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Seven Three One Godson

To some extent, trains represent the extension of central power. In the era without trains, it took two months for a "Huangming Bulletin" to travel from Beijing to Jiaozhi, and the central government's decree cannot use carrier pigeons, so it will take another month.

Three months is enough to happen many big things.

Now the roaring train has extended the arm of the imperial center of the Ming Empire, allowing the imperial court officials to understand local problems faster and mobilize the army, grain, and merchants at a faster speed.

Although it was only a test section and was only twenty miles long, the thousands of kilograms of cargo carried with the train, His Majesty the Emperor and the royal family, finally arrived at the first stop outside Beijing at a faster speed.

"Your Majesty, the maximum speed of the train reached 24 miles an hour just now." The professor in charge of the train plan reported to Zhu Cixuan.

The professor's surname is Tian, ​​his name is Shuang, and he is only in his early thirties. He is a proud disciple of Wang Kui Xingong. He has great achievements and talents in the field of machinery. If Zhu Cilang had not called the wind and rain in this time and space, perhaps he would have been a scholar in his old age and won the juren at the age of fifty, and lived his mediocre life. However, because of Zhu Cilang, his hobbies in his childhood could become a lifelong career and gave him the opportunity to shine the family and honor his ancestors.

Zhu Ciyang nodded to the young professor and said, "How much does it take?"

"The experimental goods totaled 6,000 kilograms." Tian Shuang said: "But the theoretical data is around 12,000 kilograms."

"Because I'm more serious." Zhu Cilang joked.

Tian Shuang also smiled and said, "Your Majesty bears the sun and the moon and holds the country in his hand. How can he not be heavy?"

This time, because His Majesty the Emperor asked to experience the train personally, the carriage could not be fully loaded. Judging from the previous experiments, the risk of full load is much higher than that of no load. Several accidents occurred due to excessive load.

Zhu Cixuan looked at the platform from the window. Because he adopted his design concept, it was not much different from the train station in later generations. He asked: "What's wrong with Kui Xin Gong?"

Tian Shuang suddenly became depressed and said, "I'm afraid I can't see the Beijing-Tianjin Line being connected in person."

Wang Zheng was extremely old in this era. When he was determined to lay the Beijing-Tianjin Line, he no longer had the energy and energy to be responsible for actual work. He pushed his closed disciple to the front desk, which was Tian Shuang. He gave Tian Shuang the honor of building the first railway in the Ming Dynasty, which shows his expectations and importance to Tian Shuang.

This can be regarded as his biggest legacy.

Zhu Cixuan remembered the correspondence between him and Wang Zheng, the Technical College came step by step from Jingshi University, and even the award of the Kwai Xin Award, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Forget it, I can't go down anymore. If I add coal, I'll go back to Beijing." Zhu Cixuan said.

Tian Shuang was ordered to go out and made arrangements immediately.

There were only five princes left in the carriage, sitting around the emperor.

Zhu Hegui looked at his father and felt quite distressed. He thought for a while and finally advised: "Don't be sad, father, don't be sad, the fire will be over. Kwai Xin Gong must be satisfied if he sees this train."

Zhu Cilang took a breath and said, "It's not sad, it's just loss." He paused and said, "Why don't the heroes be afraid of life and death? The only regret is that they cannot see their career achievement in person. Before his death, Mr. Li was still worried about whether the exam would lead to the law and follow the old path of losing power. These are all loyal ministers."

In the twelfth lunar month of the tenth year of Longjing, Li Yuzhi died of his life. One hour before his farewell, he met a visiting official from the Ministry of Personnel, who inquired about the improvement and implementation of the examination law. The official only visited unexpectedly, and after Li Yuzhi retired, he also asked about the political affairs this time, as if God had the will of heaven.

The crown prince knew that His Majesty the Emperor was depressed after hearing the news of Li Yuzhi's death. Today, he learned that Wang Kui Xingong's deadline was approaching. The originally lively trip also became depressing.

"Father, the posthumous title of Mr. Li has not yet been agreed." Zhu Hegui said: "There seems to be quite controversial between Wen Zhong and Wen Zheng."

"Why didn't I know there was such a controversy?" Zhu Cixuan asked back.

Zhu Hegui was a little surprised and said in confusion: "The Hanlin Academy and the Imperial College have already had a quarrel, and there are also reports... How could the father not know?"

"The father means. There is no need to worry about this matter!" The second son of the emperor, Zhu Heqi, suddenly said, "It's just about Wen Zhong or Wen Zheng, just look at what they finally report. If it doesn't suit the father's will, the father can naturally give him a Wen Zheng, which is called favor from him; if it suits the father's will, it will naturally go with the flow, which is called everyone's wishes. Right, Father."

