I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

The New World, Australia, and China's inherent tributary circle, which have almost no governance costs, are what Ming should focus on.

So although it is far away, Zhu Fugui has already formed the idea of ​​using Jewish nails to control key oil-producing areas.

It is this kind of political commitment and a lot of money, plus a little deterrence of small means, that makes Donald's loyalty no less than that of any courtier in the foreseeable period of time.

And as Donald's daughter, Ivana was also able to spend a happy childhood in Daming Fengdu.

Can you not be happy, as an eight-year-old girl, but spends all day in kindergarten beating children...

This is mainly because Daming is currently unable to organize primary and secondary education, and there are very few children in this age group.

Instead, universities and kindergartens have already started.

The latter is easier to understand, because there will inevitably be many children born in Ming Dynasty in the next few years, and there must be kindergartens that can provide general education.

The university actually refers to the Imperial College.

The Guozijian of the fourth Ming Empire is naturally not the old institution that buys gold and gold, but the serious [Daming Royal Academy of Sciences].

Once you enter this school, you are a real student of the emperor.

Because His Majesty Zhu Fugui is not only the founder of Guozijian, the first Guozijian sacrifice wine, but also the founder of most of the professions.

Just as Zhu Houzhao likes to use the name Zhu Shou to do things, Zhu Fugui also likes to use his current noble name when it comes to science, education, culture and health.

Guozijian·Daming Royal Academy of Sciences has a total of thirteen disciplines: philosophy, history, literature, art, education, law, economics, management, science, engineering, agriculture, medicine, and military science. a little.

Of course, there are still relatively few teachers in the Guozijian, and teaching is not full-time.

Zhu Fugui spares a few hours every week to play PPT for students...

That's right, of course he only plays PPT...

Could it be that someone really thinks that Zhu Fugui can go to Zheng'er Bajing class?There is no real person, is there?

When the first batch of Guozijian students, such as Geng Junhua and Geng Gongbu, have graduated, the pressure on teaching will be greatly reduced.

It just so happened that Mo Bai was also recommended to enroll in the first phase of the Imperial College, majoring in military studies.

"Uncle, what are you thinking?"

Ivana stretched out her small hand and waved vigorously in front of Mo Bai.

Only then did Mo Bai come to his senses, touched his head and said, "Sorry, just now I suddenly thought of the homework assigned by Principal Zhu..."

"Do soldiers have after-school homework? And the principal Zhu you mentioned, is it Zhu Fugui, the Sleepy God?" Ivana asked with her chin in one hand.

"Haha, besides being a soldier, uncle is also a student. What do you want, little girl?" Mo Bai asked.

"Well, Wan Sleeping Lord brought me out to play today, but I lost him. The teachers said that it was difficult to find Jun Ye, so I came to you!"

Ivana frowned, and seemed to think that Mo Bai's young face was unreliable, "Uncle, you should know Sleepy God, he is about the same age as you, and a little more handsome than you, can you help me find him?" ?"

Chapter 132 Zhu Fugui's Foresight

Generally speaking, it must not be a good memory if you meet the class teacher or even the principal when you go out to play during the holidays.

But for Mo Bai, being able to walk with Principal Zhu while visiting the Daming Royal Museum is definitely a highlight moment in his life.

When Mo Bai took Ivana to find Zhu Fugui, Zhu Fugui was watching the folks making sugar figurines in front of the museum.

Today's Zhu Fugui is wearing casual clothes, with a hat of the same style as Mr. Tang's on his head, a pair of round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and Yin Susu in a slim sportswear by his arm. She also wraps herself very tightly.

After all, she is the empress who is deeply loved by the people, so it is difficult to go out in a low-key manner without some disguise.

Even so, several guards were still cruising around intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Fugui was staring intently at Master Sugarman blowing air into the maltose, when a voice sounded from the other side of the crowd:

"Master, you are unhygienic!"

The person who spoke was a young man with a rough beard and a thick beard, and there was some Tangshan accent in his words.

There are not many northerners in Daming at present, so the guy's accent is quite distinctive, and someone recognized him right away: "Ministry of Industry Geng, you are taking a rest today!"

