Although I have been in Shangjun for more than a year, the small courtyard in Fusu is still simple and simple, and there is almost no change compared to when I came. Except for a few cooks given by Zhao Yingsai, there was not even an ordinary maid, and even the guards who served around him were all old men brought from the house.

The wind and sand in Shangjun made his former plump face look a little rough, but this not only did not detract from his brilliance, but made him look a little more heroic in his elegance and easy-goingness.

A guard brought tea.

This is not a large porcelain bowl that is common in the north, but a set of quite exquisite tea sets given to him during his last visit. However, no one will find it discordant, this humble courtyard seems to have a magical charm, no matter what kind of things appear here, you will not feel any surprises.

Fusu didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong, and he naturally took the teacup, sat down on the small backrest chair that had been quite popular in Kamigun recently, and took a sip to moisten his somewhat dry lips.

Only then did he smile and look around at the crowd.

"The book I taught you to read some time ago, how are you reading, I'm going to be a gentleman in a few days, and don't lose my ugly ...... in front of people."

Hearing Fu Su ask about this, several guards beside him bowed their hands one after another.

"Back to His Royal Highness, I can already read it, it's just this word, it's a little ugly, for fear of losing the face of the son when I go out......"

When Fusu heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"What kind of face is this, if you can read and write, it's already very good, it's more than enough to go out and be a country gentleman, you can go out tomorrow and start lecturing, I will let people know about this matter, and the village elders from all over the country will also cooperate with ......"

When the guards heard this, their faces couldn't help but show a hint of hesitation.

"Childe, if I wait to get out, who will stay to protect your safety......"

Fusu shook his head.

"I'm going out to class too, I can't bring a bunch of guards......

Seeing that everyone was still a little uneasy, this was a little reluctant.

"Then Ding Er and Tian San will stay, and the rest of the people will go to various places in the city to give lectures, and come back once every three days, and I will check everyone's progress......"

Since hearing that his son Zhao Ying has popularized free education wherever he goes, Fusu has begun to silently teach the group of guards around him to read and write.

Now, after his training during this period of time, these guards around him are naturally not cultural people, but it is no longer a problem to teach the words he taught step by step.

Seeing that Fusu had made up his mind, everyone could only promise in a deep voice and go down to prepare.

It was only at this time that Ding Er hesitated.

"Since Gongzi wants to give lectures in Shangjun and educate the people, why don't you select talents who can be created, gather them in the school room in the county, and teach them carefully, but let them ...... these, these rough embryos"

Ding Er was a little embarrassed to mention the level of the group of people around Fusu, except for a very few who could barely be regarded as coarse and literate, most of the rest could only be regarded as simply knowing a few people, how could they be someone else's husband?

Hearing Ding Er ask about this, Fusu was silent for a moment, and then his tone was a little complicated.

"I used to think the same way as Ling, thinking that education is to get the world's talents and cultivate them, until some time ago, I received a letter from your little son......

As he spoke, Fusu took out one of the letters from the pile of letters on the table and handed it to Ding Er.

"You might as well take a look at ......"

Ding Er couldn't help but hesitate.

"Childe, this-"

Seeing Ding Er's reaction, Fusu couldn't help but smile and waved his hand.

"It's okay, look at ......"

Ding Er confessed his sin, stretched out his hands, and took it respectfully.

"Little Boy ......"

After reading it, Ding Er couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a trace of unprecedented respect appeared on his face, even if he had heard that His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun swept Mobei and pacified Hexi, he had never had respect before.

He may not understand the true intentions of the emperor's eldest grandson, but his most simple emotions tell him that this is a little boy who really treats these subordinates as people!

This is the eldest grandson of the emperor who is really good to them!

"The little boy is really a peerless son, his mind and character are so similar to the son-"

Zhao Ying's letter to Fusu did not have many private words between father and son, but was like a son who was away from home, simply reporting to his own Ah Weng what he had done outside, not exaggerating, not pretentious, and of course, not explaining.

