Chapter 1,666 Rising Sun

"Your Majesty, the schools around the capital are now blocked. Children are waiting outside with books to ask for advice. The professors are miserable."

"Some people also blocked the door of the professor's house, making it difficult to get in and out."

Zhao Shu smiled bitterly and said: "This... the Song Dynasty has been encouraging people to study for hundreds of years, and I am also very proud of this trend. In the past, I often heard of people helping students, and county schools and state schools also had school fields to support poor students... I I thought that the prosperity of literary education in the world would end here! Who would have thought that Shen An just made a movable type printing machine, and the people flocked to it...

I am thinking, what is so difficult about reading? "

Han Qi said: "Your Majesty, the first thing is that your family must be rich. I had several brothers to support me when I was studying. Otherwise, I would not have had a smooth journey to Bianliang."

"Yes! You have pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and you have to eat. Can't your clothes be worn out? It will make you feel embarrassed..." Zhao Shu sighed: "Most people can't afford these. Some people say that studying will ruin your family, and that's probably it. ”

"There are cheap pens and inks, but the price of books could not come down in the past." Bao Zheng understood this deeply. "Books are all printed with engravings. A volume of books costs at least forty-five cents. How many books can a student buy? Ten. At least multiple copies. How much will it cost? Plus other expenses, the people can’t afford it.”

"Fan Wenzheng studied very hard in those days. He cooked porridge every day and let it cool down. He divided it into several pieces and ate two pieces each morning and evening. As for vegetables, he just prepared vegetables and added some salt and vinegar. Later, many people said this was called porridge. Break off."

Han Qi always mentioned Fan Zhongyan with emotion, "Your Majesty, Fan Wenzheng is like this, which shows how difficult it is for ordinary people to study."

Zhao Shu nodded, he knew this now, "Studying is difficult. I'm wondering, will I have to become a scholar-bureaucrat or a child from a wealthy family in the future to study? Only then can I study well!"

This is true.

Children from rich families and noble families have better educational resources, just like those children in later generations who live in school districts near prestigious schools and have to go to various cram schools every day. They are already ahead at the starting line.

"But now that movable type printing has come out, Your Majesty, studying has become much cheaper. This is a great merit!" Bao Zheng said with rare pride.

"Yes! Books are cheap. As long as ordinary people are literate, they can buy books and read them at home. This is also a way of reading." Zhao Shu said happily: "In this way, more talented people in the world will enter the court. "Tang, I am so lucky! Someone is here!"

Chen Zhongheng stepped forward and Zhao Shu solemnly said: "Bi Sheng has made great contributions to the Song Dynasty and can be posthumously presented to the founding Duke of Pengcheng County."

Then someone went to find the seven Bijia people and conveyed the official's wishes.

"Your Majesty..."

Biga is no longer young, and he is always crying, "Dad, have you seen it?"

In this era, it is normal for people to live and die, so everyone praised them when they saw them crying.

The old Bi family became prosperous and had three titles, and then the court actually arranged a carriage to send them back.

Do you think this is the end?

No!

Shen An entered the palace. I don't know how he told the officials. Then a team of marriage officers came out of the palace. They were all tall and handsome. They would escort Biga and others back home.

This is a great courtesy, and Zhao Shu wants to use this to tell everyone that he is serious about the literature and education of the Song Dynasty.

As the Bi family's motorcade drove out of Bianliang City, people in the city were clamoring, saying that only poor people would buy such books.

These words clearly express the deep hatred of the wealthy people and the scholar-bureaucrat class.

Later, the emergence of punctuation marks was not due to extreme cleverness, but just because the scholar-bureaucrats could not bear it.

Literacy and hyphenation!

What does hyphenation mean?

Books these days have no punctuation, just a long list, for example: I had braised pork, rice noodles and eggs for lunch. It was delicious. It was so delicious and refreshing. I will eat it next time...

This paragraph is the norm at the moment. There is no punctuation mark to separate it. If you are not an educated person, you will not know how to read it or how to divide it into sentences. So even if you are literate, you will still be dumbfounded with a book and cannot understand it at all.

Didn't anyone think of punctuation?

Yes, there are a lot of people there.

Some people used dots, which are small dots of ink, to separate them, and then got scolded.

If you do this, those dumb-legged people will be able to read books and pretend to sit in rows with us. Are you stupid?

Monopoly resources have always existed, and monopolizing educational resources is the greatest class advantage.

Some people even make excuses that the knowledge of the sages is profound, and your use of punctuation to separate them is wrong, which is misleading the world and blaspheming the holy pilgrimage. They will say that you are wrong here and there, but deep down they still have the arrogance of a scholar-bureaucrat. They feel that if they are literate, they will be out of the ranks of pigs and dogs, and they can look down on those pigs and dogs from now on.

In this era, common people are like pigs and dogs!

There is no need for punctuation, but it is actually a standard for distinguishing social classes at this moment.

Those who can read and hyphenate belong to one class, and those who cannot read and write belong to another class.

The scholar-bureaucrats were sneering, watching the ordinary people rushing to buy books, which they were not even willing to read at home.

Zhao Yunliang didn't want to care about this matter at all, and spent all day in the prince's palace.

"The way is right..."

Zhao Zongjiang's stomach growled, and he continued to read numbly: "It's very Taoist..."

very hungry!

He felt hungry but didn't want to eat.

