It was chilly in the morning.
The two girls, Yu Hui and Zhai Minglan, didn't stay in bed either.
Get up, dress yourself, wash your face, and brush your teeth; an adult can watch over you.
The two sisters are both grown up now. You comb my hair and I put flowers on you. Although we wear a lot of clothes in winter and can't move around very freely, they are naturally beautiful.
After breakfast, the two of them went to read and write on their own, even more so than the young ladies in the city.
Several aunties and maternal aunts from Baishi Village came to chat with Jing Wei.
Mrs. Yu said of her daughter: "She's so lazy. She doesn't like to study and wants to be like the young ladies in the city."
Jing Wei smiled and said, "It's normal to be curious. I'll take you to visit sometime when I'm free."
Mrs. Yu quickly said, "No need. We can't spoil her."
Another said, "Girls should be raised well, not like Chang Ziyu. Girls like Huihui and Minglan are much better. You may envy young ladies, but young ladies should envy them. They are educated, well-mannered, capable of doing anything, and have no shortage of food and clothing. Young ladies in the city are always scheming against each other; they don't live as freely as we do."
Now that Consort Huan has given birth to the Emperor's grandson, life in Baishi Village is even better.
Baishi Village relies on the goddess, and the Chang family's relatives all depend on Baishi Village.
If the Empress doesn't have a son, it's always a bit lacking. But if she has a son, then everything is settled.
Yu asked Jing Wei, "Are you going to the palace?"
Jing Wei said, "I won't go. Her Majesty is busy, and I can't help her. However, Consort Di intends for me to plant corn."
A palace maid brought over a plate of boiled corn, explaining, "These are the older ones. If they were from our own fields, we could eat them younger."
He gestured, indicating that we should eat the corn kernels, but not the cob in the middle.
Everyone was curious, so they each took a piece and ate it; it was actually quite delicious.
Jing Wei ate a piece, wiped his hands clean, and said, "One mu of land can grow one or two thousand, or even three to five thousand, but it's not clear yet. If they grow well, each one is worth one qian of silver."
The group of people were dumbfounded. Even if they couldn't calculate, how much silver was that?
Jing Wei laughed and said, "It means that the ones grown in our Baishi Village are delicious, and one can sell for such a high price. If they don't look good or taste good, they naturally won't sell for that price. Even if you pick out a thousand good ones from an acre of land, and each one sells for four cents of silver, that's forty taels of silver."
The group was so excited they could hardly breathe!
Ten acres of land at home can yield four hundred taels of silver! Oh my god, I'm going to faint!
Yu's face turned bright red: "This is a blessing from God!"
Jing Wei nodded: "Farming is hard work, but what is not hard work? I plan to focus on farming during the busy season, and when I have some free time during the autumn harvest, I will come to the capital or travel to other places."
Mrs. Yu nodded: "The fields must be cultivated well!"
I cannot let the Empress down, nor can I betray myself!
So many people are begging Baishi Village to sell their grain, and they'll probably be begging again in the future.
Seeking an official position in Baishi Village was a charade; the grain grown in the fields, though related to the goddess, was at least the result of their own hard work.
In the countryside, even if a person earns only a few dozen taels of silver a year, let alone several hundred, they can live a very comfortable life!
We must not lose our roots!
A palace maid came over and asked Jing Wei, "Tomorrow is your third-day celebration. Are you going to the palace? The East Palace is hosting a banquet."
Jing Wei smiled and said, "I won't go. I'll go when the moon is full."
Have someone take the large package prepared by Madam Anle to her; this is considered a gift from her maternal grandmother.
Whether or not it will be useful is another matter.
The Yu family members exchanged glances. It was good that they had some dignity, but it was better not to keep thinking about it.
That's how relatives are; too much lingering interest gets tiresome. After all, there's no comparison between families of different social standing.
The Empress is in a good mood; a small reward is enough. One should be mindful of one's place.
When Chang Zihe came over and met the village women, he didn't need to be too discreet: "The Emperor has issued an edict to establish Sheng'an University."
