Zhenguan Leisurely King

Chapter 181 The Idea of ​​the Academy

Zheng Yuanzhi looked at Wang Ping'an in embarrassment, and said in his heart, "Boy, you are playing tricks on the old man. Among the six departments, only the Ministry of Rites has not received any practical benefits. You still want the old man to remind you."

"Pfft!"

A good laugh broke the awkward atmosphere.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and found that the laughter was actually made by Li Er, and they couldn't help smiling.

Li Er also found that he couldn't help laughing out loud and felt bad about it, so it was rare for his cheek to blush again, but he quickly recovered his bastard spirit and said: "Wang Ping'an, since the six other films you They are all helpful, so why is it impossible for the Ministry of Rites to help?"

After Li Er spoke, everyone looked at Wang Ping'an curiously, and thought, "Could it be that Wang Ping'an has a problem with this Zheng Yuanzhi?"

Wang Pingan was overwhelmed by the look, so he said weakly: "Return to Your Majesty, Master taught me some things about the other five of the six books, but he kept silent about these, so I don't even know what the Ministry of Rites is. What are you doing, to teach people to be polite?"

"Wow~"

There was an uproar, and they never expected that Wang Ping'an would give such a reason. Although they had thought of many reasons, none of them thought that Wang Ping'an didn't know what the Ministry of Rites was.

At the same time, they knew that Wang Ping'an still had something they didn't know. For some reason, they saw Wang Ping'an much more pleasing to their eyes now. An all-knowing and omnipotent evildoer would make them feel scared.

Well now, there is finally something he doesn't know, which means that he is not a monster, nor is he omniscient, this is right, this is the performance of a human being.

Only Zheng Yuanzhi didn't think about that. He is very depressed now. Why is his Ritual Department not valued by Mr. Wang Pingan's Master Xiaoyaozi? Could it be that his Ritual Department is useless? He is very suspicious of the Ritual Department now.

Moreover, Wang Ping'an even said that the Ministry of Rites only teaches

"That's why, isn't the court's Ministry of Rites so unpopular with Mr. Xiaoyaozi?" Li Er asked Wang Ping'an, his face a little cold.

Wang Pingan said unhurriedly: "I don't know about this humble minister, can your majesty tell the role of the Ministry of Rites?"

Li Er gave Zheng Yuanzhi a look, Zheng Yuanzhi understood, and said: "The Ministry of Rites is in charge of ceremonies, sacrifices, academies, etc. Do you understand now?"

"Understood, I understand very well." Wang Ping'an suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, now that the news is finally known, why Master has not mentioned the Ministry of Rites? It turns out that the problem lies in etiquette. What my Master dislikes the most is The kind of humility of the ancients. A gentleman, the master is bold and unrestrained, never caring about the eyes of the world, he only does things with his heart."

"Even so, your master has not taught you other things in the Ministry of Rites?" Li Er continued to ask.

"Yes, I vaguely remember that the master asked me to choose whether to enter the world or become a hermit. If I entered the world, I would build an academy. If I was a hermit, I would find a disciple to pass it on. I am confused It’s time to join the WTO, so I plan to build an academy that gathers the directors of various schools.” Wang Ping’an said.

"What academy?" Li Er asked curiously.

"This is an academy that integrates Confucianism, Kewu, medicine, military affairs, mathematics, and business. As long as there is a great Confucian who can create a school, the academy can add a course to this great Confucian. This is the respect of the humble minister. His dream is now the dream of a humble official." Wang Pingan explained.

"This is not a trivial matter, nor can you accomplish it alone. Do you have a plan?" Li Er asked.

"Yes, make money first, and then do things with money, then choose a site, find a great Confucian, build an academy and recruit students." Wang Ping'an talked eloquently.

Everyone knows that this is easy to say but hard to do. Just as Wang Pingan said, to set up an academy, you need a good address, a good teacher, and a lot of financial and material resources to build the academy and recruit students. It can be done.

But they saw confidence in Wang Ping'an's tone, which made them think that Wang Ping'an would definitely be able to do it.

"I'm so ambitious, how about I find you a good place to build an academy near the mountains and rivers?" Li Erxiao asked.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I also hope that the academy will be big enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people." Wang Ping'an asked carefully.

"Don't worry, of course it won't be small, you just need to be prepared." Li Er said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, this can be regarded as my minister's help to the Ministry of Rites. If necessary, I also hope that Mr. Zheng can help me more."

"I will not participate in this. I will not participate in the construction of the commercial plaza this time. Instead, you will communicate with the six ministries of the imperial court. I want to see how the government and business cooperate." Li Er said.

"The ministers and others will definitely cooperate with General Feihu, reflecting the importance of government-business cooperation." Changsun Wuji and other ministers of the DPRK and China said at the same time.

"Okay, I'm tired, shall we go away?" Li Er gave the order to drive away the guests.

"The ministers will leave." Everyone began to walk out of the imperial study room slowly.

On the way out of the palace, Changsun Wuji stopped Wang Ping'an and said, "Nephew Ping'an, please wait a moment."

Wang Pingan turned his head and saw that it was Zhangsun Wuji who called him to stop him, he was still teaching him so affectionately, he didn't know what was wrong, so he asked, "Master Changsun, are you teaching the boy?"

"That's right, it's the old man. The nephew and Liubu should have talked about the same thing, right?" Changsun Wuji asked.

"Nephew? The boy is a little flattered." Wang Ping'an said with trepidation.

"Haha, this old man is more than 20 years older than you. Calling you nephew should be enough for seniority, right?" Changsun Wuji seemed to ask Wang Pingan, but in fact he was saying what's wrong with calling you nephew at my age.

How could Wang Pingan not be clear about it, but the other party was better than himself, and he was also the emperor's brother-in-law, so it seemed that he would not be at a disadvantage in recognizing this uncle, so he said, "Uncle Changsun said yes, it is the boy Meng Lang."

"Okay, haha, then Uncle asks you, is it almost the same between you and Liubu?" Changsun Wuji asked again.

Wang Pingan thought: "When I was talking with Liubu, weren't you there?" With the same smile on his face, he said: "Of course, it's almost like this in the early stage."

"Besides that, is there anything else you need to help with in your commercial plaza?" Changsun Wuji asked repeatedly.

Wang Pingan replied without thinking: "Lack of money, lack of people."

"Lack of money? Lack of money? In order to reflect the old man's first advocacy of government-business cooperation to the imperial court, the old man is willing to take a share. Are you willing to accept it?"

Wang Pingan looked at Changsun Wuji suspiciously, and thought: "You said so much, is it just to buy shares? I thought you came here to ask for a statue."

(End of this chapter)