I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

But now many generals of the army say that with the current recognition of the court and the morale of the soldiers, they still have the power to fight if the casualties reach 4%.

The improvement of military spirit and morale is also reflected in combat power.

The current combat effectiveness of the ordinary Ming army is several percent higher than before the reform.

Such a big improvement and performance also silenced those officials who felt that the compensation was too much.

In the following time, the two talked about the past while waiting for the ceremony to start.

When the time comes, the first graduation ceremony of the county school officially begins.

All the students wore school uniforms and walked into the playground in a neat queue under the leadership of the teacher in this class.

The student queue, except for the first grade, is very neatly arranged in the upper grades.

Xinxue is different from the schools of later generations. The teachers in charge of physical fitness will not often get sick. All the students of Xinxue are outstanding talents who learn both civil and military skills.

They study cultural lessons in the morning, and in the afternoon there will be professional military officers teaching them the art of fighting on the battlefield, as well as law enforcement in the army queue.

They are said to be students, but they are actually more like Daming's boy scouts, and they are strictly trained boy scouts.

Zhu Zhangui once said that these children were trained as military officers.

After graduating in the future, those with outstanding abilities can serve as mid-level command officers, while those with average abilities will have no problem commanding a hundred-man unit.

Looking at the children who came out of the line, Zhu Zhangui looked forward to what kind of changes would be brought to Daming when they graduated from university and devoted themselves to various departments of Daming.

The appearance of the children made the parents very excited. One by one, they stood up from their seats and waved to their children.

And those first-grade parents blamed the children who were looking around in the middle and the middle of the line, and reminded loudly the children who couldn't walk well.

"Where do you see it, you bastard, follow the gentleman well, and then do some tricks for me, and I will go back and beat you to death."

"Grandson, grandpa is here. Follow Mr. Good and don't run around. Your grandma is already at home and has prepared delicious food for you. You can eat it when you get back from school."

The place was noisy.

When the student team walked to the playground, a middle-aged man wearing a scholar's uniform and holding a loudspeaker came out.

"Parents of students, students, gentlemen, the first graduation ceremony of Jinling County School is about to begin, please keep quiet."

Parents who were watching their children in their seats, or greeting their children, quickly kept quiet and did so.

Out of respect for educated people, or because they don't want their children to be ashamed by their actions, the parents are very obedient and sit down honestly, for fear that something out of the ordinary will anger the school's teachers. Then implicate my own children, be reprimanded by my husband afterwards or wear small shoes.

When the playground quieted down, the scribe smiled and cupped his hands at everyone, said hard work, and then said loudly.

"A certain self-introduction, in the Song Dynasty, thanks to the imperial court's trust, he served as the sacrifice wine of Jinling No. [-] County School, and was responsible for all matters of the management of the college."

"After the ceremony later, everyone can come to me at any time for their children's study or other problems."

"The next step is to report to everyone the child's four-year learning achievements at school."

"I also let the folks and elders know that our school is really teaching every child seriously, and we hope that each of them can become a pillar of the imperial court."

After Song Jijiu's simple opening, he began to talk about the situation of the graduate children.

"The school's graduation exam is divided into three parts, namely the literary exam, martial arts exam, and practical exam!"

"The literary and martial arts exams have ended. The children are all very good. They have lived up to the four years and the teaching and dedication of you and us gentlemen. They have handed in satisfactory answers. Many students have even been awarded by their husbands and teachers." The instructor's perfect evaluation, I believe that these children will..."

Listening to Zhu Zhangui's speech at the school's sacrificial wine, he fell asleep.

Sure enough, the principals of both ancient and modern schools are very good at speaking.

Song Wen's speech brought Zhu Zhangui back to the moment of the opening ceremony when he first entered the university, and there was always an urge to lie down and sleep there.

Zhu Zhangui was drowsy, but the other parents really listened carefully.

Although they couldn't understand some of the quotations from this Master Jijiu, he had a sense of grandeur.

As a mud-legged person who can't read big characters, let alone listen to the speeches of these cultural people, I rarely even see them speak.