Zhu Hegui looked at his younger brother coldly and said, "You should show your father more presumptuously."

Zhu Cixuan touched the back of his dick's head: "This is not called being presumptuous. He can say it because he is worried about your brother."

Zhu Hegui was quite reluctant and his face became more and more unpleasant. Although no one had ever told him, he felt more and more that his father's love for him was distributed to his younger brothers. Looking back on the time when he was unaware of his father's love and he had the father to play games with him, but now the person who had been following his father has become the second and third brothers.

The third brother is still young, so I won’t talk about him, but the second brother is becoming more and more presumptuous and doesn’t take him seriously as his brother.

Seeing that the boss's face was not good, Zhu Cilang said to Zhu Heqi again: "No matter what, there should be no estrangement between brothers, but the way of the king and the ministers is to be concerned. Your emperor is the deputy king after all. Even if you have something you don't care about for a while, you should pay attention to the way of admonishing and making suggestions."

"He, hehe, there are many things he can't worry about." Zhu Heqi said carelessly: "And he is stubborn!"

"You!" Zhu Hegui was about to get angry immediately. When he saw his father looking over, he resisted the attack.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Cixuan looked at the second child again.

"Last time I took math, he scratched his head there for a long time. I threw the answer to him, but he didn't know how to copy it." Zhu Heqi said.

Zhu Cilang nodded and said, "This is your emperor brother who is honest and cheating in the exam is not a glorious thing."

Zhu Hegui's face was warm and said, "Doing yourself is for being unwise, deceiving your husband is for being dishonest, deceiving your father is for being even more deceiving the emperor. You are really bold and reckless!"

"Father, aren't these creeds created by corrupt scholars? As the deputy king, the emperor's brother is still tied to this?" Zhu Heqi said dissatisfied.

"What kind of corrupt scholars! They are all gentlemen! They are my gentlemen, and you are also yours!" Zhu Hegui had already started calling.

Zhu Cilang pressed down on his two sons and said, "Don't quarrel, my father's headache." The child's voice was too high. It was indeed a headache to chatter.

"First of all," Zhu Cixuan turned to Zhu Heqi, "It is definitely wrong to call gentlemen a corrupt scholar. As Chinese descendants, how do we distinguish them from barbarians? It is because we have great etiquette, inner beliefs, and principles of dealing with the world. These etiquettes, beliefs, and principles are the rules taught by gentlemen, we must respect heaven and law ancestors, respect elders, respect parents, care for young people, and be sincere to others... and so on, once we betray these frameworks, what is the difference between us and the Eastern Barbarians?"

Zhu Heqi curled his lips and lowered his head without saying a word.

"As for you." Zhu Cixuan turned to the crown prince, "How could your math, physics and chemistry be so bad?"

Zhu Hegui didn't expect that his father was asking about this, and it was difficult to answer for a while.

"Do you think that as long as you learn the way of a saint, you can govern the country?" Zhu Cixuan said without waiting for his son to answer: "What is the foundation of the way of university? The four words of Investigating things and learning knowledge, mathematics, physics and chemistry are all the learning of Investigating things, and the purpose is still to gain knowledge. If you cannot investigate things, you cannot gain knowledge. In the end, will you be fooled by others?"

Zhu Hegui lowered his head and said to himself: I don’t know what gentlemen think. It’s not necessary to do a good job, but I insist on using a percentage system. It’s really annoying! When I become the emperor, gentlemen will no longer be allowed to use a percentage system to evaluate students.

In fact, the percentage system was implemented as early as when elementary school was popularized, but it was not adopted in sects. In earlier royal education, gentlemen were also ministers. How did ministers judge kings and fathers? Therefore, there was no examination and assessment at all. It was just that the teacher explained the content clearly and students could know it.

Zhu Cixuan was the culprit for implementing the percentage system in the sect.

He found from Mr. Zong Xue that liberal arts teachers have a higher evaluation of the crown prince, but science teachers have average evaluations. He also believes that the second prince is more capable than the crown prince. This is obviously a signal of biased subject and is not paid attention to, and it is because there is no strict evaluation using the percentage system.

From the second half of the tenth year of Longjing, the Zongxue also had to conduct exams, scores, and master the students' knowledge level. In this way, the crown prince was defeated back to his original form and acted very dangerously in natural science subjects such as mathematics, physics and chemistry.

"My son is wrong." Zhu Hegui admitted his mistake readily. In his childhood experience, as long as he admits his mistake, his father will not blame him anymore. This trick has been proven to be successful.

