Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 653 The big happy event

"It's a good way to set up social schools in border towns."

With the autumn wind blowing, the golden yellow leaves fell one after another, and a thick layer was immediately accumulated on the ground, like a layer of cushions.

Stepping on it, it is soft, and the crisp sound keeps ringing, which is not a mood.

Zhu Mou came to the villa in a hurry, and when the emperor asked, he immediately responded: "Mr. Teacher has a way."

"Oh?"

The emperor glanced at him, slightly surprised: "What can you do?"

Zhu Mou smiled slightly, and said earnestly: "Ordinary people in the world, either work in agriculture, or do business, or are hired by others. They are humble, and only in the officialdom, but they are extremely eager."

"Scholars have to bow their heads and study hard in the cold winter and the scorching heat, just for this official position."

"The official seal is power, stability, and status."

As the saying goes, the ass determines the head. After he became the Minister of Rites, he was full of thoughts on the imperial examination and the way of enlightenment, but he was keen on spending money.

"You mean, give an official position?"

The emperor thought a little when he heard the words.

The same is true for the three branches and one support, village officials, etc. in later generations.

"Although the imperial court is rich, the burden on the local area is already high. Adding more manpower may cause chaos."

"Your Majesty is wise." Zhu Mou flattered him first, and then said: "The local education, politics, and edicts are in charge of local education and learning. Why don't you set up a teaching post and reward those gentlemen of sociology."

"Mr. Sociology already has money and food, but now that he is an official, he has status and status, so naturally there will be more applicants."

"Oh?"

Zhu Yixi became interested.

Official status is not only a status, but also a symbol of status. How can a teacher be as tall as an official?
The preparation is really fragrant.

This is a benefit without cost.

In view of the huge number of low-level officials, he made arrangements as early as when the salary was formulated, starting from the annual salary of the ninth grade to ten stones and silver to ten yuan.

Compared with a sociology student, it's almost an increase of [-]-[-]%. After all, there is also a student's apprenticeship ceremony!
And with official status, you can be exempted from corvee, which is a great temptation for the vast number of children.

The bleak imperial examination road and the real life are enough for them to make a choice.

"That's it."

Zhu Yixi said calmly: "Nowadays in several provinces in the north, the three exams are almost done, so every township is ordered to set up a social school, enroll all school-age children in the township, and exempt their tuition fees."

"There is a post of teacher in sociology. There are about two people. From the ninth grade, the teacher must be a child who has passed the government examination..."

Zhu Mou couldn't help sighing when he saw the emperor being so straightforward, and the local financial burden was heavy again.

But the ass determines the head, and now he is the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and he will receive the credit for enlightenment.

There are so many social studies teachers in the world, and they will all have to accept his affection in the future. This name is too big.

"Your Majesty, how about the county seat?"

"In the case of the county town, just set up two or three social schools, and the urban and rural areas must be fair."

Nowadays, the Fangxiang system in the county is like a fake, it is only a division of regions without administrative departments, and the real function is the word shop, fragmented management.

"Your Majesty can try it in the frontier first, and if it is good, it can be implemented nationwide."

"That's true."

The two chatted harmoniously, while the living man beside him kept writing and recording.

The emperor kept his promises, and this matter must be recorded and stored in the treasury. Zhu Mou was completely famous when he announced the cabinet.

But at this time, Jin Yiwei suddenly asked to see him.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Bangfu knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "The Chahar Department has received news that Abu Nai led tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to a decisive battle with the Qing Dynasty."

"The two sides fought inextricably at that time. When it was midday, more than [-] cavalry from the Chahar tribe suddenly changed their flags and changed their flags. They were attacked from the back and the back, and they were defeated and retreated."

"Oh?"

Zhu Yixi had been thinking about this battle that took place north of Zhangjiakou for a long time.

As the direct descendant of Mongolia, the Chahar tribe has an incredible appeal.

Lin Danhan did this, and he was defeated repeatedly, and even fled Hexi Hexi for a while, but the Manchu Qing could only divide the Chahar tribe and dare not swallow it.

Even in order to appease the Mongols, he allowed his son to inherit the tribe.

Now, under the funding of the Ming Dynasty in recent years, the Chahar tribe has swelled up tens of thousands of troops, and it seems that the former Mongolian overlord has returned.

Man Qingwo regained his vitality in Liaodong, endured it for two or three years, how could he continue to indulge.

There must be a battle between the two, which has long been expected.

As for why not send troops to rescue people, this is related to Ming Dynasty's policy.

In the situation where all kinds of wastes are flourishing in the country, as long as they recuperate and recuperate, their strength will continue to grow, and if it goes down day by day, the soldiers and horses of the Manchu Qing will not be enough.

As for the tribes of Mongolia, Hetao Yinshan became Suiyuan Province. Wouldn't the Mongols' growing up be a disaster to their own people?

Letting the Mongols and the Manchu dogs bite the dogs is the best way.

Besides, Abu Nai was ambitious, and dared to collude with the Ming Dynasty to rebel at the age of fourteen or fifteen, so he was definitely not a good puppet.

"How's Abu Nai?"

The emperor asked nervously, with the word concern written all over his face.

"Your Majesty, I have repeatedly questioned you, Chahar Khan Abu Nai is already seriously injured."

Wu Bangfu said in a deep voice.

"Hey!" Zhu Yixi sighed: "It's a pity, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, so he died of serious injuries like this, it's not a holiday."

"How shameless Man Qing is to use this method."

Wu Bangfu knelt on one knee, his face expressionless, his eyelids trembling.

Well, Jin Yiwei still has to do an assassination job, and it is appropriate to die from serious injuries.

"Inform Sun Changzhou, governor of Xuanda, and let him prepare to rescue the Chahar Department."

"How can Chahar Khan, whom I have appointed, be bullied at will?"

Zhu Yixi shouted angrily, and then his face was full of joy.

As long as the Chahar Department is completely under control, the Monan area will be stable.

At that time, holding the blood of the Chahar tribe will be enough to dictate to the Mongolian tribes.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty."

Zhu Mou hurriedly bowed and was overjoyed.

"This is Daming's happy event."

The emperor waved his hand: "Don't make too much fanfare, the Ministry of Rites should start preparing for the funeral. It must be grand, solemn, heavy, and huge."

"Jinyiwei must spread such news to Horqin and Khalkha Mongolia."

"Yes!"

The two spoke in unison.

At this time, more than a hundred miles north of Zhangjiakou, there was a heavy atmosphere in an earthen city.

A defeat in the army not only injured Abu Nai, but also ruined the morale of the army and the people he had accumulated over the years.

The myth of the Manchu Qing being strong and invincible has continued once again.

Abu Nai was not discouraged, he looked at the nobles in front of him and said: "Although this battle was defeated, the Manchus also suffered heavy casualties, otherwise the king's account would have been surrounded."

"I have asked the Ming Dynasty for help. I think it will take less than two days for the Ming army to arrive, and they will definitely be able to defeat the Jurchen."

(End of this chapter)