Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 558 Am I Useless?
The task of popularizing law is a difficult and far-reaching one. Not to mention that the literacy rate in the country is a big problem, even the constant resistance in the court is enough to cause headaches.

Daiyu once asked Jia Cong in confusion why there were officials in the court who were quite resistant to his promotion of legal education in public schools. Only Jia Cong, who had received systematic education in his previous life, could understand this.

As more legal knowledge becomes available and people become more knowledgeable, it becomes more difficult to manage them.

I guess many officials in the court were secretly cursing Jia Cong and Daiyu for being nosy.

Of course, these small-scale resistances and oppositions will not have much impact on the general trend. What is lacking now is public school teachers.

Jia Cong, Daiyu, Baochai and others personally sent out the gate of Rongguo Mansion one by one of the leeks... no, the future pillars of Daxia.

The last ones to leave were He Chong and Baochai.

Before leaving, the young couple bowed to Jia Cong to express their gratitude.

If Baochai gained fame by defeating the divine fortune teller Zisunshan in two consecutive mathematical contests at the Imperial College that day, then today's role as a teacher really gave Baochai a place in the official circle, and a very high status at that.

Don’t underestimate this day of teaching. From now on, anyone who studies mathematics will have to pay half-teacher respects to Baochai.

It was truly a great joyous event for the Xue family and the He family.

"Is there something wrong, Brother Bao?"

After being tired for a whole day, Jia Cong had originally been thinking about going back to his room and having a good sleep while hugging the sweet and soft Sister Lin.

Unexpectedly, Baoyu frowned and followed him silently into the east wing.

Daiyu went back to her room to rest first, while Jia Cong took Baoyu to the study.

The capital city was already a little chilly in early autumn. Zijuan brought tea and snacks and then left. Jia Cong asked again, "Did something happen?"

Baoyu shook his head and hesitated for a long time before asking back: "Brother Cong, you are the smartest person in our family. Tell me, am I useless?"

Ok?
What is Master Bao up to now?
Baoyu raised his hand, spread it out and said, "Compared with other scholars today, I am neither good at literature nor martial arts. I can't lift anything. I don't have the skills to defend against enemies and kill bandits, nor the ability to govern the country and bring peace to the people. The only thing I can do is write a few sad poems..."

"Stop!"

Jia Cong understood that Baoyu was being stupid again!

The things that Master Bao has experienced in the past few years are things that he had hardly encountered in his previous sixteen years.

Although he grew up very quickly, due to the influence of his personality, his growth did not allow him to see himself clearly, let alone the nature of the world.

Jia Cong poured him a cup of tea, feeling both amused and helpless, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Brother Bao, how could you think that poetry and writing are not a skill? If this were to spread, people would think that Master Bao of Rongguo Mansion was being sarcastic and boastful!"

Oh God, please send down thunder and kill this guy.

Jia Baoyu, a top scholar and a talented poet, actually said that he was incompetent!
"Let's not talk about anything else. I once said something when I advised the court to establish a news department. Do you remember, Brother Bao?"

Baoyu pondered for a moment and remembered the plaque hanging in the main hall of the News Department - Uncrowned Censor, and muttered to himself: "Uncrowned Censor!"

"Yes, the Uncrowned Imperial Censor."

Jia Cong nodded: "The Censorate is the most important supervisory agency in our dynasty. It supervises all officials and the emperor. It is also one of the main ways for the emperor to understand the suffering of the people. Every news release written by Brother Bao in the past few years is not written with a pen, but actually a sword that cuts into the darkness..."

In recent years, Baoyu has been increasingly valued by Hai Gangfeng and Hai Bijia because of his sharply worded news releases and his straightforward impeachment memorials that were not afraid of the powerful.

The dynasty has no shortage of capable ministers who can govern the country, nor does it lack capable generals who can wield swords and mount horses. Instead, what it lacks is an advisor like Baoyu who regards power and wealth as nothing and has a heart that values ​​the whole country for the public.

With the backup of Rongguo Mansion, Baoyu can impeach any lawless person without worrying about retaliation.

Hai Gangfeng has told Jia Cong many times that after Baoyu has gained more experience for a few years, he must bring him to the Censorate. It would be a waste to keep him in the News Department.

Jia Cong has different opinions on whether Baoyu's time in the News Department is a waste.

But judging from Hai Gangfeng's evaluation, Baoyu is by no means a waste who only knows how to indulge in romantic affairs, but rather a rare talent.

While the second wife, Jia Lan, is still young, Baoyu is already able to support the second wife independently.

