In early autumn, Jinling finally had a little cool breeze.

The scorching heat that raged for two months gradually dissipated in the autumn wind.

It's still a little hot during the day, but when the sun goes down, it quickly cools down.

The cool breeze that penetrated through the window was thin, and the king even felt a little cold. Rubbing his arms through his sleeves, he picked up a robe and walked over to his father, who was also thinly dressed, "My lord, add another piece of clothing." ”

Compared with the beginning of the year, Wang Anshi is much older. The old man who is not far from the seventy years old, his beard and hair are all white, and at first glance he looks kind and kind, and he can no longer see the strength of the reluctant minister.

"Hmm."

Wang Anshi stared at the newspaper on the table through his reading glasses, and only responded casually.

Directly above the newspaper he was looking at, an article was framed in black. In the short article in the frame, the titles of the prince Taibao, Shangzhuguo, Shen Guogong, Sikong, and Zijinyu bag are extremely conspicuous.

lightly put on Wang Anshi's coat, and glanced at the title of Shen Guogong, without looking at the name behind him, the king knew the identity of this person.

Lu Yijian, Lu Gong's father and son successively applied for Guogong, which can be regarded as a good story of the dynasty.

However, the appearance of Lu Gong's official title and name in the black box in the newspaper has another meaning.

Although I don't know where this sign comes from and what allusions there are, nowadays, as long as you see the black border in the newspaper, it must be bad news.

Just like the one in front of me -

What made Wang Anshi melancholy at the table for a long time was the obituary written by Lu Gong.

The news of Lü Gong's death was published in the express newspaper from the capital, but it was sent to Wang Anshi one step earlier than the imperial newspaper sent to the Quartet.

Wang Anshi and Lu Gongshu have already cut off diplomatic relations, and the children of the Lu family will not send people to mourn all the way, there is no newspaper, at least a month later, the court has agreed on the posthumous seal of Lu Gongshu, and Wang Anshi will get the news of Lu Gongshu's death. Fortunately, with newspapers, and a waterway that allowed a total of 22 journeys from Jiangning to Beijing, and the Beijing-Si Railway that was reduced to six days, Wang Anshi was able to start mourning for his old friend and old opponent as soon as possible - the previous Sima Guang, he passed away, and Wang Anshi also learned about it through newspapers and court newspapers.

For Wang Anshi, Lu Gongzhu and Sima Guang are both old friends and old rivals, and they first thought that they would be like-minded friends, and then later, they were mortal enemies who did not conspire with each other, but now, all that is left is the melancholy that it is difficult to chase in the past.

Back then, the four friends of Jiayou who sang and drank together in the monk's workshop and feasted until the end of the day were the only two left, Wang Anshi and Han Wei, how could this not make Wang Anshi, who was poor in the twilight, feel depressed?

"My lord, do you want your son to go to Shouzhou?" Wang asked softly.

Although it is said that after Lu Gong wrote his book, he returned to his hometown to live in seclusion, which is close at hand. But the news of his death was that he first arrived in Jingshi, and then came back from Jingshi, and now he doesn't move, and if he leaves in two days, he can only go to the grave to worship.

Wang Anshi silently folded the newspaper on the table, folded it and put it away. The obituary above was hidden, and the announcement of the wedding celebration below was exposed.

Now it seems to have become a habit, Wang thought to himself, the red and white affairs of large families often buy a page in the newspaper and make it public.

The last time Wang Bi saw the news of the marriage of Zhang Zhi, the eldest son of the Zhang Dian family, in the newspaper, the bride was born in the Cai family of Fujian, and she got married after crossing the horse and paraded the street, which was really not delayed at all.

Wang Bi also didn't know when several of his nephews would go to participate in the imperial examination. However, with Han Gang's character, he won't let them learn new learning, so it's very difficult to even solve the test.

But who let them have a father who is the prime minister, and he is also the father who is in charge of a faction of Taoism and is a great Confucian in the world. By the time they started to participate in the imperial examination, they must have been completely different from now, and they didn't have to worry about whether they could pass the examination or not, only the question of ranking.

However, just like the two sons of the privy council today, they are on the same list of high schools, one is second-class, and the other is in the fourth class, and the ranking is not high, but the advantage of the top ten is only that it is convenient to enter the Chongwen Academy, including the Yushitai, the three pavilions and the Tai Jian and other Qing positions have been repeatedly purged, and there is no past scenery as a step to the sky. Now the eastern and western governments are presided over by practical ministers, and if you want to win a beautiful job, you must first accumulate reputation and experience from doing things, so that even the last few do not have to pay too much attention to the ranking.

Glancing at the stacked newspapers, Wang Anshi called out to Wang Anshi, who was silent, "My lord...... If you want to go, the child will take care of the bags. ”

Wang Anshi shook his head, "No need, since there is no one from Shouzhou, you don't have to go." ”

Sima Guang's side is too far, and Lu Gongzhu's place is very close, if his father wants to resolve past grievances, Luoyang didn't send himself, Shouzhou side should definitely be sent.

