The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Supervisory Office,

Dai Shan handed the case to Yan Chengjin for trial, and Yan Chengjin handed it to Fang Xue, "Let Han Jun go, and give him two hundred copies of the Four Books and Five Classics as a return gift. Han Simen will stay. He has read my books, and we cannot let him go."

"Han Jun was released?" Fang Xue was surprised.

The Minister of the Ministry meant that it didn't matter if these two people were killed. Now the Right Assistant wants to release Han Jun...

Fang Xue thought that with Brother Gao's cautious character, he would be beheaded for a crime.

"Go quickly." Yan Chengjin said.

King Li Long of Joseon was a legend, not because of his wisdom, but because of his tyranny.

His childhood was very similar to Emperor Hongzhi. His mother failed in the palace fight and was sentenced to death in the palace. When he was young, Chengzong hated his mother and was cold to him. When he grew up, his personality was very different from that of Emperor Hongzhi.

After ascending the throne, he took advantage of the power struggle among the ministers to start a literary inquisition, killing more than 30 Confucian officials, and turned Sungkyunkwan and the ministers' residences into music houses and brothels, which was even more fun than Zhu Houzhao.

So far, he has been on the throne for six years, and the people are angry, but he pays tribute to the Ming Dynasty every year, several times a year.

Calculating the time, he still has six years before he is driven out of office.

Confucianism emphasizes benevolent governance, and throwing some Four Books and Five Classics in the past may speed up the speed at which Li Long is driven out of office by scholars.

In the Liangxiang haunted house, many things were confirmed before deciding to keep the Han family father and son.

In the main hall of the Censorate, Han Simen and his son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

"Jun'er, Daddy has harmed you!"

"Dad..."

Fang Xue raised the gavel and slammed it heavily, saying: "Han Jun, prepare the carriage and leave the capital immediately. Han Simen will stay in Daming and report to Yeonsangun. This is the order of our dynasty. Other matters must not be revealed. If you and your son agree, you can leave now."

Han Simen hugged his son: "Let's go, leave this damn place."

Han Jun was very reluctant, and after some persuasion, he could only say goodbye to his father.

Half an hour later,

Han Simen changed into his regular clothes, stood in front of the tribute team, and gave a speech: "I have received the order from His Majesty Daming to stay in Daming to discuss important matters. You can go back."

"Yes!"

Han Jun wiped his tears, and only he knew what was going on.

He rode on the horse and held the package on his shoulder tightly. This was given to him by a man named Yan just now, saying that there were many letters in it and asked him to open it when the opportunity arose.

Han Simen took off his official uniform and was escorted back to the yamen, becoming a prisoner again.

Yan Chengjin sat on the high hall: "I ask you, can you understand the Song family's natural craftsmanship and mechanics?"

Han Simen looked at Yan Chengjin with a cold face, hating him to the extreme. Jun'er left and now he is a prisoner. There is nothing to be afraid of.

He did not answer any of Yan Chengjin's questions.

Yan Chengjin ordered the yamen runners to lock him up.

On the third day, it was estimated that Han Jun had boarded the treasure ship back to the country.

Han Simen hit his head against the prison wall, but unfortunately he did not die and was rescued by the yamen runners.

A rag was stuffed in his mouth and he was taken to a room.

"Yeonsan Jun Li Long, his mother, concubine Yin, was sentenced to death by King Seongjong and Queen Insu in the 17th year of Chenghua. King Seongjong burned all of Yin's family files."

Han Simen was shocked.

This happened when Yeonsangun was five years old. More than ten years have passed. All family files have been burned, many palace maids have been killed, and they have been ordered to keep silent. Even Yeonsangun and many people in Korea do not know about it.

This man is only about twenty years old. He was not born during the fight in Gyeongbokgung Palace. How could he know?

"Yeonsan ascended the throne and took advantage of the struggle among the ministers to start the Muwu Scholar Disaster. It seems that the ministers used Yeonsan, but in fact, you were all used by Yeonsan." Yan Chengjin said seriously.

Han Simen pointed at Yan Chengjin, speechless with fear.

"You are... the gui in the Adventure Room!"

Yan Chengjin was unmoved.

He had known these things for a long time. For the sake of caution, he only compared the historical materials with Han Simen in the Adventure Room.

He knew more than Han Simen.

Yeonsan was cunning, a bit like the blackened Jiajing. He watched the struggle between the old and old factions and the Lingnan faction, and killed many Confucian officials.