The village women were all excited: "What kind of university?"
Chang Zihe laughed and said, "The one in Baishi Village is probably a primary school. The one that the sage wants to run is much bigger, a hundred times bigger."
Jing Weile, this comparison is flawless.
Chang Zihe said, "Temporarily open ten subjects: law should correspond to Legalism, medicine to medicine, agriculture to agriculture, military science to military science, mathematics to arithmetic, and science and chemistry."
Jing Wei said, "Chemistry is about things being able to change, right?"
Chang Zihe nodded: "That's probably it. Registration will be before February 15th next year, the exam will be at the end of March, and enrollment will be at the beginning of July. In the future, registration will be before July, the exam will be in October, and enrollment will be in January of the following year. The first batch will enroll 1,000 students, and the semester will last for three years."
The village woman reacted quickly: "If I take the exam next year, I'll definitely miss the autumn exam next time, and I'll miss the spring exam too."
Chang Zihe said, "This is not the same path as the imperial examination. For example, the law examination can definitely lead to an official career."
Jing Wei nodded.
If we're going to target Lawyer Zhao, there might be more to come.
The village woman, with her rich life experience, said: "Some county officials just can't get a verdict."
Jing Wei nodded: "Just like separating the Empress and the Imperial Noble Consort, the county magistrate didn't understand and messed things up, which was not good for the court or the people. The current wise ruler wants to do better."
Needless to say, Baishi Village has medical care.
It's one thing for ordinary people to be so poor that they can't afford medical care, but when they become rich, they want to live to be a hundred years old.
Agricultural science goes without saying.
The group burst into laughter: "Not a lady or a country bumpkin!"
The sage valued her because he valued farmers.
The village woman asked Chang Zihe, "Can we do it?"
Jing Wei laughed and said, "We'll do it when we have the money. This includes better farm tools."
Nobody understands.
Mr. Yu asked, "Is this business school about doing business?"
Jing Wei said, "I once heard Her Majesty mention that if businesses do well, they collect more taxes, while they collect less from farmers. There are many unscrupulous merchants, but hasn't the court established a legal system?"
Everyone understood.
Put a bridle on it.
If a sage dares to open such a path, there must be a reason.
Now, everyone is talking about this, and no one cares about the imperial grandson anymore.
The Chen family was also reading the imperial edict.
Chen Ke felt that "this is more important than the Great Stone Kingdom!"
Chen Zuo nodded: "We were discussing the Wunu Kingdom yesterday. Look at this."
Chen Ke nodded, "That's all."
If you need to fight a war, you need military science; if you need supplies, you need agricultural science; if you need to do business, you need commercial science.
Chen Yin said, "Should we vigorously develop commerce?"
Chen Zuo said, "Merchants have plenty of money! They can make money from neighboring countries and the sea, instead of from ordinary people. Money is essential for doing business. As long as the court keeps them in check, the merchants can't rebel."
There's no need to worry about the Chen family's future.
Just choose the most suitable option and do your best.
Chen Ke laughed and said, "Wouldn't the Confucianists be even more anxious?"
Chen Zuo said, "There are plenty of people in the court, so let's see who's in a hurry."
Officials like Wen Zhongqing and several other Grand Secretaries were so busy they couldn't keep up with the demands.
Are they still vying for the status of Confucianism? Are they competing with the Xie family for the throne?
If this argument continues, even the sage will likely have to step aside.
Chen Ke nodded: "If the sage does not govern the country with Confucianism, then governing the country with the law is not wrong either."
In particular, Lady Huan always had her eyes on the law of the Great Zhao Dynasty.
Because lawlessness seemed to have become the norm, Confucianism didn't care.
Confucianism doesn't take care of the common people, so it should step aside.
Chen Ke studied, but he was not a traditional Confucian.
Just like Wen Zhongqing, he was skilled in everything, which is why he was always favored by the emperor.
There are great Confucian scholars in our time, but governing a country is a different matter.
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