"Emperor Jingyao dispatched Generals Fang Qi and Xia Hua to open up sea routes, gradually connecting the world into a whole, and our Dazhao became the center of the world.
At the same time, Emperor Jingyao paid great attention to the food problem and had a large number of scientific research talents. He did not stick to the imperial examination system. Instead, as long as you had real talents, you could write to the court and the court would send people to assess you.
At the time, Dazhao enjoyed favorable weather, but the medical industry was underdeveloped. To develop the medical industry, Emperor Jingyao established numerous charity halls, offering a wide range of courses tailored to individual preferences. Because Emperor Jingyao valued medical talent and enjoyed the support of the people, medical students began to emerge in droves.
Even with doctors, he worried that ordinary people wouldn't be able to afford medical care, so he established the rudiments of a medical insurance system. It was just a rudiment, but looking back a thousand years later, it was already the most suitable for China's national conditions. After all, you can't become fat in one sitting.
Not only that, after ten years in power, Emperor Jingyao suddenly handed over government affairs to his elderly father.
The students burst into laughter, but some felt sorry for Emperor Mingxi and said, "Teacher, the retired emperor must have been almost sixty years old at that time. Your Majesty is really exploiting the old man."
After hearing this, Xie Ruyi's face twisted for a moment. Whose sixty-year-old man looked like he was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and was in great health? Anyone who saw him would kneel down.
There are very few records about ice makers in history books, as if they were deliberately erased. The Zhaoshu records are all about the great deeds of the little fat boy.
When she died, the ice maker was still alive, so she didn't know what happened afterwards, which made emperors like Emperor Mingxi almost disappear from history books.
It is absolutely impossible for the little fat boy to treat the ice maker like this, so this is what the ice maker requires.
Before she could even think of how to answer the students, another student said, "Do you understand the value of 'son control'? It's a preference acknowledged in history books. There are so few records of Emperor Mingxi; all the records are about Emperor Jingyao. Perhaps Emperor Mingxi would be pleased if a sixty-year-old man attended court in his son's place!"
"That's true!"
Seeing that the topic was getting more and more off-topic, Xie Ruyi quickly raised her voice and continued to talk about the little fat boy's eventful life.
"Emperor Jingyao traveled extensively with his grandmother and mother, and even wrote a book called Chengyu Travel Notes. As everyone knows, this book was written for the child-obsessed Emperor Mingxi... I believe that given our Chinese understanding of Emperor Jingyao, everyone has read this book, right?"
She smiled slightly, her heart filled with joy.
Because there is a book about Chengyu's travels, which records several embarrassing stories about ice machines.
The students all started talking about what they knew.
"Emperor Jingyao secretly took a ship to North America with two relatives. When Emperor Mingxi heard about it, he burst into tears!"
"She cried so hard that tears welled up in her eyes, and even cursed Emperor Jingyao as an unfilial son."
"Haha, but I was quickly coaxed into submission by Emperor Jingyao. Father, I miss you. When can I go see the vast world with you?"
"Emperor Mingxi is too easy to appease. Don't history books say he was a cold-blooded, murderous tyrant?"
"How can I treat others the same way I treat my son? If I had such a beautiful relative, I would give him the stars instead of the moon."
"You toad want to eat swan flesh!"
A heated discussion broke out in the classroom. At the end, the students were still reluctant to leave and rushed to say that they thought of the toad.
Xie Ruyi opened the textbook and gently touched the little fat boy's head with her fingertips.
This painting was created by His Majesty.
Although she always called Emperor Mingxi an ice-making machine, she also knew that he was an emperor of great significance.
After she came up with such a bad idea, she thought the emperor would chop her neck with a knife.
At that time, I had already decided to commit suicide with Hua Jin and even chose the burial place.
Who knew he was only imprisoned for a year.
The emperor does not have such a good temper, but he has a son with a good temper.
"Little Fatty, you are not only a top succubus and the Fatty Immortal, but also, look, a thousand years later, there are still people vying to be the toad for you. I have returned to the modern era with my memories, but where are you?" Xie Ruyi concealed the sadness in his eyes and continued to teach the text seriously.
Every time she talks about this chapter, she gets extremely excited because that is what she experienced and saw.
Watching that innocent, silly and adorable little fat boy fulfill his promise step by step and reach a level that no one had ever achieved before or since, even Emperor Mingxi was slightly inferior to him.
Xie Ruyi thought that the little god came to earth to change the ending of the world.
When the bell rang, the students were reluctant to leave: "Teacher, do you like Emperor Jingyao too?"
Xie Ruyi paused and touched his face: "Was it that obvious?"
"Yes, every time the teacher mentions Yan Chengyu, there is deep tenderness."
Since I came into contact with him, I have been speaking to him with such love. How can one not love such a child who is so amazing?
Xie Ruyi didn't answer, but asked, "Who in China doesn't like Emperor Jingyao?"
The classroom was in an uproar, and the students were exclaiming: "Teacher, teacher, I didn't expect you to look at faces too."
"Teacher, I like him best when he was twenty years old. He was in the prime of his life."
Xie Ruyi shook her head with a smile. You loved the fancy clothes and fancy horses he had when he grew up, but I loved the innocence he had when he was young.
If I still have memories in my next life, I will still miss the little fat boy.
I think that at that time, Emperor Jingyao’s glory had never faded.
How fortunate I am to be born in the same dynasty as him, and how fortunate I am to be able to contribute to his prosperity.
But she still had a regret in her heart. Among the few paintings she had, none of them were of him as a child.
There were clearly many paintings of fat fish playing in the water drawn by the Empress Dowager hanging in Yongshou Palace.
The mastermind behind this, Emperor Mingxi: I won’t show it to you.
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