He had already guessed the intention of the First Emperor by now, but because of this, he had to pay attention to maintaining the relationship with Fusu, a Weng. Although Fusu is not loved by the first emperor, it is undeniable that even today, Fusu has unparalleled influence both in the court and among the people.

Especially in front of himself, he also naturally occupies the righteousness.

This makes him have to be cautious.

Even if the First Emperor can make a decision, even if he is now growing in his wings and growing in prestige, he is not willing to face up to Fusu, the "father", even if it is a little unpleasant because of this.

Therefore, although he rarely talked to Fusu about the father-son relationship between the two, he never stopped greeting his father who was far away in Shangjun, and tried his best to tell him something that Fusu might like or accept.

If it may be contrary to the Fusu concept, he will try to explain it with reasons that are in line with the Fusu concept, so as to gain his understanding.

What Fusu showed Ding Er was one of them, this one is not much different from the previous ones, they are all about his measures to borrow a charity hall in Zhang County to promote free education, educate the people, and encourage agriculture.

"Those who are in high positions should think of themselves with the people of the world, and the people of the world are not only people of insight from powerful families? Li Minqian's head, the peddlers' pawns, and the pulp sellers along the street are all born in the world. ”

"Reading and literacy, not only to educate the world's talents, but also to open the world's people's wisdom, if everyone is like a dragon every day, why can't I worry about the eternal prosperity? Why worry about one or two people harboring evil intentions, drumming up lips and tongues, and causing trouble in the world? Therefore the beginning of education must begin in the fields, and from the peddlers' pawns......"

Looking at Zhao Ying's letter, Ding Er couldn't help but sigh again and again, and suddenly had an unprecedented sense of intimacy with the emperor's eldest grandson, who had little impression.

When Fusu heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Like me?"

Fusu shook his head and smiled bitterly as if he was proud and emotional.

"I'm not as good as him—"

……

Zhao Ying naturally didn't know that at this moment, his father was sighing there, he was not as good as his son, after leaving Zhangjun, he did not take a carriage, but sat on his own dark clouds and covered snow, and Zhang Liang together, while looking around at the Jiangnan scene that was completely different from later generations, while secretly contrasting with the map in his memory.

"Your Highness, if you go more than ten miles, you will almost reach the boundary of Huiji County......"

Zhang Liang pointed to a mountain col in front of him and turned his head to report to Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying nodded.

Between Zhang County and Huiji County, although there is no road to communicate, the official road of Daqin is really powerful, smooth, regular, and even the distance between the trees planted on both sides of the road is tight, meticulous, and the standard is like measuring with a ruler.

And the road is in good condition, someone takes care of it regularly, as long as you don't go down the official road, don't take a detour, don't go to the countryside, the speed of the march is not much slow. In addition, it is early spring, and there are almost no mosquitoes, rats, ants, and poisonous miasma that will change the color of future generations.

Make their trip a lot easier.

Zhao Ying looked at the sky and nodded slightly.

"It seems that there will be rain today, so I ordered everyone to speed up, and within half an hour, be sure to cross this mountain pass, and then find a flat place to camp and rest......"

"No—"

With Zhao Ying's command, the marching speed of the team in front instantly accelerated.

Inside the carriage.

The old man of Huangshi, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, felt the push back of the carriage accelerating instantly, and couldn't help but open his eyes slightly, he lifted the window, glanced out, felt the air that was already slightly moist, and turned back to his little apprentice and smiled.

"Didn't you just complain that you could only nest in the carriage? You'll be able to get out of the car and let the wind go later......"

Xu Ying, who was originally holding a roll of bamboo slips and napping there with his eyes closed, raised his head instantly and said in surprise.

"Why ...... so early today"

As he spoke, he subconsciously opened the curtain of the car beside him and looked out.

"It's going to rain......"

……

This spring rain came quickly.

Zhao Ying's convoy had just passed through the narrow mountain pass, and before the tent had been set up, a misty drizzle began to fall in the air.

