A trace of whiteness in the east just appeared. It was just before the day was clear. A large number of scholars who were taking exams gathered in front of the Gongyuan gate of Shuntian Prefecture. The torches that were still burning occasionally made a crackling sound, making the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

This is probably the last provincial examination held by the Shuntian Prefecture Gongyuan. The bloody words on the wall outside the Gongyuan have already destined the fate of this courtyard.

Yang Shaofeng patted Yi Xiao on the shoulder, then Bai Geng on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Even if you let go of the exam, the ranking doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter whether you can pass the exam or not. I believe in your talents."

Zhu Zhanji said: "Don't listen to your master's nonsense. Take a good exam. Master can trust you. Master is still waiting for you to be able to pass the Jinshi."

Yi Xiao and Bai Geng nodded vigorously, and once again checked the things prepared in the exam basket under Yang Shaofeng's gaze, then bid farewell to Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji, and walked towards the tribute school with the other candidates.

"Time is so fucking fast."

Yang Shaofeng looked at the two students who walked into the examination room and suddenly sighed.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng with a confused look on his face and said, "What do you say?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "After the thirteenth year of palace examination, these two guys were still as thin as little chickens. Their heads were full of Ziyue Shiyin. Now they can command part of the project, and their physiques have become much stronger. Finally, they look like a Confucian gentleman."

"Stop!" Zhu Zhanji suddenly said, "No need to mention theories that you can't kill people and are not considered scholars. You don't think about it. Do other students have the same conditions as them?"

Pointing to the gate of the tribute court, Yang Shaofeng said: "Look at Yi Xiao and Bai Geng, what will happen if they two become officials?"

Zhu Zhanji carefully said, "It's almost impeccable. Although they are just scholars now, in terms of ability, they are not inferior to those juren, or even those newly admitted Jinshi, and only the knowledge in the classics."

Yang Shaofeng said: "Who in Yangjiazhuangzi School is not like them? Then, there are many talents like the two of them, and you can get as many as you want."

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "If it is really like you said, then from Hanlin to the Sixth Ministry, aren't they all students from your Yang Family Village? What should I do if the other students?"

Yang Shaofeng chuckled and said, "Other students? What's up to me? This kind of thing will make you feel better if you slowly get a headache in the future. Do you still have to pull me to have a headache with you? Besides, are you sure that the little guys in the Yang family farm want to be officials?"

Zhu Zhanji rubbed his head and said, "When you say this, I have a headache. If they really count it, they are all talented. If they are talented but do not enter the court, wouldn't they be left alone in the wild?"

Zhu Zhanji is indeed a headache.

The children in the Yang Family Village are very similar to Yi Xiao and Bai Geng. According to Yang Shaofeng, literary works can bring peace to the world, and martial arts can make the world clear, and all of them are good seedlings of the people who are willing to do things.

Now there are some older children from Yangjiazhuangzi School active on the construction site of Shuntian Prefecture. They follow the officials of the Ministry of Works to learn how to calculate the amount of materials, calculate the consumption of materials, and manually arrange the overall arrangements. At the same time, they also have to help the officials of the Ministry of Works.

In other words, these kids have already experienced some things that only the head of the Ministry of Works can do when they were studying, and they have the experience of directing large-scale projects. The starting line alone is much earlier than other juren and even Jinshi.

Of course, the situation in Bianshicheng is not so exaggerated, but compared with the schools in other places in the Ming Dynasty, although the Tatars and Oirats in Bianshicheng Academy did not learn enough of the classics and many other knowledges were not learned, they had to be much stronger in terms of calculations.

Looking at Zhu Zhanji's frowning, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but laugh, "There are one or two people like Yi Xiao and Bai Geng, who are geniuses. If there are hundreds of dozens of them, they can only be considered talents. If thousands of students are like them, then they are just middle-aged people."

Seeing that there was no one around, there were only the Jinyiwei guards guarding the Gongyuan and the soldiers of the Five City Military Command, Zhu Zhanji whispered: "What do you want to do?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "What are you not doing? I just don't like these scholars, so I will train more gentlemen like me to come out, and it will also be a training for you."

Zhu Zhanji said suspiciously: "No, I always think you are planning to start with the imperial examination - do you want to change the imperial examination model?"

After walking slowly for two steps, Zhu Zhanji became more and more sure about his thoughts and said, "That's right, that's what you think, especially when planning the capital, you once mentioned the establishment of schools and institutions such as research institutes. You started to calculate from that time on, right?"

