"Good!"
"Good!"
"Good one, getting better and better!"
"Good, getting better and better…"
At this moment.
Empress Ma's face was full of smiles.
Looking at this young man, the admiration on his face increased.
"Young man, you are the most outstanding…"
Suddenly.
Empress Ma's face darkened.
"I'm afraid that even my eldest grandson might not be as outstanding as you when he grows up!”
"Sigh!"
He looked at Empress Ma and sighed.
At the side.
He stood there and looked at the joyous child on the ground with his sparkling eyes.
Suddenly, she interrupted Empress Ma's melancholy.
"Big Brother, can I teach these to my younger brothers and sisters at home?" he asked happily.”
Zhu Xiongying looked at the child.
He had heard it earlier.
It was said that his grandfather seemed to be a minister of the imperial court.
Right now, they were building irrigation works here.
It should be a minister from the Ministry of Works.
Zhu Xiongying thought so, but he immediately nodded in agreement." Of course!”
"In a while, if you have a pen and paper, I will write down more details. You can make a copy and bring it back.”
"This is a good thing!"
Zhu Xiong Ying laughed.
When Empress Ma heard this, she was shocked at first." Are you really willing to hand it over to the people of the world?”
"This…"
She thought that he was just being polite.
After all!
Such a set of things that had been researched by several generations must be like a "family heirloom".
Let's not talk about anything else.
Empress Ma still had her own knowledge.
Nowadays, every aristocratic family had their own set of enlightenment skills.
These were all treasures that self-proclaimed great scholars had studied for half their lives and even passed down generations of poems and books.
Which one of them was not a family heirloom?
Who would dare to take them out and announce them to the world?
And this!
But it was precisely the scholar-bureaucrat scholars…
This was the reason why they occupied the majority of the court!
Since young, they had been fighting for one step, two steps, and in the end, they would fight for countless steps!
From the first year of Hongwu to the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu.
Every year, the number of officials from the aristocratic families in the southeast would increase exponentially!
Even if the imperial court wanted to curb the imbalance between the north and the south.
There was a Northern and Southern Roll!
However, it was only a temporary solution!
Where was the most fundamental part?
Of course, it was the number of Great Confucians and the overall quality of the students.
Now.
In some of the truly great Confucians who swore to help the world.
He had once set off a campaign to balance the north and personally teach students in areas where sinology had declined!
For example, Fang Xiaoru, the teacher of his eldest grandson, was originally a disciple of Song Lian, a scholar from Eastern Zhejiang.
However, ever since he removed his position as a palace attendant.
He had already been in Shanxi, Shaanxi, and finally in Sichuan!
Such great scholars were not the same!
Then how much did the imperial court support the poor and even the poor students?
Heavenly support!
Xie Jin!
As a poor child, in order to put him in an important position, the old master placed a Jinshi in the court in less than two years!
From top to bottom.
Da Ming had put in a lot of effort for poor children to be able to become officials in the court!
But even so,
"It's hard for a poor family to produce a noble son!"
It was still a golden sentence!
He only met a few of them every year…
Moreover…
Empress Ma was very clear about the area she was in.
It should be in a small village on the other side of Mount Zhong.
Where was the Humble Class?
Humble families, at the very least, had a few literate people. Some of their ancestors were scholars, and some of them had fallen from glory!
But in these children's homes.
But it couldn't even be considered a door!
If nothing unexpected happened, these children would definitely follow their parents and continue their farming lives.
In the Ming Dynasty, although farmers could achieve a class transition, they were still able to achieve a social class transition.
However, the difficulty was probably one in ten thousand.
In an instant.
Empress Ma's thoughts ran wild.
When he looked at Zhu Xiongying again, his face was filled with gratitude.
At this moment.
Zhu Xiongying didn't waste any words!
She gave it to him just like that.
"Where is the pen and paper?"
"I'll write it down in more detail!"
Empress Ma was stunned.
Then, she immediately reacted and quickly replied with an "oh". She immediately invited Zhu Xiongying and the children to enter her residence.
Zhu Xiongying glanced at it briefly.
Although the situation wasn't difficult, most of the food was coarse grain.
There was even some prey meat.
Empress Ma saw Zhu Xiong Ying looking around and immediately smiled,"I'm new here, and these villagers treat me very well.”
"Hey! They couldn't bear to eat the food and meat.”
"But they were all sent to me."
Zhu Xiong Ying nodded and noted this down.
He had seen it just now.
Food and meat were indeed the "best" that the villagers could offer!
Zhu Xiongying thought.
Very quickly.
The child dressed in red took a pen and paper and placed them on the table, looking at him eagerly.
In the courtyard.
There was only a wooden table and a wooden board.
The rest…
There were other small wooden blocks and small stones that were scattered everywhere.
The children probably found it outside.
Zhu Xiongying remembered it in his heart again.
And then…
Without thinking, he wrote down all the methods of "Pinyin" in his mind.
"If you can't remember it for the time being, you can use some simple words as a reference!”
" For example, the Pinyin 'ang'. If you have forgotten how to pronounce it, mark a word you know' ang'."
Zhu Xiongying was meticulous.
He wrote down everything he could, even the tone.
Speaking of which…
The current Da Ming didn't have any punctuations in ancient prose. This was also something that he would have to teach these children in the future.
But now…
He started with Pinyin and literacy.
Soon…
Two hours passed slowly.
Zhu Xiongying sensed that the time of his "avatar" had reached its limit.
And what he wanted to remind her about.
It was about time.
Then, he said goodbye!
"If there is a need, you can make a copy of these things…"
"Even if it's in the printing press outside, it's fine to spread it!”
"There's no need to have old-fashioned ideas."
"The sparks of civilization are created by collisions.”
Zhu Xiong Ying placed the paper on the table and instructed.
After Empress Ma heard this, she could not help but nod her head.
"That should be the case!"
"That should be the case!"
Zhu Xiong Ying smiled slowly.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first…"
"It's already late. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it.”
When Empress Ma heard this, a hint of reluctance flashed across her eyes.
He didn't know why.
She was very close to this young man.
This kind of closeness was almost in her subconscious.
Zhu Xiong Ying had already left the courtyard after bidding farewell.
Only then did Empress Ma recall something.
she asked hurriedly.
"Leaving behind such a treasure, I still don't know your name!”
"Even if it's published later, I'll have to write my name on it!”
"Let the world know who they should thank.”
Zhu Xiongying stopped and suddenly raised his head…
At this moment, the sky was vast and the clouds were high.
Vaguely, eagles could be seen spreading their wings and flying high into the sky…
"The future students of Great Ming are destined to stand at the peak of the mountain and look down on the world!”
"Big Ming will also spread his wings and fly!”
"Why don't you just write two words…"
Zhu Xiong Ying pointed at the sky.
His voice was firm and powerful!
"Eagle!"
……
Shua!
At the same time, Empress Ma's expression changed when she heard this word!
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