On the day King Zhou left Hanzhong, the officials of Hanzhong Prefecture and Nanzheng County were all attached to each other, and they still couldn't bear to part after sending them more than ten miles away.However, the prefect of Song is a lover, one more look is just one more look, and I am afraid that we will not see each other for several months in the future. Turn it into motivation for meetings.

Although there is a morning and evening meeting now, I can still hope that the young couple will go out of the city for a parade as soon as possible; after Huan Qianxian and King Zhou left, wouldn't Mr. Song devote all his energy to them?

Zhao Tongzhi and others watched King Zhou's convoy go further and further away, feeling sad in their hearts.

However, to their surprise, Mr. Song did not vent his depression and boredom at the meeting, but found a better place to vent. Well, Song Zhifu is also the principal, and he has devoted himself to the teaching and research work, and has no intention of prolonging the regular meeting time in the mansion.

He took time out to visit Confucian schools in prefectures and counties, looking for students who were well-educated and from poorer families, and hired them to work part-time at the technical college affiliated to Hanzhong Academy at the price of two stones of rice, ten catties of meat, and ten catties of vegetables a month. Primary school, essay, arithmetic teacher.

This price is more than the granary rice that granary students can receive in a month. Even many Confucian instructors can't afford so much meat in a month.

Song Zhifu also fully considered their opinions, and invited instructors from two Confucian schools in the prefecture and county to serve as part-time professors of the Hanzhong College training class.It happened that some of the students in the training class were students of Confucianism in their prefecture and county. They didn't go to school in their spare time, and just happened to study with the instructor in their college.

After hearing the news from the instructors, all the students and candidates who rushed to sign up for the Song Sanyuan brand had mixed feelings in their hearts: These instructors were at school, and they were still these instructors after leaving school. What's the difference?Isn't it just changing to a place farther away to go to school?

Although it is said that "the imperial examination must go to the school", it does not mean that they should be in the school day and night, right?

But this gentleman personally arranged by the magistrate is not something that they can simply boycott by holding a private paper meeting to boycott twice.Mr. Song invited enough professors, so he personally printed dozens of admission notices for Hanzhong College's training class, ordered them to be sent to the homes of gentry who donated money to build gardens, and notified the parents directly.

On the day of the rest in early July, the training class of Hanzhong College will officially start.On weekdays, students would go outside the city to read books for two hours after the end of each day, and he would give lectures in person on holidays.

But the content of his lectures is not ordinary Neo-Confucianism and Confucianism, but the practical learning he experimented in the economic park.

What he wants to cultivate is talents who are economical and economical, so he will do some research on the livelihood practices of craftsmen and farmers, and even take students to work in agriculture by themselves.Parents, if you are interested, please fill out the registration form for the students and submit it to the government office on time. If you feel sorry for your children, you can also give up this opportunity.

How could I give up!

They donate a lot of money to build an economic park, isn't it just to buy their children a chance to study with Mr. Song, who is Sanyuan Jidi?

Slowly speaking, learning crafts and doing farm work, even if they want to put their children into the team of King Zhou, they are happy to patrol the Nine Sides!

The head of the Zhang family, who donated two black rice experimental fields to the mansion, took the admission notice and read it over and over again. He was so happy that his breathing was a little unsteady, and he called the housekeeper: "Call all the children who can study at home, and everyone Call! Mr. Song is finally going to accept students, our family must be the first to send all the promising children there! This little bit of study is nothing, and those who can't afford it will come from our family farm. The Zhang family has produced more talents, surpassing those families in the west of the city!"

This admission notice notifies only those who have donated money, and does not have high requirements for their children. Anyone who has passed the scriptures can enter the school, and it is not required to be a scholar or a son.

There are a dozen or so children in his family who can study, but those who are too old and not smart enough are picked out, and in the end there are only five or six left, all in their teens or twenties, smart and handsome, promising to pass the test young people.

He took the initiative to bear the tuition and living expenses of these children, and called everyone to the ancestral house to teach them a lesson: "No matter what Mr. Song teaches, you can learn from me with your heart, even if you are only asked to go to the fields to farm! Your Majesty the Emperor You still have to borrow the rites for plowing and silkworms first. You are just the children of a rich family in Shaanxi. There is no need to enter this house again!"

That's Sanyuan Jidi, the Hanlin Gong appointed by the Holy One. All these naughty children can talk to others because of the smoke from their ancestral graves. If they dare not study hard and get angry with the champion teacher, he will personally smash the board to death beat!

Regardless of his age, his old arms and legs, he still frightened the children to dare not look up when he said these words, so he obediently agreed, and each of them went home with a book case that the old patriarch had asked him to prepare. On the tenth day of the seventh lunar month, Mr. Song officially entered school on the holiday.

The academy was built a few miles outside the city, and there was a flat concrete road leading directly to it.

Many students visited the school in advance, and saw that the outside of the campus was surrounded by brick walls and bamboo fences as high as a person, a pair of stone lions at the gate, and two burly men on the left and right, watching the gate firmly.

Through the door, they saw an extremely flat playground. Behind them were two flat-roofed two-story buildings with white-painted walls and huge glass windows. The windows were open, reflecting streaks of dazzling sunlight. Installed the yarn drawer again.

Downstairs are a group of teenagers and boys in short shirts and trousers playing activities in the yard: some are playing football, some are playing badminton, some are jumping with long ropes, they are very lively.Only I didn't see anyone reading with a book in their hands, which made these senior scholars sigh a little.

These students are too relaxed, why don't gentlemen just let them study?Could it be that Mr. Song doesn't care about these things?

The husbands of these children were selected from the prefectural and county schools, and some of the people who snooped through the door had also inquired about the inside story, and told them with a somewhat mysterious smile: "This is arranged by Mr. Song! Mr. Song said It’s because young people study for too long, and it’s easy to hurt their muscles and bones. After reading for half an hour, let the children out for activities for a while, and then they will be energetic when they read.”

When they enter school, they should be able to read for a while, like these children... It's much easier than studying with the school instructor during the day.

I can't blame him for being the champion!

I can't blame him for being a master of Neo Confucianism!

I can't blame him for being the Prime Minister of the Imperial Academy!

As far as being considerate of the minds of their scholars, which other instructors would have thought of it?

Although a few students were blocked by the iron gate and the "security guards" on the left and right, they couldn't go in and see the whole picture of the school in person, but they got a glimpse of it, which was enough for them to figure out the benefits of this new school up.

A few people went back to describe it, and then told their relatives and friends what they had guessed in their hearts. Someone asked the students who worked for Mr. Song about the relaxed study and activity arrangements of the primary school students in the "Technical College", which made these students secretly relieved. In a calm tone, I no longer worry that Mr. Song will ask people to leave too much homework and force them to study day and night.

However, some people held their breath in secret, and they were afraid that the lectures in this seminar would be too little and superficial, which would delay their studies and become a scholar.

However, all speculation stopped on the tenth day of July, the first day of school.

They entered Hanzhong Academy in person, and met Mr. Song who was unparalleled in beauty, gentle and loving, and cared about the physical and mental health of the students.

Then Master Song arranged for the entrance exam on the spot.

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