Chapter 112: Being a teacher, from the student's brain!

The person who is greedy for ink, the nine clans raid the house.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to deal with Hu Weiyong and the others Zhu Biao, but after hearing Chu Ze's proposal, he couldn't help but look at this guy sideways.

He had heard of the Nine Clans, but the Nine Clans raided the house.

"Those who participate in the rebellion must be guilty of an unforgivable capital crime. But those who are greedy for the finances of the Mo court, if they are just a main culprit, it is not enough to punish them, after all, this time the matter is not just a matter of greedy ink. ”

"And he can't be the only one who benefits from this kind of thing. The direct raiding of the nine clans can not only collect the finances, but also give a warning to future generations. ”

"If you have relatives who are officials in the court, then you better be careful! If you are willing to accuse him of being greedy for money, and the people are fished and fleshed, then the court will be exempted from the crime of raiding the house. Otherwise, when the East Window incident happens, you will also have to suffer with it. ”

"This time, this thing can just be implemented, especially now that the imperial court has increased the treatment of ministers. Counting the daily expenses and some intangible consumption, the ministers can still have a lot of finances left. ”

"In the past, they were greedy for ink, and it can be said that they were forced to be helpless, but if they are still greedy at this time. That is sin deserving death. ”

"However, population is an important resource of the empire, so in fact, in the current situation, it should not be killed at will, especially large-scale killing, it should not occur."

"It's a pity that these people died like this, and if you send these people to farm, you can also produce a lot of food."

"And the marriageable population should not be killed in vain. After three generations of re-education through labor, he was restored to his status as a descendant. ”

"While keeping the population, it also brings additional income to the empire."

"Of course, I'm just giving you an opinion, if you think it's appropriate, use it, if you don't think it's suitable, it doesn't matter."

Chu Ze's set of statements is actually copying some modern things, and then adding some of his own understanding.

And after Zhu Biao listened to his proposal, the haze on his face gradually dissipated.

For some people, capital sins cannot be forgiven, otherwise there will be no law in the future, and everything will be chaotic.

But this time there were too many people involved.

And many of these people were pulled on the thief ship by Hu Weiyong for their founding exploits.

There is no capital crime, after all, he did not participate in the rebellion.

But there is guilt.

And Chu Ze's current statement can be regarded as coinciding with Zhu Biao's thoughts.

"Okay, I've taken your advice. After that, I will write a biography and give it to my father. ”

"As for how to deal with it when the time comes. That just depends on the situation. At present, although the evidence of the crime is basically available, there is still a lack of a flashpoint, and it depends on when Hu Weiyong can't hold it back. ”

"At that time, we will have to discuss this matter with the fourth brother, and all those who should be exiled will be sentenced to death. After that, the fourth brother came forward to intercede, and the responsibility of these people was changed to exile and labor reform. ”

"That way, it adds some stability, too."

Zhu Biao has indeed done a good job in considering the details of this matter.

Although it hasn't happened yet, he still takes everything into account.

The two young people, just drinking on the edge of the lotus pond, have already finalized the future fate of many people.

Sometimes, people are really so wonderful.

Obviously, they are all human beings, and some people can decide the lives of others just by saying a few words.

You may feel that this is unfair, but there is no such thing as fairness in this world.

"Teacher, teacher, you're here!"

"Teacher, are you going to give us a lesson today? What are we going to learn today? ”

While Chu Ze and Zhu Biao were chatting, two small voices suddenly sounded from the side of the path.

When he heard the teacher's call, Chu Ze's expression suddenly froze.

"Xiongying, old twelve, you two slow down, be careful not to fall."

After hearing the voice of the little guy behind him, Zhu Biao also looked back behind him.

When he saw Zhu Bai running towards this side with Zhu Xiongying, he couldn't help but get up and greet him.

"Hello big brother!"

"Xiongying has seen his father, please say hello to his father!"

"Why are you here? Who told you we were here? ”

Zhu Biao looked at the well-behaved Zhu Bai and his son.

He couldn't help but reach out and rub the heads of the two little ones dotingly.

