The cold winter had arrived. The cold wind blew from the north and circled around Yangquan City. It was so warm that it shivered and walked around the city.
In the middle of the night, only this small building had an oil lamp lit. Lu Peng held a strange-looking ink pen and fell into deep thought.
He planned to write a book for children to learn.
In the Han Dynasty, most of the elementary school textbooks for children were written in words such as Cangjie and Jijiu. They only taught them how to read and did not have any real meaning.
The "300,000" that had a far-reaching impact in history, such as the "Three-Character Classic,""Hundred Character Surname," and "Thousand Character Classic," had not yet appeared.
Lu Peng had memorized a few passages of the Three Character Classic, but it was impossible for him to write them down, let alone the other two.
Moreover, these elementary books did not meet his requirements.
To make the country rich, we must first strengthen the people, and to strengthen the people, we must first enlighten the people. The adult's mindset had already become fixed, and their understanding of the world was deeply rooted. It was difficult to change it. Therefore, the best way to change the times was to start with children's education.
A child was like a blank piece of paper with infinite possibilities. Since that was the case, why not try to draw something better and more beautiful?
Lu Peng did not want to surpass the times too much, but he wanted these children to have correct and rational thoughts, to look at the world, and to think about their own lives.
He did not want to be like the vast majority of farmers in Xia country for thousands of years. They only knew how to farm, sleep on the couch, hold the bowl to eat, kneel before the officials, and be numb and ignorant.
Therefore, Lu Peng wanted to compile an elementary school textbook that was suitable for his current administration.
It was a little difficult, but after he made up his mind, he did it seriously.
If he could recall the text of the first grade of primary school, he would have copied it directly. Unfortunately, he had already forgotten it completely. He only remembered that the first thing he learned was " population, upper, middle and lower."
It was a good idea to start with simple words and draw pictures to teach children to understand the meaning.
For example, the sun, the moon, and the stars. Let them observe each other and guide them to think…
It's best to find an artist like this?
Lu Peng thought as he wrote. With a snap, the ink pen in his hand broke.
He wasn't used to using a brush. This was a self-made brush, and the quality was very poor.
He couldn't help but feel a little irritated. At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind him."Husband, are you still not sleeping?"
"Alright, I'll sleep then." Lu Peng agreed. Diao Chan walked over to pick up the burnt wick and looked curiously at the paper on the table.
" Where am I going to find an artist? My head hurts…" Lu Peng shook his head helplessly.
"Painter? Husband, you…"
"Uh, it's fine. Let's go and rest.”Lu Peng shook his head and stood up to blow out the oil lamp.
Diao Chan swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. She knew of a pretty good artist, but…
It had been a long time since he had heard about Sister Zhao Ji…
……
Langjun, I've finished tidying up." Jiang Yan handed over a thick book.
The story of the Journey to the West was finished. This was what Jiang Yan had recorded.
Lu Peng flipped it open and read for a while. Jiang Yan was quite talented. When Lu Peng was narrating, he had polished the vernacular, adding some literary grace.
However, compared to the original Journey to the West, it was far worse, but it was not important as long as the story was good.
"Very good, Zizheng did well." Lu Peng nodded in satisfaction.
"Thank you, Langjun." Jiang Yan was delighted.
" I'll add you to the author's name." Lu Peng closed the book.
"No, no, no, how can this be!" Jiang Yan was shocked and quickly declined. Isn't this my duty? How dare I put my name together with Langjun!
Lu Peng ignored him. He turned around and waved at a few respectful businessmen beside him."Come, distribute this book and sell it everywhere. Everyone will make a fortune together.”
Langjun is joking again…They all muttered in their hearts. One of them cupped his hands and smiled apologetically." Langjun, we don't dare to accept a single penny. We only have one request."”
"Oh? Tell me."
There was no business without treachery. These guys were laughing so sinisterly. He did not know what tricks they were up to.
Lu Peng looked on vigilantly. The merchant suddenly felt a little scared. He coughed for a while before he said what they meant.
It turned out that they wanted to join Yangquan and become its subjects.
"Yangquan is so open-minded. Don't you guys hang out often?" Lu Peng laughed.”
The merchants quickly explained that they wanted to become Yuan citizens of Yangquan.
That was the first batch of 4774 people. Everyone's name, appearance, and age were recorded in detail. Lu Peng named this group of people as Yuan citizens.
Lu Peng immediately shook his head.”
Yuan citizens would never allow others to join them. This was his personality. He was especially nostalgic and protective of his own people. He could not forget the days he had shared happiness and hardship with this group of people. They worked together in the fields, endured hunger together, and enjoyed the harvest together. He couldn't forget their respect and support for him. They had already developed deep feelings for each other.
In the end, he only agreed to let these merchants become the second batch of residents of Yangquan County.
The merchants were a little disappointed. They had a good eye for the changes in Yangquan City and the ability of this young county magistrate. Most of the people in Yangquan County were not as clear as they were.
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