The Ming Dynasty started with caution

At dawn, Chunxiao walked into the main room with a copper basin.

Li Qing'e put clothes on Yan Fanglai, and at this time, she heard the fat maid who came in and said happily: "Miss, our master is here."

The retired emperor Hongzhi allowed Yan Fanglai to enter the palace to accompany him to study.

At dawn, Li Dongyang got up, changed his clothes, and hurried to Yan's house.

He had many things to tell Yan Fanglai, fearing that Yan Chengjin would send his grandson to the palace in advance.

In the main hall, the two were drinking tea.

A cloud of doubt emerged from Yan Kesong's heart. Qing'e seemed to be wronged by marrying Chengjin. His in-laws rarely interacted with him on weekdays.

Yan Kesong coughed dryly, muttered and laughed: "How come you have time to come to my house for tea today?"

Li Dongyang was always calm, took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "I'm here to pick up my grandson to enter the palace, where is Yan Chengjin?"

Yan Kesong smiled awkwardly, Chengjin was a guy who didn't come to see him even though he was always here in the court, but when he came to the house, he couldn't neglect the etiquette.

"Practice in the new courtyard."

Li Dongyang also knew what was going on,

he didn't continue to ask, but put down the teacup with a stern face.

After a while, Yan Fanglai was brought to the main hall, and Li Dongyang's face finally showed a hint of smile, and he said in a good mood: "It's getting late, I will take Fanglai to the palace."

Holding Yan Fanglai's little hand and sitting on the sedan chair, Li Dongyang couldn't hide his joy on his face, with a faint smile on his thin lips: "Fanglai, do you know what you are going to do today?"

The black eyes looked at his grandfather, and the childish voice said: "Enter the palace to study."

Li Dongyang's smile became more intense, and he took out some snacks from the brocade box beside him: "What a good child, do you know who you are going to study with?"

"Zhu Zaikun."

Li Dongyang's smile was frozen on his face, this was a violation of the superiors.

But he couldn't bear to scold his grandson, and lowered his voice and said patiently: "You can't call the emperor's grandson by his name, you have to call him Your Highness, what did your father teach you?"

Yesterday, the emperor allowed Yan Fanglai to study at the Royal Academy.

With Yan Chengjin's temperament, he would definitely tell his grandson some important things after his shift, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Daddy said that Zhu Zaikun can be beaten."

Li Dongyang's face looked a little ugly.

When they arrived at the Meridian Gate, he took Yan Fanglai's hand to a remote corner and asked him about etiquette, but he saw that he didn't know anything, and his anger rose again.

"Your father and mother didn't teach you anything?"

"Daddy said that I'm still young and don't need to learn etiquette."

Li Dongyang heard this, which was both expected and unexpected.

Yan Chengjin and the new emperor had never been polite in private, but the retired emperor Hongzhi was a person who paid attention to etiquette. Fortunately, he took Yan Fanglai into the palace one step earlier.

Zhanshi Mansion, Zuochunfang.

Jiang Mian held the scriptures in his hand and wanted to teach the emperor's grandson. As soon as the palace gate opened, he came to Zhanshi Mansion to review the scriptures.

Zhu Zaikun and Zhu Houcong came to the hall one after another.

Immediately, Li Dongyang took Yan Fanglai's hand and bowed to Jiang Mian: "I'll entrust my grandson to Brother Jingzhi."

Jiang Mian was stunned, thinking that it was Yan Chengjin who sent him here. He said solemnly and seriously: "I will teach him carefully."

Seeing Yan Fanglai, Zhu Zaikun walked forward with joy, looked at the little man who was shorter than him with big eyes, and said: "Are you the son of Lord Yan?"

"Yes."

"My name is Zhu Zaikun, I can help you copy the scriptures."

Jiang Mian raised his eyebrows slightly, froze a little, and said quickly: "I'm going to start the lecture, all students take a seat."

When Li Dongyang returned to Zuoye Gate, he didn't see Yan Chengjin.

When he turned his sight, he saw him and the new emperor standing in the distance, and he knew what the two guys were discussing.

