As soon as Xinhua Academy was opened, the number of students who signed up was almost overwhelming.
The academy does not accept everyone. All students must pass the examination set by Chen Lan before they are eligible for admission.
Once screened.
Some of them were poor students who failed the imperial examination that year and were exiled due to literary inquisition or other reasons.
The other part was exiled officials, both civil servants and military generals, including those who had impeached Zhang Ge Lao, Empress Zhang, and the third prince.
The rest of the people will all be auditors and will be able to officially enroll only after passing the school entrance examination.
The primary school is for unenlightened children, the middle school is for students, and the high school is for scholars and juren.
Those who worked or farmed during the day also had teachers at night to teach them how to write their names and recognize simple characters.
According to Jiang Zhenyu, the goal is to eliminate illiterate people in Dajing.
The moonlight was as bright as water. Jiang Zhenyu, holding a proposal, knocked on the door of Xiao Jingzhou's study.
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Jiang Zhenyu heard the sound and pushed the door open.
As soon as she stepped into the house, she saw Shen Lan standing up awkwardly.
Shen Lan said respectfully: "Miss Jiang."
Jiang Zhenyu smiled gently: "No need to do this, you make me uncomfortable."
Chen Lan sat down with a wry smile, looking at the thing in her hand with some curiosity.
"What's this?"
Jiang Zhenyu was originally delivering a business plan, so he directly handed a stack of papers to Chen Lan.
Xiao Jingzhou handed her a cup of tea and said softly, "This tea will help you get rid of the greasiness."
Jiang Zhenyu smiled and said, "It just so happens that I really feel a little sick of it."
She took a sip and shook the cup: "Thank you."
He saw her eat two pieces of pork elbow tonight, so he specially ordered Lu Chen to bring her some tea to relieve her greasy feeling. But seeing that she came to the study so late, he guessed that she definitely didn't drink it.
Chen Lan was so focused on the project plan that she didn't even notice the two of them being so affectionate.
He buried his head for a long time, and said with a look of surprise: "Your Highness and I are discussing this matter. We have a plan, and we have found a craftsman who wants to learn the craft."
"Carpenters, bricklayers, bridge builders, river repairmen, potters, blacksmiths... we have them all!"
Xiao Jingzhou took over half of the plan, and his heart was shaken, but more of it was pride.
Chen Lan specifically took out a plan related to reading.
He stared at the plan closely, admiring it with all his heart and eyes: "Papermaking, ink pressing, pen making, inkstone mining, and inkstone firing."
Shen Lan looked up at Xiao Jingzhou: "Your Highness, this heavenly book is very detailed and can be regarded as a treasure!"
Ever since Shen Lan knew Jiang Zhenyu's identity, she has become a blind worshipper.
Even if Jiang Zhenyu said that the earth was round and the sky was square, he would believe it without blinking an eye.
Xiao Jingzhou's eyes were full of smiles. Hearing Shen Lan praising Jiang Zhenyu made him happier than receiving gold, silver and jewelry.
If you don’t know, you might think he was praising him.
Jiang Zhenyu breathed a sigh of relief and took a deep breath when she knocked on the door.
The reason is simple: the wisdom of our ancestors is not something that ordinary people can compare to.
What's more, the person she was facing was one of the best among the ancients.
Jiang Zhenyu thought that he was just born in the future and had broad channels to receive knowledge.
Otherwise, she really wouldn't dare to show off her sword in front of Guan Gong.
Jiang Zhenyu said, "It would be great if it really works. It would be worth my thinking for a few days."
Just as Xiao Jingzhou was about to speak, Shen Lan spoke first.
"It works! It works so well!"
"Miss Jiang, you care about the world, and you will definitely be promoted."
The next day, a notice was posted in Zhiyi City.
Skilled craftsmen can learn characters and be taught the "art of creation".
Those who practice calligraphy and are interested in learning the craft can also sign up.
From ancient times to the present, craftsmen will never give up their skills, and many people sign up.
On the other hand, there are very few students who switch to learn a craft.
