Chapter 2512

Education first, this is Zhu Yuanzhang's expectation, and he also did so, so sociology has been inherited.

But social science is a bottomless pit, coupled with poor management, so it is somewhat decadent. It was not until Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne that social studies regained its spirit and became a key unit of grass-roots education in the Ming Dynasty.

Gaizhouwei's sociology has existed in name only. After the last gentleman came home to provide for the elderly, it has become a cultural desert.

"Social studies should be reopened!"

Fang Xing's tone was very firm, which made the people look forward to more.

All things are inferior, but reading is high.

This has been a concept for thousands of years. As long as this concept exists, the people will not ignore the education of their children.

"Uncle, those gentlemen are Wenqu stars. I'm afraid they won't come!"

"Yes, those gentlemen are expensive. There are no good things in the remote areas here. Even the girls are ugly. Who wants to come!"

"Nonsense!"

Fang woke up and waved to the little girl who had not asked for his candy before.

The little girl was shy and afraid, so she didn't dare to come.

"Go! Uncle told you!"

Her mother smiled and pushed the child over. Looking at it, it was clear that she wanted to give her daughter to Fang Xing as a girl.

The girl was pushed over timidly. Fang woke up for the sake of the people's heart and didn't care about beauty or ugliness. He pointed to the girl and said, "look at this girl. She is as lovable as Benbo's girl. Who dares to say that our Gaizhou girl is not beautiful in the future, fight!"

"Good!"

These words are grounded, and they also compare their daughters, which shortens the distance between them.

"The boy was praised by uncle. He's lucky!"

So countless eyes stared at the girl. Someone asked her mother if she wanted to marry a baby.

"Don't do this!"

Fang Xing warned: "the children are still young. They look suitable now, but they don't like how to adjust when they grow up. Should they be forced together? So they should be bigger."

Wang Chang also said, "now that you're full, you don't have to worry about your daughter's poverty. Don't be stingy! Just push your own daughter out for that meal. It's an animal!"

So a burst of laughter, even if this concept is implanted in these people's minds.

"There is also the study of the children. After returning to Beijing, Ben Bo will give advice to his majesty and send more scholars to these remote places. The more, the better."

Then Fang woke up and looked at the situation in the people's homes, especially the grain storage.

"Uncle, the most is potatoes. In the past, rice was used to deliver grain on the other side, but now potatoes are sent. We don't want them. We grow them ourselves. They are sweeter and waxier than those on the other side."

The proliferation of potatoes is somewhat unexpected. Nowadays, there are countless new foods based on potatoes.

Fang Xing explained that he had reduced the transportation of grain from the south to the north in recent years, and then went to the city.

"Can someone still harass you now?"

There was a hot pot on which deer meat and roe deer meat were cooked.

Most of the wild meat has a strong fishy smell, so the bottom of the spicy pot is used.

Wang Chang accompanied Fang Xing to dinner. When he heard the speech, he put down his chopsticks and said, "uncle, there used to be harassment in North Korea, but after it was designated as the chief envoy department, Liaodong capital department and nuergan capital department wrote to Chaozhong, and then cleaned up the original border area. Later, it was stable."

"What about the wandering tribes?"

"They have all been wiped out. Now there is no obstruction from here to Nuer gandu."

Fang Xing completed the routine task, then wrote a memorial and asked someone to send it up according to the channel.

Then he went to the place where the state was originally built, and then to the north town.

……

After the construction of Hami City and the stationing of troops, Xinghe has now become a safe rear area. With the increasing population, the city can no longer live, and is expanding outward like Peiping city.

This is no longer the front line. With the continuation of the peaceful days, all kinds of people are gathering here.

With more people, all walks of life have flourished.

Moreover, it is outside the side wall, which can be regarded as a bridgehead, so most of those who exit the fortress choose here.

Apart from the trade, more and more people settled here.

Jiang Di is one of them.

As the only student who volunteered to teach here, even if he was young, Jiang Di was still respected by the people and officials.

In the spacious classroom, there are more than 30 students sitting below.

Jiang Di wrote a formula on the blackboard and turned around and said, "it's easy to remember, and you have to learn to draw inferences from one instance. These formulas are available in holiday homework. If you can't do them, you must not listen carefully. You should be punished when you come back after the New Year!"

The youngest of the students below is about eight or nine years old, and the oldest looks almost adult.

Everyone is buried in the key points. These textbooks are provided by the government. They don't need money, but they are lost but there is no place to make up. They can only buy or copy them themselves.

Seeing that the students were serious, Jiang Di smiled, then walked down the platform and looked out.

Through the glass window, you can vaguely see the snow on the eaves opposite.

He reached out and wrote on the glass window, leaving a line of text on the steamy glass.

Later, he returned to the podium and began to explain the math problems.

"... learn mathematics well, so that even if you have no future, you can still make a living for yourself."

Jiang Di used this paragraph as the end of this semester.

School is over.

be on holiday!

The students happily gathered their textbooks and pen and ink, and then rushed out.

A student went under the window and looked up at the line.

"The thread in the mother's hand, the wandering son's coat..."

……

The new year is coming soon. The city is very busy.

"Mr. Jiang, come to my house for dinner."

There are a lot of pedestrians in the street, and the Han people and the Tatar department are mixed together, but they are very harmonious.

A student's family was doing business. When they saw Jiang Di coming, they warmly invited him to dinner at home.

Jiang Di arched his hands and said with a smile, "thank you very much. There are still some things at home, so I won't bother."

After he left, the man selling spices sighed, "he's a good man! Just why do you want to teach here?"

An old customer who was picking spices said, "Mr. Jiang took the initiative to ask for Xinghe. He has good knowledge, good character and good looks. Unfortunately, there is no suitable daughter at home, otherwise he has to find a matchmaker to propose marriage."

The man said, "yes! In fact, Mr. Jiang can also try to be a petty official here. When someone appreciates it in the future, it will be green clouds all the way!"

……

In fact, last year, someone recommended Jiang Di to the above. As a young man with initiative, let him take root in Xinghe, which everyone is happy to see.

But Jiang Di chose to continue teaching and taught Confucianism and science together. Then he was disgusted by some people, so it was inevitable that some bad words came out.

"I never wanted to be an official."

Jiang Di's residence is very spacious. When he can't live in the city, the tradition of paying attention to education has been respected.

He needs to cook by himself and take care of himself.

But he never lacked these abilities.

After deciding to switch to science, he fell out with his father.

Although his father is mediocre and timid, Jiang Di must thank him.

Even if he marries again and has a son, his father still takes care of him. He pays the travel expenses from reading to laixinghe.

Jiang Di remembered the conversation that morning.

"This family is very small. Being a father has tried to make you feel comfortable."

"Dad, I will take care of myself in the future."

"Well... Remember to write back. If... I mean, if it's bad outside, come back."

He still remembers his father's embarrassment at that time, as if he didn't know how to talk to him.

But he knew that the family was no longer his own. His stepmother and brother were there. He was in an awkward situation, so everyone could breathe a sigh of relief when he came out early.

He changed his clothes and went into the study.

The study is very simple, just a simple bookshelf, tables and chairs.

He went to the edge of the wall and reached out to touch the little dress that had begun to change color.

"Mom, it's Chinese New Year..."