"It's the Imperial Grandmother! Uncle Twelve and I had just been playing in the Imperial Grandmother's dormitory, and after the Imperial Grandpa came, the Imperial Grandmother told us that the teacher had come to my father's place. Uncle Twelve brought me over. ”

"Xiongying has seen the teacher, greet the teacher!"

"Zhu Bai has seen the teacher, greet the teacher!"

Looking at the two little guys who ran directly in front of him after saying hello to Zhu Biao, Chu Ze was also a little hurried for a while.

The teapot that was originally raised in his hand didn't know whether to put it down or pour the tea at this time.

He seemed to remember that he said that the next time he came, he would teach these two little guys a lesson.

But he doesn't seem to be prepared for anything!

"Haha, you two are very happy to look at today."

looked at Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai, who were looking at him innocently with eyes in their eyes.

Everyone has greeted themselves, and it doesn't seem appropriate not to reply at this time.

So Chu Ze could only casually snort.

"Teacher, can we start class today?"

"Yes, yes, teacher, what are we going to study today?"

“.”

This question can be said to have stopped Chu Ze directly.

He still didn't prepare anything for class.. What's on it?

He hasn't been a teacher either, so how can this be.

"I'm afraid I can't give it to you today..."

Chu Ze just wanted to refuse the two little guys, but looking at the clear and expectant gaze in their eyes, the words were all on his lips, but he finally swallowed them back.

"Otherwise, how about the teacher teach you how to use a pen today?"

"With a pen? Teacher, are you going to teach us to write first? ”

"It's... Teacher, I already know how to write, so I don't have to learn this, right? ”

When they heard Chu Ze say that he wanted to teach them to use a pen, the expressions on Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai's faces were completely different.

As the heirs of the royal family, the cultural classes of the princes started very early.

Don't look at Zhu Bai, who is less than ten years old, but his calligraphy is decent.

Even Zhu Xiongying's calligraphy is not bad.

So when they heard Chu Ze mention that they should teach them to use a pen, the two little guys were slightly disappointed.

In fact, what they wanted to learn from Chu Ze was something relatively novel.

"Chu Ze, if you don't prepare, it's okay not to teach for the time being, don't be reluctant, we have a lot of things to do recently. Children can understand even though they are young. ”

Zhu Biao on the side, when he heard that Chu Ze actually wanted to teach the two little guys to write.

He couldn't help but think of Chu Ze's former Mobao in his mind.

The word says...

Chu Ze taught these two guys to write, this is not nonsense.

"I said I taught you to use a pen, not to write, and there's a difference."

"His Royal Highness the Prince, help prepare something, I guess I will use it in a while."

Regarding the misunderstanding of the three of them, Chu Ze didn't explain too much.

His handwriting is actually not ugly, but he has not practiced the brush, so he can't control it.

And Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai in front of him, since they want to be his students, they naturally have to follow his habits.

Although the brush is an important carrier of Chinese cultural inheritance, it is even inferior to a pencil in terms of convenience and practicality.

It's just that the handwriting of the pencil can't be preserved for a long time, and the fountain pen Chu Ze can't do it...

Therefore, what Chu Ze wants to do today is a transitional product between the two: a quill pen.

"Before today's lesson begins, the teacher will tell you about the origin of the pen we use."

"The pen is an indispensable part of writing. And the brush we use today was originally from Meng Tian, a soldier of the Qin Dynasty! ”

"From the Qin period to the present, there has been a cultural history of thousands of years. The brush can be said to have witnessed the rise and fall of history, which is of great significance. ”

"But sometimes, we have to ignore the flashy appearance and try to see the essence of things."

"The fundamental reason why Meng Tian invented the brush in the first place was simply because the brush is easier to write."

"And what we're going to do today is the same thing he did back then, to make it easier for us to use."

When the attendants of the East Palace prepared all the things Chu Ze needed, Chu Ze took the two little ones to an empty courtyard.

And Zhu Biao was somewhat relieved, so he simply asked the attendants to move all the documents he had to deal with.

Directly set up a parasol not far from Chu Ze's location, and began to deal with things while watching Chu Ze teach the two little guys.

