Metropolitan Inspectorate,

Dai Shan handed over the case to Yan Chengjin for trial, and Yan Chengjin handed it over to Fang Xue, "Han Jun let him go, and then gave him two hundred Four Books and Five Classics, as a return gift, Han Simen stayed, he read the official's book, and he couldn't let him go." ”

"Han Jun let it go?" Fang Xue was surprised.

What Lord Ministries means, it doesn't matter if these two people are killed, now Lord Youyi is going to release Han Jun......

Fang Xue thought that with the cautious character of the old brother, he was going to be beheaded for a crime.

"Let's go." Yan Chengjin Road.

King Yi Long of Joseon was a legend, not because he was famous for his wisdom, but because of his tyranny.

He was very similar to Emperor Hongzhi in his childhood, his mother failed in the palace fight, and was given to die in the palace, when he was a child, Chengzong hated his mother and was cold to him, and when he grew up, his personality was very different from that of Emperor Hongzhi.

After ascending the throne, he took advantage of the dispute between the power and ministers, raised the literary prison, killed more than 30 Confucian ministers, and changed Sungkyunkwan and the minister's mansion into a music shop and a brothel, which can play better than Zhu Houzhao.

So far, he has been on the throne for six years, and the heavens are angry and resentful, but he pays tribute to the Ming Dynasty every year, several times a year.

Counting the time, he still has six years left and was ousted.

Confucianism pays attention to benevolent government, and throwing away some four books and five passages may speed up the speed at which Li Long was ousted from power by Confucianism.

In the haunted house of Liangxiang, many things were confirmed before it was decided to keep the Han family father and son.

In the main hall of the Yamen of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Han Simen and his son hugged their heads and cried.

"Jun'er, Dad hurt you!"

"Daddy......"

Fang Xue raised the startled wood, slapped it heavily, and said: "Han Jun is ready to drive, leave Beijing immediately, Han Simen stay in Daming, report to Yanshan Jun, I will order him to stay, and the rest of the things must not be revealed, if your father and son agree, you can leave now." ”

Han Simon hugged his son: "Let's go, get out of this ghost place." ”

Han Jun was reluctant, and after some persuasion, he could only say goodbye to his father.

Half an hour later,

Han Simen changed into regular clothes, stood in front of the tribute team, and said: "I am ordered by His Majesty Daming, and I have important matters to discuss in Daming, so I will go back." ”

"Yes!"

Han Jun wiped his tears, only he knew what was going on.

Mounted on his horse, he held tightly the package on his shoulder, which was given to him by an adult surnamed Yan just now, saying that there were many letters in it, and he was told to open it at the opportunity.

Han Simen took off his official uniform and was escorted back to Yamen, where he became a prisoner again.

Yan Chengjin sat on top of the high hall: "This official asks you, can you understand the Song family's heavenly craftsmanship and mechanics?" ”

Han Simen had a cold face, looked at Yan Chengjin, hated it to the extreme, Jun'er left, and now he has become a prisoner, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Yan Chengjin's questions were not answered.

Yan Chengjin ordered the officials to imprison him.

On the third day, it was estimated that Han Jun had boarded the treasure ship returning to China.

Han Simon slammed into the prison wall, but unfortunately he didn't hit it and died, and was saved by the officials.

His mouth was stuffed with strips of rags and he was taken to a room.

"Yanshan Jun Li Long, his mother concubine Yin, in the seventeenth year of Chenghua, was given to death by Chengzong and Rencui Concubine, and Chengzong burned all the Yin family scrolls."

Han Simon was shocked.

This happened when Yan Shanjun was five years old, and more than ten years have passed, burning all the scrolls, killing many palace laves, and making them muzzle, even Yan Shanjun and many people in North Korea do not know.

This person is only twenty years old, and at the time of the Gyeongbokgung Palace fight, he was not yet born, how did he know?

"Yan Shanjun ascended the throne, and through the struggle of the ministers, he set off a Wuwu disaster, it seems that the ministers are using Yan Shanjun, but in fact, you are all used by Yan Shanjun." Yan Chengjin is serious.

Han Simen pointed at Yan Chengjin and was speechless in horror.

"You are...... Gui in the Adventure House! ”

Yan Chengjin was unmoved.

He already knew these things, and for the sake of prudence, in the Adventure House, he just checked the historical materials with Han Simen.

He knew more than Han Simon.

Yan Shanjun is cunning, a bit like the blackened Jiajing, sitting and watching the struggle between the old school and the Lingnan faction, he will plan and behead many Confucian ministers.

