Chapter 24 Hongyan Hall

Looking at the school that is getting better and better, Yan Ming has a feeling of eagerness to try. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sense of accomplishment of teaching and educating people, Yan Ming still enjoys it very much.

In later life, he taught to make money, but in this life, the purpose of his teaching is no longer to make money. In this wild and backward society, you will have a lot of money if you do anything.

Teaching is just Yan Ming's hobby.

What's more, there is another benefit that Yan Ming has not thought about carefully in teaching-that is, protégés and old officials will be all over the world.

"Firecrackers can't be made now, but there still needs to be a plaque." Yan Ming thought about it, he had already thought of the name, it was called 'Hongyan Hall'.

Of course, this name has to be studied with Yan Shan and the old lady of the Yan Chen family. Yan Ming will not forget that filial piety is the treasure of the heirloom.

When Old Man Lu took out all the tables, chairs, and round stools and set them in the west wing, the feeling of the classroom immediately appeared.

Yan Ming stood behind the podium in the west wing, which was higher than the ordinary table, and a feeling of time and space confusion arose.

Looking at the pieces of chalk made of white ash, although it is not a regular cylindrical shape, it can already write clearly on the blackboard.

According to Yan Shan's idea, he also followed Mr. Huang's example and collected a little grain and the like in moderation, which was counted as tuition.

But Yanming resolutely refused.

Before, he opened a tutoring class in later generations to support his family, but now he opens a school to tutor children, but not to solve the problem of food and clothing.

In the future, he has a lot to do.

Opening a school for the villagers of Maolingtun for free is a good way to accumulate popularity for the Yan family.

If you want to have a certain foothold here, people's word of mouth is essential.

Now Yan Fu, the old worker of the Yan family, has planted all the seeds that Yan Ming gave him in those fertile fields under the instruction of Yan Ming.

Not to mention anything else, just those few acres of dry and tobacco land will definitely bring huge wealth to the Yan family in the future. Even this wealth is likely to alarm the court.

Thinking of the huge profits of the tobacco industry in later generations, Yan Ming knew that this matter must not be hidden from Comrade Liu Xiaozhu.

The Yan family's business will get bigger and bigger, and tobacco will be what he pays tribute to Comrade Liu Xiaozhu, in exchange for the Yan family's free trade space in the Han Empire.

But before that, Yan Ming will make a lot of money.

As for being an official, he doesn't need it.

The students of Hongyantang, if nothing else, will become the mainstay of Dahan in the future. Yan Ming has this confidence.

Spring in March, the season of recovery of all things.

Yan Ming chose the seventh day of the first month of March, took the auspicious homonym of 'up', and prepared to open.

The plaque of 'Hongyantang' has been completed a long time ago.

When Yan Shan and the old lady of Yan Chen heard that Yan Ming named the school 'Hongyan Hall', the family couldn't stop laughing.

'Hongyan' is homophonic to 'Hongyan', which indicates that the children studying in Yanjia School are like Hongyan in the sky, fluttering their wings and flying high.

But this is not important, the important thing is that the word 'Hongyan' means to carry forward the reputation of the old Yan family, which is the most enthusiastic about Yanshan.

Although the old lady of the Yan Chen family doted on her grandson and did not mention to Yan Ming that he should take the road of official career, she also hoped that her grandson could make a difference.

"Learn to become a literary and martial artist, and sell the goods to the emperor's family." Although this kind of thinking was a later literati thought, it has been deeply rooted in the bones of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.

Young and old, no one is exempt from vulgarity.

"I'm really looking forward to the opening of this school!" Yan Shan looked at the newly framed West Wing with a smile. He never thought that the Yan family would be able to have anything to do with the school.

Under the red silk cloth, there is a plaque of 'Hongyantang' inscribed in Yan Ming's thin gold body, which looks quite stylish.

Knowing that Yan Ming's school was open, the villagers of Maolingtun came to Yan's house early in the morning to see if the famous Yan family really had such a great ability.

Although they all heard that Yan Ming of the Yan family accepted Mr. Huang as a disciple, after all, it was just a gambling contract, and it was not too related to real knowledge.

Most of the villagers in Maolingtun are lively, but if they really want to send their children to Yan's family to school, they have to think again.

As for how long this consideration period is, it depends on how the Yan family's school is.

Seeing that almost the entire villagers of Maolingtun were gathered in the Yan family's compound, even Yanshan, who thought he was used to seeing the market, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Although the old lady of the Yan Chen family was not afraid of herself, she was still a little worried about her grandson.

On the contrary, it is Yan Ming, who has long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of parents in later generations.

Compared with the parents of later generations, these villagers are simply too simple and simple.

"At the beginning of this year, the emperor issued an edict to promote virtue. What is a virtuous and good counselor? First, there is learning. Second, there is still learning. Third, it is to be learned. Yan Ming smiled.

The villagers laughed too.

One person shouted, "To put it bluntly, isn't it knowledgeable?" ”

"Well, say the important thing three times." Yan Ming also replied with a smile.

"Son of the Yan family, your school's school does not accept grain and copper coins, which is excellent. But who knows if you have enough knowledge to teach the children. "The Hu family is just not authentic, and they said that they would come over, but they didn't expect that this would start to embarrass people in public.

Before Yan Ming could answer, he heard the voice of a girl in the crowd: "Others don't care, I, Wang Xiaocui'er, will report my name first." ”

"Xiao Cui'er, you come back to me, you're not afraid of people's jokes when you're so old." Lao Wang tugged at Cui'er's sleeves and wanted to hold her.

But Wang Xiaocui'er's slightly fat body exerted a slight force, broke free from the pull of her parents, ran to the middle of the courtyard, held her white palm high, and said, "I'll sign up." I want to be literate, I want to be a female official, and in the future, Hu Er will kneel and beg me. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of Wang Xiaocuier's eyes were a little moist.

This slightly chubby but not ugly girl was stimulated and decided to be a female official.

The Hu family, who was questioning just now, has no place to put their shy faces at the moment. Xiao Cui'er came, and the old child of his Hu family was embarrassed to come over to sign up again.

"Young Master Yan, Mr. Yan, do you think this girl can read and write?" Lao Wang had a bitter face, and wanted Yan Ming not to accept Wang Xiaocuier.

Wang Xiaocuier stared at Yan Ming, tears rolling in her eyes, as if Yan Ming would burst into tears as long as she didn't say a word.

Looking at Xiao Cui'er, Yan Ming pursed her lips and said with a smile: "It has always been men who are respectful, and women who have always been inferior." The rule of male superiority and female inferiority does not exist in my Yanming's school. ”

As he said this, Xiao Cui'er's eyes lit up.

Not only Xiao Cui'er's eyes lit up, but the eyes of all the women present also lit up.

Yan Ming knows that although the Chinese nation has always been the so-called male superiority and female inferiority. But as soon as these old men get home and go to bed, they don't listen to what their daughter-in-law says.

In China's 5,000-year history, who knows how much women have pushed behind the scenes?

Just as he finished speaking, a group of people suddenly came from behind the crowd. As soon as this group of people appeared, a cold killing aura quietly descended.