Geng Junhua spread his hands and said, "I'm thinking about working overtime. Master and his elders don't agree, saying that he wants me to go out and hurt others..."

"By the way, master, I heard from my classmates in the medical school that there is a bacterium in the stomach of the human body, called a genus, which is so old that it spreads through saliva. It's unhygienic for you to brag about sugar, let me tell you Let’s design a new sugar-blowing machine, make sure it’s easy to use!”

"Ministry of Geng Gong, I think it's better to forget it, you are a villain. You invented it for the army and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs. We really don't need it for small business, and the skill of the villain, the sugar blower, was passed down from Liu Bowen and Prime Minister Liu. of……"

The old master was frowning, and he almost said that his old bones could not withstand the torture of the new torture instruments.

"Is Liu Bowen the ancestor of sugar blowers? Is there such a saying? Let's hear it!" Passers-by booed.

"Of course, all sugar blowers and craftsmen know this. Back then, Zhu Yuan...cough cough cough..."

The master of the sugar blower originally wanted to tell the fantasy story of Zhu Yuanzhang’s heroic court burning the officials and Liu Bowen’s escape from the sugar blower, but suddenly realized that this is not the Qing Dynasty, this is the Ming Dynasty. ah!

"Zhu what? Teacher, continue to talk!"

"Uh, I suddenly figured it out, we craftsmen, we can't always point to our ancestors to enjoy food, Long Live God has a saying to 'advance with the times', yes, that is to keep pace with the times! "

The master master grabbed Geng Junhua's arm, "Ministry Geng, I think what you said is right, we have to believe in science! Let's study the robot that automatically blows sugar!"

……

Zhu Fugui originally wanted to buy a few sugar figurines for Yin Susu and Ivana.

But hearing what Geng Junhua said, I really felt a little unhygienic, so I planned to wait until he invented a new machine before buying it.

"Susu, speaking of which, where did Ivana go?"

"Hey, brother Zhu, didn't you keep pulling her?"

"Forget it, the guard flags will definitely send someone to protect them, let's live our two-person world..."

"Sleepy Lord—"

"headmaster……"

……

It's a pity that Zhu Fugui's two-person holiday was finally disturbed by Mo Bai.

With an oil bottle and a troublesome kid who was still changing his teeth, Zhu Fugui simply invited Mo Bai to visit the museum together.

Zhu Fugui was very impressed with this energetic young man. He was the student with the best military studies in the Imperial College.

A group of people turned around in the square again, and the time soon came to 8:50.

In 10 minutes, the Royal Museum of Ming Dynasty will unveil his mystery.

However, at this moment, a shrill siren sounded.

As it was stated on the public address last night, the sound of the sirens did not cause panic.

But every tourist and pedestrian stopped consciously.

Even if there is unconsciousness, being stared at by passers-by becomes conscious.

Soon, the sad and solemn atmosphere replaced the previous festive atmosphere.

At this moment, many people think that although today is a rest day, today is also the anniversary of the genocide of the anti-human gangs in North America.

Zhu Fugui was no exception. He took off his hat and bowed his head in silence.

Ivana still couldn't understand what was going on, but she had to keep quiet.

The shrill siren lasted for 10 minutes before it ended.

Then, the door of the museum slowly opened.

……

As the Royal Museum, it is also the most important museum in the foreseeable future history of Ming Dynasty. Although this building is not as magnificent as the Fugui Palace, nor as tall and majestic as the Royal Department Store, its area is quite large.

The museum is designed to accommodate more than 2 visitors per day.

Therefore, even on the first day of opening, the flock of people did not cause excessive crowding.

However, in order to protect the precious historical relics in the museum, Director Xia Zhixin still applied for the assistance of the Jinyiwei Internal Guard.

After all, there is a shortage of population nowadays, and there are only a dozen permanent personnel in such a large museum, including tour guides and security guards.

During peak passenger flow periods such as certain holidays, they have to rely on the protection of Jin Yiwei.

