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"Education first, this is Zhu Yuanzhang's expectation, and he did the same, so social studies have been passed down.
It¡¯s just that sociology is a bottomless pit, coupled with poor management, so it¡¯s a bit decadent. It was not until Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne that sociology regained its spirit and became a key unit of grassroots education in the Ming Dynasty.
And Gaizhouwei¡¯s sociology existed in name only. After the last gentleman went home to retire, the place became a cultural desert.
"Social studies must be re-established!"
Fang Xing¡¯s tone was very firm, which made the common people look forward to it.
"Everything is of inferior quality, but reading is of high quality.
This is a concept that has existed for thousands of years. As long as this concept exists, people will not ignore the education of their children.
"Uncle, those gentlemen are all Wenquxing, I'm afraid they won't come!"
"Yes, those gentlemen are rich and expensive. We live in a remote and remote area with nothing good. Even our daughters are ugly. Who would want to come!"
"Nonsense!"
Fang Xing waved to the little girl who didn¡¯t ask for his candy earlier with a straight face.
The little girl was shy and scared, so she didn¡¯t dare to come over.
"Go, go, go! Uncle is calling you!"
Her mother pushed the child over with a smile. From the look on her face, it was clear that she wanted to give her daughter to Fang Xing as a girl.
The girl was pushed over timidly. Fang Xing, for the sake of people's hearts, did not care about beauty or ugliness, so he pointed at the girl and said: "Look at this girl, she is as beloved as my uncle's girl. Who dares to say that we are not good in the future?" If Zhou¡¯s daughter is not beautiful, beat her!¡±
"good!"
These words are very down-to-earth, and they are compared with their own daughters, which immediately brings them closer together.
"This child is so lucky to be praised by his uncle!"
So countless eyes were fixed on the girl, and someone asked the girl's mother if she wanted to marry her as a baby.
"Don't do this!"
Fang Xing warned: "The children are still young. It seems suitable now, but when they grow up and don't like it, what should we do? Do we have to force them to be together? So we should talk about it when they are older."
Wang Chang also said: "Now that we are full, we don't have to worry about my daughter impoverishing the family. Don't be stingy! It's a beast to push your daughter out just for that little food!"
There was a burst of laughter, and this concept was implanted in the minds of these people.
"There is also the study of the children. After I return to Beijing, I will advise Your Majesty to send more scholars of all levels to these remote places. The more the better."
¡°Then Fang Xing looked at the situation in people¡¯s homes, especially the food storage.
"Uncle, the most abundant food is potatoes. In the past, rice was sent as food from the other side, but now they are all sent with potatoes. We don't want them anymore. We grow them ourselves. They are sweeter and waxier than those from the other side."
The proliferation of potatoes has caught people off guard. Nowadays, there are countless new foods developed based on potatoes.
Fang Xing explained the reason why grain transportation from the south to the north has been reduced in recent years, and then went into the city.
"Is there anyone else coming to harass you now?"
There is a hot pot on the stand, and venison and roe deer meat are cooked in the pot.
Most of the wild meat has a strong fishy smell, so the spicy pot base is used.
Wang Chang accompanied Fang Xing to eat. After hearing this, he put down his chopsticks and said, "Uncle, there used to be harassment on the North Korean side, but after it was classified as the Chief Envoy, Liaodong Dusi and Nuer Gandu Si sent a letter to the Central Government, and then they were cleared What was once a border area has since become stable.¡±
"Where are those wandering tribes?"
"They have all been wiped out, and now there is no obstruction from here to Nuergandusi."
Fang Xing had finally completed his routine task, and then he wrote a memorial and asked someone to send it to him according to the channel.
Then he went to the original Jurchen place in Jianzhou, and then went to Zhenbeicheng.
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After the construction of the city and the garrison of troops in Hami, Xinghe has now become a safe rear area. The population is increasing day by day, and the city can no longer live in it. It is expanding outward like the city of Beiping.
