Chapter 123 Is This An Emperor Or A Thief?
When he heard that the second elder brother was about to be deprived of the throne, Zhu Di understood why he had become so depressed after not seeing him for a few days.

This is going through life's ups and downs.
On the other hand, Chu Ze didn't take it seriously at all. If he really wanted to strip King Qin of his throne, he probably would have done so long ago.

Still need to delay so long?

"I came here today to give Xiongying a class, and I want to discuss something with you by the way."

After Zhu Biao heard that Chu Ze planned to teach Zhu Xiongying a class.

He, who was still doing ideological work for Zhu Xi, suddenly became interested.

Educating a younger brother is a big deal, but educating a son is also a big deal.

"That's just right. Xiongying and Old Twelve are getting tired of being together every day, so I'll ask someone to call them here?"

"Okay, call them here, where am I going to have classes?"

"Let's just learn from this classroom. It was packed up and taught to Xiongying and the others. You can use it first. If it's not suitable, you can change to another place when the time comes."

"If the East Palace is inconvenient, you can simply ask Father for an unused palace. Come here as you see fit."

When it comes to Chu Ze's help in educating children, Zhu Biao has always focused on Chu Ze's convenience.

After asking Chu Ze for his opinion, he directly arranged for someone to call Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bo.

And the four of them, with their attendants, carried the blackboard and walked towards the school hall.

After they set up the blackboard and set up the seats, Zhu Biao couldn't help being interested in the chalk that Chu Ze brought.

Grab one, and try to write on the blackboard with some unfamiliarity.

When he saw the extremely conspicuous handwriting left on the blackboard, Zhu Biao couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

"You'll still figure out a way."

After putting the chalk back on the table, Zhu Biao tried to wipe off all the writing on it.

With a touch of burlap, the blackboard is still the same blackboard.

It seems to be quite convenient.

"What are you going to teach them later?"

Although Zhu Biao still trusts Chu Ze, trust belongs to him.

What should be asked, he still wants to ask.

After all, this is an education issue, and no parent will not care about it.

"This is also one of the things I want to tell you today. If you study in this era, most of them are learning some ancient Chinese classics, such as the Four Books and Five Classics."

"However, there are many things we learn in later generations, and the subjects are also very complicated. It involves a wide range of subjects."

"I can only use many things, but I may not be able to tell them."

After Zhu Biao patted the chalk dust on his body, he only nodded in approval of Chu Ze's explanation.

There are some things that I really know myself, but I can't explain them in detail.

And after all, a person's energy is limited, so he can't do everything.

He also understands this point better.

"Today, in addition to teaching the two little guys, there is one more thing. I want to borrow some from you. I want to rewrite a set of textbooks, a set of textbooks that are as close as possible to what I know."

"Among them, I may need to use some knowledge from your era to fill in the gaps in my memory."

"This project will be a bit big, and what I have written may have some gaps with your cognition."

"So on the way, it is estimated that I will edit while writing."

"Can you see if this can be done?"

"Well, this is no problem! If you can leave a set of documents, it will be a masterpiece! Every document is definitely the treasure of our entire Ming Dynasty. Don't worry about this matter, I will definitely help you Well arranged."

"It's how many people you need, and what kind of literature you need. You have to plan a little bit for this matter. Otherwise, the project will be too big and troublesome."

"We can try to do it step by step, as much as we can write."

Zhu Biao originally thought that Chu Ze was in some trouble again, but when he heard that he was going to compile a book, Zhu Biao just laughed.

Apart from his status as a time traveler, the reason why Zhu Biao values ​​Chu Ze so much is because of the knowledge in his mind from hundreds of years later.

As a real 'coming person'!
Chu Ze can talk about life and death, and success after knowing, these things are of course important.

But as Chu Ze himself said, after he said something, there is a high probability that it will not happen again.

If one thing does not happen, it is likely to implicate another thing that will not happen again.

