Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

When Hong Yao came back, Xie Huai'an wandered around to ask.

"I don't intend to let my husband listen to these troublesome things." Hong Yao didn't want to say more.

The study room of the National Teacher's Mansion is arranged according to Xie Huai'an's preferences, with glazed windows that let in sunlight, low tables and soft carpets.

Hong Yao hugged Xie Huai'an and warmed himself by the stove, next to Pang Pang, who slept until his wings spread, lying on the ground.

"Don't bother, your Majesty has any difficulties, please tell me." Xie Huai'an rubbed against each other.

Hong Yao held down Xie Huai'an's restless body, and after a while, he said, "The people who impeached Prime Minister Pei and those who knocked Deng Wengu are from different schools of thought. They want to test my attitude towards official schools. I stopped the construction of the academy, I also plan to think clearly before proceeding. Sir, who owns this world?"

"Whose family's... the world?" Xie Huai'an blinked.

Hong Yao smiled and kissed his side face.

"Before the coming of the holy stone, schools of thought contended that the world belonged to the great scholars. There were countless disciples of the great scholars, and they formed factions to control the court. Among the government orders that were reformed day and night, there were good governance and bad governance. What do the students learn? It depends on which faction has the final say.”

"After the Heavenly Master came to power, it became the world of the Heavenly Sacred Sect. The college students were slaughtered, and the schools scattered and died. The people lived in panic like pigs and sheep, and the students only learned the scriptures of the Holy Sect."

Xie Huai'an nodded obediently, indicating that he was listening.

Hong Yao said warmly: "I would like to follow Mr.'s teachings. Mr. said that everyone should live a good life. This world must belong to everyone."

Xie Huaian's eyes lit up, and he secretly smiled.

Hong Yao said: "Since this is the case, if scholars, farmers, businessmen and commerce are all mobilized to fight for the good life they want. Then what should be taught in government schools and what should be tested in imperial examinations?"

In the early years of Dajing, the imperial examination was held every three years, but after Tianshi came to power, it was changed to every ten years.It happened to be Qiu Wei a year ago. After the emperor stopped, he did not give a new way to select officials, and directly appointed and called.

Many descendants of scholars who lived in seclusion in the deep mountains couldn't sit still, and they announced the recruitment order one after another, walking around and asking for a position in an official school, so as to restore their own theory to its former glory.

Xie Huai'an started to feel sleepy when encountering complicated problems, leaned on Hong Yao's chest and closed his eyes: "How does Your Majesty want to arrange the Thousand Stele Cave?"

Hong Yao said: "There are classics in Qianbei Cave. But it is not very meaningful to study them like before. After all, it is broken."

"The descendants of several schools approached Pei Xiuyi, but up to now they haven't come to a conclusion on how to sentence their ancestors' books. There may be new grand scholars born in this world, but at least not now."

"I have considered taking the theories of the Tianji School as the main examination subjects. They pay attention to hard work, hard work, hard work, and one family in the world. They also pay attention to organ woodwork and hard work to save the world... But I don't like them. I would rather be accused If you scold the tyrant with your nose, the moth that should be killed must be killed."

Hong Yao sighed: "Boluan's ancestors were good at studying the law, but unfortunately, that kid was so focused on the diagrams of utensils, he was not interested in family studies, and liked the Ministry of Industry."

"I didn't think about it. A bunch of old hermits and thousands of students who came out have to be left alone. Hurry back, some people have real skills. Let's kill all the gossips. Kill one and kill them again." More coming out."

"Pei Xiang doesn't have time to take care of this right now. The most important thing now is to return the wealth that the Heavenly Master took from the people to the people through commercial routes, and to rectify prices."

"Hey, I shouldn't say that these troubles are disturbing Mr.'s cleanliness. How are you doing today? Are you tired from looking at the picture?"

Xie Huai'an smiled, he turned around and put his arms around Hong Yao, lying on Hong Yao's body: "Your Majesty... I have some small ideas that are useless."

In the first ten days of March of the first year of Jianyuan, Dajing ushered in a special exam: "Teaching Qualification Test in the Academy".

The bachelors who had uncovered the recruitment order were shocked to learn that the academy was divided into the Academy of Arts, the Academy of Mathematics, the Court, the Academy of Agriculture, and the Academy of Engineering.

If they want to spread their own theories, no matter their qualifications or age, they must pass the exam first.

