Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

In today's prison literacy class, disciplinary committee member Zhu Gaoxu seemed a little listless.

As usual, he and Zheng He, two big men, sat side by side on the long bench in the last row.

Zheng He did not need to study, because Zheng He was capable of literary and military skills and had extraordinary knowledge.

Zhu Gaoxu didn't need to learn either, because he didn't want to learn how to interpret Chinese characters.

But Zhu Gaoxu has a hobby, which is to look at the people in the prison literacy class who don't study hard, and then give them a fierce look.

The students in the Zhaojiao Literacy Class are all ordinary people struggling to make a living on the streets. If they had not caught up with the martial law in the capital, they would not have been "lucky" to enter a place like Zhaojiao.

In other words, these are ordinary people who must be trembling with fear when being stared at by a nine-foot-tall man.

Zhu Gaoxu took great pleasure in this matter and directly improved the learning efficiency of the prison literacy class.

Jiang Xinghuo noticed something unusual about him, but the prison literacy class was coming to an end. As a conscientious teacher, he did not show it in class. Instead, he pointed to the two words written with charcoal on the board and continued sermon.

"Everyone can take a look at the word '国'. What can you think of from the shape of the word '国'?"

"Mr. Jiang, I know!" Face Changer raised his hand.

"Tell me."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the young man with encouraging eyes.

After two months of study, several people from the market have initially mastered the pinyin and writing of many commonly used Chinese characters through the "Pinyin Chinese Character Dictionary" compiled by him, and have also learned addition, subtraction, and not-so-complex multiplication and division.

This kind of learning efficiency is amazing in the eyes of Zheng He, who has been listening in all the time!

You must know that these prisoners who originally came from the market only knew a few words, or were basically illiterate at all.

Moreover, the intelligence level of these prisoners is average. They are not too stupid to be carved, nor are they very smart.

It was this kind of effective teaching for ordinary people that made Zheng He more and more admire Jiang Xinghuo's ability and the set of things he advocated.

With Hanyu Pinyin, we no longer have to step into the big pitfalls of using fanqie method to annotate characters. Ordinary people can also read. This is undoubtedly a matter of immeasurable merit.

Chang Lian'er said boldly: "The 'mouth' in the middle is like His Majesty the Emperor's palace!"

As soon as he said this, Mr. Deng quickly tugged on the child's sleeve, but Jiang Xinghuo signaled to him that it was okay.

After receiving Mr. Jiang's approval, he continued: "The 'one' below is the moat. And the 'ge' next to it, I think, is the army."

"Where's the outermost 'mouth'?"

"It's the city wall of the capital!"

"You said it very well, that's what 'country' means."

Jiang Xinghuo nodded slightly.

He originally wanted to extend his habit and talk about why feudal lords in feudal countries in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, would invariably build two walls in their territories.

Why do these two walls form a "sieged city" where the civilian class squeezes their heads to get into the wall inside, but the people inside are trapped in an isolated city to some extent.

But after thinking about it, Jiang Xinghuo sighed softly and gave up the idea.

As for the more pointed "home", if you take it apart, it means raising pigs in a house, and Jiang Xinghuo doesn't even want to explain it together.

In the feudal era of China, according to the core of the "Five Arts of Controlling the People" in "The Book of Shang Jun", the feudal rulers who changed the skin of Confucianism and ruled the common people from generation to generation relied on two walls and Are the troops here to raise pigs?

These things are too cruel for the students in the prison literacy class who have just seen the hope of a new life, and Jiang Xinghuo is not willing to point it out.

Jiang Xinghuo only hoped that they could learn literacy and arithmetic, and that after they were released from prison, they could rely on these abilities, which were still valuable among the civilian class of the Ming Dynasty, to live a better life. This was enough.

As for the darkness of feudal temples, Jiang Xinghuo also has subjects to study. Isn't there the unhappy second prince of the Ming Empire in front of him?

After speaking a few more words, Jiang Xinghuo put down the charcoal and wiped his hands.

"get out of class is over."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Jiang!" several students said in unison.

Jiang Xinghuo nodded and signaled them to go back and rest early.

After several people went out one after another, Jiang Xinghuo planned to ask Zhu Gaoxu what was going on today and why he was so absent-minded.

However, Face Changing suddenly came back, stuffed the things in his hands into Jiang Xinghuo's arms like a gust of wind, and then ran away.

Jiang Xinghuo was slightly startled when he looked at the things in his arms.

They are all small gadgets made by the students themselves, including a small bronze mirror that Xiao Wu polished off, a peace charm carved by Mu Leng for him, and a letter.

