The return of the national teacher warp speed

During these days preparing for the military academy, Chu Xiang lived very comfortably, but he knew in his heart that it was Lan Jue who withstood considerable pressure outside.

They are going to set up a school, the military academy is the beginning, and there will be more and more diverse education in the future, but if it is the 28th century, everyone knows how important learning is, but this is a backward era, thanks to the wars that lead to schools of thought There are all kinds of things, otherwise, there will be even greater difficulties in running a school.

When Chu Xiang went to look for Lan Jue, she saw an old official from the Western Tang Dynasty, with a white beard trembling, talking to Lan Jue about ruling common people and not making them too sensible. After listening to it for a while, this old minister was placed in another world, and what he should advocate is the policy of ignoring the people. The people are regarded as lambs, while the ruler is a shepherd. The sheep only need to eat and drink enough to be obedient.

"No, no, no." Lan Jue sat there with her cheeks bulging, her eyes wide open, and she shook her head with a troubled expression, "I'm not educated, and I always make people laugh. I can't let our people continue to eat uneducated people." What a loss!"

The old minister's hands trembled and his tongue fell open.

He even saw the textbooks prepared for the military academy—Chu Xiang asked Xie Zhiwei to test several materials, selected the most high-quality and cheap paper-making raw materials, and printed a lot of textbooks on a large scale. The old gentleman almost fainted on the spot when he saw it .

"How can a saint's words be judged lightly! In this way, wouldn't everyone be able to comprehend the way of a saint?"

Lan Jue looked at the punctuation marks and footnotes that Chu Xiang made, flipped through them, looked at the excited old courtier, and said innocently: "What's wrong? Of course I printed it out so that everyone can understand it. Yes, otherwise I won’t be printing for nothing? This paper is so expensive!”

The veteran's beard was shaking like a sieve, and he said tremblingly, "Isn't the lord going to let the common people know how to read and write?"

Lan Jue opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and his face was full of great confusion. He nodded and flipped through the book again: "So, this textbook is still too difficult, and we are going to divide it into different difficulty levels for different ages. , Mr. Zhang, do you think you are free to help us proofread?"

So the veteran rolled his eyes, yelled "I'm stubborn", and passed out directly.

Silver Eagle rushed out aggressively, and under Lan Jue's order, put away his murderous aura, changed to carefully carrying a fragile item, and carried the old official back to his home.

Lan Jue sat in front of the hall, squinted at the screen where Chu Xiang was hiding, and said, "Okay, stop laughing there, come out."

Chu Xiang walked out with his head down, he didn't dare to raise his head, when he raised his head, he was probably about to be arrested with a smile on his face, but Lan Jue looked at his slightly trembling shoulders and knew that it was a good joke when he hid just now enough.

"Cough." Lan Jue explained, "That Mr. Zhang is an old minister left behind by my father. I don't expect him to understand what we are going to do, but it's not good to just ignore it and type it out, after all, there is an old relationship, so just deal with it perfunctorily... Are you... really so funny?"

funny?

Chu Xiang couldn't help propping herself up on the table, and laughed in a low voice——Lan Jue's staring and pouting appearance just now... He has seen Lan Jue's majestic and majestic appearance, and seen him killing enemies on the battlefield covered in blood I'm used to his domineering look with fierce eyes, but...

——This is really the first time he has seen Lan Jue, who was trying to pass the test cutely.

Lan Jue is good-looking, not the handsome and brave kind, but the kind that is a little bit delicate. In the 28th century, he would be the kind of popular niche. He gallops on the battlefield on weekdays. Although his face is good-looking, it covers his whole body His blood-stained and murderous aura naturally made him not angry and majestic, and everyone was in awe.But just now, relying on the fact that the old minister was not familiar with him, he stared and pouted, and saw that there was a little monster in Chu Xiang's heart ready to move, almost screaming like a star chasing girl, sweeping the floor gracefully, but thinking again, this is blue Jue, I couldn't stop laughing immediately.

So Lan Jue stretched out her hand, pulled him over forcefully, pressed him directly on the table, and bit his lip hard.

"Hiss..." Chu Xiang trembled, "Your Majesty, it hurts!"

"Make you laugh." Lan Jue said fiercely in a low voice.

"Yes... I just stop laughing." Chu Xiang said, but there was still a smile in his eyes, so Lan Jue pressed him again, kissed and bit him, tossing for a long time before letting go. When the old minister came in to report after delivering the delivery, his eyes began to drift towards Chu Xiang.

Their lord was sitting upright, but Mr. Chu standing next to him was busy arranging his clothes. His lips were still red and obviously swollen. The eyes of the silver eagles floated over and turned back together, and their faces were steaming like a group of people. Freshly blanched hairless chicken.

Soon, the First Military Academy will open.

Chu Xiang personally planned a large-scale school opening ceremony, and let Lan Jue go up to give a speech. The selected lecturers are all loyal and brave men under Lan Jue, and they all have a certain level. People are afraid of hard work.For example, Li Shu and Zhu Jiu were all sent by Lan Jue. Su Jin couldn't speak, so he was very annoyed for not being able to be a lecturer.Tang Mo was self-recommended, he came from a family in the imperial capital, and he was even more eloquent in his lectures.