All the bachelors are arranged to be served in a single room with delicious food and drinks, and write the most proud academic achievements in their lives.If there is a previous manuscript, it can also be submitted together.

In addition, master craftsmen who have left the front line are also called on to systematically sort out their own experience and results to impart teaching.

Hermits who are trying to gain fame will explode on the spot, saying how the theory of salvation can be combined with accounting and workmanship, and that poetry, poetry and prose are not listed in a separate academy, but are classified as a branch of the Academy of Arts.As soon as he made a fuss, he was kicked out in the name of disturbing the examination room.

A scholar with real talents is not angry.After they looked carefully, they found that the setting of the college not only directly corresponds to the needs of the government, but also has a full-time job of studying the road and not caring about the world.

That is to say, once settled in the school, they are not only the first batch of masters of Jianyuan official school, but also have the opportunity to ask each other for advice and study hard.

This test stirred up the academic situation in the world.

The host, Pei Xiuyi, was too busy to touch the ground.

He has to manage all the bachelors, optimize the college settings in real time, and add follow-up re-examinations.

The test was ridiculed by Xie Huaian as an empty-handed white wolf who recruited heroes from all over the world in the name of an official school. He didn't know what subjects were set up in the college and what content was taught. It all depended on who came to take the test.

As for how to judge who is the real talent?Initially screen out a few of the best ones, and then give them the opportunity to reverse the verdict for people to judge each other, and finally select the most convincing person after several rounds of rebuttals, and let professional people decide professional matters, commonly known as self-argument.

On the day when the results of the preliminary test were announced, the Xindu really had an uproar.

Most of the bachelors who applied for the literary court were descendants of schools of thought a hundred years ago. They quoted scriptures and classics to refute the other party's fallacies, and they almost rolled up their sleeves when they came up.Because of the loss of an authoritative and well-educated bachelor, when it comes to their own theories, scholars will argue again based on different understandings.

The bachelors of the Academy of Mathematics couldn't understand what the other was researching, and began to indulge in building models with numbers handed down from the National Teacher's Mansion, answering old classic problems such as square fields of corn and equations, and exploring new puzzles.

The craftsmen of the Agricultural and Industrial Institute are worrying about their books. They are rich in experience but late in literacy. After a while, they are discussing equipment in the fields, planning to make agricultural machinery that can sow seeds and plow land on a large scale to match the new crops.

In addition, scholars from various places in Dajing continued to rush to Xindu by car or boat with manuscripts in hand, wanting to refute the published results.

It took a month from the first test to the second test.

Every day, new information was sent to the desks of the Emperor and the Imperial Advisor, and Xie Huai'an read it with great interest.

Later, Pei Xiuyi really couldn't choose the most convincing lecturer, so he simply set up several large forums, allowing the bachelors to give lectures, and the decision will be made in half a year.

Now it's not just a bachelor who lives in seclusion, Quan Dajing suffers from the absurd imperial examination by the heavenly master, and young students who want to serve the country but have nowhere to go go north.

Even young men like Zhou Boluan and Pei Junbao who were arrested early in the court team were attracted by the increasingly exciting arguments and asked for leave to listen.

The three thousand stone steles hidden in Xuanji Pavilion were announced to the world, and a magnificent forest of steles was built on the mountain behind the school palace.

After listening to the lectures in the morning, the young students went to copy the inscriptions in the afternoon, and there were people everywhere who could discuss what they didn't understand.

After more than half a year like this, the wine shops, inns, and dental shops in Xindu were completely on fire, and even the cooks and businessmen with Dajing went north one after another, and the road just repaired by the Ministry of Industry was almost broken.

The officials who impeached Pei Xiuyi hid their faces and resigned, and the speculative students who beat the Dengwen drum were sacked in Zhaoge, and ended up impoverished and reduced to begging on the street.

After learning that the construction of the academy was proposed by the National Teacher, the students who wanted to visit the National Teacher formed a long queue and regarded the National Teacher's Mansion as a holy place.

Whether people are willing or not, the wheel of breaking the knowledge monopoly is rolling forward.

"The school is on the right track, and maybe the elementary schools and private schools in Dajing will gradually rise."

It was already early summer, Xie Huai'an put on a thin quilt, lay on the bed and looked at Hong Yao with a smile: "Your Majesty, will you be worried when everyone can read and write?"

Hong Yao snorted, put his arms around Xie Huai'an and said, "Are you worried about being overthrown? I wish I could be relieved as soon as possible, and take my husband to have a good time."