Therefore, many people cherish this opportunity very much, thinking whether they can be influenced by it, so that they can enlighten themselves and be able to read and write.

This lecture lasted for half an hour, and ended with Song Wen's blessings to the graduates and expectations for the ungraduated students.

With the completion of the ceremony speech, Zhu Zhangui's worried dean's speech did not happen, and the graduation ceremony officially began.

Under the leadership of the master, all the students returned to the training room and began to change their military uniforms, preparing for the military inspection later.

It has to be said that the current parents are much more qualified than the parents of later generations.

The children went to change their clothes, and no one spoke to the parents. They all sat there and waited obediently, looking at the viewing platform opposite, staring at each other with Mr. Song Wen Jijiu and others.

Song Jijiu, who returned to his seat, felt a little embarrassed when he felt the weird atmosphere.

He had planned everything, but he ignored the gap between the end of the lecture and the students changing their equipment.

If I had known this earlier, my speech would have been put to the end.

Then everyone can go home from school directly after listening to it, and there is no need to look at each other awkwardly.

This can no longer be the case next year, we must plan well.

Fortunately, the embarrassment didn't last long.

With the sound of rhythmic drums, at the entrance of the playground, the children who put on military uniforms, holding the flags of the Ming Dynasty and the school, lined up in a neat queue, and under the leadership of the instructors of each class, they stepped forward solemnly. into the playground.

In an instant, everyone kept quiet. The school guards in charge of security, the instructors of the lower grades, and the parents who came to watch the ceremony and were disabled and retired from the army all stood up to salute the Daming military flag and the children who put on military uniforms .

At this moment, these students were no longer their children, but soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who wore battle robes like them.

Chapter 258: Dad, my mother is so good-looking, why did she fall in love with you who are so ugly?

Class after class of children passed the reviewing stand under the leadership of military flags and instructors.

It may be the first time for children to participate in such a large-scale ceremony, and they are very nervous.All the little faces are tense, closely following the steps in front, and staring at the movements of the partners in front, for fear that one of them will fail to keep up and make a mistake.

In this regard, the school and parents have given a warm response, even if there is a little problem, they will pretend not to see it.

Children are still young, and it is not easy to achieve this step. Encouragement and support are indispensable for children's growth path.

The entire reviewing team was all boys, and none of them were girls.

This is the helplessness of the times.

In this period of patriarchy, except for wealthy families who would hire private schools for their daughters, most of the little girls did not have the opportunity to go to school.

Although the recruitment quota announced by the imperial court accepts both men and women, the parents do not allow their daughters to go to school, and the imperial court has no choice.

Regarding this point, Zhu Zhangui's idea is that when the educational power is loosened in the future, a few schools dedicated to girls will be set up, so that the people of Ming Dynasty can adapt first.

When everyone accepts it and life gets better, let's see if we can let the girls walk out of the house and enter the school.

Ten minutes later, more than a dozen phalanxes walked from one side of the playground to the other, and then the chief instructor of the school came to the stage and delivered a speech on strengthening the country and the people.

"Gentlemen, parents, the wonderful review ceremony is over, and the next step is the graduation performances presented by the students of each class for their seniors."

"Crash..."

A master of ceremonies came to the stage and officially announced the end of the review ceremony. The parents and the school gave these children warm applause.

The little guys who were still wearing military uniforms and sitting on the other side of the playground blushed with excitement when they heard the loud applause and fierce applause.

"Next, please enjoy the first program, the chorus of Class 1, Grade [-] singing Shenzhouhong! Singers: Jiang Xiaoyu, Liu Yu..."

After the applause fell, the master of ceremonies announced the first program with a smile.

Soon, dozens of children in school uniforms lined up on the stage, looking cautiously at the parents below the school teachers and the seniors who were about to graduate.

"My son...that's my son~"

"Hehe, the one standing in the second row is my grandson. Hahaha, he is much better than his father. His father was too shy to look at people before!"

"Okay, don't talk anymore, they are about to start, they are all quiet!"

After a buzzing sound, the stage remained silent.

"jingle bells, jingle bells..."

The music team invited by the school began to play after it became quiet.

