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Chapter 570 Change ([-])

To lure it with profit, or to give practical benefits to the common people, so that they have the initiative to read and write, and to learn simple mathematical calculations.

The emperor didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. It was because of the living standards of the people at that time. It was very difficult to read and write.

Busy all day for life, without the conditions and environment to study, in the final analysis, it is just a word "poor".

Not only the ancient times were poor, but also the modern times in history.Want to learn, but have no money to pay tuition, no money to hire a teacher, no money...

Even now, the policies and measures introduced by the emperor cannot cover all of them, and not all Ming people can enjoy the right to education.

But there are still some changes, even big ones.Even if there were rural studies and ethnic studies in ancient times, they still cannot be compared with the present.

Evening school is a new form of universal education for people of all ages.As long as you are willing to learn, there is an hour-long class a night, free of charge.

As for the children or scholars in the village, as long as they are willing to become teachers, their family tax will be exempted, and their fame will be promoted by one level after three years.A child becomes a scholar, and a scholar becomes a juror, and he can be included in the selection list of the Ministry of Officials.

Teaching is beneficial and learning is motivated.The emperor believed that only in this way could his education popularization plan not become a fantasy.

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Yingzi wrote his name neatly, looked around, and felt joyful and happy about his learning achievements.

Reluctantly smoothing the fine sand with her hand, Yingzi wrote Zhang Zhuzi again, which was her husband's name.Looking at those three words, she showed a happy and joyful smile.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard door outside, Yingzi got up and stepped out of the house. It turned out that it was the father who came back from the field.

"Father, wash your face and rest for a while." Yingzi scooped up a basin of water and said, "I'm going to heat up the rice. I'll eat it when Zhuzi comes back."

Yingzi's father stepped forward to take the basin, and said, "What are you busy with, rest well. You don't need to heat up the rice, I'll just add more firewood."

After washing his face indiscriminately, Yingzi's father rushed into the stove, added firewood to light the fire, lit a bag of cigarettes, and smoked.

Looking at her daughter's slightly visible figure, a sincere smile appeared on her face, she pondered for a while, and said, "Don't go to night school, you can write your own name, and you just need to know the men's and women's toilets."

Yingzi blinked her big eyes and said with a smile, "It's fine with Zhuzi by my side."

After a pause, she added: "It's not good to read more characters, I can teach children in the future!" As she spoke, her face flushed slightly.

Yingzi's father opened his mouth when he heard the word child, and then laughed, Lao Huai nodded in relief, and stopped pressing Yingzi.

"Father, let's do it first." Yingzi said, approaching the stove, using a piece of firewood to scrape through the ashes under the stove, revealing two potatoes with charred and blackened skins.

This year, more than [-]% of the fields allocated by the Liao people are planted with potatoes, and the rest are rye, corn, and peanuts.Each family is only given [-]% of the land for their own use, and they can plant whatever they want.

The people of Liao did not know how much potatoes could be produced, but they did not dare to disobey the government's mandatory requirements.

Of course, there is no autumn harvest of potatoes, but a lot of potatoes are shipped from Zhili, which saves a lot of money compared to the south and overseas.

"This stuff is delicious, I like to eat it baked like this."

Yingzi's father smiled and reached out to pick up one. His calloused hands were not too afraid of being burned.When he broke his hands, the light yellow potato soil exuding the aroma was exposed.

(End of this chapter)