Zhu Di was in a good mood, "Your brothers and nephews, with one heart and one mind, our Ming dynasty can become more and more prosperous, and I am very relieved...... Come, drink! ”

Zhu Di frequently raised his glass and drank heartily, even Xu Jingchang smiled, looking at Jian Yi and Xia Yuanji and others, "Don't be bitter, let's have a drink!" ”

These people swore to the sky that if it weren't for Zhu Di's presence, they would definitely kill Xu Jingchang.

Taking advantage of the toast, Jian Yi leaned into Xu Jingchang's ear and said in a low voice: "Dingguo Gong, you won, but please raise your noble hand and don't kill them all." ”

Xu Jingchang said with a bitter face: "I'm sorry, Jian Tianguan, I have already planned it, tell me in advance next time!" ”

Jian Yi gritted his back molars, gurgling, but helpless.

He found that it was a big mistake to dismiss Xu Jingchang's envoy.

Frankly speaking, Xu Jingchang is a political envoy, although he is hateful, but he can still safeguard the interests of civilian officials, and he stands with the Sixth Ministry in dealing with the cabinet and other matters.

Now that he is no longer bound by his official position, this kid has completely let himself go.

As soon as he came up, he made a big move, and he didn't have a hand to pinch him, which made people want to cry without tears.

And what's even more tearless is still to come...... At the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day passed, and Zhu Di's imperial pen inscription: The world's first private school was sent to the school.

Since then, Xu Jingchang has made a broken thing and actually has a name.

Or royal sanctions.

Are you not convinced?

Then you ask Your Majesty to write you one too!

Anyway, even if it's a speech official, you can't stipulate that the Son of Heaven is not allowed to inscribe a private school, right?

There is no such reason.

What's more, it is also a place for the emperor's grandson to study.

Then the big guy saw the next scene...... After getting the royal pen, he immediately made a golden plaque and hung it at the door of the school.

Then you see thousands of students inside, dressed neatly, walking out of it with sonorous steps.

There was a long queue to pay homage to the brush.

Xu Jingchang got the school, but at first it was just to gather the homeless people and find a place for them to settle down, so that they could learn some crafts properly and not starve.

In everyone's imagination, this place is no different from a ruined temple, the people inside are all beggars and homeless, ragged, yellow and thin, how pitiful and pitiful it is.

But this time they were able to open their eyes.

These young men are neatly dressed, tall and athletic, and their steps are uniform.

If you change the cloth clothes on your body into armor, you can match the soldiers and horses of the imperial court.

Xu Jingchang actually hid a soldier and horse under the nose of the capital?

What the hell are the people in the military department doing?

Liu Jun!

Are you blind?

Liu Shangshu is also aggrieved, don't blame me, the household department still gives money, what did they do, Xia Shangshu doesn't know?

The courtiers complained to each other and scolded their mothers in anger.

On the other side, after all the students looked at the imperial pen, they knelt down to Zhu Di's imperial pen.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you for the grace of heaven, be loyal to our emperor, and die!"

The students shouted over and over again, and the momentum was huge, attracting countless ordinary people who watched the excitement.

Many people gave a thumbs up, thanking the gratitude, good!

Without His Majesty's relief, these homeless people would have died long ago.

Loyalty to our emperor is also due.

Some people even cast envious eyes, these mud legs turned out to be the protégés of the Son of Heaven, I knew this, we also came in to study, even if it was worth spending some money!

Some smart people simply come to inquire about what conditions are needed to enroll in school.

If that's all there is to it, that's it.

It can only be regarded as a small bustle in Yingtian City, and the discussion will end in two sentences.

But it's a pity that the fire has already been lit, how could Xu Jingchang let it go out casually.

"I said King Han, these people are all your talents...... How big your business can be in the future depends on this time. ”

Zhu Gaoxu smiled: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart!" If I don't blow up the sky, I will never give up! ”

Xu Jingchang was subconsciously stunned, let's move, but don't be too big!

But how could Zhu Gaoxu listen to Xu Jingchang, he said in front of Zhu Di that he would spend 50,000 yuan, but in fact, it was not up to him to decide how much it would cost.

Zhu Gaoxu invited the dragon and lion dance, not to mention, he got eighteen kinds of musical instruments, and took them all out.

The most expensive thing is the staggering number of fireworks.

Didn't Zhu Gaoxu discover that the soil of the toilet can refine miscanthus salt?

He really carried forward this business, and now Zhu Gaoxu has the largest gunpowder factory in Yingtian City, which produces the most fireworks and firecrackers, and has begun to make a profit because of its high quality and low price.

But it's not enough!

Zhu Gaoxu wants to take this opportunity to shake the earth!

He took out the firecrackers in stock, prepared them along the road, and accompanied Zhu Zhanji over, the drums were noisy, and the firecrackers rang out in unison, so that the people of Yingtian could see our strength!

The second uncle is working so hard, and the third uncle can't be lazy...... Zhu Gaosui understands very well that if he wants the newspaper to sell well, it must have a breaking point and continue to attract people.

And there is a problem, Zhu Gaosui has already figured it out.

Newspapers are such a thing, the pursuit of circulation, the more you sell, the more you earn.

Therefore, if you want to run a poetry newspaper in the sky, Confucianism or something...... I'm sorry, I can only be limited to Shilin, although there are many people studying in Yingtiancheng, there is always a limit.