The elected principal of the military academy is an old general named Hu Xiao who has been disarmed and returned to the field. He also came to Lan Jue to recommend himself. Build well.

Compared with some pedantic scholars, the folks are quite enthusiastic about this matter. Firstly, Lan Jue has a high prestige among the folks, and secondly, it takes advantage of the legend of "Yinghuo Xingjun".

——That's not a joke, it's a school established by Master Guoshi, I heard that if you send your children there, they can become generals after they come out!Wouldn't that be more promising than being a farmer in the fields?

Even with the military academy as an experiment, the folks gradually had some understanding of "education". Chu Xiang called Gu Linzhi and proposed to set up a "newspaper office" with him.

Gu Linzhi wondered, "What is this?"

Chu Xiang then explained to him: "What policies and decrees do you have? You can't just roll them out hastily and let the lower ones implement them, so many people don't understand them at all. When they are implemented, there may be mistakes. In addition, the orders from the upper levels reach the lower levels. With the hands of several layers of officials, it is very convenient to cheat. We directly set up a newspaper office and publish a publication called a "newspaper", which is to print all the major events and sentiments of the country. So that the common people can understand after reading it.”

"Hey, this is really novel and interesting!" Gu Linzhi exclaimed, "Do you think I can use this method to print some news about seasonal goods so that everyone can buy them?"

Chu Xiang laughed out loud—the businessman is really a businessman, he knows everything at one click, and he has already learned how to advertise by himself!

Gu Linzhi was also unambiguous, and he started things very quickly. The first government-run news agency was put on the agenda in such a hurry, and within a few days, the first edition of the trial publication was shown to Lan Jue.

It's just that Lan Jue looked at it for a while, and was not satisfied, so he called Gu Linzhi and said: "Your newspaper, although the information is very comprehensive, is all written in words. You have to think about it. At present, not everyone in our country can read characters. Try Try, get some pictures, easy to understand, so that people of all levels can understand."

Gu Linzhi hurriedly agreed, and changed it when he went back. When he took it to Chu Xiang to read it, Chu Xiang was really surprised-how did he even comprehend the picture news by himself in the blink of an eye?

"How did the trial work?"

Gu Linzhi said happily: "That's great. Although the common people don't know what it is, they find it novel. They also say that you made it by yourself. They all seem to come and have a look. Last time you improved papermaking, this one The price of newspapers and periodicals is not expensive, and everyone can afford it.”

Chu Xiang nodded. Since the establishment of the military academy, Chu Xiang has also set the rules for the military academy. Seven days a week, one month four weeks, classes are held from Monday to Friday, Saturdays are self-study, and Sundays can be a day off. So he spontaneously followed suit, and his life was not as chaotic as before, so Gu Linzhi printed this newspaper once a week, the intention was to promote it, not to make money, so it was sold cheaply and everyone could buy it At first, the frequency of once a week is just right, everything that should be known can be spread, and it will not consume too much national finance.

When the newspaper became popular, the folks naturally began to have a demand for literacy.It’s okay to just look at the pictures, but there are so many words in the newspaper. If you want to know the general idea, you have to ask the gentleman in the village who understands culture. Then my mind became active—if I could read and write myself, would I be able to make some money?

Under the governance of Lan Jue, Tang State took over Gu Linzhi's business means, not only passed the disaster year smoothly, without large-scale starvation and freezing to death, but also produced many benefits to the people one after another. Therefore, Lan Jue's prestige is becoming more and more stable, and there is a legend of "the star king gave the dragon bird" there, and the Tang Kingdom in the troubled times has such a sense of paradise.

The mountains stretch from the state of Tang to the border of the state of Chen.

The lights in the mine were kept on all night, Chen Guo and the Ye Clan were at war, the battle ahead was tight, and the rear had to work overtime to prepare military supplies.

This is a mine for mining coal. The soldiers in front of the battle naturally need to forge swords and weapons. If there is no coal mine, how can we supply it?

The ten-year-old boy was shirtless and covered in black cinders, but the supervisor behind him was looking at these workers with a whip in his hand.

Anyone who can fight has already been conscripted into the army. The boy is really young and looks malnourished, so he didn't go to the army—but he coughed twice and felt that he might as well go to the army. At least the real swords and guns are exciting , Either make contributions, or die happily.

But he doesn't think so now.

A few days ago, a supply team came over, followed by a caravan who said they came from the country of Tang. They met bandits on their way and were rescued by soldiers of the country of Chen. They planned to send some goods without charge in return.

The boy saw a strange, printed piece of paper from the caravan.

The writing is in the Tang language, and the Chen language is different from the Tang language. He doesn't know much about it, but he seems to be able to understand the paintings on it.

He secretly asked the caravan, and the caravan told him that this is the military academy of the Tang Dynasty, a place for young children to learn, but what they learn is not those poems and songs, and they will not be served as doormen or guest officials when they come out. The army, being an officer, and the Lord of the Tang Kingdom personally honored you at the graduation ceremony.

The boy looked at the sky. He crawled out of the mine just now and didn't eat much for dinner, but he didn't have enough supplies, and he didn't want to eat any more, and he couldn't eat cinders.

He rubbed his flat belly, thinking, he would starve to death anyway, if...if, I can go to Tang country?