"I ask you again, can you understand the Song family's natural craftsmanship and mechanics?"

Han Simen was still in shock.

"I am the Minister of Works, and I can understand Song's Tiangong. The rest are all heavenly books, which I cannot understand."

The official system of Korea is roughly the same as that of the Ming Dynasty. The Ministry of Works is the Ministry of Works.

The Minister of Works is roughly equivalent to the Minister of Works of the Ming Dynasty, a third-rank official, and a high-ranking official.

Yan Chengjin kept him, and he was still useful.

"I know everything about your rebellion against Yeonsangun. It's useless to escape back to Korea. Go to Liangxiang Shipyard and let me see how good your craftsmanship is."

Han Simun's forehead was covered with sweat. With Yeonsangun's cruelty, he would definitely kill all his nine clans.

...

On the eve of the New Year,

the site of the shipyard was built, not far from the dock of the newly dug river.

The main factory building is a house, and the rest are straw huts, which can save money.

In the straw hut, Song Jing was teaching mechanics in the science subject, and the people under the stage were all shipbuilding craftsmen. If nothing unexpected happens, some of them will become the first engineers of the shipyard.

"I heard that if you pass the engineer exam, you will be paid at least three taels of silver a month!"

"I heard that Master Song's salary is one hundred taels!"

"Hey, I wonder if I can pass the exam."

The daily salary of a craftsman is eight cents of silver. If you become an engineer, you will get at least three taels of silver, which is enough for a family to eat and drink for a year.

Yan Chengjin asked Song Jing to be the chief engineer.

He paid one hundred taels of silver every month.

Song Jing is worth the price.

The entry test for engineers is not too difficult. All you need is excellent craftsmanship and the ability to learn basic physics and mathematics.

If measured by the standards of later generations, they may be...at most a skilled worker.

…

Cheng Minzheng told stories in a straw hut, integrating the laws of the Ming Dynasty into many books such as "Bao Gong's Angry Judgment of the World" and "Liangxiang County Merchants".

The refugees listened to the criminal law and the commercial law.

In the past two months, he has walked all over the four corners of this place. When the refugees heard that he was giving a lecture, they came to listen to the book.

Today, Cheng Minzheng sat in the straw hut and read the official newspaper.

"Qingshan, the two children will not come in the future. I will send them to the shipyard to study science." Liang Zhong said happily.

He didn't know what science was.

He only knew that science did not require the imperial examination. If you passed the engineer exam in the shipyard, you could earn three taels of silver a month. If you are good, like Master Xiao Song, you can earn a hundred taels a month!

There is such a good thing in the world, and life suddenly has hope.

Cheng Minzheng sighed.

Many refugees came and took the children away, and soon there were only a few children left in the house.

He had just taught these children three hundred thousand and they could read.

Next, he was going to talk about some more advanced classics, and in the blink of an eye, the children were taken away.

Cheng Minzheng decided to go to Beijing and find Yan Chengjin to make it clear that he must not ruin his future.

He didn't even change his clothes. It was freezing cold and he walked dozens of miles. He almost froze to death.

After finally arriving in Beijing, he drank a sip of ginger soup and wrapped himself in a warm quilt.

"My dear nephew, what is this science...?"

"It's the study of mathematics..." Yan Chengjin thought about it, but couldn't find a word that Cheng Minzheng could understand.

"How can you only do mathematics! You've lost your knowledge in vain!" Cheng Minzheng was furious.

It seems useless for an engineer to read the Sishu Wujing?

If a scholar comes to study the text, it will be of great benefit.

"Uncle, can you guarantee that they can pass the exam and become officials after studying hard for ten years?" Yan Chengjin asked.

"No... I dare not guarantee it." Cheng Minzheng felt guilty.

Engineers are more like craftsmen, and being a craftsman is not a matter of honor.

"Uncle, don't worry, scholars are ashamed to study science, and they wish to get their names on the list of successful candidates, not to study science."

Those scholars who don't study science have studied the Four Books and Five Classics for ten years. For them, Confucianism is the orthodoxy.

In the Ming Dynasty, Yan Chengjin did not refute scholars to take the imperial examinations, but advocated the establishment of a library in Liangxiang for scholars all over the world to borrow.

But the lower-level clerks, low-class people, peddlers and hawkers also need a way to make a living.