Yang Shaofeng said: "Is this batch of steel newly made by the institute easy to use? Is the hydraulic machine tool that drills the barrel of the musket gun? Is the life and quality of the barrel higher than before?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "It's indeed much better than before, especially the machine tool that drills out the barrel, which is very useful."

Yang Shaofeng said: "Isn't that enough? You have seen the benefits of the research institute. This is just a research institute in engineering, without much support. What about the other research institutes? What if there is support?"

Then Zhu Zhanji left.

Zhu Zhanji felt that Yang Shaofeng was digging a hole for him. Even though he knew that he could not help but think about the things in it, he still brought these topics out. He probably planned to let himself write a memorial so that he could continue to lie on the construction site as a salted fish.

But how should I write this memorial? What kind of benefits of building a school? Or what kind of support should be considered as support? Or as Yang Shaofeng said before, from elementary school to middle school to university and then to research institutes? How should I calculate the Imperial College?

I have to lose my hair again...

He returned to the yard of Yangjiazhuang with a sigh. Zhu Zhanji just collapsed on the recliner in the yard and stared blankly. His mind was full of the children in the Yangjiazhuangzi Academy, as well as ordinary scholars and Jinshi, and those engineering research institutes that were first created, Zhu Zhanji had even more headaches.

A pair of slightly chilled hands pressed gently on Zhu Zhanji's forehead, and Hu Shanxiang's slightly cold voice also sounded: "Your Highness is thinking about a problem? Have you ever disturbed Your Highness?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just feel like I've been cheated by my brother again, and he has a big problem for me."

After thinking about it, Zhu Zhanji simply said directly: "You have always been to the school you go to in Zhuangzi, right?"

Hu Shanxiang nodded and said, "I have been with the Lin girl, but we are all in the school for a break. We usually don't go to the school to avoid disturbing the children's study."

Zhu Zhanji said: "The kid in Zhuangzi Academy is the one with the nickname "Stupid Donkey". Now he is on the construction site of Shuntian Mansion. There are also a group of civilians under his command. Why are the kids in Zhuangzi so powerful?"

Hu Shanxiang just nodded lightly, and then there was no movement.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but open his eyes curiously, looked at Hu Shanxiang, who had become much cheerful recently, and smiled and said, "Why are you talking nonsense?"

Hu Shanxiang pursed his lips and smiled faintly: "The kids in the farm are kids, and the kids in other schools are kids. If you really want to care about the difference between the two, you can only look for them from the teacher and the book."

Zhu Zhanji said: "The gentlemen are all the same gentlemen, but the books are very different. What do you mean is that the children in the farm are so powerful because their books are different from others?"

Hu Shanxiang whispered: "Brother and second brother have also entered school to study. I have read their books, which are very different from those used by the students in this village. In addition, the eldest and second brother have read books for many years, and they are the same as other students in terms of convenience and ability, and are much worse than those in the village. However, I think this is a good thing."

Zhu Zhanji asked curiously: "Why did it become a good thing?"

Hu Shanxiang said: "Your Highness and uncle are brothers who have become charitable. The children in this village can also be regarded as your students. As the saying goes, heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers, think about it, how many of them have taken? The greater their ability, will they help you?"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly reacted - the kid in the village treated Yang Shaofeng as his reborn parent, and he was their uncle and his uncle, so he occupied two! If... in the future... he would occupy the last three!

Suddenly thinking through the secret, Zhu Zhanji suddenly grabbed Hu Shanxiang's slightly chilling little hand and said with a smile: "You are a female Zhuge!"

Hu Shanxiang pulled back, but when he saw that he couldn't get it back, and there was no one around, he let Zhu Zhanji hold his hand, but he couldn't help but look a little envious on his face and said, "Female Zhuge? I'm so envious of the girls of the Lin family. Not only do I have good reading, but I also have good shooting skills, and female workers are good, if not cooking..."

Zhu Zhanji said: "Cooking skills? What's wrong with cooking skills?"

Hu Shanxiang smiled and said, "The girl from the Lin family is going to the kitchen to learn how to make soup today, but she burned the kitchen. She was so angry that she didn't want to eat lunch. Although I was not good at cooking, I wouldn't have burned the kitchen at least. Thinking of this, I felt much better."
Chapter completed!