Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 557: A teacher for one day, a talent reserve for the country
A scholar is one who worries about the country and the people.

The scholars and Confucianists, represented by the disciples of Confucius, have indeed made an indelible contribution to the development and prosperity of the Central Plains dynasties.

But people are divided into good and bad, and any system and rules will gradually become unable to adapt to the development of the times over time.

Jia Cong cleverly explained the role of Confucianism in a different way. Confucianism is the foundation of self-cultivation, the basis of governing the world, and the soul of inheritance.

It combines the three most important aspects of self-cultivation, governing the world, and inheritance. In this way, no one can say that Jia Cong is undermining the foundation of the holy way and ruining Confucianism.

Then we can add some extra material to it, for example, there are bad people among us, the disciples of Confucian sages. As good young people of the new era, we young people must shoulder the responsibility of eradicating bad policies, catching the bad guys, and returning Confucianism to its right track.

The young men were indeed the group of people with the strongest sense of justice, responsibility and mission. Jia Cong simply explained his views on Confucianism, Confucianism and Confucian scholars today, which immediately aroused everyone's enthusiasm.

We are young students, in the prime of our youth, full of youthful vigor and ambition, and full of ambition.

Pointing out the mountains and rivers, writing inspiring articles, the scholars were once marquises.

Look, Jia Cong just said this and the whole garden became excited.

Nearly two thousand young men followed suit and recited together, each of them excitedly waving their fists and shouting with red faces. Jia Cong was so amused that he thought he had the public speaking potential of the failed art student.

Fortunately, the effect is obvious. The eyes of this group of young men have become unusually clear from the confusion when they entered the park.

Jia Cong had a feeling that if those academic tycoons were here now, the young men might drown them with their spit.

"Give me back my holy way!"

“Give me justice!”

"Give me back my bright and clear world!"

In a pavilion not far away, the old saint and the emperor, who had received the news, were watching from a high place.

To be honest, the two saints were stunned by Jia Cong's actions.

As a king, he always seeks stability in governing the country and always relies on old ministers who are capable of carrying heavy responsibilities.

For a group of young people like this who are still wet behind the ears in the eyes of the Two Saints, the Two Saints may be willing to train them, but they will not entrust such important matters as the country's major affairs to them.

But Jia Cong dared to take advantage of the situation and guide the young men to become the pillars of the reform of Confucianism...

"If the youth are strong, the country will be strong. This sentence makes me feel full of strength."

"I have never been..."

The father and son smiled at each other, then shook their heads with a wry smile.

The old man leaned on the railing and looked into the distance. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The capital is already in jubilation, and everywhere is filled with the joyful atmosphere of the festival.

Daxia, a truly strong and prosperous country, began in Zhaowu and flourished in Yuanyou.

Not only can the people have enough food and clothing, but they also have extra money to buy meat, snacks, and colorful clothes for their children. Isn't this a prosperous age?
"Fourth Brother, you have done a good job these years. You are better than your father!"

This was the first time that the old man directly praised his fourth son, leaving the emperor at a loss as to what to do.

To be honest, I was surprised a little, but I felt more aggrieved.

God knows how hard he has worked over the years to get a good word from his father. He has been dealing with memorials day and night, and has to be vigilant against his brothers and nephews at all times.

The stubborn fourth brother managed to eliminate bad politics at home and defend against foreign invaders at the cost of his life.

The future that his eldest brother had described for him has now been realized in the hands of the fourth brother. Can't he say that it's good?
The emperor was in his forties, but he actually became jealous.

Not only did the old man not speak harshly as he did in the past, but he was filled with emotion. He let out a long sigh and patted his son's shoulder.

"I, as a father, am too strict with you. My son has indeed done a good job, better than me and better than your elder brother. In the past, your elder brother once said that the second son was a reckless man, the thirteenth son was a scoundrel... Only you are steady, down-to-earth, and a man who gets things done. If it weren't for your elder brother... your father originally planned to let you run Jiangnan..."

In fact, the old man has always had a clear mind. He knows and understands everything.

He knew everything, including what happened to the Zhen family in Jinling.

But he was an emperor, and his imperial mentality prevented him from doing whatever he wanted.

Even when Lin Ruhai, whom he had promoted, was struggling, he was unable to take action personally and use imperial power to break the rule of the Jiangnan gentry and wealthy families over half of Jiangnan.

It was not until the fourth brother gradually disintegrated the power of the Jiangnan gentry and wealthy families that he dared to slowly transfer the power of the country to the hands of the emperor.

If the emperor had lost, he would have handed over power to the fourteenth brother, or the eldest brother's son, without hesitation, or he would have chosen a new heir...

But now it seems that the boss's vision was right, and he, the emperor, also chose the right person.

The fourth child’s personality makes him the most suitable person.

He was reckless when he should be reckless and patient when he should be patient. He dared to employ people boldly and even made good use of Wang Ziteng, who often caused him trouble at the time. The fourth prince's character and wisdom were most suitable for being an emperor.

……

The stage that was originally intended to be placed in the garden was moved by the old lady to the front yard.

