Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 162 Grabbing the right to speak

When he was not educated and literate, Zhu Dazhuang's life was basically a two-point one. Every day, apart from going to the fields to farm, he would go home to eat and sleep. Occasionally, the little energy he had left would be used to create the next generation with his wife.

I have never been to Kaifeng Mansion, which is very close by.

However, after enrolling in the so-called "night school" and starting to study, and after his son at home was notified by the government that he would attend school next year, Zhu Dazhuang felt that everything had changed.

In the dark, there seems to be a voice telling myself that although I can only write my own name now and can't be considered a real reader of poetry and books, I can at least know a hundred words now, and it's time.

It's time to buy a newspaper and read it, and learn more things on the way to avoid being worse than your own child in the future.

In addition to the urge to buy a newspaper and come back to study, Zhu Dazhuang also had an indescribable feeling - it was as if a fire was burning in his chest, and there was always an urge to bring him back to school.

It seems that if you don't have the urge to entrust your life to the officials, you won't be able to repay the officials for their great kindness.

Zhu Dazhuang couldn't tell whether it was shame or something, but after he told his mother-in-law what was in his heart, what he got in return was her mother-in-law's ridicule.

"That's why you are so stupid!"

Zhu Dazhuang's daughter-in-law slapped Zhu Dazhuang and said with a smile: "I heard that the emperor used gold hoes to cultivate the land. The empress of the East Palace baked scallion pancakes every day, and even asked the empress of the West Palace to peel the onions. Why do they want your life?

?”

"Then why don't you use it?"

Zhu Dazhuang frowned and said: "The emperor is always fond of fighting. When he fights, I will join the army. This is what Mr. Wang said. What kind of scholar will die for his confidant?"

But after saying that, Zhu Dazhuang couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, and sighed: "Forget it, I'm just thinking about it. You know the instructor assigned to Zhuangzi School? Even though he only has one arm,

But I heard from the master that the instructor had served as an infantry commander before and was a hero who had fought against tigers.

But such a good man can only come to Zhuangzi as a teacher now. For someone as stupid and stupid as me, I guess the Imperial Army will not look down on me either."

Zhu Dazhuang's daughter-in-law did not sleep as she was told. Instead, she turned over, looked at Zhu Dazhuang and said, "I would say, it's normal for the imperial army to look down on you. It's only when they look down on you that the sun comes out to the west. But...

, if you feel that our family owes the official family too much, I have a way to not only repay the official family for their great kindness, but also deprive our family of some benefits?"

Hearing what his wife said, Zhu Dazhuang, who had already yawned, suddenly became energetic and asked: "What's the solution? Please tell me quickly, don't sell any lawsuits here."

"Look at how stupid you are~!"

Zhu Dazhuang's daughter-in-law reached out and tapped Zhu Dazhuang's forehead, and said with a smile: "Do you remember how many scholars passed by our village some time ago?"

Zhu Dazhuang nodded and responded: "Of course I remember this. The last time they passed by our village, they didn't say anything good about the officials. Also, those scholars were all born with evil eyebrows, and their eyes were always looking at the big girl and the little wife.

If it weren't for their fame, I would have beaten them long ago!"

"Yes, just beat them!"

Zhu Dazhuang's wife said: "If you meet them again next time, just beat them up and ask someone to take them to Kaifeng Mansion. First of all, it will be considered that you have contributed to the official family. Second of all."

, the government will also give some rewards, right?"

"Money! Why are you obsessed with money?"

Zhu Dazhuang shouted: "If it weren't for the government, the two of us would still be blind as my husband said, and the kid at home has no hope of studying! Beat up a few scoundrels who say bad things about the government, and you can still get the government's job

tips?"

Zhu Dazhuang's daughter-in-law said: "How can you not want it? Have you forgotten what my husband said about so and so accepting the cattle? If you don't want the reward, then how can others want it? If no one wants the reward, who will be willing to replace the official family in the future?

Come forward?"



Zhao Huan's reputation has a tendency to be polarized.

For the ministers in the court, today's official family...

It’s really hard to put into words.

Every time they go to court, as soon as they see the faint smile on the corner of the official's mouth, the ministers in the court feel very painful, and they miss the good days when Emperor Zhao Jixiang was still in power.

In today's Great Song Dynasty, there are not many changes in the Privy Council. However, the three provinces of Zhongshu, Menxia, ​​and Shangshu have been completely merged into Zhongshu Province. The households, officials, rituals, and punishments that were originally under Shangshu Province,

Although the Six Ministries of Industry and War are still under the Zhongshu Province, the rank of the Six Ministers is the same as that of the Dazai of the Zhongshu Province. At the same time, they are directly responsible to the emperor. Nowadays, officials can bypass the Zhongshu Province and directly intervene in the affairs of the Six Ministries——

The Ministry of Personnel, which is in charge of officials' hats, the Ministry of Husbandry, which is in charge of money bags, and the Ministry of War, which holds some knives, and the Ministry of Punishment, which controls everyone's life and death, are now all back in the hands of the emperor. This means that through thousands of years of hard work by Confucianism,

The imperial power that had just been slowly put into a cage has now shown its claws again.

However, for the common people, today's officials are the most wise kings and saints throughout the ages. Anyone who dares to say a bad word about Zhao Huan in the fields must first be mentally prepared to be beaten to death.

This is the awesome thing about night school. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Huan dared to cause trouble in the court without restraint.

Why are Confucianism and the Holy Religion of a thousand-year-old family so awesome? Because they have the right to speak. Through the right to speak, black can become white, and white can become black. Just like some self-media in later generations.

.

However, when Zhao Huan recruited unsuccessful scholars to carry out literacy work, it was in order to compete with Shilin for the right to speak. Now combined with the powerful weapon of night school, this method was revealed in less than a month.

The power it deserves——

It doesn't matter if the people don't know much about literacy, and it doesn't matter if they can't write. Anyway, Zhao Huan's comments in the newspaper and the movements in the court are all written in vernacular, and it's so white that it can't be white anymore, so it will be used in the training of future generations of time travellers.

It’s the kind of vernacular that even the base would be called a noob.

In this way, the right to speak naturally fell into the hands of Zhao Huan——

In terms of the advantage of public opinion, no matter how many Confucian scholars there are in the world, they can't compare to a newspaper supported by Zhao Huan. In addition, as the literacy work is carried out day by day, the common people will be able to understand what the newspapers are saying sooner or later.

, Zhao Huan naturally no longer has to worry about someone misinterpreting his meaning.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next