Zhu Houzhao looked very serious and asked Yan Chengjin solemnly: "Old Gao, what achievements can I post on the board today?"

Yan Chengjin read the cabinet's memorial and knew that the emperor had two more achievements today, which could be posted on the board.

His eyes were as clear as spring water, and he said sincerely: "No achievements, but the new emperor can build the official road from the capital to Jiangnan, which can make the trade between the north and south Zhili and the prefectures along the way prosperous."

When going from the capital to Nanchang, Yan Chengjin saw that the official roads of the prefectures were too narrow to accommodate three carriages.

More importantly, it takes a long detour and there is no direct official road.

Other places can be left unrepaired first, but a straight and flat official road needs to be built from the capital to Jiangnan.

Only with convenient transportation can the economy be well developed and the trade between the north and the south be closer.

But the cost is huge, and the officials do not want to spend money on road construction, so Zhu Houzhao needs to raise it.

At the court, the retired emperor Hongzhi could not help but stare deeply at Zhu Houzhao, and he became interested and said, "What do you want to report today?"

Wang Qiong bowed slowly and said, "Fifty-two private schools have been built in the fifteen provinces of the two capitals, and the expenses have been settled, totaling 36,000 taels of silver."

Private schools are built in various places. In addition to buying materials and paying labor wages, teachers must be hired.

The settlement of expenses means that everything is ready and children can go to school.

Xiao Jing took the wolf hair, wrote on the memorial, and pasted the Huanghuali board.

The retired emperor Hongzhi showed the first smile of the day.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang stared at the Huanghuali board.

This is a good policy. It is foreseeable that in three to five years, more and more people in the world will be literate.

The faster the government decrees are implemented, the more people will be literate, and they will understand more truths.

Why are there so many uprisings in the southern barbarians? Isn't it because the stubborn people are illiterate?

What made Zhu Houzhao angry was that this was clearly the merit of Lao Gao's advice, but his father wrote it on the board, "Father, I want to build a new official road from the capital to South Zhili."

The hall was very quiet.

The cost and labor of building a new official road would be huge.

There is already an official road from North Zhili to South Zhili, and building another one would be redundant.

Wang Qiong opened his mouth, but when he thought about it carefully, it was Yan Chengjin who advised the new emperor. He stammered and reminded: "Repairs require costs..."

The retired emperor Hongzhi was also not interested in building official roads between the north and the south.

"The north and the south are mainly transported by water. If merchants have heavy goods to transport, they can use the Grand Canal. The Grand Canal has just been widened by more than ten feet, so large ships can be used."

Building roads is like throwing meat buns at dogs, which is a waste of money and no return, and there is no return.

Zhang Sheng thought it made sense, twisting his beard and saying seriously: "The new emperor cannot make an imperial decree for the sake of political achievements."

A gleam of light flashed in Yan Chengjin's eyes.

With the arrival of the Little Ice Age, the Grand Canal will freeze for longer and longer periods of time.

The emperor and the nobles don't know.

If the court relies only on the Grand Canal as a transportation channel, the newly prosperous business will gradually cool down and will not grow.

Immediately, he organized his words and hurriedly said: "Although there is a Grand Canal in the north and south, the north and south sections are frozen in winter and spring, and business cannot be carried out.

If there is a north-south official road, regardless of spring and autumn, the north-south trade will be unimpeded."

The emperor Hongzhi, Liu Jian and others were silent for a moment. The Grand Canal was frozen, and the ship could not move at all.

There was snow on the official road, but it did not hinder the passage of carriages.

Yan Chengjin was too lazy to talk too much, and said seriously in front of the public: "Set up a banknote gate on the official road, and collect banknotes and customs duties in winter."

The retired emperor Hongzhi thought for a while, looked at Wang Qiong and said: "The Ministry of Revenue will first calculate the waste, and I will discuss it after reading it."

"Send it to the East Warm Pavilion. This is my son's political achievement. I will decide it myself." Zhu Houzhao said.

The retired emperor Hongzhi's face was pale, and his shoulders trembled slightly with anger.