Today, the garden is truly filled with great scholars chatting and laughing, and there are no unlearned people coming and going. Nearly two thousand scholars gathered here, which is probably only seen in the Imperial Examination Hall.

In order to deceive... and to enlighten these confused Confucian scholars, Jia Cong spoke so loudly that smoke almost came out of his throat.

Fortunately, the effect was remarkable. After about an hour, people everywhere in the garden were discussing the holy way of state affairs and imagining the future of Daxia.

Jia Cong only had time to moisten his throat with some herbal tea before he was pulled over by a group of scholars.

"Mr. Wenkui, your majesty has issued an order to reform the imperial examination. I think that simply increasing the proportion of mathematics in the imperial examination is far from enough. When I was studying abroad, I found that there were not many officials in the imperial court who studied the law, and they were only roughly familiar with it but not proficient in it. When they were trying cases, they often needed the legal advisers to remind them..."

“I believe that the people-friendly officials in prefectures and counties should be well-versed in laws and regulations so that they can avoid unjust cases to a greater extent.”

"Also, as time goes by, laws and regulations should be improved accordingly... For example, more and more merchants from all over the world are coming to our Great Xia now, and the court should also increase restrictions on people involved in foreign affairs..."

"I think the laws against the royal family and nobles should be the same as those against the common people. Otherwise, the arrogant Liu clan members and royal relatives will undermine the prestige of the court, which is more serious than the common people breaking the law..."

Jia Cong bowed to the young man curiously and asked, "May I know your name?"

"Oh, this is Luo Xiang, a student of the Imperial Academy, from Taizhou, Zhejiang."

Luo Xiang returned the gift, his brows always filled with concern for the country and the people.

He was born in a poor family, and had a reputation for talent after passing the imperial examination. Unfortunately, he could not stand the hypocritical behavior of the Xilin Party, so he refused Xilin's recruitment and traveled to various prefectures with his books on his back, and finally came to the capital.

Luo Xiang was able to enter the Imperial College to study because he met the Imperial College's chief academic officer, Li Shouzhong...

When Jia Cong heard the name Luo Xiang, the first person he thought of was someone.

Zhang Zhengju, a lawless maniac who was still working hard on the "Daxia Code" in the Ministry of Justice, was said to have ignored his wife and often stayed up late and did not go home in order to revise the new "Daxia Code".

"Is Luo Sheng proficient in the law?"

Jia Cong just asked tentatively, and someone beside him answered for Luo Xiang: "Your Excellency may not know that Brother Luo can recite the Daxia Code by heart. The chief priest once said that Brother Luo is the best law practitioner he has ever seen. From now on, you can join the Three Departments to rectify the laws and strengthen the laws and disciplines for the country."

Talent!
Daxia has no shortage of people who are well versed in the classics of the saints; what it lacks is talent in criminal law.

Jia Cong's eyes changed when he looked at Luo Xiang. Such talents must be well cultivated.

"Mr. Luo should have heard about the court's revision of the Daxia Code. Mr. Zhang Zhengju rarely goes home because of this new Daxia Code. His Royal Highness the King of Wu has complained to me about this. So, since Mr. Luo is good at laws, why not go to the Ministry of Justice and follow Mr. Zhang..."

"Is it really possible? Can students really follow Mr. Zhang to study the Great Xia Law?"

The reputation of Zhang San, the lawless outlaw, is extremely famous in Jiangnan.

Luo Xiang was also a half-apprentice of the Legalists, so he naturally respected him very much. When he heard that Yongfeng Hou wanted to send him to the Ministry of Justice to follow Zhang Zhengju, his whole body was shaking with excitement.

Happiness came so suddenly that Luo Sheng couldn't believe it.

Jia Cong wrote a note on the spot, stamped it with his own seal and gave it to Luo Xiang.

"I will tell Mr. Zhang about your situation. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will take this note to the Ministry of Justice. Knowledge gained from books is shallow. You must practice it yourself to know it. You have learned a lot. You might as well put it into practice to test it. Who among you is still proficient in laws and regulations? If you are willing to try the Ministry of Justice, go to your chief priest after the festival to sign up. I will have someone take an examination. Those with excellent results can enter the three departments for internship."

No one had heard of the word internship, so Jia Cong explained, "Internship means practical learning. I still say that what you learn from books is shallow, and you must practice it to know it well. The country does not need people who only know how to study!"

Now I understand.

Everyone was surprised again. If one is proficient in criminal law, he can enter the Three Departments for internship. Then, if one is proficient in finance and mathematics, can he go to the Ministry of Revenue?

Who could not be excited for these young men who are determined to pass the imperial examinations and enter officialdom to be able to get close to the major political affairs of the country?
As the saying goes, many hands make light work, let alone nearly two thousand scholars who are well-versed in the classics, history, and literature, the fire will burn even more vigorously.

Jia Cong heard many very constructive suggestions from these young men, such as recruiting talents by subject, recruiting according to needs, younger officials, judicial supervision, and other suggestions that were beneficial to the reform of the country. He recorded them one by one in a small notebook, intending to hand them over to the cabinet later for them to discuss and select the best ones.