So the longer he exists in this era, the more likely the future he knows will change.

After three to five years or ten years, the future that Chu Ze knows may only be known to him.

But the value of the knowledge he knew in his mind would not change over time.

But now, according to Chu Ze's words, he intends to pass down all the knowledge he knows in the form of books.

In Zhu Biao's view, this decision is definitely a good thing that has no harm.

Of course he has no reason not to support it.

Although Chu Ze was somewhat surprised by Zhu Biao's willingness to agree, but after thinking about it, it was reasonable.

The higher the status, the higher the vision will naturally be.

Knowledge itself is priceless.

"That's okay, you can help me find some people who have achieved certain achievements in mathematics, and then there are some. How should I put it, people who can understand your ancient Chinese prose, but must be obedient."

"Because what I want to do is teaching materials, not annotations. The main function is for teaching, so I plan to abandon the old sayings and directly isolate the stereotypes formulated by your father."

"Just use the vernacular style when we speak at this time to continue writing the textbook, and what we want is an easy-to-understand one."

"It's just that if I do this, some people with literati character will probably scoff at it."

"So, the priority is to be obedient. He will write whatever I ask him to write, and don't cause conflicts at that time."

Literati style, this thing is a very mysterious thing.

Because many people will easily confuse these four words with rigid and conservative.

In Chu Ze's view, the strength of character of a literati is the character of strength of character.

Loyalty, integrity and shame, etiquette and filial piety, loyalty to the emperor and serving the country, and heart to the common people.

These are all part of the character.

But if some people get it wrong, it is easy to focus mainly on the word literati instead of caring about the strength of character
So Chu Ze didn't want those people who were too rigid. He wanted to compile teaching materials, not just find someone to tell him about forgetting his ancestors.

Flexibility and progress are Chu Ze's main points of view.

As long as it is beneficial, it is good.

Then it is worth learning and promoting.

As long as it is bad and unfavorable, it should be discarded.

The great men of later generations said: If you lag behind, you can only be beaten!

"Yes, I will pay more attention to this matter. Apart from these, please tell me what other requirements you have. I will ask someone to arrange it later."

When Zhu Biao asked someone to make arrangements, he subconsciously looked at Zhu Xi next to him.

Obviously, Zhu Xi was the person he was talking about.

After Chu Ze closed his eyes and meditated for a while, he was not as polite as Zhu Biao, and asked again.

"Books about alchemists' alchemy, you can also help me pay attention to these things, but I only want to refine all kinds of things, not those things such as refining people and cultivating immortals. If you find these things, burn them directly That's it. Pure bullshit."

"Besides these, I haven't thought about anything else yet. After I think about it, I'll just be looking for you."

"OK, no problem."

After writing down all Chu Ze's requirements, Zhu Biao directly arranged for someone to pay attention to these matters.

And when they were discussing about writing textbooks.

There were also two special guests outside the school.

"Good grandson, old Twelve, after you go in, remember not to tell your father and the others that the emperor's grandpa has also come over. Let's take a look secretly. This Chu Ze will teach you something. If he dares to be blind Teach, let's beat him."

"Grandfather, but what you are doing is wrong! Father taught his grandson not to gossip about others behind their backs, and to be a human being is to act upright. You are eavesdropping. This is a low-level act."

"Hey! Sister, look at our grandson, he is such an upright person! He will definitely be promising in the future!"

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Empress Ma watched Lao Zhu confess to Zhu Xiongying.

After witnessing the whole process, she didn't know what to say other than a wry smile.

Especially when Lao Zhu heard his grandson teaching himself, instead of getting angry, he even praised his grandson with a smile.

With that old face, he could hardly close his mouth from ear to ear.

If someone else said that about him, he might jump up and kill him on the spot.

"Okay, grandson, hurry up, remember what grandpa said, don't tell your father and them!"

"All right."

