Zhao Jun's daily schedule is now very busy and tight.
I get up at three or four in the morning, attend the morning court, and then go to the Constitutional Yuan to work.
The main thing is to first see how Lu Yijian and others handle state affairs, and then hold a meeting to formulate tasks.
When he has a little more time at noon, he can do his own things.
For example, today I went to Shuxiangfang and bought a printing factory.
The afternoon is for classes.
Teach the children first.
After my eyes recovered, I didn’t teach the children for a while.
Later, Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng and others chose to compromise and stopped quarreling with Zhao Jun, and the course naturally returned to its original track.
Although the textbooks he brought with him had been burned, the contents were stored in his notebook.
Even if the laptop is broken, with his ability, he can teach elementary school, even junior high school and some high school knowledge without any problem.
From 4:00 PM to 5:00 PM is the time for him to teach the children, and today he mainly teaches mathematics.
Fortunately, they were born in a good era.
In Zhao Jun's era, at least in his area, people had to learn English starting from the second grade of elementary school.
Four more subjects will be added to the first grade of junior high school: history, geography, biology, and ideology and morality. Another subject, physics, will be added to the second grade of junior high school, and another subject, chemistry, will be added to the third grade of junior high school.
In this way, all nine subjects will be basically learned by the third year of junior high school.
Now after the Song Dynasty, only pinyin is taught in Chinese, and English and history are not required. Later, when children grow up, they will be taught physics, chemistry, biology and geography.
In other words, one can learn a maximum of six subjects, which is much better than later generations.
After teaching today's class, Zhao Jun took a short rest in the room where he used to live.
Wang Shouzhong arranged for the imperial meal to be delivered.
Now his treatment is comparable to that of the emperor. Except for not being able to go to Zhao Zhen's harem, he can basically move freely and lawlessly in the palace.
By the end of the Shen period, around five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Zhen and others finally got off work.
In the back garden, the autumn wind blows.
Willow trees on the palace walls and courtyards, tiles and glazed tiles, rockery and pavilions.
The goldfish in the pond emerged from the water, creating faint ripples.
Upon learning that Zhao Zhen and the others had gotten off work, Zhao Jun got up from the bed and stretched.
He wasn't asleep just now, he was just lying there with his eyes closed.
Wang Shouzhong thought he was thinking about state affairs, so he served him carefully and did not dare to disturb him.
In fact, he was thinking that the imperial meal was not very delicious, and whether the imperial kitchen had cut corners or something like that.
As I walked out of the room, I saw Zhao Zhen and Lu Yijian coming towards me.
When he got closer, Zhao Zhen complained, "My eldest grandson seems to be living a leisurely life, unlike us who have to work hard on government affairs every day."
Lu Yijian jokingly said, "This guy just wandered around the Constitutional Court this morning and then disappeared. I don't know what he's been up to all day."
Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Now that our positions are different, the things we need to do are naturally different. I think you still don't understand one thing, which is that we can't just be the troubleshooters of the country, but we have to be the helmsmen of the country."
"What's the meaning of this?"
Zhao Zhen asked.
Zhao Jun said, "It's simple. If we have to do everything, then what's the point of those people below us? Legal affairs should be maintained by the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, and the Supervisory Agency. A balance between these three parties should be able to resolve most judicial issues. The economy, education, and military affairs should all be handled by specialized agencies. The highest authority should only be responsible for issuing practical and feasible tasks and requiring them to complete them. If problems arise in the middle, we can just identify the problem, rather than reporting everything to the Constitutional Council."
"All right."
Everyone understood what he meant.
Simply put, the Constitutional Yuan is only responsible for leading the general direction, and the rest of the matters are left to the lower-level agencies.
But there was still a problem. Fan Zhongyan asked: "Will there be a situation like Wang Anshi's reform, where the problem was handed over to the lower levels for implementation, but the implementation was not in place, and it harmed the people?"
“That’s a good question.”
Zhao Jun said, "Therefore, the Political System Council needs to carry out reforms from top to bottom, rectifying the administration of officials and improving execution. This is why I have always emphasized that the administration of officials is the foundation. Now we must do the preliminary work first. Once the wars with the Western Xia and Liao are over, we can discuss reforms."
Everyone's expression was solemn.
It is inevitable that Western Xia and Liao will go to war with the Song Dynasty in the next few years.
These are indeed the top priorities now.
Moreover, there are still twelve years before the Yellow River changes its course. During these twelve years, their task will be very arduous.
"What are you going to talk about today?"
Zhao Zhen saw Zhao Jun had already picked up his notebook and started walking towards the Guanjia Hall, so he asked, "Do you want to talk about how to carry out the Industrial Revolution?"
"No, this is a long-term plan. I think there are still many things that need to be sorted out."
As they walked, Zhao Jun said, "We need to lay out a long-term plan for the Great Song Dynasty. Other matters are just the details within this long-term plan. Only by following this direction can the Great Song Dynasty achieve long-term success."
"Um."
Zhao Zhen pondered and nodded. He really wanted to hear what plans and blueprints Zhao Jun had for the future.
The group chatted as they walked and soon arrived at the Guanjia Hall.
Zhao Jun turned on the computer and clicked the mouse several times, and a flat world map appeared.
His laptop was not big, with a screen of only fourteen inches, so everyone had to gather around an eight-person table and put their heads together to look at the map.
"We've seen this world map many times. Are we going to talk about the world today?"
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