In autumn, the leaves in the front yard of the spring square fall with the wind, and they can fall all over the yard in one night. After a few days, the trees planted in the spring workshop became bare.

In the sky, the flock of migratory birds flying south is increasing day by day.

And Zhao Xin finally returned to Chunfang.

Because Zhao Zhen, under the repeated requests of the ministers, has begun to listen to politics again.

This announced the end of Zhao Xin's short puppet career.

In the past two months, he came to the vertical arch hall every single day to ascend to the throne, did his job as a puppet, and also left an impression of 'diligence and intelligence' to the ministers and Zhao Zhen.

"Not bad!" Zhao Xin evaluated himself.

Although he was just a clay puppet on the vertical arch hall, he didn't interfere with anything with the ministers, at most he just pushed the boat down the river or hinted at some ministers and did something he wanted to do.

This is the end of this hearing.

"Uncle...... Uncle......"

"Is this where you live?"

Beside Zhao Xin, a little boy wearing a monk's robe, his face was flushed, and his skin was slightly rough, looking curiously at the palace of this spring fang.

"Yes......" Zhao Xin looked back and smiled: "This is where Uncle lives on weekdays, and it is also where Dong Yu will study and live in the future......"

This little boy is Dong Yu, the envoy of the Great Song River West Festival and the son of the Buddha of the Western Heaven Protector and the great leader of Michuan, who was sent to Bianjing a few days ago.

Although he was less than nine years old, this Tubo prince had already been named the history of Huizhou by the Great Song Dynasty, and was even made the son of his father and became the heir of Tubo in the Qingtang Dynasty.

More than two months ago, the Great Song Dynasty canonized Jiao Luo as the son of the Buddha of the Western Heavens, so Dong Yu was sent to Bianjing by his father.

However, Jiao Guluo played a trick, he asked the prince to be shaved in the temple of Qingtang, and then sent to Bianjing.

The rhetoric to the Great Song Dynasty is: Prince Dong Yu admires Buddhism and wants to practice in Daxiangguo Temple.

And then the internal rhetoric, Da Song naturally couldn't control it.

So, in the name of coming to the Great Xiangguo Temple to recite scriptures and practice, the prince actually saved the country and realized his father's idea.

Only a few years later, when the prince returned to the country after completing his studies, he could coerce the power of the Great Song Dynasty, subdue his two elder brothers and the Bon nobles entrenched in Miaochuan City, convene a meeting of all ministries in the name of righteousness, and become the co-ruler of the Qing and Tang Dynasties.

Of course, in order to block the mouth of the Great Song Dynasty, the Jiedu envoy sent Dong Yu into the Song Dynasty at the same time, and also sent a thousand standard war horses that could be ridden.

Each of them is more than four feet two inches tall, fat and strong, and they are all war horses that were difficult to see in the Great Song Dynasty in previous years.

There are even 200 stallions among them!

This made the herdsman's mouth crooked with joy, and he immediately paid tribute to these horses like ancestors.

And Dong Yu also got all the treatment that his father wanted to fight for him.

As soon as he arrived in Bianjing, Zhao Zhen personally summoned him, gave him a robe and bowl, and named him General Zuo Qianniuwei, granted him imperial equipment, and allowed him to follow Zhao Xin's side.

Today is the day when Dong Yu and Zhao Xin rejuvenate the workshop.

"Uncle, Uncle......"

"What is this?"

Dong Yu was like a curious baby, and kept asking questions around Zhao Xin.

"Uncle, uncle, why are you doing this?"

That's 100,000 whys.

But Zhao Xin is very patient and has been carefully answering the questions of this curious baby who has just entered Beijing.

This made the few Tubo nobles who were ordered to come to Bianjing to serve Dong Yu see it, and they were really moved and convinced.

"Sure enough, it's the uncle of the Han family, the heir of the emperor...... these people looked at this situation, and secretly said in their hearts: "Your Highness is coming to Bianjing, it's really the right place!" ”

"With such an education from the uncle of the Han family, why won't His Royal Highness the prince come to inherit his father's business in the future and magnify Tibet?"

So, Zhao Xin took this prince all the way to the left hall of Chunfang, and then handed it over to Jia Xian, a professor of Chunfang who was invited by Lu Gongshu to give lectures here.

Jia Xian is the author of "The Book of Interpretation and Calculation", one of the greatest mathematicians of our time.

It's just that mathematicians are worse than poets these days.

At the very least, the poems and songs are well written, even if you don't try the imperial examination, you can mix the hook column, get sought after by famous prostitutes, and eat soft rice.

The mathematician was forced to do so.

No matter how awesome he is, he can only go to Qintianjian, be a petty official, eat some money, and can only barely support his family in Bianjing City.

Therefore, as soon as Lu Gongzhu was invited, Jia Xian immediately came to Chunfang to report.

Then, Jia Xian recommended several of his friends, and after Lu Gongzhu asked Zhao Xin, he also accepted all of them.

Coupled with the talents that Zhao Xin himself scavenged from various departments, the professors in the left hall of Chunfang are now full of talents.

It was Li Jing who taught the children of noble relatives the literature and classics - a poor scholar who came to Bianjing to take the exam, and was recommended by Fu Bi to be selected by Lu Gongshu.

Zhao Xin only saw this person's name, so he specially promoted him to become the chief professor of the left hall of Chunfang under the second only Lu Gong.

Because he's awesome!

One of the most famous educators of the Northern Song Dynasty.

It's just that Li Jian hates religion and especially Buddhism, so he didn't come forward when Dong Yu came, but just sent Jia Xian to greet him.

Zhao Xin also specially instructed that Dong Yu could not attend Li Jing's class.

lest he be brainwashed by Li Ji and become a Tibetan prince who does not believe in Buddhism, it will be funny.

And those who teach mathematics and geometry are naturally Jia Xian and his friends.

In addition, Zhao Xin also invited Ouyang Xiu, the pavilion repairer, Guo Shen and others, to come to Chunfang to teach when they have time.

If there are smart people, they will start from the position and ideology of these professors in the left hall of Chunfang.

They will find a striking thing—from Li Ji to Lü Gongshu, from Ouyang Xiu to visiting professors like Guo Shen, and even mathematicians like Jia Xian, all of them are adherents of non-Meng thought.

They are also the leaders of the ancient literature movement.

Chunfang has become the base camp of the anti-Meng, the last fortress!

This is naturally intentional.

Whether Mencius's thought is good or not, of course it is good.

But it is too idealistic and not conducive to domination.

And for the rulers, any idea that can become an obstacle to domination cannot be used, no matter how good.

handed Dong Yu into Jia Xian's hands, and Zhao Xin told Dong Yu to study hard in Chunfang, chant scriptures every day, and strive to be the successor of the Buddha in the new era.

Then he told Jia Xian to explain to the professor that he should respect the beliefs and customs of ethnic minorities.

It is necessary to pay attention to unity, not to let Prince Dong Yu feel strange and excluded here, let alone let people discriminate against or even humiliate Dong Yu.

Turning around, Zhao Xin explained to Gan Zhaoji again, and ordered him to go to Daxiangguo Temple, and invite several monks to come to Chunfang regularly every month to teach Dong Yu to practice Buddhism.

How can the future Zampu not recite the scriptures?

Recite the scriptures well, so that you can go up every day!