"My idea is also very simple, first, build a school not far from the ancestral hall, which can accommodate the little dolls in my village for classes and reading."

"Second, I will pay for the construction of the school, and I will also provide pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Three, the little babies of each family have to enter the school to go to school, regardless of the male or female babies, some people may think that this is redundant, but I will talk about this later."

"Fourth, please invite one or two gentlemen, Mr. will teach literature classes, and I will teach miscellaneous courses, after all, the world is still dominated by literature, and there must be nothing wrong with reading more books on literature and history."

"Fifth, classes start in the early spring of each year, and there is a holiday when the farm is busy, so that the children can go home to help the family do some farming, or other things, it is up to each family to decide."

"Sixth, during the summer harvest period, the school has a holiday of one to two months, mainly to help the family with some farm work, or to bring the younger baby at home."

"Seven, when it is cold, there will be a period of time to have a holiday according to different circumstances, mainly because the weather is too cold, and it is not easy for the little children to go to class and study."

"Eighth, about the matter of the cattle farming, it is estimated that when the children go to school, they may no longer be able to take care of the cattle farming, so the elders need to know this in their hearts."

"Nine, about the bundle, my meaning is also simple, each household has a consistent amount of money for a year, no matter how many little babies in the family, this consistent money is added together, it is also twenty-seven money, this is also the salary of Mr., with more and more children in Fangjia Village in the future, appropriately increase the bundle money, of course, no more than two money, I believe that the elders can measure it, each family now has some savings, one or two money can also be taken."

"Ten, as for the little babies after they enter the school, they can't drop out, this is also the point I want to emphasize here, I don't want the little babies in Fangjia Village to be illiterate, this is the most important point, okay, the above ten, everyone understands?"

Fang Jingluo listed ten articles, calculated, in fact, it was just a rough school construction to the basic terms, thinking that the villagers would definitely agree, there was not much money, originally Fang Jing would not ask each family to pay much money, and in the end, Fang Jing had to subsidize a lot of money, after all, this is what Fang Jing wants to see the future of this Fangjia Village.

"Jing Wazi, we don't have any opinions on what you just said, it's the money to build the school, and the money for that, there is no need for Jing Wazi to come out, we can still take out this money, let's make up some money and build the school, it's no problem." After listening to Fang Jing's ten, the villagers also had a number in their hearts, but they didn't know how much it cost to build a school and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and they wouldn't have too much.

"Elders, uncles and aunts, the money for building the school is not much, this is also a little bit of my heart as a member of the Fang family, it has been built, and it belongs to Fangjia Village, but it will not be my Jing baby's, and this ink paper inkstone is not a little money, a set of less than ten or twenty yuan money, it can't be bought, so the money for this ink paper inkstone is still up to me, my family is really out of money, I can also go to the mountains and forests to set a tiger and sell it for some money, so don't talk about this anymore." Fang Jing is not generous, in fact, Fang Jing is completely disdainful of Datang's pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Jing Wazi, the girl you just said can also go to school, isn't it not good?" A woman asked Fang Jing.

"We don't care about what is going on outside, but in our Fangjia Village, who is not poor? Whose male and female babies are not their own babies? As a parent, who doesn't want their babies to be able to read and read, are girls born fools? Definitely not, male and female babies are the same, without women, how can they pass on the lineage? Without women, how can the incense continue? So this idea that women are inferior to men, I hope that Fangjia Village will not have it, men and women have always been equal, but these ideas taught by Confucianism have confused the original essence, I don't want anyone in Fangjia Village to be superior, no, and there can't be, everyone is the same, even if the saint comes up today, it is the same. ”

Of course, Fang Jing hates inequality between men and women, but this can't be generalized, after all, the Tang Dynasty is still dominated by men, and women are just vassals, although women's rights are relatively much higher, but there are restrictions everywhere, even in China in the 21st century, there is still no equality between men and women, in fact, this is also a manifestation of Chinese civilization, with the passage of time, Fang Jing believes that it will be able to achieve complete equality.

"Jing Wazi, then this matter is decided, when do you think the construction of this school will start? Still is? The village saw that all the villagers had no opinions, and hurriedly asked Fang Jing about building the school, whether to build it yourself or invite outsiders to build it, this has a charter.

"Murazheng, elders, this matter of building a school, I have planned it in the past two days, when the time comes, I will invite someone to build it, and hand it over to outsiders to build, it is best for each family to come over, these days each family can notify the relatives of each family, and the masons will go to the village to remember it first, and I will arrange it at that time, what do you think?"

Fang Jing didn't want to be lazy, in fact, he still wanted to put this benefit on the heads of all households, after all, no one was fighting alone, they all had a lot of relatives, and they could improve their lives by coming to Fangjia Village to work and earn some money.

"Jing Wazi, my relatives know some masonry work, and some people know some carpentry work, so I'll send a message to my relative in the past two days." A woman said to Fang Jing, and began to calculate in her heart where this relative would live.

"That's the best, there are more masons and carpenters, and it's best to have a few quarrymen, let's set a fifty people first, let's say okay, come to work, fifty yuan per person per day, if you eat and sleep, you should be responsible for each family, you should have no opinion on this, we don't have a place to cook and sleep in Fangjia Village, we can only arrange it in each family, if there are more people, I will think of a way when the time comes."

Fang Jing spoke again, it was considered that the matter was completely settled, just waiting for the list of relatives of each family, as long as the person arrived, he could go up the mountain to mine stones, cut down trees, and build a foundation for the school.

