Use benefits to lure them, or give them practical benefits, so that they will take the initiative to read and learn simple mathematical calculations.
The emperor did not think there was anything wrong with his approach. It was just that given the living standards of the common people at that time, it was very difficult for them to read and write.
Being busy all day long for a living and not having the conditions and environment to study, it all comes down to one word: poverty.
Not only were people poor in ancient times, but even in modern history, people were poor too. They wanted to learn, but they had no money to pay tuition, no money to hire a teacher, no money...
Even now, the policies and measures introduced by the emperor cannot cover everything, and not all Ming Dynasty citizens can enjoy the right to education.
But there are changes, some of them quite significant. Even though there were village schools and clan schools in ancient times, they still cannot compare to today's.
Night school is a new form of universal education, open to people of all ages. As long as you're willing to learn, you can take a one-hour course each evening, free of charge.
As long as the village students or scholars were willing to become teachers, their families would be exempted from all taxes, and after three years, their rank would be promoted to a higher level. When students became scholars, and scholars became juren, they could be included in the list of candidates selected by the Ministry of Personnel.
Teaching is beneficial and learning is motivated. The emperor believed that only in this way could his plan for universal education not become a fantasy.
Chen-Hong-Ying
Yingzi wrote her name neatly, looking left and right, feeling happy and pleased with her learning achievements.
Reluctantly smoothing the sand with her hand, Yingzi wrote Zhang Zhuzi, her husband's name. Looking at those three words, she smiled happily.
Hearing the sound of the courtyard door outside, Yingzi stood up and walked out of the house. It turned out that it was her father who came back from the fields.
"Dad, wash your face and rest for a while." Yingzi scooped water and brought a basin, saying, "I'll go heat up some rice and eat it when Zhuzi comes back."
Yingzi's father came forward and took the basin, saying, "What are you busy with? Just take a rest. You don't need to heat up the rice, I'll just add some firewood."
After washing his face hastily, Yingzi's father rushed into the kitchen, added firewood to the fire, lit a pack of cigarettes, and smoked it.
Looking at his daughter's slightly shaped figure, he smiled sincerely, thought for a moment, and said, "Don't go to night school. Just learn to write your own name and recognize the men's and women's restrooms."
Yingzi blinked her big eyes and smiled, "It's okay as long as Zhuzi is with me."
After a pause, she added: "It's good to know more words. You can teach them to your children in the future!" As she spoke, her face turned slightly red.
When Yingzi's father heard the word "child", he opened his mouth, then laughed, nodded with great relief, and stopped forcing Yingzi.
"Dad, you eat some first." Yingzi said, approaching the stove and using a piece of firewood to dig in the ashes under the stove, revealing two potatoes with burnt and blackened skin.
This year, over 60% of the land allocated to the Liao people was planted with potatoes, with the remainder planted with rye, corn, and peanuts. Each family was only given 10% of the land for their own use, which they could plant as they pleased.
The Liao people had no idea how much potatoes could be produced, but they dared not disobey the government's mandatory requirements.
Of course, potatoes were not harvested in autumn, but a lot of them were shipped from Zhili, which saved a lot of money compared to transporting grain from the south and overseas.
"This stuff is delicious. I like it baked like this."
Yingzi's father chuckled and reached out to pick one up. His calloused hands weren't too afraid of the heat. He broke it open, revealing the fragrant, pale yellow potato soil.
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