Iron Dynasty

Qingzhou.

While the war in Nanyang was going on, Xiao Ming was also worried about complicated government affairs.

As the foreign enemies were slaughtered, the external contradictions disappeared, but for this reason the internal contradictions seemed to suddenly become prominent.

Of course, he understands that this is just his illusion. In fact, the internal problems have always existed, but they have been covered up by the successive wars.

And most of the articles in the newspapers were about the war between the South and the North, which made everyone's attention more focused on the external war.

Establish a noble school! Whose idea came up with this? Xiao Ming looked at Pang Yukun with a sullen face.

With a helpless look on his face, he said: It stands to reason that such trivial matters shouldn't bother the emperor, but at present the conflict between the poor and noble children in the school is getting more and more serious, and there are often cases of noble children bullying the poor students. A lot of times, the newspapers would turn a blind eye when they worry about offending the dignitaries, and if it wasn’t for the old ministers who inspected the various colleges and were sued by the imperial court, they would not have discovered this matter.”

A lawsuit against the imperial court? Why have I never received a lawsuit against the imperial court! Xiao Ming frowned.

Speaking of this, Pang Yukun was even more angry, he said: Jizhou officials are worried that they will be stripped of their official robes because of this incident, and they specially send people to watch the people who are suing the imperial court. There have been many conflicts among the people over the years, but the imperial court knows very much about it. Less, it's all for this reason.

Hearing this, Xiao Ming felt resentful in his heart. He has attached great importance to the administration of officials since he ascended the throne, but now he finds more and more that this country has fallen into the cycle of history again. Thinking of this, he becomes more and more angry.

Establishing an aristocratic school, huh, it's a hundred-day dream. I'm now trying to blur the distinction between the nobles and the common people. If this is the case, wouldn't all the previous achievements be forfeited, and, after all, you are also the chief assistant of the cabinet. , can't solve this problem? Xiao Ming said solemnly.

Pang Yukun blushed, Your Majesty, it's just that there are too many dignitaries supporting this matter. There are rumors that some nobles are planning to host private schools. These private schools are said to be for the empire to reduce the pressure on education, but in fact they are for the children of nobles and merchants. , and it is said that some people have contacted outstanding teachers from various colleges and promised high salaries.

After a pause, Pang Yukun said: The old minister was born in a poor family, so he doesn't want to see the distance between the poor family and the powerful, but there is no law in the empire that prohibits the establishment of private schools.

Xiao Ming nodded lightly, he understood what Pang Yukun meant, what he wanted was his own will to prohibit the establishment of private schools by the people in order to put an end to this bad trend of separating the rich and the poor.

Xiao Ming agrees with Pang Yukun's idea. He comes from modern times and understands that the unfair distribution of teaching resources will only accelerate the differentiation of classes. The children of the rich and officials have abundant resources. Using their wealth and power, they took the cake. The biggest piece of the game, the poor family can only look up to and can't get it, which is also the root of hatred for the rich and the power.

It’s just like what happened to Pang Yukun. The policies promulgated by the imperial court were good, but in the hands of officials, they were played badly. There are policies above and countermeasures below.

Who are these officials who run private schools? Xiao Ming said with a chill in his voice. For more than ten years, he has sharpened his knives abroad. Some people have forgotten that his knives can also be placed around their necks.

After hesitating for a while, Pang Yukun said, It's mainly Wang Chengye, Minister of Rites, Xiao Yu, Duke of Tang, and it is said that Old Feige's brother-in-law is also involved.

Hmph, a first-rank officer and two royal relatives are all very important figures. Since that's the case, I'll use them this time to kill those whose tails are getting higher and higher.

What does the emperor plan to do? Pang Yukun was a little curious.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he said: I have a way to make the ban on private schools go smoothly. You can go back to the cabinet to formulate this decree.

Yes, Your Majesty. Pang Yukun let out a light sigh of relief. He could reprimand the Minister of Rites, but he had no choice but to ask Xiao Ming for help with a senior family like Tang Guogong.

After sending Pang Yukun away, Xiao Ming called Qian Dafu over and gave a few words in his ear.

Qian Dafu understood and went out of the palace.

In fact, he had heard some rumors about the conflict between the noble children and the underprivileged children in the school, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

If this matter is not dealt with seriously now, the foundation of the empire will be shaken in the future, because the powerful can do this, and the rich can do the same. Once the gap between the rich and the poor increases in the future, the problem will only become more and more prominent.

Therefore, he wants to use this incident to make some big news, and justifiably issue a ban on running private schools.

The next day, Qingzhou Senior School opened its doors on time as usual, and the children of the nobles and the children of the common people came to the common school, but it was obvious that the children of the nobles and the children of the common people were sitting in different places in the school. Ignore anyone.

When the class bell rang and the students entered the school together, a cold voice sounded.

Hey, mud legs, you're sitting in the wrong place!

With a cigarette in his mouth, Feitong squinted at the boy sitting on the east side of the academy. According to the unwritten rule, the children of the nobles were on the east side, while the children of the poor family were on the west side.

Children of nobles have always been very sensitive to this rule, and as the children of nobles with the highest status in this school, Feitong is even more taboo.

So when he saw a poor boy who he had never seen sitting in his seat, he was naturally extremely unhappy.

Although they belonged to the same school, the noble children rarely paid attention to these people from the common people's family. Now that this person dared to violate the rules, he was naturally very angry.

This is the teacher who assigned me to sit here today. If you have any questions, you can go to the teacher. Besides, who stipulates that only you can sit here. The young man glanced at Feitong lightly, with a proud look.

Feitong couldn't remember the names of the classmates in this class. After all, he was too lazy to remember, but no one in this class dared to talk to him like this.

Heh. Feitong sneered. He didn't expect that a mud-legged man would dare to be arrogant with him. He raised his head and glanced at the other noble children. They were looking at him, as if watching a play.

They couldn't bear to sit in the same school with these common people's children for a long time, and wanted to make trouble for a long time, but they didn't have enough identity and courage, so they could only count on Feitong to take the lead. After all, Feitong's grandfather was a minister in the cabinet. .

One shift tonight, and three shifts tomorrow.