Next to the camp tent near the stream, a soldier who had been busy for a long time tied the last stake hard, then raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked to the blue stone next to the stream with a few partners and squatted down, stretched out his hand, and took a handful of cold water to wash his face.

"This south is different from our north, and the water is cleaner than ours......

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and took a handful, and brought it to his mouth to drink. Who knows, who hasn't drunk it yet, but he was slapped away by his companion next to him, and the cold stream water was sprinkled all over.

However, before he could get angry, he listened to his companion beside him, and scolded him angrily.

"Are you kid itching again, haven't you forgotten His Highness's instructions......"

When the man heard this, he couldn't help but shrink his head in fear, and arched his hand with a smile.

"Thank you Seventh Brother, thank you Seventh Brother, I forgot to forget, I thought that this water is very clear......"

Seeing this thing there, the hippie smiling face reminded him that he was not angry.

"Clear? You forgot how miserable it was for those brothers who disobeyed His Highness's orders and secretly drank raw water last time......"

As soon as this was mentioned, a few people just thought that it would be okay to secretly drink a few sips, and quickly put their mouths back.

Those brothers, not only had a stomach trouble for a few days, but after they were ready, they were personally watched by His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun, and they were whipped a few times, not to mention the crime, and they also lost face with His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun......

"You say, this water looks quite clear, why is there a worm like the kind of thing His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun said......"

"Who knows this, I'm afraid you have to ask the emperor's eldest grandson ......"

Several people came back from the stream, returned to their tents, and then very consciously took out a thin booklet from their duffel bags, and each studied hard there.

"Seventh brother, seventh brother, what do you pronounce this word, I forgot ...... again"

"Tree, which means planting......"

The man, who was called Seventh Brother, glanced up and gave him an answer.

"Look, I advise you to work harder, and after some time, when His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun takes the exam, you must not take the first place again, dragging down our brothers in Wuli......"

As soon as he heard Brother Qi tell him this, the man who asked how to read the words suddenly poured bitter water.

"Do you think I want to drag it, I'm not reading material, this word is crooked seven or eight one, crooked seven or eight one, it looks almost the same, it makes my head hurt, rather than let me admit this, I would rather carry the guy to the battlefield, and have a good time with the enemy's real swords and guns......"

"Then you have the ability to recognize ......"

The seventh brother's words made this man angry.

I muttered there for a long time before I squatted back to my bed.

"I didn't say I didn't admit it, I, I still want to go back to be a good person, or to pay it......"

As soon as these words came out, a burst of cheerful laughter suddenly sounded in this tent.

Everyone knows that the emperor's grandson will do what he says.

Promise them, as long as they study hard and pass the assessment set by the emperor's eldest grandson, they will ask His Majesty for their orders, and allow them to return to the field, according to the results of the assessment, as well as their past merits, to return to their hometown, to mix a position such as a lizheng, a tour, or a pavilion chief, who knows how to do farm work, and maybe even a civilian gangster who is a shitman, is not better than being a big soldier now?

Therefore, laughing is laughing, complaining is complaining, but when you really learn, one is more energetic than the other.

"Negative, have you heard of such an army before?"

The old man of Huangshi's own little apprentice, Xu Cheng, each holding an umbrella made of green bamboo, while leisurely admiring the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, while watching the big head soldiers who were reading in the light of the day, his tone was a little complicated.

"No, although the likes of grandson Wu Qi are alive, I'm afraid there are many people who are not as good as ......"

Xu Yingqiao looked around vividly, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Drive the army of a hundred battles, meet millions of soldiers, and win the battle is easy to ......"

Speaking of this, Xu Cheng couldn't help but glance around again at this unheard of picture.

"However, driving the division of a hundred battles, reading and learning characters, knowing etiquette and righteousness, talking about advance and retreat, and learning the way to govern the people, this is a measure that the legendary holy king has never had......"

(End of chapter)