Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 35: The Pig at the Center of Storm
"You...you...you must come to see me..."

The moment before boarding the ship, the little princess was already crying. Ever since she knew that she would not see Xia Lin for a long time after returning this time, she had been in a state of depression. But that was how things were. Not to mention in this era, even if it was more than a thousand years later, who would let their thirteen or fourteen-year-old daughter stay with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old yellow-haired man every day, especially when this family was a Tianlong family.

"Okay, if I have time to go to the provincial capital, I will ask Chuntao to secretly send you a message. No matter whether you can come out or not, I will find a way to see you." Xia Lin took out a stone from his pocket and said, "Take this stone. It's called Li Chen Stone. In my hometown, it is usually used to express longing."

The stone is an ordinary stone. Xia Lin picked it up by the river just now because he thought it looked nice. It is definitely not valuable. It is precisely because of its worthlessness that people have to give it meaning. The little princess doesn't even know what Li Chen Stone is. She just feels that this stone carries Xia Lin's body temperature, and that is enough.

Watching her board the boat, looking back every few steps, Xia Lin turned to Lao Zhang and said, "After this trip, you have to find a way to build a good relationship with the palace and try to open a school there. I will start to organize the teaching materials during this period, and you only need to be responsible for setting up the infrastructure. Isn't this easy?"

"Academy?"

"Yes, the academy." Xia Lin said in a deep voice: "Prince Teng will support you."

"Are you so sure?" Lao Zhang asked curiously, "This is a big deal."

"Because it's a big deal, he will support you." Xia Lin lowered his voice and said, "Now the royal family and the aristocratic families are fighting to the death. What is the core of the aristocratic families? Isn't it the monopoly of scholars in the world? Your move can make the royal family see the hope of breaking through the barriers of the aristocratic families, and they will support you."

"I see." Lao Zhang nodded.

"Be careful." Xia Lin hit him on the shoulder: "Don't let anyone kill you outside."

Lao Zhang just made an OK gesture to Xia Lin: "OK!"

"Come on, don't copy me. You're making me embarrassed." Xia Lin looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. You should go back first."

The boat started moving slowly. The little princess came to the bow and waved goodbye to Xia Lin frantically. Xia Lin stood there and watched them leave his sight before sighing softly. Then he turned his head to look at Chun Tao and said with emotion: "We should start working. We have to start work after the Lantern Festival."

Everything went smoothly after the holiday. Because the wages were not in arrears and the food was good, the workers were very efficient. The workshops, kilns, etc. built along the river were gradually formed and various stone mines were also started to be mined. Now we just have to wait for the first kiln to open and create a porcelain industry legend.

On the other hand, Lao Zhang did not listen to Xia Lin and took credit for his work. He just used the phonetic method to compile the pronunciation of the text above, and used the paragraph method to add paragraphs and punctuation marks to these connected articles. After the arrangement was completed and it was printed, he could naturally add his name to the compiler column.

It is said that Lao Zhang is actually a rare genius. He relied on the pronunciation problem of enlightenment reading materials that he discussed with Xia Lin. It is very difficult to solve. Most of them rely on rote memorization of obscure analogies, reading as if, direct sound, four tones and fanqie. This is relatively difficult. It is ok if there are special teachers to teach, but it is really too difficult for ordinary people to learn by themselves.

Therefore, Lao Zhang combined the rhythm and the information he got from Xia Lin to compile a method of phonetic notation that is very close to modern Chinese characters. It is a method of reading characters by phonetic notation based on the rhythm of gong, shang, jiao, zhi and yu in combination with various semitones. This method of phonetic notation is divided into two parts: the phonetic part and the rhyme part. You only need to remember 20 phonetic parts and 30 rhyme parts to read most Chinese characters, and even dialects can be included in it. It is not bound by the traditional enlightenment method of memorizing without explanation.

Before compiling it into a book, Lao Zhang asked someone to bring a copy of the manuscript back to Xia Lin for editing. Xia Lin then modified some related pronunciations to make it simpler and easier to understand. When the manuscript returned to Lao Zhang, the phonetic notation method was basically complete.

The first thing he did was to hand the manuscript to Prince Teng. Of course, according to Lao Zhang's usual style, Xia Lin's name should be listed before his. Prince Teng's head ached when he saw Xia Lin's name, because the little princess had been making a lot of trouble since she came back from his place, and she had tried to commit suicide countless times.

Now when he saw his name appear again, Prince Teng felt annoyed. But the thing was good, and no matter how annoyed he was, he forced himself to calm down and take a look.

There are four books in total, all of which are enlightenment books. But don’t underestimate these small enlightenment books, as they actually contain a lot of mysteries. Prince Teng just flipped through them at first, after all, they were the things of that bastard boy, but he couldn’t stop reading them once he started.

