The students shouted loud and inspiring slogans and marched in unison past the rostrum. The parade-style report performance was inspiring.
After all the students enter the venue, the boxing performance will begin.
Hundreds of students were full of vigor, with stern faces, waving their fists, and their movements might not be very precise, but they were full of momentum. The whole scene was exciting and cool, which made people's blood boil.
The eldest prince's face flushed red, and he was very excited, "Sister Qingping, I also want to practice this boxing."
Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, "Okay, although I can't become a martial arts master, I can strengthen my body."
It is good for your health to move your muscles and do some exercises every day.
The emperor subconsciously asked, "The boxing technique that Shaoxuan gave me?"
He knew that Mu Wanqing was very intelligent, but she was not a genius who was both civil and military. She knew nothing about martial arts and was a weak woman who could not even tie a chicken.
Mu Wanqing didn't even blink, "Well, he thinks it's enough for students to practice this. As long as they practice to perfection, they will have no problem protecting themselves."
She had wanted to use military boxing before, but after thinking about it, she gave up because she couldn't find the source.
She simply found Du Shaoxuan and asked him to compile a simple set of boxing techniques for the students.
Du Shaoxuan’s army has training in this area, and it can be used with just a little adjustment.
She looked at the sweaty little figures with a look of satisfaction in her eyes, "What our school wants is students who are good at morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor."
It took her a lot of effort to help these students go from being resistant and repulsive at the beginning to actively cooperating now.
The emperor was very interested, "Why?"
Mu Wanqing said casually, "Good moral character, wisdom, good health, a certain aesthetic sense, and mastery of various labor skills."
The emperor thought about it carefully and found it quite interesting.
"I plan to have the eldest prince come to study for one day every five days. Please make the arrangements then."
Mu Wanqing didn't expect that he would really let the eldest prince come to school. The prince leaving the palace was a big deal.
"It's hard to arrange classes one after another. Why not pick one month to study intensively and systematically?"
The emperor thought about it and it made sense. "Okay, let's discuss it later."
When officials arrived at the school one after another, all they heard was deafening cheers.
They stood at the entrance of the playground, stunned.
They saw the students fighting one-on-one, and they looked very professional, with false steps, side blows, thrusts, and hooks all working very realistically.
Are you sure? These spoiled kids can actually practice fighting properly? They are so agile, it's amazing.
You know, usually I have everything I want, and I can’t even put on my own clothes.
Then, something even more shocking happened to them.
The classes performed in groups, including group dances, military songs, and sword dances. The variety of performances was dazzling.
"Now, please allow the emperor to give a speech."
The students in the audience puffed out their chests, raised their little faces high, and excitement was written all over their faces.
The principal said that if they performed well, the emperor would be invited to watch the performance, so that the emperor could see their transformation and growth with his own eyes and have close contact with the emperor.
They believed and worked hard.
The moment they saw the emperor, all their tears and sweat for the past month were worth it. They were proud, excited and happy.
The emperor praised them highly and encouraged them to become excellent five-good students, study hard, and work for the court in the future.
He had high hopes for them and promised that he would attend the graduation ceremony four years later and witness their success with his own eyes.
He also said that outstanding graduates can also become officials.
This made the students very excited. Their faces turned red. The emperor praised them.
If they perform well, they can even become officials. Ahhhh, that's great.
No matter how great their fathers and brothers are, how can they be as happy as when they are powerful themselves?
A little girl suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Your Majesty, can girls also be officials?"
The scene was quiet, and all the civil and military officials looked unhappy.
The emperor nodded without hesitation, "Yes, this year's imperial examination produced two female officials, who are respectively employed in the Ministry of Revenue and the Honglu Temple. Your principal, Princess Qingping, is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, a second-rank official."
"As long as you work hard and contribute to the country, I will remember it."
Mu Wanqing fought for the right of women to take the imperial examinations. However, due to worldly views, not many people signed up, and they were rushed and unprepared, so only two people made it to the palace examination.
Moreover, in order to avoid disputes, the court did not specifically state the gender, so not many people knew about it.
But this gave countless women a glimmer of hope.
As long as you work hard enough and are strong enough, you can control your own destiny and have a say.
One of the two women admitted this time is the granddaughter of the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, Lu Fang, who is now Mu Wanqing's secretary.
One was the daughter of the chief academic officer of the Imperial College, named Fu Mingyu. She had a strong talent for languages and went to the Honglu Temple.
To be honest, neither of these two families is open-minded, but when their daughters became officials, their attitudes changed, from disapproval to acquiescence, and even the family's political resources were tilted towards them.
I can only say that in the face of interests, everything is nothing and principles mean nothing.
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers from the audience.
Civil and military officials felt mixed emotions.
"Now we are awarding the most outstanding student." The host's sonorous voice sounded, "The most outstanding student of the first military training is... Guo Zijian."
All the students looked at the little fat boy in the front row and cried with envy.
General Yongyi couldn't believe his ears. It must be the same name, right? It must not be his son.
Colleagues around him were envious and jealous, "Lao Guo, it's your son. Your kid has made it big."
To be able to show your face in front of the emperor is a blessing that you could never ask for.