"Don't laugh, your Chinese studies scores are also a problem." Zhu Cixuan turned to his second child and said: "It's good to get 90 points in history and geography, but why is it only 60 points in ancient Chinese?"

"The teacher is partial," Zhu Heqi stumbled on the neck, "They all took pictures of the emperor's horses and deliberately did not give me high scores."

Zhu Hegui was immediately displeased and said, "You ask your father to see what you wrote, you still want to get high scores!"

Zhu Cixuan glared at his eldest son and said, "I really haven't seen what you wrote, but sir should be ethical. What have you written?"

"That's the neighbor's house, how can there be many chickens or something like that..." Zhu Heqi replied muttered.

Zhu Cilang quickly realized that this was actually some fables that ridiculed Mencius.

In "Mencius", a man who steals chickens from his neighbors every day. When the man was told that stealing chickens was not a gentleman's way, he said, "Then I'll steal one every month, and I'll talk about it next year." Mencius thought that since he knew that this was wrong, why should he wait for next year? It should be corrected quickly.

The idea of ​​this story is good, the key is that the second son of the emperor does not believe that there are so many chickens in the neighbor's house for people to steal.

"There is also the beggar in Qi who married a wife and a concubine. He said that Mencius was a fool, so how could the beggar have so much money!" Zhu Hegui exposed.

Zhu Heqi's eyes floated to the ceiling, obviously disagreed.

When encountering such students, no wonder gentlemen have headaches.

"What did gentlemen tell you?" Zhu Cixuan asked.

"They said, this is a metaphor, and you can't be serious." Zhu Heqi said.

"Indeed," Zhu Cilang nodded, "In order to reason, Mencius would use exaggerated methods to highlight the absurdity of some behavioral methods, which does not mean that Mencius is nonsense."

"Isn't he a sub-sage? What if someone believes it is true?" Zhu Heqi still said seriously.

"The sub-sage saint was conferred by later generations. As for some people distorted and misunderstood the wisdom of their ancestors, it cannot be said that their ancestors were wrong." Zhu Cixuan said.

Zhu Hegui was a little confused when he heard this, and thought to himself: The father's attainment in investigating things is praised by the world, but how could he argue for his ancestors? Didn't the emperor say that his father's knowledge is not pure enough and lacks awe of the ancestors?

"Anyway, I feel bored, so I always use the words of this and that to teach people." Zhu Heqi said: "If it makes sense, even if a eunuch says it, I will listen to it, so why should I carry the 'zi' out?"

Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "Your attitude is right."

"Ah?" He and Gui and Qi sighed unexpectedly at the same time.

"The reason is not because of who said it, but because that is the reason. If you obey this principle, you are good to everyone. If you violate this principle, it is bad to heaven and people resent others." Zhu Cilang said: "The so-called saints and wise men are nothing more than summarizing this principle for people to see and enlighten the wisdom of fools, that's all."

Zhu Heqi was very excited to get the support of his father and was about to say something deviant, but Zhu Cilang had already slapped his head: "But you are not Kong Fei Meng, obviously not because you have mastered more real principles than Confucius and Mencius, but because you insist on doing anything you say! If you are not Confucius and Mencius, at least you will first figure out what Confucius and Mencius are and what they said."

"As for the crown prince," Zhu Cilang turned to his eldest son, "You are willing to study hard, which is good, but don't be a parrot who only learns the tongue. It is true to have your own experience. In the end, the world is changing. Taking history as a guide can certainly know the rise and fall, but it also needs to consider the differences between different eras. For example, even today, there are great scholars who hope to restore the well-field system, because the well-field system was the basis for the 800-year-old royal industry in the Zhou Dynasty.

"In his opinion, restoring the well-field system will restore people's hearts and allow the Ming Dynasty to continue for thousands of years. This starting point is good, but can we really use the things from the Zhou Dynasty now? Not to mention the system changes, just talk about the environment. Does the Zhou Dynasty have trains? The North China of the Zhou Dynasty was still lush with water and grass, and the Chu State was already a hot and malaria-ridden place. What about now?"

Zhu Hegui knew that his father was talking about Liu Zongzhou, including many great scholars before Liu Zongzhou. He also thought that the well-field system was a good system, but obviously his father did not agree with it.

"Hegui, you are old too. Sometimes you can't just listen to the truth, but you have to practice the truth and understand the truth." Zhu Cixuan said: "Do you still remember the little horse crossing the river that your father told you? Isn't it also said in the poem: I'm always shallow in my knowledge of this, and do you have to practice it yourself?"
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