"Jing Wazi, these fifty wen is a bit much, and the salary for the first day outside is only about one or twenty wen, and these fifty wen is too much." Mura Zheng didn't expect Fang Jing to say that the salary of fifty wen was completely different from the price outside.

"Cunzheng, come to our Fangjia Village to work, all belong to heavy work, physical work, fifty yuan a day is not much, besides, they are all relatives, no one can pit relatives, this is going to come and go in the future, but you can't chill people's hearts, there are so many male babies in our Fangjia Village, in the future, I will talk about a mother-in-law, and I have to help these relatives, fifty yuan, I think it's very appropriate."

Fang Jing's biggest idea is to connect the relatives of the Fang family together, so that they can also help each other, and if they really come to a period of great calamity, they can also get through, not to mention that the relatives break bones and are connected to tendons.

"Okay, then listen to Jing Wazi." Muramasa finally nodded and agreed, such a big thing as building a school hall can be regarded as completely decided.

Fang Jing looked at everyone and had no problem, said hello and went home with Chen Erlin and his wife.

"Jing Wazi, it costs a lot of money to build a school and those pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, although our family has some gold cakes, but they don't need to spend it." Zhang Xiaoxia felt sorry for the family's money, although all this money was earned by Fang Jing, but she was also distressed.

"Uncle, the money for building the school will not be too much, the stones and timbers are all existing in the mountains, and our family will pay a salary, these fifty people, work for a hundred days, it will be two hundred and fifty yuan, not much, this ink and paper inkstone, I don't plan to spend the family's gold cakes, when the time comes, I will just look for the saint, although our family also has some money, but most of this is to give the big heads and small trees to the family in the future, leaving some for the little sister as a dowry."

Fang Jing was like a mirror in his heart, whose money was blown by the wind? Of course not, it's just that for now, it doesn't hurt to pay some wages, after all, this is a major event for the descendants of Fangjia Village, and after that, the early days of Daying Xiaozhi, big heads, small trees and small grasses, and Fang Yuan. They all have to go to school and study, but they can't be discouraged because of this money, not to mention that Fang Jing also has a dumb fairy to help, get some pen, ink, paper and inkstone or something, that is really not a problem.

After returning home, Fang Jing told all the children in the family about the establishment of the school, and the children jumped happily in the courtyard, completely looking like I was going to school tomorrow.

The little babies are happy, but in the next time, Fang Jing will be busy, Fang Jing has to plan not only the construction of the school, but also who to do what, tables, chairs, benches, blackboards, etc., all have to be done, and they have to start compiling teaching materials, which is the big thing for Fang Jing.

Fang Jing did not graduate from the teaching profession, she didn't know how to make up textbooks, let alone how to compile them, Fang Jing wanted to move the textbooks from her previous life directly, but it was impossible to achieve it, the text was different, and the cognition and progress of teaching were also different, so it was impossible to copy them.

Fang Jing had to stroke his head, sitting on the chair and thinking about this textbook, completely one head and two big ends, Fang Jing wanted to move the pinyin over, but it seemed unlikely, although this pinyin is good, it is better not to appear in this Datang as well, and this pronunciation is a problem in itself.

The pronunciation of the Tang Dynasty is different from the previous life, belonging to the Middle Ages, the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties belong to the ancient sounds, closer to the pronunciation of the previous life, the pronunciation of the Middle Ages, it can be said to be similar to Cantonese, also similar to Hakka, and also similar to Chaoshan Hokkien, from the Northern Wei Dynasty to the Five Dynasties period, it belongs to the Middle Ages, and the Tang Dynasty belongs to the late Middle Ages.

If Fang Jing really moved the pinyin over, it was really likely to be struck by lightning, so in the end, Fang Jing could only hope that the gentlemen invited would teach normal Datang dialect, and it was best to let these gentlemen write a pronunciation textbook, not a pronunciation textbook, or a textbook from easy to simple, and then to difficult.

"Jing Wazi, what are you holding in your hand?" When Muramasa came to Fang Jing's house, he saw Fang Jing drawing and writing on white paper with a pencil, and he was immediately curious, he had never seen such a pen.

"Muramasa, you're here, sit down first, big head, pour a cup of tea for Muramasa." Fang Jing looked up and saw that Mura Zheng came to the courtyard with a few pieces of straw paper, and hurriedly invited Mura Zheng to sit down.

"Muramasa, my name is pencil, and I'm drawing the construction of the school, and I want to build it better, so I draw and draw, but I can't draw it well." Fang Jing took the pencil and handed it to Mura Zheng to look at.

"This is a pen? Is it worth it? Can there be a brush to use? "Muramasa took the pencil and looked at it, but he didn't see a clue, he had never seen a pen like this, and he didn't know how?

"Muramasa, just write and see, this is definitely different from a brush." Fang Jing asked the village to write on a blank piece of paper and take a look.

"Hey, this one can really write, not bad, yes, will these little babies use this pen to write in the future?" Mura Zheng wrote down a few words, but he also thought it was easy to use, and asked Fang Jing.

"No, Muramasa, these little babies will study in the future, or write with a brush, this pencil is not much, I just have this one, it is not easy to make, and it is very expensive, I also got this one from Hu Shang last time." Fang Jing doesn't want the little babies to use such a pen to practice calligraphy in the future, it is better to practice calligraphy or brushes, after all, the little babies will have to go out of Fangjia Village to see the world in the future, but they can't be as casual as this, the brush is the mainstream of the world, and it can't be replaced casually.

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