The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 170 This is simply outrageous!
In the academy where he studied before, illiterate people were not qualified to enter through the main gate of the academy and could only enter through the small door of the utility room. If they dared to approach the classroom, they would be beaten out by the teacher with a ruler.

Although he thought so in his heart, Yang Wenyue didn't show it on his face. Instead, he expressed his interest and wanted to sit inside to experience it. (In fact, he was just tired from walking.)

Feng Rong led them in through the back door quietly. Mr. Wang, who was teaching at the podium, did not show any reaction, and few of the teenagers in the front row turned around. Instead, the parents stood up quickly when they saw that Yang Wenyue and his party were wearing casual clothes but had extraordinary demeanor. Seeing that there might not be enough seats, some of them nodded and bowed to offer their seats.

Yang Wenyue saw that they indeed had a small blue wooden sign hanging on their chests. Although he was unhappy, he still nodded and found a seat in the middle to sit down.

The layout of the classroom is different from that of the academy. The most eye-catching thing is a large blackboard in the front, which takes up one-third of a wall. There is a small amount of writing on the blackboard with chalk, and the handwriting is simple and not very impressive (Yang Wenyue's personal evaluation).

There was a large banner hanging above the blackboard, with eight large characters in official script written on it: Study hard and make progress every day.

Looking around, Yang Wenyue saw some very interesting things. There were six scrolls hanging on the two side walls. They were all aphorisms. The words were quite straightforward. The key was the names at the end. For example:
Genius is 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration - Emperor Zhu Youjian of the Ming Dynasty.

In the future, you will definitely thank your current self for working so hard - Sun Chuanting, Governor of Sanbian

His name, Yang Wenyue, is also among them: Books cannot be left out for a day. Reading a good book every day is equivalent to talking to a noble person - Yang Wenyue, Governor of Baoding.

A flash of confusion crossed Yang Wenyue's expression, and he couldn't remember when he had said this.

Besides, he hadn't read for a long time. In the past two years, he had been busy with military affairs. He was either fighting or preparing for war and had no free time at all.

Yang Dezheng, Liu Chao and others didn't know the inside story, but they were very envious.

It is an honor (but also an usurpation) to have your name hung alongside that of the Emperor, not to mention that it is hung in the academy, which will be remembered forever.

This class was a Chinese language class, but it was not the Three Character Classic taught before, but a strange text called "The Tadpole Looking for Its Mother". After Mr. Wang finished teaching the new characters and reading it twice, he wanted to find a classmate to read the text.

He was an old man with blurry eyes. He looked around the classroom and saw that the teenagers in the front row were all hunching their necks. Only Yang Dezheng, the general soldier of Baoding, was burly and stretched his neck to look around. So Wang, the old student, spotted him and said, "Student, read the two new passages we just learned to everyone."

Yang Dezheng hesitated and refused to agree.

"Stand up!" Mr. Wang was immediately displeased. He slammed the podium with his book and scolded, "How many times have you learned these two paragraphs? You still can't read them? Did you forget to bring your ears with you? Did you keep them at home to swat mosquitoes?!"

"You! You old Dong..." Yang Dezheng was so angry that he almost burst into curse.

However, after Yang Wenyue glared at him fiercely, Yang Dezheng suddenly remembered that this was the new city, the school, and Fang Shenzi was very close!

He instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He had no choice but to stand up. A teenager in the front row handed him the textbook quietly while holding back his laughter, and enthusiastically marked the paragraphs. Then Yang Dezheng's powerful voice rang in the classroom: "The tadpoles swam and swam, and after three days, their tails became shorter and shorter. They saw the mother crucian carp swimming in the water with her tail fin swinging, and they hurriedly chased after her, shouting, "Mom, Mom!" The mother crucian carp smiled and said, "I'm not your mother..." Later, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

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The vice-president's office is on the third floor, facing west.

Empress Zhang was wearing a plain palace dress and sitting behind a desk piled with books and documents. Her sitting posture was very straight, with her white neck and waist forming a straight line, just like she had been sitting in the main seat of Ciqing Palace for many years, with such supreme elegance.

If you look closely, you can see that her heart is heaving violently, and it is obvious that she is mad at someone.

According to the document issued by the Ministry of Rites in May, Empress Zhang had to "pass by" Laishui County on her way out of the palace to visit her relatives in Kaifeng.

Up to now, this "passing by" has lasted for nearly two months. During these two months, the Baoding Governor Xu Biao and even the officials of nearby prefectures and counties have not come to pay a visit to her, because she has not set up her phoenix carriage after leaving Zhuozhou, and has not sent any formal documents to the local government after arriving in Laishui County, so procedurally speaking, she is still in Zhuozhou.

The local officials near the capital were worldly-wise and would naturally cooperate with Empress Zhang's wishes (and possibly the Emperor's wishes), pretending to be completely unaware and not making rash visits.

However, today, Baoding Governor Yang Wenyue acted recklessly as if he had taken the wrong medicine.

Not only did he come in person, he also brought a group of senior generals of the Baoding Army and came directly to the door of the office to ask for a meeting. Empress Zhang, who had just returned from get out of class, was very surprised to see them.

After they entered the door, they knelt down on the ground and then bowed deeply.

Empress Zhang asked them what they wanted, and they said...

This is simply outrageous! Empress Zhang also knew that the scandal between her and Fang Shenzi was getting more and more intense in Xincheng, but she never thought that someone would say it to her face, let alone that Yang Wenyue, a provincial governor, would take such nonsense seriously. He even had the wild idea of ​​using this "relationship" to ask Fang Shenzi for help.

Who do you think I am?!

Empress Zhang's eyes turned red with anger, and within the wide sleeves of her palace dress, her two fair hands were clenched tightly together.

Yang Wenyue lay on the ground and refused to get up, looking extremely terrified, but he did not hesitate at all: "We cannot afford it. The imperial court cannot afford this war! I have calculated repeatedly that the 180,000-man army, including horses and mules, will need at least 25,000 dan of rice and beans every day, and 750,000 dan per month.

Along the way, we need to recruit civilians, three times as many as soldiers. If it is a good year, or if we are in Jiangnan, the local government can afford it. However, Baoding and Hejian have suffered from drought for many years. In this case, the army must provide subsidies. Otherwise, I am afraid that the local government will treat the civilians too harshly, which will lead to disasters... This war cannot be won overnight. If we use cautious methods step by step, it will take at least five months and at most three years. The amount of money and grain consumed is incalculable. "

(End of this chapter)