Outside the school hall, Lao Zhu coaxed his grandson and son into the school hall with a smile, while he himself lay on the window, listening to the movement with his ears open.

Empress Ma on the side looked very old, and she was both funny and angry at Zhu Yuanzhang who was still doing such childish things.

"Chongba, if you want to hear what Chu Ze teaches, you can just go in and listen. Why are you doing this?"

"Hey, sister, you don't understand. If we are here, Chu Ze must be restrained. But if we are not here now, he will tell the truth, tell the truth. We really don't want this guy to teach our grandson. If there is bad water in the stomach, we are afraid that he will teach our grandson badly."

"But we can't stand Biao'er's insistence. We have no choice. We just want to see if this kid is teaching the real thing. If he dares to teach nonsense, we will take our grandson away now and stop learning from him."

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Empress Ma looked at Lao Zhu who had a serious and arrogant face, she really didn't know what to do with him.

A stubborn old man.

The main thing is, if you eavesdrop, you can eavesdrop, why do you have to bring me along.
Although Empress Ma somewhat disapproved of Lao Zhu's behavior.

But, man, just pamper him properly.

So Empress Ma simply stood aside, acquiescing to his innocuous waywardness.

And in the school hall.

Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bo also walked into the gate at this time.

When they saw the big blackboard and the two small desks in the lobby, curiosity appeared on the faces of the two children.

"Father, Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, hello teacher, Xiongying greets you all!"

"Big brother, second brother, fourth brother, hello teacher, Zhu Bo greets you all!"

Although they were full of curiosity about everything in the school at this time, the two little guys came to Zhu Biao and the others very politely, and after asking them one by one, they looked at everything in the school.

As for the arrival of the two little ones, even the decadent Zhu Xi had a rare smile on his face.

"Okay, your teacher is going to give you a formal class today. Don't worry about us, go to the desk and sit down."

After Zhu Biao reached out and rubbed the heads of the two little guys, he signaled them to prepare for class.

And the three of them stepped back.

He didn't intend to disturb Chu Ze's class at all, but he didn't leave directly either.

After all, they were also a little curious about how Chu Ze was going to teach, what class he was teaching, and what he was teaching.

"Okay, the teacher's preparations are still not very complete today. There are no textbooks for you yet, so the teacher can only write them down. You should copy them yourself first."

"Is the quill you made yesterday still there? Today we will use this to write."

"Yes, yes, we did a lot more yesterday. I also gave one to Grandpa Huang, he likes it very much."

After hearing Chu Ze mention yesterday's quill pen, Zhu Xiongying immediately became excited.

And he didn't forget to share his achievements with Chu Ze.

After hearing what he said, Chu Ze also smiled slightly.

What Lao Zhu likes is definitely not a quill. What he likes...is a gift made by his grandson himself.

But Chu Ze wouldn't talk about this kind of thing, and there's nothing wrong with making the children more proud and happy.

"Okay, since your quills are still there, the teacher will start directly. Since today is the first class, let's learn some simple things first."

"Today, the first thing we learn is pinyin. The shape of the characters may look a little strange, but the teacher will tell you later, the meaning of this thing and the meaning of existence."

After Chu Ze finished speaking, he turned around and began to draw lines on the blackboard behind him with the chalk in his hand.

But outside the school hall, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was still listening closely to his ears, frowned deeply at this moment.

Because he found that Chu Ze had just said a few words, and then he was completely silent.

'What is this guy doing? '

With this curiosity, Lao Zhu simply took out a sharpened small bamboo stick from his sleeve, and under the somewhat speechless gaze of Empress Ma.

He skillfully used the sharp end of the small bamboo stick in his hand to slowly pierce a hole in the thick paper used to paste the windows.

After putting away the small bamboo strips, squinting his eyes, he leaned directly on the window and looked inside.

This move is skillful
If you don't know that he is the emperor, you might think he is a thief.

And look at the little bamboo stick in his hand, it's obvious that he came prepared.
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