And if you want to expand your influence, you must open up the private market and win the support of the public.

Note that this is a citizen, not a peasant.

After all, it is difficult for ordinary people who make a living by cultivating the land to have spare money to read newspapers.

So what do citizens care about most?

They are not hereditary nobles like Xu Jingchang, nor are they rich businessmen and eunuchs.

They have a little money, and they also have a little ability to make money, and they live a better life than ordinary people, but they are always afraid, for fear that there will be changes, or their children and grandchildren will not be good, and they will lose their family business.

In that case, most of them will have to get out of Yingtian.

So they're willing to spend money on education, they're willing to invest in the next generation.

Learn a skill and you can support yourself.

By the way, I also mixed a classmate of the emperor and grandson, and I have all the face.

Is there anything else so good?

It's too difficult to take the exam, and the chances are slim, so it's better to come to this world's first private school to have a look......

Zhu Gaosui grasped the mentality of the common people, and began to report on the school, and also published the extra issue and gave it away for free.

What's even more interesting is that the school is open to the people of the sky.

If you are interested, you can bring your children over, go to the school to listen to the class, go to the canteen to pay a little money, have a lunch, read the newspaper in the afternoon, and have activities.

Xu Jingchang's school is entertaining and practical.

For those traditional private schools, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

Some parents brought their children, watched it once, and decided to stay.

I knew that this relief for the homeless people would be like this, so let's be the homeless too.

In the capital, the wind is surging...... There was a lot of talk.

Everything reached its peak on the day when His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun boasted about his officials.

"My precious son, you showed your face to Daddy!" Zhu Da Fat hugged Zhu Zhanji, not to mention how happy he was.

But Zhu Zhanji was not happy at all, "Dad, my second uncle gave money, and my third uncle sent a newspaper, what do you mean as your father?" ”

Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyelids, "Stinky boy, I gave birth to you, why are you still not satisfied?" Dare to ask your dad for favors, be careful I spank you! ”

Zhu Zhanji clenched his fists in anger, the dog father is shameless, you wait!

I've grown up to make you look good!

There is no way, Zhu Zhanji put on a crown suit, a golden crown and a jade belt, and sat on a white horse.

Zhu Gaochi looked full of liking, anyway, he didn't enjoy this treatment when he was a child.

"Okay, don't be wronged, Dad will take you out."

Zhu Gaochi pulled the reins of the horse and led his baby son outside.

When they came out, they were immediately surrounded by many brocade guards dressed in flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives hanging from their waists.

Xu Jingchang smiled with a smile on his face, "His Royal Highness the Prince, I can make it clear to you, this is not a guard of honor for the emperor and grandson, but this time the matter is special, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Jinyiwei will take over Ying Tianfu and be responsible for safety, you know?" ”

Zhu Gaochi couldn't cry or laugh, of course I know that you are deceiving yourself.

Let's not talk about anything else, so many high-level brocade guards. Escorting the emperor and grandson out, the momentum is huge and violent.

Who do you tell you that it is not a guard of honor, and who can believe it?

The fake drama is really sung, and the singing is more real than the real one.

But this Cai'er is for his son, and Zhu Gaochi can't say anything.

"Dingguo Gong, be careful, don't startle the horses."

Xu Jingchang nodded again and again, he didn't dare to be careless.

Therefore, someone had already taken out cotton and stuffed Zhu Zhanji's horse ears, and there was a layer of covering on his eyes, just for people to lead.

Behind Zhu Zhanji, there are nine students, all of whom are considered to be the first batch of honor students, they do not have the crown of the emperor and grandson, but they are all dressed in red and hung with pheasant feathers on their heads, like the groom's officials.

In fact, this is not accurate, because the bridegroom's official dress is a fake imitation of the champion lang. But the champion is once every three years, and the groom official is every day.

So it's not surprising that there was a misunderstanding.

As for the Ministry of Rites, if someone investigates and says that they casually wore the clothes of the champion, Xu Jingchang can pay tribute to them, our students are just wearing the clothes of the groom official, and there is no rule that they are not allowed to wear the clothes of the groom official on the street, right?

All in all, Xu Jingchang made everything like a royal street boaster, but he left room to not give people an excuse to attack.

This operation is absolutely full marks.

"Alright, let's go!"

As soon as Xu Jingchang's words fell, ten firecrackers flew into the sky, exploding in the air and thundering!

With the sound as a signal, suddenly the drums are noisy, firecrackers are ringing in unison, people are crowded, and flags are displayed.

Not to mention that it is a fake, even if it is a real royal street boast, it is not so lively.

Those young people who followed Zhu Zhanji to get their hands red one by one, and their hearts were pounding! Such a big scene, I never dared to think of it in my life.

What a great accumulation of virtue!

They are like this, and those ordinary people who look at the praise of officials are even more excited, and their eyes are so greedy that they can't do it...... While he was talking, people kept running to the school.

We also want to be the classmates of the emperor's grandson!

"Give them two or two colors, and you can open a dyeing workshop." Zhu Di looked down at the restaurant, and suddenly he found that today's firecrackers were particularly deafening.

"Young Master, is this the second one?"

Yao Guangxiao nodded, "It's true, His Royal Highness the King of Han really has something extraordinary, and his children and grandchildren are all talented, which is a great joy for His Majesty." ”

(End of chapter)