But before that, I have to keep an eye on this sensitive boy...

"Second Brother Bao, with you in the News Department, the newspaper can supervise the government and the public without fear of any powerful people, and without worrying about anyone suppressing public opinion. It is difficult to enter the government office. There are so many lawless people in the world, so many injustices, and so many people who have nowhere to seek redress. Don't you want to be the Justice Bao of Daxia?"

……

Jia Cong sent Baoyu, who had been tricked and crippled, out of the courtyard, and watched him leave with his arms folded and a smile on his face.

Daiyu came over wearing a cloak and asked Baoyu curiously what was the matter.

After Jia Cong finished explaining the whole story, Daiyu was also deeply moved by Baoyu's sensitive mind.

"If it's true as Mr. Hai said, it would be great for Baoyu to be a censor in the future. But he is too straightforward, and he will have a hard time in the court, even with us. It would be better for him to stay in the News Department, at least he can avoid unnecessary trouble."

Even though the court is now known to be full of upright people, conflicts of interest are unavoidable at any time.

With Baoyu's personality of saying whatever he wants, if he really took up a real position in the court, he would either be angry to death or anger others to death within half a month at most.

The emperor probably doesn't want to be spitted at every day by the young and strong "Hai Gangfeng".

"That's true. I also think it's better for Brother Bao to be an uncrowned censor. He can curse as much as he wants in the newspapers, and there will always be room for easing the situation. If he really takes up a position in the court, I'm worried that he will offend the entire court."

Politics requires compromise, and Jia Cong doesn't think Baoyu can just flatter the officials in the court.

The couple looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then walked hand in hand into the yard.

"What are your plans for those officials and scholars today?"

Daiyu's understanding of Jia Cong is even deeper than that of Master She.

Having put so much thought into this, Daiyu doesn't think that Jia Cong would do it just to appease the people on behalf of the emperor.

Sure enough, Jia Cong embraced Daiyu's soft waist and whispered in her ear: "These people are the best knives. If used well, they can not only stab the waist of the aristocratic families and scholars, but also serve as the freshest bloodline of the new policy and become the cornerstone of the successor world..."

The two returned to the room, washed up and lay down. Jia Cong hugged the sweet and soft Daiyu, stroking her smooth back, and while being gentle and caring, he talked about his plans.

It is a coincidence that by now, the reforms of civil service, taxation, and military affairs have been basically completed under the New Deal, and the main focus of the court now is structural innovation and improvement of the system.

The reform and improvement of the imperial court's structure increased the demand for talent several times.

Originally, Jia Cong suggested to Liu Hong that the number of imperial examinations should be increased and the recruitment ratio should be expanded to fill the large number of vacancies that would soon appear.

However, Liu Hong rarely rejected Jia Cong's suggestion. Holding imperial examinations to select officials was the most important ceremony in the country, and it was better to have no officials than to have unqualified ones, otherwise the quality of officials would decline rapidly.

Today, these officials and scholars have given Jia Cong a good idea: select scholars by subject and implement the internship method.

Selecting candidates by subject can place the most suitable people in the most suitable positions.

The implementation of the internship method can provide a large number of fairly qualified leeks... talents in a short period of time.

In this way, the imperial court would have enough time to train qualified officials, and after two or three imperial examinations, the vacancies would be filled.

"Moreover, I have observed that many of these scholars have no intention of taking the imperial examinations to become officials. Instead, they can be hired as public school teachers, given an honorary title, and granted a court salary, and it would be most appropriate to let them teach children."

There are tens of thousands of public schools in the world, and the need for public school instructors has almost made the people in the Ministry of Rites worry about it.

The level of those old Confucian scholars... there is really nothing that can be done, otherwise Jia Cong would never let those stubborn old Confucian scholars teach the future buds of the Celestial Empire.

When Daiyu was inspecting the public school in the capital, she met an old Confucian scholar who was extremely opposed to women's admission. He started by saying that women's virtue lies in their lack of talent, and almost forced Daiyu to order the expulsion of the old scholar.

It would be best if there was a group of young boys to teach.

"Also, the public school still needs female teachers, so that it can better promote the admission of female students. You have to discuss this matter with the Crown Princess and see if the ladies in the capital are willing. If possible, try it out in the capital first..."

There are so many things to consider when trying to get something done these days.

The compulsory education alone is enough to make Jia Cong pull out a lot of hair.

Fortunately, with the Lin family's daughter Zhuge, Daiyu can handle many things properly...

As Jia Cong spoke, his voice gradually became almost inaudible.