The lunch was held in the garden, with a waterside pavilion and singing stage, and the scenery was just perfect.

Everyone drank wine and continued to discuss the matter enthusiastically. They were all excited and honored. They felt that Yongfeng Marquis Jia Cong did not treat them as children and took their suggestions seriously.

They felt that they were participating in the country's major political affairs and were doing something major that could get rid of bad politics, so they were full of energy.

After lunch, the poetry reading turned from a political meeting into a study session.

Because Mr. Xue Hengwu walked up to the podium with a blackboard behind him.

"Thank you for your kindness. Today I will talk about my understanding of mathematics..."

Mathematics can be learned superficially through memory and effort, and the basics can be learned through simple formulas.

But to master it, it requires a lot of talent.

Jia Cong was the second class. He built on the foundation laid by the predecessors and learned the basics through hard work.

Baochai is the third class, she is truly talented.

Relying on the calculation formulas that Jia Cong had taught sporadically, he managed to defeat a generation of great mathematicians.

This is because Baochai is busy taking care of the family and does not have the energy to devote herself to further research in mathematics.

Jia Cong couldn’t even imagine whether Baochai would have won the Nobel Prize in Mathematics... No, it was the Fields Medal if she were in the same environment in her previous life.

Everyone was very welcome to Baochai's coming.

Let’s not talk about Mr. Hengwu’s angelic appearance for now, let’s just talk about the “open class” of a great mathematics master, who wouldn’t want to listen?

The studious young man was fascinated by what he heard, and the Jia family even took out all the pens, ink and paper in the treasury for the students to take notes and copy.

For more than an hour, Baochai explained most of the most basic mathematical methods.

Just this is something that the professors in the Imperial College have never taught before, and it made everyone feel very excited.

"Arabic numerals are really useful, and I've never heard of these formulas before."

"But these Arabic numerals are too easy to tamper with. I think if the court wants to use this method, they should also mark the characters of our dynasty on the side."

As expected, smart people are smart people, and this group of young men in Daxia are full of talented people.

Jia Cong was very pleased that everyone was able to put their knowledge into practice and draw inferences about other situations.

It took a huge amount of manpower and financial resources to get today's "Poetry Meeting" done. If these young men didn't have any insights, Jia Cong would be heartbroken.

"The art of mathematics is profound and I only have a superficial understanding of it. If you want to continue your research, you can go to Xue's bookstore in a few days to buy the book "Basic Mathematics" written by Yongfeng Hou himself. The Xue family does not make any profit from this book, so it is sold at cost price, fifty cents per copy..."

Oh my god, fifty cents!
A copy of the engraved version of "The Analects" cost two taels of silver.

"Marquis Yongfeng is righteous! Mr. Hengwu is righteous! The Xue family of Jinling is righteous!"

The imperial court has already made it clear that it wants to increase the weight of mathematics in the imperial examinations, so this book "Basic Mathematics" is of great significance.

No matter how many people in Daxia will buy this book, even they themselves will not be able to resist trying to make more money from it.

Amid the crowd's praises, Baochai smiled and nodded at Jia Cong, then raised her hand to suppress the cheers and applause from below.

"I will talk about these today. I will discuss this with you when there is a chance. Next, Princess Wen'an will tell you about the judicial supervision system and its operation in the imperial court."

wow...

The garden was bustling again.

The judicial supervision system and how it operates are crucial knowledge for students who want to take the imperial examinations and become officials.

Laws can be learned from books, but as for the judicial supervision system of the dynasty, they probably only know that the central Censorate and the local Judicial Supervisory Offices are supervisory agencies.

As for its system and operation, except for those whose family members are officials in the court who know a little bit, the rest of the people are completely in the dark.

"Mr. Lin not only served as an imperial censor in the Censorate, but also served as a local magistrate for ten years. As expected, Princess Wen'an has inherited all of Mr. Lin's skills!"

Daiyu not only told everyone about the establishment structure of judicial supervision in the dynasty, but also quoted from classics, from the pre-Qin period to the present day.

It also combines judicial supervision with reality and points out the importance of judicial supervision.

"The purpose of Taizu setting up the Censorate and the Criminal Investigation Office was to eliminate the trend of official corruption and disorderly government as much as possible."

Daiyu stopped talking after half an hour. Her expression became serious and her words became harsher.

"When I was promoting compulsory education, I always reminded local public schools that law was a compulsory subject. This would prevent the people from breaking the law as much as possible. Today, I am explaining the law of supervision to you to remind you that you are the future of the country. I only hope that you can see this sword that supervises all officials and do not try to touch this taboo..."

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　It’s been very difficult to write recently because my work is often blocked for review.

　　It’s better to pass it quickly, otherwise I’ll be driven crazy by the daily comments from the auditors saying that it alludes to reality.

　　I will stop here for tonight. I will figure out how to skip this part of the story and continue updating tomorrow.

　　Good night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)