Datang broom star

A man inside the door wondered: "Didn't someone say that someone is persecuting His Majesty?"

In many cases, the herd mentality drives people to follow, and when things are over, they are still confused and don't know the purpose.

The man couldn't help laughing.

"That's why."

Fangzheng's eyes lit up, "Mr. Jia first proposed that the court subsidize money and food to build new schools in various places, so that the children of the common people can also study. His Majesty strongly agreed, but he was impeached by those people immediately, and he was so aggressive! He said he wanted to force His Majesty to do it. Duke Jia is dead."

"Ah! It turned out to be this matter?"

The man outside nodded, "If you made a fuss that day, this matter will be settled. Now come from Chang'an first, and each workshop will build a school, and your children will be able to study in the future."

An old man hesitated, "How much does that cost?"

The man sniffed, "I just heard those noble people say that if you don't need money, the people will not cherish this opportunity and regard studying as a dispensable thing, so you have to charge money. However, there are money and food subsidies from the DPRK and China, and the money paid is very little.”

"That's good, that's good!"

Sun Liang was watching this scene from the sidelines, and someone asked him, "Sun Liang, we are all neighbors, is it really useful for you to talk about reading?"

Everyone was looking at him.

Sun Liang nodded vigorously, "Reading is really useful!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Then read!"

"Do you want help building the school? Let's help!"

"That's right! I also have wood at home, but if it's bad, just take it."

"As long as it can make your children and grandchildren prosperous, you will not hesitate to lose your family and property, not to mention that His Majesty is kind and has also subsidized money and food."

Sun Liang looked at these people and felt an indescribable aura.

Boom boom boom!

When the drums sounded, the soldiers opened the door and shouted, "Get in and out!"

Everyone rushed out.

The morning light swayed from the east, covering the city of Chang'an.

The roofs of thousands of households are stained with the brilliance of the morning sun, and the courtyards and land are busy with people.

Sun Liang turned his head while running, watching the morning sun shine on the faces of those residents, everyone's faces were filled with smiles.

It's alive!

He turned and started trotting.

When he arrived at school, the students were still washing up, so Sun Liang quickly took out the textbooks and stood under a lantern to review.

There are many students under the lantern, some are reciting softly, some are carefully trying to figure out the knowledge points.

The men’s rooms are all together, and the room for sacrificial wine has been vacant for a long time, with a gong hanging under the eaves.

"The hour has come."

A gentleman came out of the duty room with a hammer in his hand, and he beat it as soon as he raised it.

Dangdang Dangdang!

In the army, the use of gong to strike means to withdraw troops. The so-called Mingjin withdraws troops, and gold refers to gong.Because gong is a copper product, and copper was called gold in ancient times, so the term Mingjin came into being.

The crisp voice spread everywhere, and those students rushed out from everywhere, some were shouting, some were laughing.

"Very lively!"

There was a platform on the playground. Some people said it was like a general platform, but Jia Pingan kicked it.

Han Wei and the others stood on the stage, watching the students gather on the playground.

After the queue stood up, Han Wei shouted: "The drill begins."

A group of students started doing exercises.

If someone in the future comes to see this scene, they will definitely be shocked.

Isn't this radio gymnastics?

This is a warm up.

Then start running.

Groups of students began to trot around the playground.

"Those in the Imperial College are still sleeping."

A gentleman pointed to the Imperial College with a look of regret.

"What are you talking about over there saying that we are unconventional, students, just read a good book, and practice all day long."

Han Wei said indifferently: "Confucianism also has riding and archery, but those are things that noble people can afford. Children from ordinary families have never even ridden a horse. What is riding and archery? Riding a hog to shoot arrows?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Yan frowned and said: "Sir, Confucianism actually provides a solution. From life to work, Confucianism has solutions. But these knowledge need to be organized into a system, but Confucians are obviously not willing to do so. In their eyes, Confucianism It is a gift from the gods, the more illusory the better, the more it can coax people. So Confucianism is not as good as one generation because of this."

"solution?"

This new statement made everyone a little puzzled.

"It's the way to solve the problem." Zhao Yan explained: "You will encounter many things in life or doing things, how to get along with others, how to judge whether something is good or bad, what should be done and what should not be done. Put it in order, that's the way to solve the problem."

This angle is so strange that everyone can't help thinking.

Puff puff!

Puff puff!

The students ran at a steady pace, and the orderly queue shook gently, like a long dragon in the morning light.

Han Wei looked up with firm eyes.

"Look at these!"