According to Zhao Yunliang, this is the time to hit the road.

From now on, you will be among the gods, and you will never starve to death if you don’t eat.

But the last time Zhao Zongjiang didn't eat for three days, he almost fainted from hunger. From then on, he felt that it was not reliable to say that he would not die without eating.

He glanced at Zhao Yunliang on the left and said, "Dad, is it time to eat?"

Zhao Yunliang said calmly: "It's not time yet, it's early!"

Zhao Zongjiang smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, why don't you know the time without opening your eyes?"

"Just count with your fingers for your father." Zhao Yunliang became more and more like a fairy. Looking at the fairy wind, if there was a gust of wind in the room, Zhao Zongjiang felt that his father would be blown away without a trace.

"Daddy!"

The voice of his son Zhao Zhongkuang came from outside. Zhao Zongjiang said happily: "Dad, it's Zhongkuang who is back from the academy."

He went and opened the door.

Outside the door, the upright Zhao Zhongkui bowed, "The child is back."

Zhao Zongjiang said happily: "My son, you look a lot thinner."

Zhao Zhongkuang raised his head and said, "The child has not lost weight. He has gained five kilograms."

"Then why do you look so thin?"

In the eyes of parents, their children will always be thin.

"That's meat. The instructor said that with daily practice, all the fat in the body will turn into lean, solid meat."

Zhao Zhongkuang looked full of energy, which made the lifeless Zhao Yunliang very happy, "How is Zhongkuang in the academy? Are you doing well with your homework?"

Zhao Zhongkui took off his shoes and came in, knelt down and sat on the edge, "Weng Weng, there are recent discussions about culture and education in the academy."

"Literature and education?" Zhao Yunliang stroked his beard and said, "We have a husband in charge at home, so this is not bad."

These days, every wealthy family likes to have Mr. It is wonderful that a husband can teach his children and grandchildren to read, and at the same time be a staff member. He kills two birds with one stone.

"No, Weng Weng, my grandson is talking about the Great Song Dynasty." Zhao Zhongkuang said with piercing eyes: "The professor in the academy said that the problems of the Great Song Dynasty seem to be countless, such as redundancy and waste, but in the final analysis, it is the common people There is no question of having read the book.”

"Why do you say that?" Zhao Zongjiang frowned and said, "Common people are just good at farming, what books should they read?"

"Dad, what you said is wrong!" Zhao Zhongkuang said dissatisfied: "Who is calling the shots in the Song Dynasty? It is the scholar-officials! The root of all these problems comes from the greed of the scholar-officials.

Why are they so conservative? Because those remnants and those old things are all for their benefit, how can they be willing to give up?

The only way is to let the people read and let the people know good and evil. If the people stand together with the officials and ministers, the scholar-bureaucrats will be attacked from both sides. Only in this way can the New Deal be successful. "

Zhao Yunliang was dumbfounded, the fly whisk in his hand not moving at all.

Zhao Zongjiang was stunned, "You... you are... why do you think so? You're stupid!"

"Dad, my child is not stupid!" Zhao Zhongkui leaned forward and said excitedly: "My child has learned a lot in these days in the academy and knows that only the New Deal and innovation can save the Song Dynasty.

But how can the New Deal succeed? How can we succeed when there are those people in the middle who are obstructing and deceiving us? Only by letting the people read and be literate and let them know what the world is like, will they know what the New Deal is and who will be good for the Song Dynasty and who is good for them!

Otherwise, the people don't understand, and they will only obey the mercy of those people. "

Zhao Zhongkuang was angry, "If things go on like this, this New Deal will become a decisive battle between the New Party and those people, but how can they defeat them? The only way is to let the people study and let them learn to distinguish right from wrong."

Zhao Yunliang's hands were trembling. When Zhao Zongjiang saw this, he was surprised and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yunliang pointed at Zhao Zhongkuang and said: "Fight... fight out! Fight out!"

Zhao Zongjiang shook his head and read a book www. uukａnshu.netｔ begged: "Dad, Zhong Kuang was just confused for a moment."

He turned around and cursed fiercely: "You still don't admit your mistake?"

Zhao Zhongkuang shook his head stubbornly, "Dad, my child is right. Wengweng, our family has been bathed in the emperor's grace for generations, and it should be enough. If you are still not satisfied, think about the so-called powerful people in the Han and Tang Dynasties. What was their outcome? In the end, the family was destroyed. .Family and country, if you only care about your own home and forget about the country, you will perish sooner or later!"

Zhao Yunliang trembled all over and shouted: "Come here! Come here!"

Two servants came in outside. Zhao Yunliang pointed at Zhao Zhongkuang and cursed: "You little beast, drive him out! Drive him out!"

Two servants stepped forward. Zhao Zhongkuang himself bowed his head and said: "This world will eventually change, Weng Weng. There are records everywhere in the history books. Records that cannot be relied upon. If our family wants to prosper, we must stand on the side of the New Deal... My grandson is leaving. Come on, take care of yourself."

He kowtowed hard, "Dad, take care."

Zhao Zongjiang said with tears in his eyes: "My son, where are you going?"

Zhao Zhongkuang said: "The children will stay at their classmates' homes and then go to teach."

Teaching?

Zhao Zhongkuang left in a high-spirited manner. Zhao Zongjiang ran to the bedroom to get something and chased him out like flying.

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