"How happy - someone from the Ministry of Rites impeached the male concubine again today, and wants to persuade His Majesty to accept the harem." Xie Huai'an dragged his voice.

In the past six months, Xie Huai'an's health has been getting better and better, but he still sleeps in and doesn't go to court, and calls himself sick for any important matters.

With more and more illnesses, the courtiers' brains became more and more out of control, and they firmly believed that the national teacher and the celestial teacher suffered incurable serious injuries when they confronted each other, and they paid a price when they predicted the fate of the country.

In this way, Hong Yao went to the National Teacher's Mansion every day, no one said anything, he only treated the National Teacher as a teacher, asked questions before the bed, and did everything by himself.

Only the Ministry of Rites was troubled.The emperor broke too many rules, and the sacrifices can be kept simple.In order not to be banned, they had to find something to do.

It has become a daily routine to impeach male concubines and persuade the emperor to accept the harem and have children.

The existence of Xie Shijun is a thorn in the courtier's heart——

Everyone knew that the emperor had sought out Meiren Xie with great fanfare, and had heard about the bad deeds of Meiren Xie.Now the emperor is wise and powerful, the national teacher is like the breeze and the moon, and the operation of the court is also flourishing. Seeing that the prosperous age can be expected, how can the harem keep people without virtue and talent?

What's more, the emperor almost didn't live in the palace in the new capital, Xie Shijun had the deep palace all to himself, so he didn't know what kind of alienation would arise.

Xie Huaian said with a smile: "Feiluan Guard is too powerful, so far no news has spread. Boluan also thought that Xie Shijun was sent to live in the palace alone, and he couldn't help telling me a few days ago Two sentences."

Hong Yao coughed dryly: "I asked my husband about this before... There are two options, one is to feign death as Shijun Xie, and the other is to bear the humiliation and become a male concubine for a while, and I will explain everything."

"If you don't feign death, I will occupy the seat, and His Majesty will spoil me alone." Xie Huai'an deliberately said in an arrogant tone, turned over, and turned his back to Hong Yao.

Xie Huai'an's ears were a little hot, and he wanted Hong Yao to follow along and understand that the relationship between them was so close that they were only a window paper away.

However, Hong Yao misunderstood what he meant, and followed his back: "It's my fault, sir, don't say such self-deprecating words, you have wronged him."

Xie Huai'an had no choice but to turn back: "I'm not wronged, it's quite interesting to be honest. The courtier impeached the former Shijun Xie, not me. I don't know if Boluan will be angry that I didn't tell him if he finds out the truth."

"No, he will immediately kneel down and apologize."

Xie Huai'an smiled, grabbed Hong Yao's clothes, and said in a low voice, "What is your Majesty thinking? I'm stupid, tell me."

Xie Huai'an no longer wants to think about the issue of heirs.

He thought, even if Hong Yao would have a harem sooner or later, they would quarrel and part ways sooner or later, he didn't care.

In the past six months, he and Hong Yao have been getting along like an old couple, with the enthusiasm of a passionate lover, soaking in a soup spring, eating a meal and taking medicine will almost go off the rails.The flame in his heart was burning every minute and every second, and he couldn't wait.

Hong Yao was silent for a while: "Sir, I'm thinking about what is eternal."

Xie Huaian: "What is it?"

Hong Yao thought it over and said: "Now the academy has taken shape, and the research institute you mentioned earlier inspired me."

"Since the Academy has a research institute, can one be set up for court affairs? Select the most elite scholars to see if they can get rid of the old system of the eldest son ascending the throne, and find an emperor who can stabilize the new system of meditation."

"Zen position..." Xie Huai'an's eyes widened.He didn't expect Hong Yao to be thinking about this at a young age.

Hong Yao nodded: "We will die one day. There will always be people who plead for the people and agree with Mr.'s ideals. These people should be at the helm."

"The prosperity of a moment is not for thousands of years, a war, a series of stupid kings, everything is gone. We should take advantage of the great opportunity to create a more secure new system, let everything today become a fire, and burn a truly prosperous age for thousands of generations... so One way, my selfishness can also be raised early."

Xie Huai'an murmured, "What selfishness?"

Hong Yao held a lock of Xie Huai'an's hair in vain, and kissed lightly: "The people who urge me to accept concubines every day can stop. I don't have a harem in this life, I don't need heirs, I only love one person... sir?"

Xie Huaian buried his face in front of Hong Yao, hiding his red eyes.