of the emperor's grandson, so I have a lot of face.

Is there such a good thing?
Exams for candidates and Jinshi are too difficult, and the chances are slim, why don't you come to this world's number one private school...

Zhu Gaosui grasped the mentality of the common people, and began to report on the school with a long list of articles, and also published extras, which were given away for free.

What's more interesting is that the school is open to the common people.

Those who are interested can bring their children here, go to the school to attend lectures, go to the cafeteria to pay a little money, have a lunch, read newspapers and have activities in the afternoon.

Xu Jingchang's tinkering school is entertaining and entertaining, and the content is practical.

For those traditional private schools, it is simply a blow to dimensionality reduction.

Some parents took their children, saw it once, and decided to stay.

If we had known about helping refugees in this way, let us be refugees too.

In the capital, the wind is raging... Everyone is talking about it.

Everything reached its peak on the day His Royal Highness praised the official.

"My dear son, you have shown your face to dad!" Fatty Zhu hugged Zhu Zhanji, not to mention how happy he was.

But Zhu Zhanji was not happy at all, "Father, my second uncle paid the money, and the third uncle gave the residence newspaper. What do you mean, dear father?"

Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyelids, "Stinky boy, I gave birth to you, why are you still not satisfied? Dare to ask your father for favors, be careful I will spank your ass!"

Zhu Zhanji was so angry that he clenched his fists, the dog father is shameless, just wait!
I grew up to make you look good!
There is no way, Zhu Zhanji put on a crown suit, a golden crown and a jade belt, and sat on a white horse. He looked so majestic that he really looked like a descendant of a dragon.

Zhu Gaochi looked full of liking, anyway, he never enjoyed this kind of treatment when he was a child.

"Okay, don't be wronged, dad will lead you out."

Zhu Gaochi took the rein of the horse and led his precious son outside.

When they came out, they were immediately surrounded by many guards in brocade clothes wearing flying fish suits with spring knives embroidered on their waists.

Xu Jingchang smiled all over his face, "His Royal Highness, let me make it clear to you that this is not a guard of honor for the emperor's grandson, but this time it is a special case. In order to ensure everything is safe, Jin Yiwei will replace Ying Tianfu and be responsible for safety, you know?"

Zhu Gaochi can't laugh or cry, of course I know, you are deceiving yourself and others.

Let's not talk about anything else, there are so many high-level Jinyiwei.Escorting the emperor and grandson to go out, the momentum is huge and menacing.

Who can you tell that it is not a guard of honor? Who can believe it?
The fake show is sung for real, and the singing is more real than the real one.

But this Cai'er was for his son, and Zhu Gaochi couldn't say anything.

"Dingguo Gong, be careful, don't startle the horses."

Xu Jingchang nodded repeatedly, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Therefore, someone had already taken out cotton, plugged Zhu Zhanji's horse's ears, and covered its eyes, just to be led.

Behind Zhu Zhanji, there are nine other students, all of whom are considered as the first batch of top students. They don't wear imperial uniforms, but they all wear red and colorful colors, with pheasant feathers on their heads, like a groom.

In fact, this is not accurate, because the dress of the groom's official is a fake imitating the number one scholar.But the number one scholar comes once every three years, but there are groom officials every day.

So it is not surprising that there was a misunderstanding.

As for the Ministry of Etiquette, if someone pursues the matter and says that they casually wore the clothes of the number one scholar, Xu Jingchang can retaliate to them. Our students are only wearing the clothes of the groom’s official. There is no rule against wearing the clothes of the groom’s official on the street, right?

In a word, Xu Jingchang made everything look like a boasting official on the imperial street, but left room for no excuse for attacking others.

This operation is absolutely perfect.

"Okay, let's go!"

As soon as Xu Jingchang's words fell, ten firecrackers flew into the sky, exploding in the air, thunder and thunder!

With the sound as a signal, the drums and music were immediately loud, the firecrackers were fired, the crowds were crowded, and the flags and banners were unfurled.

Not to mention it's a fake, even if it's a real Yujie Kuaguan, it's not so lively.

Those young people who followed Zhu Zhanji's glory all flushed and their hearts were beating!Such a big scene, I dare not imagine in my life.

This is how much virtue has been accumulated!

They were like this, and those ordinary people who looked at boasting officials were even more excited, and their eyes were so greedy... As they spoke, people kept running to the school.

We also want to be the classmate of the emperor's grandson!

"Give them a couple of colors, and you can open a dyeing workshop." Zhu Di looked down from the restaurant, and suddenly he found that today's firecrackers were particularly loud.

"Young master, is this done by the second child?"

Yao Guangxiao nodded, "It's true, His Royal Highness the King of Han is truly outstanding, and his sons and grandchildren are all talented. This is His Majesty's great joy."

(End of this chapter)