Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

"I also plan to build a school in my county in the same way as Fengyang, but the county's finances are tight and I don't know where to raise money..."

Chu Ze suddenly realized.

It turned out that County Magistrate Gao saw that Fengyang School was doing well and admired it. He wanted to emulate it, but he was troubled by a lack of funds.

He pondered for a moment, patted Gao Yuan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "County Magistrate Gao, if you want to run an education, the government must do its part. But you can also mobilize the power of the people. The people all love education, and if they donate a little bit within their capacity, it may not be impossible to build a good school."

After hearing this, Gao Yuan's eyes lit up.

Why didn't he think of this? The people put all their efforts into educating their children.

As long as the publicity is in place, raising funds may not be difficult!
Seeing him suddenly realize something, Chu Ze comforted him, "Mr. Gao, education is a long-term plan. If you are desperate, Fengyang can also provide some help. We are all working for the welfare of the people, so we should help each other, right?"

When Gao Yuan heard this, he was immediately moved.

He could not have imagined that Prince Chuze was not only a good ruler, but also had a broad mind.

Such wise and capable people are simply a reward from God to the people!
"Your Majesty, I am extremely grateful! With your words, I have nothing to worry about! After I go back, I will mobilize the people to build a school as soon as possible and provide a good place for children to study!" Gao Yuan bowed repeatedly with tears in his eyes.

Chu Ze laughed, bowed and returned the greeting, saying: "County Magistrate Gao, you are too kind. It is our duty as officials to benefit the people. If you and I work together, we will surely make the children's future even better!"

Gao Yuan was moved to tears. After bowing deeply, he said goodbye and left.

Chu Ze looked at his back and couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

In just a few days, the cycling competition caused such a big stir that officials from surrounding areas were eager to try their hand at the event in their own jurisdictions.

It seems that the seeds of thought have been quietly sown.

When the spirit of diligence and love for the people gradually takes shape, and when the needs of the people are seen, can a new era be far away?
One day a week later, Fengyang City welcomed a sunny morning. The first rays of morning light shone on the brand new primary school campus, reflecting a vibrant scene.

Chu Ze strolled in the campus that was about to be completed. Looking at the new teaching buildings rising from the ground and the green lawns spreading out on the playground, he felt a sense of pride.

"Your Highness, look at this primary school. It's probably the best in the entire Ming Dynasty, right?" Zhao Si followed closely behind Chu Ze and said excitedly.

Chu Ze showed a gratified look on his face, and nodded slowly, saying, "It is indeed good. This was built by the hard work of the craftsmen. It is a blessing for our descendants to have such a school in Fengyang."

He looked around, and wherever he saw was modern design: spacious and bright classrooms, bright and beautiful walls, everything exuded a sense of keeping up with the times.

"Zhao Si, the primary school is almost completed now, and it's time to recruit students. Send people to post notices throughout the city, saying that all children aged seven and above, regardless of their wealth, can register for admission. Our school is to give every child the opportunity to study!" Chu Ze ordered.

Zhao Si patted his chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will do it right away! I will make sure that all parents in the city will know about it and ask them to send their children to school!"

As soon as the news was posted, it immediately caused an uproar in Fengyang City. When the common people heard that the primary school was finally going to be built and they could send their children to school without spending any money, they were all very happy and brought their children to sign up.

"That's great! My son Goudan can go to school too!" Aunt Zhang happily took her grandson's hand and put his fingerprint on the registration book.

"Yes, we are a poor family and cannot afford the tuition. Your Majesty's decision is truly merciful!" Uncle Li nodded repeatedly with excitement.

For a while, the registration line was very long. The parents were all very happy, and the children were jumping for excitement, unable to wait to walk into the school gate.

However, among the happy crowd, there were also a few children who looked sad or even crying.

"Uncle Wang, why is Uncle Li's son crying like this? Didn't they say he could go to school?" A chubby girl pulled the sleeve of a big man next to her and asked curiously.

The big man sighed and explained in a low voice: "Alas, you don't understand. Old Farmer Li is the only laborer in his family. If his son goes to school, there will be no one to work at home. Besides, what does a farmer need to know how to read?"

The girl pouted and said unconvincedly, "But the prince said that every child has the right to go to school. How can Uncle Li not let his son go to school?"

The big man shook his head, patted the girl's head lovingly and said, "Silly girl, it's not that easy. We are a poor family, and we rely on a few acres of thin land to make a living. If the child doesn't help with the work, how can we support the whole family? It's better to learn a skill than to study."

These words drew echoes from those around.

Many poor families, although they hope their children can go to school, simply cannot spare the manpower.

The news soon reached Chu Ze's ears.

The patrolling yamen runners reported that there were still many children in the city who could not go to school because their families were poor, and they were all crying on the streets, looking very sad.

After hearing this, Chu Ze remained silent with a frown on his face.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "Studying has never been the exclusive privilege of the rich. What we want is to ensure that every child, regardless of their wealth, can receive an education! If we let children drop out of school, wouldn't that ruin their future?"

Zhao Si asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, what can we do? We can't force those poor families to send their children here, right? They really lack labor at home."

Chu Ze was deep in thought, his brows furrowed.

After a moment, he raised his head and said slowly: "Zhao Si, go and pass on my order. Send out yamen runners to go around the city and nearby villages and make careful inquiries to verify how many families are extremely poor and whose children have dropped out of school."

Zhao Si accepted the order and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Your Majesty! I'll do it right away!"

Chu Ze instructed again: "Tell those poor families that letting their children study is the fundamental way to change their fate. An illiterate poor child will continue to suffer poverty and hardship when he grows up. Only by reading books and learning knowledge can they hope to get out of poverty and support themselves!"

Zhao Si said in agreement: "Your Majesty is right! Only by studying can we have a future. Children from poor families should learn knowledge!" (End of this chapter)