The rise of the poor

Chapter 1316 Come Out, Tomorrow Song

Jingnan is full of waste, and everything is on the right track. The 12 people who fled have settled down in Jingnan, and the Wuxi seedlings have also settled down. In just two months, the population of Jingnan has doubled. nearly twice as much.

In terms of population alone, Jingnan County is already the largest county in Taizhou Prefecture.

Well-planned villages sprung up one after another, and pieces of reclaimed fields criss-crossed.
Projects that benefit the country and the people have played a role on the land of Jingnan, such as water conservancy projects and Japanese anti-Japanese projects.
Jingnan is full of vitality.

Crackling, a burst of firecrackers sounded in Xixi Village, followed by cheers from adults and children.

Behind the puff of smoke from the firecrackers was a private school with three rooms, and the plaque of the private school was covered with a red cloth.

The private school was crowded with people, among whom were Zhu Ping'an, Liu Dianli, the county clerk, and others.

After the work-for-relief project ended and the common people settled down, Zhu Pingan began to encourage students.

Education is the foundation.

In this feudal hierarchical society, education is almost the fundamental way for children from poor families to rise!

Zhu Pingan built [-] such private schools according to the distribution of villages in the work-for-work project of rebuilding their homes.After the work-for-relief came to an end, Zhu Ping'an visited Jingnan all over the place, and respectfully invited some young students and scholars from Jingnan to come out of the mountain to become private school teachers and take on the important task of enlightenment in four miles and eight villages.

"County Honor, please unveil the plaque for our Xixi Private School."

After the firecrackers were ignited, a hale and hearty old man with white beard stepped forward and bowed to Zhu Ping'an.

This old man with a white beard is the teacher of Xixi private school invited by Zhu Ping'an respectfully. His name is Wang Gaogeng, and he is an old scholar who has failed.He came to Jingnan with his son's family fleeing from disaster, and now he has settled in Xixi Village.After failing many times, he had given up on the imperial examination, and accepted Zhu Pingan's invitation.

"Master Wang, as Mr. Xixi Private School, please join me in unveiling the plaque." Zhu Ping'an nodded, and extended his hand to greet Master Wang again.

"That old man would have the cheek." Mrs. Wang said with a smile, and felt honored that Zhu Ping'an invited him to unveil the plaque together.

"Old master, please."

"The county honors you."

After the two of them gave way, one pulled the red silk at one end, and together they unveiled the plaque of Xixi Private School.

The surrounding people cheered and cheered, looking at the private school in front of them, they were very excited.During these two months of participating in work-for-relief, they also saved a sum of money. The county respected us and applied for tax relief for us, which made our life more abundant.Now, the county lord has built a private school for us, and he really thinks of us everywhere.When I look back, I must take the little boy at home to a private school. The old ancestor said it well, everything is inferior, only reading is high!If you can read and write, even if you can't catch up with our county lord, at least you won't be blind like us. As long as you can read and read, you can easily find a good job in the town or county in the future.

After the unveiling of the plaque, under the auspices of Mrs. Liu, Zhu Pingan led a group of subordinate officials and common people to pay homage to Confucius and offer sacrifices. After performing a series of opening ceremonies, he officially announced the opening of Xixi Private School.

"Your Majesty, you are so old and cheeky, I have a heartless request." After the opening of the Xixi Private School, Master Wang cupped his hands to Zhu Ping'an.

"Master Wang, please tell me." Zhu Pingan said softly.

"The opening of the Xixi private school lacks foundation, so I asked the county lord to give me a copy of calligraphy to enhance the private school's foundation. Moreover, if you see a virtuous person, you should think about it. With the county lord's calligraphy, it will also inspire children to make progress in the future." Wang Wang The master bowed and said, "I also ask the county magistrate to agree to this ruthless request of the old man, otherwise the old man will not get up."

"Master Wang is serious, please hurry up. The old master is all for the growth of the younger generation, which is reasonable, so there is no reason why I shouldn't." Zhu Ping stepped forward to help Master Wang, and agreed.

Seeing this, a few discerning people from Xixi Village hurriedly set up the table and brought up pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Immediately, all the people looked at Zhu Ping'an eagerly, waiting for the magistrate to bestow calligraphy on them.

"County Lord, please use tea." The Lizheng of Xixi Village stepped forward and offered Zhu Pingan a cup of tea with both hands.

He was thinking about Zhu Ping'an, and he had also been educated. He knew that writing poems and articles was not like a farmer doing farm work and doing it as soon as he said it. Writing poems and articles was delicate work and took time to conceive.

During the Three Kingdoms period, the reason why Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps can be remembered in history is because it took seven steps to write a poem.

This is all famous in history, and it took seven steps.Don't you have to think about it carefully.

Therefore, Lizheng of Wuxi Village offered Zhu Pingan a cup of tea with both hands. The purpose of the hot tea was to give Zhu Pingan more time to conceive and write after drinking the tea.Xian Zun always thinks of the common people, and we also know that he will repay his kindness.

"Thank you, Lizheng. This tea is a little hot, and it's just right for drinking after I finish writing." Zhu Pingan thanked Lizheng, took the hot tea with both hands, felt that the tea was hotter, and put it aside casually.

what?
Write an inscription before drinking tea? !
Li Zheng couldn't help being stunned, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, doesn't the county lord need time to think about it? !In ancient times, it was related to Yu Wenjiu frying Huaxiong, no, chopping Huaxiong, is the county official today warming tea and writing calligraphy? !
Mrs. Wang at the side was also stunned.

After Zhu Pingan put the tea aside, he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote it on the paper.

Zhu Ping'an really doesn't need ideas!Because he has hundreds of years of historical accumulation, from Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty to modern times, there are countless excellent persuasive poems like the sands of the Ganges River, so Zhu Pingan still needs to conceive.

When it comes to persuasive poems, Zhu Pingan has a song "Song of Tomorrow" in his mind.Tomorrow after tomorrow, there will be so many tomorrows. Zhu Ping'an's primary school has memorized this poem to persuade students by heart.

It can be said to have a far-reaching impact on my academic career, like a vaccination against procrastination.

Therefore, as soon as Master Wang opened his mouth, Zhu Ping'an wanted the song "Song of Tomorrow" to come out ahead of schedule.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhu Pingan wrote this song "Song of Tomorrow" without adding any points, and it was completed in one go.

"Song of Tomorrow"

Tomorrow is tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

I was born until tomorrow, everything will be wasted.

If the world is tired tomorrow, spring will come and autumn will come.

Looking at the water flowing eastward, watching the sun sink in the evening.

How many years can tomorrow be? Please listen to my tomorrow song.

"Goodness! Great kindness! Xian Zun deserves to be the number one scholar in Ming Dynasty! He writes his pen and writes without adding points! This work of Xian Zun is not only catchy and suitable for reciting, but also has far-reaching educational significance. He exhorts people to grasp today and today's events. Finish today, otherwise it will be a waste tomorrow! The county lord's work, within a few years, will be spread throughout the Ming Dynasty. It is a great achievement, far better than building tens of thousands of private schools! I thank the county lord for thousands of elementary school children. !"

Old Master Wang saw this "Song of Tomorrow" and read it again. He was so excited that he burst into tears, and bowed to Zhu Ping'an for a long time.

(End of this chapter)