Daiyu heard Jia Cong's light snoring in the dark. She pinched the corner of her quilt out of amusement, then snuggled into Jia Cong's chest and closed her eyes.

……

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the old lady was in a very good mood.

Yesterday, nearly two thousand officials and scholars came to participate in the "poetry meeting" held by the Jia family. Its influence is almost as great as the imperial examination held every three years.

Early in the morning, officials' families from various mansions came to visit. On the one hand, they came to send festival gifts to build relationships with Rongguo Mansion, and on the other hand, they were sent by their masters to gather information.

However, the old ladies are smart people. They only talk about fun during the holidays and will never say anything that may affect the overall situation.

Jia Cong slept until the sun was high in the sky, with his hands still tightly holding Daiyu's delicate body, making it difficult for her to get up.

The two maids had been waiting outside for a long time and knocked on the door to ask if their master wanted to get up and wash.

Jia Cong was in high spirits at the moment, so he would never miss the chance to kiss her. He asked the maids to go back first, and turned over to press the resentful Daiyu under him...

When the old lady sent someone to call Jia Cong and the other person who had not yet arrived at Rong Xi Tang, Daiyu had already collapsed on the bed and was unwilling to move.

Jia Cong drove away the red-faced maid, brought warm water to wipe Daiyu personally, and helped her dress and put on makeup.

As for drawing eyebrows, this rough man's level was worrying. Daiyu was embarrassed and annoyed and knocked his hand away, saying coquettishly: "It's all your fault. Why did you bother me so early in the morning? Now others will laugh at me if they know..."

Jia Cong stopped Daiyu from behind, rested his chin on the top of Daiyu's head, sniffed her fragrance, and said with a smile: "Husband and wife should be harmonious and harmonious, and the joy of the boudoir is the great way of human relations. What's there to laugh at? Who asked my wife Dai'e to be so beautiful that I can't control myself? It's true that the old saying is right, a hero can't resist a beautiful woman, and the land of tenderness is the most fascinating!"

As he spoke, his hands did not forget to wander around, wanting to kiss her more.

However, Daiyu would not let Jia Cong, whose mind was full of colors at the moment, succeed. She bumped Jia Cong's chest with her elbow lightly and escaped from his arms.

Then he knocked her on the head with his backhand: "Go quickly, don't keep grandma waiting, I will teach you a lesson in the evening!"

The young couple changed into comfortable but polite home clothes and walked towards Rong Xi Tang hand in hand.

On the way, they met Baoyu and Xiangyun, who had also just woken up. Jia Cong winked at Baoyu, who had dark circles under his eyes.

"It seems that Brother Bao stayed up late again last night? ┗|｀O′|┛Ah~~"

Daiyu's pretty face was flushed red at this moment. She reached out and pinched a piece of flesh on Jia Cong's waist, twisting it gently.

Jia Cong naturally pretended to be in pain and cooperated with Daiyu.

Before Baoyu, the fool, could react, Xiangyun had already glared at Jia Cong, ran to Daiyu, pulled her away, and quickly walked towards Rong Xi Tang.

"I fought for a long time last night. I went to bed when it was getting cooler. When you have time, come to my place and help me..."

Ok?
This time it was Jia Cong's turn to be confused, but he soon figured out what Baoyu meant.

My goodness! When Baoyu got so excited, he even left his lovely wife aside and worked at his desk until dawn.

No wonder the dark circles under his eyes are like those of an iron-eating beast...

"I had a long conversation with you last night. After I went back, I thought about it for a long time and felt that you were right. The country needs a news department and a newspaper. However, if there is only one newspaper in the capital, it is far from enough. I think the court should allow private newspapers..."

Baoyu's idea is very simple. Since the imperial court needs the supervision of newspapers, he should spread newspapers throughout Daxia so that every citizen can have access to newspapers.

"There are too many injustices in the world. As you said, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter the government. The newspaper can fill this gap..."

The two brothers walked slowly towards Rong Xi Tang, exchanging their views from time to time.

Although Baoyu's ideas are naive, they do have some merits.

Jia Cong agreed with part of it and reminded him: "Brother Bao, have you ever thought that newspapers are a double-edged sword and public opinion can be manipulated. If the court allows private individuals to publish newspapers, what if some disloyal people use newspapers to attack the court and slander Your Majesty?"

The war of public opinion is a war without bloodshed.

Many times, the government is passive and backward in public opinion.

Baoyu's idea is good, but a rule must be established to restrain public opinion so as to avoid rumors flying around and causing big trouble that undermines social stability.

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　I will stop writing here for tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)