In the imperial city thousands of miles away, on top of Emperor Yuanjia's imperial case, there was a stack of books neatly stacked.

"Back to Your Majesty, all the new textbooks of Quancheng Girls' School are here." The eunuch He Shun'an bent his waist to the ground, and his voice was respectful and low.

Emperor Yuan Jia smiled and waved his hand: "He Da Companion, come and stand, and accompany me for a while." ”

He Shun'an replied, carefully took broken steps, and came to the side of the imperial case, with his feet together, his hands tied, and he stood steadily.

This is not the Xuande Hall where Emperor Yuanjia sits and lies every day, but in the imperial study, where His Majesty the Emperor approves the chapters.

Because he heard that a girls' school in Jinan Mansion was opening today, Emperor Yuan Jia put aside half of the approved recitals on a whim, and ordered He Shun'an to send the school's textbooks over to take a look.

"Are these these?" He looked at the textbooks with great interest, flipped through a few at random, and the smile on his face added a few more interest: "Nature, physics, arithmetic, language." ”

After reading a few things casually, Emperor Yuan Jia laughed: "These are all new words, I haven't heard much of them, so how did Chen Sanya think of them?" ”

He Shun'an hurriedly said respectfully: "Back to Your Majesty, Miss Chen San wrote a note explaining in advance, saying that every homework actually has a history, and the slave maid was afraid that the note would be blown away by the wind because it was too thin, so she sandwiched it in the Chinese textbook." ”

Emperor Yuan Jiadi sighed, flipped through the stacks of books, and picked out the textbook marked with the word "language", opened it and took a look, and saw that there was a piece of paper in it, which was written in great detail, and the content of each homework was fully explained.

After casually glancing at it, he raised his eyebrows and said with a surprised face: "What kind of nature lesson is this, and you still want to teach students to recognize insects?" ”

"Yo, there is such a class, but it's the first time I've heard of it." He Shun'an also showed a shocked expression immediately, and covered his mouth with his hand.

Emperor Yuan Jia glanced at him, amused by his appearance, shook his head and said, "I just say that, He Daban will have fun." ”

He Shun'an was originally making fun, but seeing that His Majesty the Emperor was in a good mood, he said with a smile: "Your Majesty Mingjian." Slaves and maids don't understand anything, these books and books, slaves and maids don't understand even more, since Your Majesty said it's ridiculous, then it must be ridiculous. ”

Emperor Yuan Jia knew the thoughts of this eldest wife, and he didn't break it, he only shook his head and smiled: "This can also be taught as a class, isn't it nonsense?" I remember that the girl's family is most afraid of these living creatures, and the centipede can be frightened when she sees it. I still sent the guards to bring the rat nest. ”

This is still a few years ago when the imperial city was repaired, He Shun'an also remembered it, and said with a smile at this time: "Your Majesty is right, don't say it's the girl's house, it's just that the slave occasionally sees a worm or something, and I'm also scared." ”

Emperor Yuan Jia looked at him with a smile and did not speak.

These chamberlains were in a special situation, and some of them were indeed more timid than women, and he had seen them in the palace.

Putting the manual next to the desk, Emperor Yuan Jiadi's eyes swept inadvertently, and he suddenly let out a "huh".

He Shun'an thought that he had something to say, so he hurriedly bowed down to listen to the saint.

However, he waited for a long time, but Emperor Yuan Jia never spoke.

He Shun was surprised, and quietly looked up, and saw that Emperor Yuan Jia had not smiled anymore, but had a solemn expression, staring at the Chinese textbook.

Because he was quite close to the imperial case, He Shunan saw the first few conspicuous words on the textbook at a glance:

My homeland.

"My ...... Fatherland. Emperor Yuan Jia muttered, as if following He Shun'an's line of sight, he read these words.

He Shun'an's head trembled, he didn't dare to peek again, and lowered his head again.

Emperor Yuan Jia didn't notice the change in him at all.

His gaze was wandering over the page with "First Lesson" written on it.

"My Motherland" is the title of this first lesson. And below the title, there is a line of words, or rather, the whole of the first lesson:

"I am from Da Chu, and Da Chu is my motherland."

A very simple sentence. There is no such thing, and there is no enlightenment text like chanting.

The first lesson of the Chinese textbook is only one short sentence.

I am from Da Chu.

Da Chu is my motherland.

This is the first time that someone has written such a sentence in the students' books.

Rustic, simple, even a little crude.

But such a sentence made Emperor Yuan Jia's chest suddenly burst out with an indescribable emotion.

"I'm from Da Chu...... Da Chu ...... It's my motherland......" he repeated this sentence in a low voice, a little stupid for a moment.

Fatherland.

This is an unfamiliar word, but for some reason, it makes him inexplicably familiar, as if carved into his bones and blood.

At this moment, the feeling of being deeply touched clenched his heart, as if the blood rushing in his chest was bubbling and undulating, stirring up and shaking again and again.

His thoughts suddenly drifted to the distant period of the first emperor.

At that time, he was only a prince, without the favor of his father and the help of his relatives, but with his blood and bravery, he wanted to use real military merits to fight for a future for himself.

He made a grand wish to win the first-class military exploits, so he invited himself to the northern Xinjiang, led a military horse, and began a nearly ten-year career in battle.

It was a time that can still be called a glorious time when I look back on it today.

It was also during those days that he saw the magnificent mountains and rivers bordering Great Chu and Northern Xinjiang for the first time.

Endless peaks reach into the sky, and the vast grassland stretches as far as the eye can see. Whenever the cold winter comes, the cold wind like ice knives carries the snow particles straight into people's necks, and the frozen snow on the ground is so hard that they can't step on it, and those soldiers stationed at the gate of the country will huddle in simple tents, relying on firewood and animal skins to fight against the cold.

That was the first time that Emperor Yuan Jia really felt what it meant to "rely on the country" and what it meant to "rather die than retreat".

The Northern Xinjiang military song, which he sang countless times, gave him the most real experience in that winter and made him unforgettable.

Later, many years passed, and more than once he stood at the gate of the country in the banner and trumpet, looking back at the land where he was born and raised.

Whenever the war drums beat and grew like a forest, the shouts of killing and the sound of war drums echoed in his ears, the stirring and heroic emotions would make his blood boil, and he couldn't wait to immediately pick up his knife and get on the horse and kill him.

Then, in the depths of his heart, there will be an indescribable and deep touch.

One so moment.