Zhu Fugui and others did not use their privileges, and they queued up with everyone to enter.

In fact, as a soldier, Mo Bai can pass the customs first, but how could he give up the opportunity to listen to Yuyin by the principal's side.

The museum is similar to the Palace Museum, consisting of a number of scattered Chinese-style antique buildings.

Of course, they are just some simple concrete houses with a decorative roof and red paint, not real palaces.

As soon as they entered the door, they were greeted by a crooked neck tree.

There is also a rope hanging from the tree.

Behind the tree was a wall, on which a broken map of China was stitched together with colored tiles, and on both sides of the map were written: "Jiashen Tianchang, don't forget the national humiliation".

In fact, in the original design, this place was an exquisite screen, but Zhu Fugui insisted on replacing it with a crooked neck tree.

Because Zhu Fugui has always had a doubt.

That is, if Ming takes root in North America in the future and develops well, the Han people in North America will live a middle-class life per capita.

So by that time, do I still have the public opinion base to counterattack the mainland?

This is not Zhu Fugui's unfounded worry.

Leaving aside, let’s just say that in the Southern Song Dynasty, when the imperial court wanted to restore the Central Plains in Duanping, did the biggest resistance come from the stupid king and mediocre ministers?

Not necessarily so.

The Southern Song Dynasty retreated to the south for a hundred years, and the economic level of the Central Plains was greatly reduced under the governance of the Jin people.

At that time, the government of the Southern Song Dynasty wanted to bring peace to Luoyang and restore the Central Plains. The people in the south, especially the wealthy landlord class and petty bourgeoisie, almost all opposed it.

The reason is that once the north is taken over, the imperial court will inevitably help the refugees in the north, which will naturally lower their living standards.

This kind of thinking is obviously narrow-minded, selfish, and stupid.

But that's just human nature.

Even in later generations, relevant polls conducted by the South Korean people also showed that many South Koreans did not want the reunification of the North and the South, and were worried that their welfare would be dragged down by the 3000 million poor ghosts in the North.

Although South Korea's welfare system itself is a pile of shit.

In short, in any case, the righteousness of the nation is not born as a human being, it is born with it.

A small country with few people is lucky,

I would rather have the happiness of the small people than the rise of a great country,

Such a highly provocative, but in fact nonsensical trend of thought has to be guarded against.

Fortunately, the Chinese nation has a plot of great unification after all, and Chinese culture also has a plot of the world as one.

Zhu Fugui felt that as long as he didn't neglect himself, he should be able to avoid such a situation in the future.

Therefore, this crooked neck tree, the broken map of China, and the eight characters "Jiashen Tianchang, don't forget the national humiliation", these are not only a warning to Zhu Fugui himself, reminding him that if he can't make rapid progress, Chongzhen's same crooked neck The tree is waiting for itself;

At the same time, it also tells the world, and tells every citizen of Ming Dynasty, what is the historical responsibility of this generation of soldiers and civilians of Ming Dynasty, and what is the foundation for China to stand in the forest of the world.

Chapter 133 Children's rhymes and limericks

After walking through the entrance-like area, there are three forked roads, leading to the [Museum of Nature], [Museum of Humanities and History], and [Museum of Industrial Culture].

Because there was a child named Ivana in the team, at her insistence, the group first went to the [Museum of Nature] to visit.

The little girl heard that she could see a cute animal called a panda there, so she bounced and rushed forward.

But not long after, Zhu Fugui heard Ivana's scream.

Mo Bai hurried to the front, only to find that the little girl was sitting on the ground, looking at the dinosaur skeleton in front of her and trembling.

This restored Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton was exchanged by Zhu Fugui for real fossils and [Capital Museum of Natural History].

Since the donation of Deinocrocodile fossils to the [Capital Museum of Natural History], the geological and hydrological investigation team of the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty and the Jinyiwei Gold Force have discovered many fossils one after another.

This ghostly place in North America has a lot of fossils and good quality, so Zhu Fugui never thought of using fossils to pretend to be ghosts.

But it has to be said that human memory is actually very easy to be modified by oneself.