Wang speculated if his father was worried that Han Gang would misunderstand and think that he was planning to make peace with the New Party, so he didn't plan to make trouble.

"What else?" Wang Anshi asked stiffly.

He was not in a good mood, and he was a little impatient with his son.

"The envoy of this road will be here in two days."

Wang An's slate face finally had a hint of surprise, "...... So fast. ”

He leaned on the table and sat down slowly, "Presumably to supervise Mengxue." ”

On the basis of the four superintendents in the middle of the road, Han Gang added another academic administration.

Shuai Si appeased the yamen, Cao Si transferred the yamen, Xian Si raised the punishment yamen, Cangsi Changping yamen, and now there is another yamen.

The newly established system of academic officials, even if the existing academic officials are included in it, will be able to arrange at least 1,000 or more officials. The old county schools and state schools are no longer under the jurisdiction of the local state and county pro-people officials, but during the examination, the pro-people officials and the yazhong officials are eligible to participate as deputy examiners.

But Han Gang relied on the scholars to further win people's hearts, which was not where Wang Anshi was worried.

Wang Anshi didn't want to see Han Gang's people come to Jiangning Mansion and directly manage the education and examination of the school, which would inevitably interfere with the status of Jinling Academy on Jiangnan East Road. But what made Wang Anshi feel even more troublesome was the Mongolian school system that Han Gang was implementing.

A month ago, Han Gang wrote to the Empress Dowager to issue an edict, ordering all the prefectures and counties in the world to jointly build a Mongolian school, recruit local young children to enroll, and teach schoolchildren a series of natural knowledge such as literacy, arithmetic, astronomy and geography, of course, there will be no shortage of "Three Character Classics", "Kindergarten Qionglin", and the indispensable "Analects".

If the construction of Mengxue was to pay for the imperial court, everyone would see Han Gang's jokes. It is not just a county school or a state school that can accommodate dozens or hundreds of scholars, but a state and county, and thousands of students have to learn from Mengxue. Even if the imperial court tried its best, it would be difficult to maintain such expenditures.

However, Han Gang's proposal did not need the imperial court to pay for it, but advocated that the gentry of the world build it together, and then go to the yamen to register and run the school, and the imperial court only needed to arrange a unified examination for all Mongolian students, and then give the graduates the benefit of halving the tax for life. The benefits that the organizers of Mengxue can get depends on how many qualified graduates they can establish Mengxue, and in this regard, Han Gang is even more unlikely to be stingy, but most of them are rewards that allow the imperial court not to pay too much substantial price, but they are also attractive enough. At least Wang Anshi felt that giving the masters of Mengxue who met the standard the title of gentry would attract enough merchants and landlords to be able to see officials without kneeling.

The most important thing is that there are thousands of Mongolian schools in the world, and there is no need for Han Gang to advocate that someone run it, or a clan to run it, or a village, a street, or a village to cooperate, or a scholar himself to recruit students, who doesn't like this extra benefit? Just be a little more mindful. And the benefit of halving the lifelong tax is not to worry that those children do not have to learn, at least their parents will supervise them in various ways.

Han Gang's goal in five years is to enable 100,000 people to get a Mongolian school diploma every year, and the ultimate goal is to be able to go to school for all men in the world. Of course, everyone studying, just like Confucius's Datong world, is just a dream. However, 100,000 Mengxue graduates a year, even if half of them are indiscriminate, the remaining 50,000, ten years later, it will be 500,000, of which as long as one percent can become talented, there will be 5,000 people, even if only one thousandth, there are 500 people, 500 talents, enough to support the future of Qixue. And more importantly, the youngest son of the world has been influenced by the way of qi learning since the time of enlightenment.

This is where other schools of thought cannot compete with Qi Studies, no matter which school it is, the foundation is based on the interpretation of the Six Classics, and if you want to study any school, you must at least familiarize yourself with the scriptures, and it is absolutely impossible to cultivate it directly from enlightenment like the Gewu school of Qi Studies.

Wang Anshi's fatigue during this period of time came from this, Han Gang not only began to learn Wang Anshi's old skills in the battle for Taoism, manipulated Shilin through the imperial examination, and vigorously invoked his companions to enter the court. Even go one step further and begin to cultivate future generations, not afraid of a long time, because Han Gang in the position of prime minister is still too young.

And the price paid by the imperial court is only the loss of taxes of less than one million guan per year at most in the future, which seems to be a lot, but no one will doubt that Han Gang will not be able to make up for such a deficit.

In just twenty years, the status of Qi Science will be unstoppably subdued by all schools, whether it is a new school or another school, it will become history.

With the means to plan from a high vantage point, and the patience to gather ten years of lessons from ten years of life, Wang Anshi suddenly found that the battle between him and Han Gang over the years seemed to be just a struggle after he fell into the trap.

How far can he go?

The tired old man thought gloomily.