This is no longer the front line. As the peaceful days continue, all kinds of people are gathering here.
With more people, all walks of life flourished.
And this is just outside the side wall, which acts as a bridgehead, so most people leaving the border choose here.
In addition to businessmen, more and more people are settling here.
And Jiang Di is one of them.
As the only one who actively asked to teach hereA student, no matter how young he is, Jiang Di is still respected by everyone from common people to officials.
In the spacious classroom, there are more than thirty students sitting below.
Jiang Di wrote a formula on the blackboard and turned around and said: "It's hard to remember it as a student, but you also need to learn how to apply it by drawing inferences from one example. These formulas are all in the holiday homework. If you can't do them, you will definitely not pay attention to the class. When you come back after the New Year, you will It deserves punishment!¡±
The youngest of the students below is about eight or nine years old, and the oldest looks to be almost an adult.
¡°Everyone is immersed in focusing on the key points. These textbooks are provided by the government for free, but if they are lost, there is no place to replace them. They can only buy them themselves or copy them.
Seeing that the students were serious, Jiang Di smiled slightly, then walked off the stage and looked outside.
Through the glass window, you can vaguely see the snow on the eaves opposite.
He stretched out his hand to write on the glass window, leaving a line of text on the glass that was densely covered with moisture.
Later he returned to the podium and began to explain math problems.
¡°¡You must learn mathematics well, so that even if you have no future, you can still make a living for yourself.¡±
Jiang Di used this passage as the end of this semester.
After school.
on vacation!
The students happily gathered up their textbooks and pens, and then rushed out.
A student walked under the glass window and looked up at the line of words.
"Mother hands line, wandering clothing¡¡"
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The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the city is very lively.
"Mr. Jiang, come to my house for dinner."
There are many people walking on the street, and Han Chinese and Tatars are mixed together, but they are very harmonious.
There was a student whose family was doing business. When he saw Jiang Di coming over, he warmly invited him to his home for dinner.
Jiang Di cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you very much. I have something else to do at home, so I won't bother you."
After he left, the man selling spices sighed: "He is a good man! But why do you come here to teach?"
An old customer who was choosing spices said: "Mr. Jiang took the initiative to come to Xinghe. He is knowledgeable, has good character, and is good-looking. It's a pity that he doesn't have a suitable daughter at home, otherwise he would have to find a matchmaker to propose marriage."
The man said: "Yes! Mr. Jiang, who is as knowledgeable as he is, can actually try to be a small official here. When someone appreciates him in the future, he will be in the clouds all the way!"
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In fact, someone recommended Jiang Di to the higher authorities last year. As a young man with a lot of initiative, he was allowed to take root in Xinghe. This is something that everyone is happy to see.
It¡¯s just that Jiang Di chose to continue teaching, and taught Confucianism and science together, and then he was disgusted by some people, so it was inevitable that some unpleasant words would be spread.
"I never wanted to be an official."
Jiang Di¡¯s residence was very spacious, and even though there was no room for it in the city, the tradition of attaching importance to education was respected.
He needs to cook his own meals and take care of himself.
But he never lacked these abilities.
After he decided to study science, he fell out with his father.
Although his father is mediocre and timid, Jiang Di must thank him.
Even if he remarried and had a son, his father would still take care of him. He paid for all the travel expenses from studying to Xinghe.
Jiang Di remembered the conversation that morning.
"This home is small, and my father has tried his best to make you feel comfortable."
"Dad, I will take care of myself from now on."
"Then remember to write a letter back. If I mean if, if it's not good outside, then come back."
He still remembers how embarrassed his father was at that time, as if he didn¡¯t know how to talk to him.
But he knew that the home was no longer his. With his stepmother and younger brother here, he was in an awkward situation, so everyone could breathe a sigh of relief when he came out early.
He changed his clothes and walked into the study.
The study room is very simple, just a simple bookshelf, table and chairs.
He walked to the wall and reached out to touch the small piece of clothing that had begun to change color.
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