"Do you put aside the gorgeous appearance of things and see them for what they are?"

When Zhu Biao heard Chu Ze's words, the movements of his hands couldn't help but pause slightly for a moment.

Then he looked down at the fold in front of him.

On Chu Ze's side, Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai couldn't help but ponder after listening to Chu Ze's words.

At their age, they are the time when their thinking is the simplest and their thoughts are most active

Rambled!

This is the most apt word to describe them.

A few years old is the time when it is easiest for children to accept new things!

Of course, they are also the easiest time to generate their own ideas.

"What the teacher means by this is that let's stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point, right?"

"Probably not, I think the teacher is asking us to learn not to beat around the bush and use the easiest way to solve things!"

"Is that so?"

"Uh-huh, it should be!"

When Chu Ze counted the tools he had prepared to see if there were any shortcomings, Zhu Bai and Zhu Xiongying, the uncle and nephew, took the opportunity to exchange their experiences.

However, the understanding of the two of them basically has nothing to do with what Chu Ze just said!

"Alright, everything is ready, let's start today's preparations first."

"Next, the teacher will teach you how to make a quill, the step is very simple, first choose the stiffer and thicker feathers, among which the thickest feathers on the wings of large birds such as crows, white geese or swans are OK."

After checking and making sure that everything that should be prepared was ready, Chu Ze picked up a goose feather and displayed it in front of Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai.

It's just that what makes Chu Ze a little strange is that I don't know why, he always feels that when he turns around, when these two little guys look at themselves again, their eyes become a little weird.

It seems that he admires himself.

"The production of quills is generally divided into three parts, the first step is to degreasing and shaping. First of all, remove the position of the front end of the goose feather, this part is the scale shell and some flesh, which belongs to the useless part. ”

"After removing it, it's skimming, just put the tip of the goose feather in the heated sand, wait until it's cooled, and then take it out."

Chu Ze said as he followed the steps he said and dealt with the goose feathers in his hands.

And Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai watched Chu Ze's movements intently.

As if I was afraid of missing a single step.

When Chu Ze waited for the goose feathers to be heated and degreased, he also began to teach the two little guys to deal with the goose feathers in their hands.

Although Chu Ze has never been a teacher, he has also helped relatives at home take care of children before.

Children at this age are at their most curious.

You take them with you, and they can concentrate a lot of energy no matter what they do.

In just a few moments, the skimming of the quills is complete.

After the goose feathers are heated, the front end will become stiff and wear-resistant.

After that, it's time to clean up the excess fluff to the point where it's easy to hold.

Then use a knife to correct the tip of the nose and draw out the ink groove to facilitate the flow of ink.

Chu Ze was busy with his two children, while Zhu Biao on the side watched them busy, and he couldn't help but smile a little in his eyes.

In Zhu Biao's opinion, Chu Ze is helping to take care of the child!

However, looking at the smiles on the faces of Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai, Zhu Biao didn't say much.

It's just that in addition to dealing with official duties, from time to time I reach out and rub my shoulders that are a little stiff and aching after holding the pen and writing for a long time.

Because the brush is stained with a lot of ink, it takes a little time for the handwriting to be completely dry.

The sleeves of the ancients were relatively wide, not only to prevent the sleeves from being dirty, but also to prevent the handwriting from being blurred.

When writing with a brush, it is often necessary to raise the arm.

After a long time, the shoulders will naturally be sore.

"Wow! We made it! We succeeded.."

"I can really write, and the words I write are so small, father! Come and see Father, we've made our own pen! ”

In Zhu Biao's efforts to deal with government affairs, Chu Ze's work on their side was also completed.

After the final adjustments were made, the first batch of quills in the Ming Dynasty was officially announced.

And when Zhu Xiongying's uncle and nephew looked at the fine handwriting they left on the paper, the two little ones who personally participated in the whole process of production jumped up with joy.

Although they did not understand what the meaning of the three quills they made today represented.

However, at this moment, their little hearts are full of a sense of accomplishment.

Today's regular update chapter 2 arrives.,Because of the pain in the hand.,It's a little late.,Forgive me!

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