When Xiao Jingzhou learned about this, he did not take any action.
After all, the Da Jing Dynasty was founded not long ago, and civil and military affairs were given equal importance. In order to avoid the emergence of a commercial atmosphere, the national policy focused more on agriculture, with craftsmen being secondary.
Therefore, in the mouths of the people, they are scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, and are passed down from mouth to mouth.
Of course, students will not give up the opportunity to obtain official title.
What's more, Zhiyi City is protected by gods, so the students study even harder, wishing they were the reincarnation of Wenquxing.
Jiang Zhenyu sat aside petting the cat while listening to Lu Chen's report.
She looked up and said, "If a country wants to develop, industrial manufacturing is also important."
Xiao Jingzhou put down the memorial in his hand and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. When they understand their own strength and see the craftsmen taste the sweetness, they will have new ideas."
Jiang Zhenyu raised his eyebrows: "Do you want the craftsmen to have a stable job?"
Xiao Jingzhou unfolded the memorial without even looking up: "After unifying the country, we will need a large number of craftsmen for fields, riverbanks, city defenses, and bridge construction.
Even if they were asked to practice until they were fifty, they probably wouldn't be able to finish. ”
Jiang Zhenyu teased: "I think your ambitions go beyond this, right?"
Xiao Jingzhou raised his head slowly, his eyes full of determination: "Yu'er, I want to build a railway to reduce the suffering of the people due to transportation inconveniences.
If the whole country stockpiles food, it can be sent to disaster areas immediately when a famine occurs, and the people will not starve to death. ”
In the 21st century, he saw a documentary about Chinese soldiers saving people.
Soldiers in green uniforms rush to disaster areas that need rescue, and it only takes one day to travel thousands of miles.
Relief supplies were urgently dispatched within one day.
Within three days, all needs of food, clothing, housing and transportation will be fully resolved.
If the Da Jing Dynasty could be like this, he would have no regrets in his life.
Jiang Zhenyu paused while stroking Zhaocai's hand and met Xiao Jingzhou's determined eyes.
She really didn't expect that Xiao Jingzhou could be so far-sighted and want to let Dajing Dynasty enter the steam age ahead of schedule.
Jiang Zhenyu: "Okay."
"When I get back, I will definitely help you to the utmost."
Xiao Jingzhou's eyes moved slightly, and there was a thick ink in his eyes that could not be dissolved.
He looked at the man and the cat in front of him. Reviewing memorials, which he once found boring, now seemed a bit interesting.
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There is not a drop of rain in the north, and the grains of the 21st century are hardy and tolerant of cold weather, but they cannot survive without water.
Jiang Zhenyu was also worried that the crops he grew would turn out to be empty husks.
In this way, the hard work of the people of Zhiyi City will be wasted.
She would wait outside the government office every day, and after school, Gu Yining would sit with her for a while.
Jiang Zhenyu was about to give up.
One day, before going to school, Gu Yining stretched her legs and knocked on Jiang Zhenyu's door.
"Sister Fairy, there is a dark cloud in the sky, it is here to take you home."
Gu Yining was crying, but she still kept shouting loudly.
She knew that Jiang Zhenyu wanted to go home, just like she wanted her father to come home.
So, when she saw the dark clouds for the first time, she thought about telling Jiang Zhenyu.
With a creaky sound, the door opened.
Jiang Zhenyu walked out and saw Gu Yining with red eyes.
Gu Yining said: "Sister Fairy, the dark clouds are here to pick you up."
She pointed behind her, but her hands were so short that she didn't even realize she was pointing at the ground.
Jiang Zhenyu casually took out a candy and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Gu Yining took the candy and held it tightly in her hand: "Thank you, sister."
She shook her head: "I am happy to see the dark clouds."
Jiang Zhenyu didn't understand her little thoughts and touched her head.
She walked outside the eaves and saw a dark cloud.
She said, "Let's go. We won't go to school today."
"Sister, I'll take you to make it rain!"
Rainfall?
Isn't that casting a spell?
Gu Yining's eyes lit up, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah."
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