The children clasped their hands one by one, their little faces flushed, listening to the drums carefully, waiting to enter the rhythm.

With the sound of a drumbeat, dozens of children puffed up their little faces and sang loudly.

"Shenzhou is red, the sun is rising, and there is a Hongwu Emperor in Shenzhou. He has made contributions to the people..."

As the singing began on the stage, the children who were about to graduate on both sides of the parent viewing platform also sang along carefully and softly below.

Listening to the familiar tune and different words, as well as the serious little faces, Zhu Zhangui showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and hummed along softly.

What a beautiful song, what a brainwashing song.

What started as a class chorus gradually evolved into a school-wide chorus.

The melody was sung very fast for a few minutes, and the performance was over in a blink of an eye.

The parents gave warm applause, and at the same time they were discussing that although the tune was a bit weird, it was also very pleasant, and they all went back and asked their children to sing it for themselves a few more times.

But the following performance made them feel that this idea was a bit redundant.

The master of ceremonies walked onto the stage again, stood at the sound transmission speakers fixed on the side of the stage, and said loudly.

"The children in class one, grade one, sang very well. Their voices are the purest and cleanest. I look forward to their next performance."

After complimenting on the stage, the master of ceremonies opened the notebook in his hand, ready to announce the next program, but when he looked down, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

After being stunned for a moment, he smiled with a slightly stiff expression on his face.

"Next, please enjoy the Shenzhouhong brought to you by Class 2, Grade [-]. Singer:..."

The descendant's parents were also taken aback for a moment, then applauded happily.

"Great, I didn't hear clearly just now, but this time I have to listen carefully, maybe I can learn it."

"That's right, the tune and the tune are very simple, and you can remember it after listening to it two or three times. When I remember it later, I can go out and show off. Although we don't know the big characters, we have also learned noble tunes man!"

Zhu Zhangui sat in the crowd, looking at the little guys lined up at the lampstand, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Why is this scene so familiar?

Scratching his head slightly, Zhu Zhangui suddenly remembered his previous life, one day he helped neighbor Grandma Wang, went to his grandson's kindergarten, and participated in kindergarten performances.

The sequence of performances that day seemed to be like this.

"Next, please enjoy, the lonely brave who sang as a whole group of young children..."

"Next, please enjoy, the lonely brave man who sang as a whole in Class 2 of the elementary school..."

"Next, please enjoy, the lonely brave man who sang as a whole in Class 3 of the elementary school..."

Then that day, Zhu Zhangui listened to The Lonely Brave dozens of times.

"I hope it's not what I think it is!"

Thinking of that terrifying scene, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help but mutter.

It's a pity that things didn't go the way he wanted. Today's song he made up himself must make him tired of listening to it.

Sure enough, when the performance of Class 2, Grade [-] ended, the emcee stepped onto the stage with a somewhat unnatural expression, announcing that Class [-], Grade [-], would still be performing Shenzhouhong.

The parents, who were originally very interested, also stiffened their expressions.

But in order not to disappoint the children, they still gave warm responses and applause.

Then the fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...

There are 9 classes in the first grade, and all of them sing Shenzhouhong.

Those few parents who said the song was very nice at the beginning are silent now, just clapping their hands blankly, giving warm applause to the singing children.

Fortunately, the children were singing nervously and did not notice the stiff expression of their parents, otherwise their young minds would definitely be hit hard.

"Where's my mother, it's finally over..."

When the students in the last class of the first grade walked off the stage, the parents in the audience wiped off their sweat secretly.

The school teachers didn't respond. They listened to this song every day, and their hearts had already developed resistance, and their ears were already callused. When this song played, they would habitually shut down their hearing, and then wandered into the sky. Think about your own business without being disturbed at all.

When the first-grade children happily walked off the stage, the master of ceremonies strode up and said to the parents with a relaxed expression:

"Thank you to the children in the first grade for their wonderful singing, and then the children in the second grade."

"Next, please give us warm applause to welcome the representatives of Class [-], Grade [-], to bring us a wonderful singing performance, and serve the country faithfully!"