I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

Han Zhaoxi raised his head and whispered: "Is it so fast? Didn't you say that they should not progress too fast?"

Qin Shang wiped the noodle soup from the corner of his mouth and said: "I didn't have to be so fast, but I'm afraid that if I continue to let them study, they will be led astray by these masters."

"Master? Didn't you just teach the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic? Is there a problem with just learning these?" Han Zhaoxi asked with some confusion.

Qin Shang smiled bitterly and said: "The Confucian things in these masters will not disappear. Even if we don't teach Confucian knowledge directly, they will affect the students unknowingly."

"Does studying Confucianism really have such a big impact?" Han Zhaoxi asked in a daze. Ever since she could remember, her father's education at home had focused on the quality of the imperial examinations, and Confucian etiquette, justice, integrity, and shame were all overthrown. For her, He said he didn't understand something.

Confucian culture has run through the entire history of the Central Plains. If it is said that Confucian culture is not beneficial to the development of the Central Plains, it is definitely a crazy statement. Even later generations still regard Confucian culture as the role of enlightenment thought.

The positive effect on morality and encouraging learning is incomparable.

The dazzling Han culture was built on the cultural ruins of hundreds of schools of thought. Confucianism was compatible with hundreds of schools of thought, creating a prosperous age for the Han Dynasty.

The culture of the Tang Dynasty was splendid and magnificent, with a broad mind and a blend of Confucianism and martial arts, which made it a masterpiece for all generations.

Song culture was built on the legacy of Tang culture. Although it was not as brilliant as Tang culture, it still showed the brilliance of that era. Tang poetry and Song lyrics reached their peak, and literature was at its peak.

The Yuan culture destroyed everything, and the Ming culture seemed rigid and mean. The stereotyped selection of scholars cut off the way for scholars to expand their academics. Ming culture can be described as a trapped beast.

Ming culture is like Confucian culture that has come to an end and feels deformed. Many people who want to step outside the scope of Confucianism are criticized as deviant, and the great Confucian Wang Yangming is no exception.

The talents that Qin Shang needs are definitely not those who have been poisoned by Confucian culture. Once the thinking is finalized, it will be difficult to correct it no matter how much effort is spent.

"Sister Xi, you have had a rough look at what I wrote. Do you understand it?" Qin Shang suddenly raised his head and asked.

Han Zhaoxi thought for a while and said, "I can understand some things. I can understand the elementary school textbooks on mathematics, but I can't quite understand them from the middle school textbooks onwards."

"As for physics and chemistry, I don't understand those two. I feel that the writing is too weird."

Regarding the knowledge in books, Han Zhaoxi felt that it was just like reading Martian literature in later generations, which was cloudy and foggy.

If you understand everything, what else do you want me to do? Qin Shang secretly smiled. He didn't intend to talk about physics and chemistry directly.

You must start learning mathematics. Logical thinking is the best way to the future world.

Qin Shang plans to include these two subjects in physics and chemistry through simple stories and enlighten students in the form of extracurricular reading books.

It can be said that for these students, Qin Shang truly fulfilled his duties as an old father. But when it comes to teaching students, there is really no one who can take charge of mathematics education.

Most of the teachers in the school were old scholars of Confucianism. To put it bluntly, they were all considered losers in the imperial examination.

Since the beginning of the imperial examination in the Ming Dynasty, these scholars can only do simple arithmetic. It is too difficult to find a qualified mathematics teacher.

The wind outside gradually became stronger, and the wind that rushed into the room had a biting feeling, like a knife blowing on a person's face, causing pain on the face.

Han Zhaoxi hurriedly closed the window and said with some worry: "We still have to go to class in this weather. I don't know if the students will not be able to bear it."

"It's okay. Studying is a hard job. It can also train their minds to deal with different weather conditions. Besides, if they only study for a few years, they will all graduate by then."

Han Zhaoxi glanced at him angrily and said, "You know better, that's all. I'm not that old, so I always talk in the same way."

"As I said, I'm a genius." Qin Shang carried the bowl angrily and went to the ground, avoiding the unseen gazes behind him.

The outside world was occupied by the wind, and the swishing sound brought up a yellow-black leaf. People in the village had already huddled at home.

In this crazy weather, let alone going out, it is difficult to block the flow of cold air just by blocking the walls.

The master and the students had already put on thick clothes, and the dark room was filled with the sound of air-conditioning.

The stool under me was bone-chilling, and my body felt cold after sitting for a long time. Taking advantage of the break between classes, the students would jump up and move their bodies, grinning and shuddering. The masters were careful about their appearance, and most of them would carry the students on their backs and stomp their feet to keep warm.

Qin Shang walked around outside the classroom and felt the biting cold wind. It was much colder than the weather in his previous life. The weather was not normal today. A heavy snowfall would definitely delay things.

Burning a kang? The idea that suddenly popped into his head made his eyes light up.