General Guo's mind was blank and his heart was pounding. He was more excited than when he was on the battlefield killing enemies.
"Are you sure you heard me right? It's me, that trouble-making little devil who no one can control?"
He had no choice but to send his most favored youngest son to school. His mother had spoiled the child to the point of being lawless and getting into trouble all the time. It would be too late if he didn't change his ways at this age.
Whenever he disciplined his child at home, his mother would always jump out to stop him, so he had no choice but to send him to Princess Qingping.
He only wanted his son to be a little playboy who didn't cause trouble, had a sense of awe, and learned to take care of himself.
How could he believe that someone with such low standards was suddenly named the best student?
The colleague raised his chin, snorted coldly, and said sourly, "Look, the one walking with his hands and feet together is your son, right?"
General Guo couldn't help laughing. Was the brat too excited? "It's him. Good, really good. How did Princess Qingping do it?"
How does she discipline her children?
Who knows? Anyway, the parents present were all confused, as if they were dreaming and this couldn’t be true.
Guo Zijian walked onto the stage with his hands and feet trembling, but no one laughed at him. How could a ten-year-old child not be excited to show up in front of so many people?
He paid his respects to the emperor in a very proper and proper manner.
The emperor personally helped him up and patted him on the back, "Guo Zijian, I will remember you. I hope that in four years, you will become the best graduate."
Guo Zijian cried out, shedding tears of excitement, "Yes, I will try my best, Your Majesty, I will not let you down."
A month ago he would never have dreamed that such a day would come.
How could a naughty little bully like him stand in front of the emperor!
He brought honor to the family!
He secretly vowed to do his best, not be afraid of hardship or fatigue, and be the best person.
Not only him, but other students were also deeply inspired and excited.
Mu Wanqing's lips curled up slightly. If the emperor could come out and take charge, there would be nothing to worry about in her school.
The emperor gained more prestige, the children were encouraged, and the school received unanimous praise.
From now on, parents will become the school’s most staunch supporters, and anyone who dares to run the school will first ask them whether they agree.
Is it easy to find a good school these days?
The only ones who get hurt are the parents who bother to send their children in.
After the performance, the emperor did not rush back to the palace, but visited the school and tried the school cafeteria.
Today's dishes are particularly rich, with twenty meat dishes, twenty vegetarian dishes, four dim sum, two soups and porridges, and two staple foods, all laid out in a row, still steaming and particularly tempting.
The emperor and the eldest prince both picked a few dishes. The palace only started using iron pans to cook in the past two years, and the dishes were provided by Mu Wanqing.
Mu Wanqing invited them to sit in the private room. Who would dare to come in and eat in the cafeteria?
Dishes were brought in one by one, and the eunuchs tasted them first.
Mu Wanqing only ordered a portion of steamed egg with minced meat, Kung Pao chicken, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, a pork rib soup, and a small bowl of rice. This was her standard meal.
The eldest prince looked at it eagerly, "Sister Qingping, does the school prepare so much food every day?"
He was a little impatient to go to school. Although the imperial cuisine in the palace was delicious, why did he feel more tempted by these dishes?
"Usually it's half, today it's a reward for them." Mu Wanqing took a sip of soup slowly, "Usually they eat as much as they should, and those who waste food will be punished by standing."
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Guo Zijian ran towards his parents with the medal in his hand. Mrs. Guo hugged him tightly, her eyes full of heartache. "Zijian, my child, you have suffered so much and have lost so much weight..."
"I'm not thin, I'm just stronger." Guo Zijian handed over the medal and showed it off proudly, "Look at my medal, it was awarded to me by the emperor himself. Father, do you have a medal? No, hahahaha."
General Guo: ...little bastard.
Guo Zijian kept showing off, and Mrs. Guo was very supportive and kept hugging her son and praising him non-stop.
General Guo rolled his eyes upon seeing this, saying that a loving mother often spoils her child.
But the wildly raised corners of his mouth revealed his mood at the moment.
"Zijian, how did you do it?"
Guo Zijian blinked and said, "Just keep practicing."
General Guo didn't understand. "You don't wear clothes at home, and you don't like to walk. You need servants to carry you."
Guo Zijian's chubby face was full of smiles. "I just wanted to eat cake at first. Only the best cooks can get a cream cake and a hamburger and fried chicken."
He is a foodie.
Mrs. Guo didn't understand, "What is that?"
"It's really delicious." Guo Zijian said happily, holding one person in each hand, "The food in our cafeteria is really delicious, many of which I have never seen before. I eat three big bowls of rice for every meal. Come on, I'll take you to eat."
General Guo and his wife looked at each other. All the new things here made them feel as if they were being eliminated by the times.
Mrs. Guo asked tentatively, "Your principal is very fierce. Does he usually beat or scold you?"
At home, she often heard her husband talk about who Princess Qingping scolded today. How could she not be worried?
The little fat boy was unhappy. "What nonsense are you talking about? Our principal is kind and beautiful. There is no one better than her in the world. Mom, how can you say that about our selfless principal? It's so disheartening. Go and apologize to her."
General Guo and his wife: ...
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