Wang Youzhen returned home and continued to stare at the construction of the water conservancy weaving factory.

Since it was the first time to build a water-powered weaving factory, in order not to make mistakes, Wang Youzhen personally watched, as long as a standard can be repaired this time, the future will be carried out in accordance with this standard.

On the other hand, the expansion of the water-powered spinning mill and the water-powered weaving mill under construction are related to the feeding of 60 families.

By the time Wang Youzhen returned to the school between Weishui and Jiaoshui, it was already a few days later, and a new fence courtyard had been built here.

Wang Youzhen also saw the new fence yard for the first time, and he was a little curious, so he went over to take a look.

When he came to the door of the fence courtyard, Wang Youzhen looked up and saw that there was a simple wooden board on it, and there was no writing. The plaque is very simple, so simple that it can't be called a tattered wooden board.

The building of the school is also very simple, there are no pavilions with green bricks and green tiles, just some thatched houses and wooden stick fences. But Wang Youzhen firmly believes in one thing, this humble fence courtyard will definitely pry the whole world in the future!

In the fence yard, a persimmon tree was planted.

Next to the persimmon tree is a simple long wooden table, next to which are several long benches.

Wang Changmu sat in the middle, and there were two scholars on the left and right.

These four scholars don't look the same, and many other things are very similar.

All the clothes on his body were covered with pudding, and he washed and washed, and he was blue and white.

In addition, their spirit is also different from that of ordinary readers, especially their eyes, which are extremely energetic, as if they really shine.

Why are their eyes so bright?

It's that they have a book in their hands, and they're all studying that book carefully.

Wang Youzhen saw this and already understood, he could be so serious that an outsider couldn't disturb them to study that book, and the content written in those books should be the Taizu Thought mentioned by the Mao Society.

It is not difficult to guess the identities of these people, all of whom are friends of their father's classmates.

All of them were recognized by their fathers and called over to become like-minded people who spread Taizu's thoughts.

Looking at it, a scholar in a gray patched Confucian shirt suddenly burst into tears, and his hand holding the mulberry paper book kept shaking.

These scholars were not far from Wang Youzhen, only a dozen steps away.

I could clearly see the expressions on their faces, and several other scholars in patched Confucian shirts also had red eyes and tears.

If ordinary people are here, they will definitely feel strange in their hearts, and they can cry when they read a book?

Wang Youzhen, who is in the troubled era of the Ming Dynasty, can understand these scholars with empathy.

The man in the gray patched Confucian shirt suddenly slowly closed the mulberry paper book in his hand, and said in a voice with a hint of choking: "In today's world, there are cheap slaves invaded outside, there are rogues inside, and there are still party disputes in the court. ”

"The Battle of Sarsh buried more than 100,000 Ming border troops, that's more than 100,000 families! Is it because the soldiers on the front line are not brave enough to fight? It's not because of the party strife that these loyal and righteous men of the Ming Dynasty were killed! ”

The scholar in the gray patched Confucian shirt, speaking of this, could not speak any longer, and covered his face with his right hand.

He didn't continue, and the other poor scholars pursed their lips tightly.

The dignitaries and dignitaries in the court don't care about the life or death of the common people, they only know the drunken Yingge Yan Dance every day.

There are constant wanderers outside, all kinds of natural disasters are non-stop, the common people are hungry, and there is even a situation of cannibalism.

A few years ago, there was a severe drought in the Henan Governor's Division, and hundreds of thousands of people were displaced.

The disaster relief grain allocated by the imperial court was stopped and slashed by the officials of the household department before it left the capital.

When he arrived at the governor of Henan, he was stopped and slashed by the officials of the governor's department.

Layers of exploitation, and finally in the hands of the common people, they were given to the local squires and wealthy households.

The beautiful name is to send it on behalf of it, and it will be gone on behalf of it.

In the end, hundreds of thousands of people starved to death, leaving only a few tens of thousands.

The roads on both sides are boneless, stretching for hundreds of miles.

However, the officials in the court took the people's life money with peace of mind, married concubines to concubines, and bought antique calligraphy and paintings.

The imperial examination system, the only way to rise in the imperial court, was still controlled by those corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

If you don't go along with them, and if you don't worship them as a teacher, you will never be able to pass the imperial examination, let alone enter the court as an official, which completely cuts off the idea of people with lofty ideals to be the masters of the people.

These classmates and friends called by Wang Changmu are all poor scholars, and their biggest ambition is to be a clean official who is the master of the people.

But they are in such a dark world, and if they want to be officials, they can only go against the greatest belief in their lives.

What's the point of doing that?

They have lived most of their lives like this, and they don't know when they will be the head.

Just after they read Taizu's thoughts, it was as if they were in the boundless darkness, and suddenly they saw a faint light.

Although the light of this lamp is very faint, there is finally a glimmer of hope in life.

It's no longer as muddy as before, and all thoughts are lost, and I don't know when the dark days will end.

Now I finally have a head.

There is a direction.

There is also a common belief.

When Wang Changmu first saw Taizu's thoughts, his heart was touched not much less than these classmates.

He stood up and walked to the persimmon tree, picked up a wooden board from the persimmon tree, Wang Changmu put the wooden board on the wooden table in front of several people, began to study the ink, and inscribed four big characters on the wooden board.

After Wang Changmu stood up, the classmates and friends all put away their emotions and looked at the simple wooden board with burning eyes.

Look at the four big words on the board.

After Wang Changmu finished writing the four big characters, he looked at the two classmates and friends beside him.

The two classmates immediately straightened their clothes, and although they were only wearing a shirt with patches, and there was no silver to buy a crown and hat, they still solemnly made a gesture of straightening their clothes there.

After the two men straightened their clothes, they solemnly lifted the simple plank.

The group walked to the door of the fence courtyard like a pilgrim.

In order not to disturb his father and classmates, Wang Youzhen temporarily stood far away.

When Wang Changmu and a few classmates and friends carried the wooden plank to the door, they solemnly and solemnly hung the wooden plank at the door of the fence courtyard.

Wang Youzhen clearly saw the four big characters on it, and his expression was also a little excited.

Just today.

The Mao Institute was formally established.