"This official asks you again, can you understand the Song family's heavenly craftsmanship and mechanics?"

Han Simon was terrified.

"I am a Gongcao Senator, I can understand the Song family's heavenly work, and the rest are heavenly books, I can't understand them."

The official system of North Korea is about the same as that of the Ming Dynasty, and Gongcao is the Ministry of Industry.

Senate, which is roughly equivalent to the Ming Dynasty's Ministry of Works, is a three-grade official, and the official is not small.

Yan Chengjin kept him, and it was a little useful.

"Your anti-Yanshanjun matter, the official is clear, it is useless to escape back to North Korea, go to Liangxiang Shipyard, the official will see how your craftsmanship is."

Han Simen had a layer of dense sweat on his forehead, and with Yan Shanjun's ruthlessness, he would definitely punish his nine clans.

……

On the eve of the New Year's Day,

The site of the shipyard was built, not far from the wharf where the newly dug river was dug.

The main factory building is built as a house, and the rest are straw sheds, which can save money.

In the grass shed, Song Jing is in the mechanics of the teaching science subject, and the audience is all shipbuilding craftsmen, not surprisingly, some of them will become the first batch of engineers in the shipyard.

"I heard that if you are admitted to the engineer, you will be given at least three taels of silver in a month!"

"I heard that Master Song's salary is one hundred taels!"

"Hehe, I don't know if I can get in."

The craftsman's daily salary is eight cents of silver, and when he becomes an engineer, he has at least three taels of silver, which is enough for the family to eat and drink for a year.

Yan Chengjin asked Song Jing to be the chief engineer.

I was paid a hundred taels of silver every month.

Song Jing is worth the price.

For the introductory assessment of engineers, it is not too difficult, the craftsmanship is exquisite, and it is enough to learn basic physics and arithmetic mathematics.

If measured by the standards of later generations, they may ...... At most, it's a technician.

……

Cheng Minzheng toured the grass hut and told the story, integrating the law of the Ming Dynasty into many books such as "Bao Gong's Angry Judgment of the World" and "Liangxiang County Businessman".

The homeless listened to the criminal law, as well as the commercial law.

For nearly two months, he had traveled all the corners of the place, and when the homeless people heard him speak, they came to listen to the books.

Today, Cheng Minzheng sat in the grass shed and watched the newspaper.

"Qingshan, the two children will not come in the future, I will send them to the shipyard to study science." Liang Zhong said happily.

He also didn't know what science was.

I only know that if you don't take the imperial examination in science, you can earn three taels of silver in a month if you are admitted to an engineer in the shipyard, and if you are high, you can earn a hundred taels in a month like Master Xiao Song!

There are such good things in the world, and the days suddenly have hope.

Cheng Minzheng sighed.

Many homeless people came and took the children away, and soon there were only a few children left in the house.

He had just taught these children that they could read and write.

Next, I was about to go deeper into the texts, and in the blink of an eye, the child was picked up.

Cheng Minzheng decided to go to Beijing and find Yan Chengjin to make it clear that he could not mislead people's future.

He didn't change his clothes, it was freezing cold, and he almost didn't freeze to death after walking dozens of miles.

I finally arrived in the capital, drank a sip of ginger soup, and wrapped myself in a warm quilt.

"Virtuous nephew, this science ...... What is it? ”

"It's the knowledge of pondering arithmetic......" Yan Chengjin thought about it, but couldn't find a word that Cheng Minzheng could understand.

"How can you just do arithmetic! Lost knowledge in vain! Cheng Min was angry.

An engineer reading the Si Shu Sutra seems to be of little use?

If a scholar comes to study the written word, it will be of great benefit.

"Shibo can guarantee that they will study hard for ten years, and they will be able to take the examination and become officials?" Yan Chengjin asked.

"No...... Don't dare to vouch. "Cheng Minzheng has a weak heart.

An engineer is more like a craftsman, and being a craftsman is not a matter of glorious lintels.

"Shibo rest assured, scholars are ashamed to study science, and what they want is the title of the gold list, and they will not go to science."

Those who read books do not know how to study science, and have been reading the Four Books and Five Classics for ten years, for them, Confucianism is orthodox.

At the moment of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Chengjin did not refute the role of readers, but advocated that a library should be established in Liangxiang for readers all over the world to borrow.

But the low-level officials, pariahs, peddlers and pawns must also have a way to live.