After reading it again and again, he knew that these four books were bound to rewrite the history of literature. Simply put, these four books all belong to the method of induction, but don't just think of it as induction, to put it bluntly, it is methodology. It may not be able to solve the problem of famous works throughout the ages, but it can directly break through the current book monopoly and education monopoly, which can be said to be digging graves for the aristocratic families.

After reading it carefully, he carefully asked someone to copy it several times, and then took one copy to go to Governor Guo.

"Is it this kid again?"

Guo Zhoumu was also quite surprised when he saw the signatures on the front of these four books: "He always brings me some surprises."

"Humph."

Prince Teng snorted coldly to show his attitude, while Governor Guo laughed: "I know about your daughter, you can relax. Don't discipline her too much, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings." "Oh, you speak beautifully, but you say that because you don't have a daughter. If you had a daughter, let me see what you would do."

"Forget it, forget it. Just be angry if you want. There's no point in me saying more."

Mu Guo continued to read the four enlightenment books. The more he read, the more frightened he became. As a frontier official, how could he not know that educating and nurturing people was the foundation of the country? It was just that this thing had gradually been monopolized by the aristocratic families since the Hundred Schools of Thought in the pre-Qin period. Whoever proposed a reform would be overthrown. From kings and generals to ordinary people, there was no saint after Confucius and Mencius because of this.

But the four little books in front of me... Hey, they are interesting. They seem to be just enlightenment, but they are the roots of the aristocratic family. However, they are within the rules of the aristocratic family. If you don't agree, you will be condemned by the world, and if you agree, you will be hurt.

Although this little thing cannot compare to the sages of Confucius and Mencius, it is a curse that urges death. It was your family that proposed that scholars should be the first among the four classes of farmers, merchants and artisans, so you can't take the lead in rebelling against yourself, right?
"Great, great, great! Oh, Si Nan, ah Si Nan."

"What do you want me to do?" Prince Teng said unhappily.

"Sinan, your son-in-law is a top-notch scheming man in the world. Do you really not want him? If you don't want him, there is a niece in my clan who is still unmarried. How about..."

"Give it to me!" Prince Teng snatched the small book from the hand of Governor Guo and said, "Don't bother with it. Stop being so sarcastic. I just want to ask you how are these enlightenment books?"

"That's good, but it will take some time. Why not try it in your territory first? If it works, I'll present it to His Majesty and let him decide."

This old fox is worthy of being an old fox. He wants the fame of promotion but does not want to offend the nobles of the world. Well, well... he gets to be the good guy, and the bad guy has to be the royal family, right?
But it is also true that he himself is a member of the Fenyang Guo family, a member of the aristocratic family. It is naturally unrealistic to ask him to be the first to stand up against the aristocracy. It is already a rare opportunity for him to have such an attitude and stand with the royal family. It is impossible for him to go any further.

"You are responsible for educating people, so this is naturally your responsibility."

"You..." Guo Zhoumu laughed in anger: "That's not right, Si Nan. Isn't this the royal responsibility of educating people?"

"I don't take care of state government affairs. You can do it yourself."

"Come on, come on. We have been friends for decades. Why are you being so polite to me?"

The two were practicing Tai Chi with great success, but in the end, neither could do anything to the other. They sat there staring at each other, and then Governor Guo suddenly pointed at Lao Zhang's name and said, "I checked this person, and he is a scholar whose official title was stripped away."

"Hmm? What?"

"You say that a scholar who was stripped of his title is a scholar, is he?"

Prince Teng didn't understand what Lao Guo meant at once, and his expression was a little short-circuited: "Then... if we judge by status, he is certainly not. If we judge by knowledge, then he is a scholar."

"If we ask the candidates to teach the students, can we teach them or not?"

"That's what we want. If this person passes the imperial examination, he will be wooed by all parties. How could he be reduced to a teacher?"

After hearing this, Lao Guo laughed and slapped his thigh, "That must be him, a poor scholar who no one cares about. He opened a school in your territory, Prince Teng, and you, Prince Teng, were kind-hearted and agreed to it. As for what he teaches, it is naturally the way of the saints."

"Ah?" Prince Teng's eyes lit up: "Yes! This is really a good idea, OK."

Even Xia Lin had not expected that the matter of establishing an academy, which was originally thought to be fraught with difficulties, was pushed forward just because the higher-ups needed someone to take the blame.

That afternoon, Prince Teng summoned Lao Zhang to talk with him about literature, martial arts, heroes, the past in Luoyang, and the bastard Xia Lin. He kept Lao Zhang confused. In the end, Prince Teng put the books aside and said with a weird uncle's smile, "You are a scholar without any achievements. Now you can't become a scholar. Why don't you open an academy? Hongzhou is known for its open-minded style of writing, but there is no academy. Why don't you open one?"

(End of this chapter)