The letter was handwritten by Chang Ling under the guidance of Zhang Ling. The content was what Mr. Deng, the weight-weigher and the kiln-burner, wanted to say to Mr. Jiang.

The handwriting is crooked and even has a few pinyin substitutions. It is completely at the level of Jiang Xinghuo's kindergarten composition in his previous life, but it is written with great care, which shows his sincerity.

"Every time more dogs are slaughtered for justice, these people really remember Mr. Jiang's kindness." Zheng He sighed for a moment.

Jiang Xinghuo put these things away solemnly, and then looked at the two of them.

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu and Zheng He actually didn't know each other, and the other party had already confessed their identity to Jiang Xinghuo.

So looking at Jiang Xinghuo's strange expression, the two of them felt their hearts skip a beat at the same time.

"Mr. Jiang, don't let it slip. I didn't tell Sanbao."

Zhu Gaoxu was secretly worried that Jiang Xinghuo would expose his identity in front of Zheng He.

And why not Zheng He?

Under the guidance of Jiang Xinghuo, Zheng He has seen the opportunity to change the future that will stop in Africa. He wants to be the pioneer of the Ming Dynasty in the Age of Discovery!

But if this was accidentally revealed by Jiang Xinghuo, and he had confessed his identity to Jiang Xinghuo in advance without telling Zhu Gaoxu, the consequences would be serious.

After all, Zhu Gaoxu was about to be released from prison. If he casually mentioned it to the emperor after he was released from prison, the emperor would soon find out that he had confessed his identity to Jiang Xinghuo without telling him.

If the emperor became suspicious and influenced his voyages to the West, it would be unsightly.

So before Jiang Xinghuo could say anything, Zheng He said first, "Mr. Jiang, do you have something to discuss with him? I'm very sleepy today. You guys should discuss it first. I asked Lao Wang to take me back to sleep. Don't go back too late." It's late, disturbing Mr. Zhuo's dream."

"Oh, that's okay," Jiang Xinghuo said hesitantly, then pointed to the notebook on the table next to him.

"Take it back for me on the way. There is some content in it for the last class tomorrow."

Zheng He nodded, stood up, took his notebook and walked out of the duty room that was used as a classroom. The jailer Lao Wang was already waiting for them outside.

After Zheng He left, only Jiang Xinghuo and Zhu Gaoxu were left in the check-in room.

"Tell me, what's wrong? You've been looking sad all night."

Jiang Xinghuo calmly sat on the bench opposite Zhu Gaoxu and looked at his founding disciple.

"I encountered a difficult problem, and I had to ask Mr. Jiang for help."

Zhu Gaoxu scratched his head and looked at the teacher with a somewhat tangled expression.

Jiang Xinghuo looked back and took a cup from the table, and took a sip of water calmly: "What's the problem? Let me tell you first."

Zhu Gaoxu was overjoyed when he heard this. If Mr. Jiang dares to listen, he really dares to speak!

As a result, all the contents of the high-level decision-making meeting of the Ming Empire were sold to Zhu Gaoxu in this small prison duty room.

If Zhu Di knew about it, he would probably whip this stupid son to death with a whip.

Zhu Gaoxu told his teacher everything that happened last night...

Even though Jiang Xinghuo was mentally prepared, when all the things that happened in the palace cabinet were relayed to him through Zhu Gaoxu's mouth.

Jiang Xinghuo still felt a little unreal about the "Eight Strategies for Reform", which was all derived from his theories.

"I'm just giving lectures in prison for a few taels of silver, why do you all take it so seriously?"

Jiang Xinghuo shook his head and drove this idea out of his mind.

The deal is done. He is not someone who likes to escape reality. On the contrary, he is never afraid of any challenge.

Especially on "how to change the Ming Dynasty".

Jiang Xinghuo stared at Zhu Gaoxu's leopard eyes and asked seriously.

"So, Captain Yan who came to attend the class that day was His Majesty Emperor Zhu?"

Considering that it was not polite to call me by my first name in front of his son, Jiang Xinghuo changed his tune in time.

Zhu Gaoxu's mind was not on this, but at this time he knew that he had to confess everything to Mr. Jiang, so he simply nodded honestly.

"It is my father. The pseudonym he uses is after King Yan's surname, Yan, and his name is after defeating the Hulu, so he is named Yan Polu."

Hear this answer.

Jiang Xinghuo's heartbeat stopped for half a breath.

Fengtian Jingnan!

Move the capital to revise the code!

Seven voyages to the West!

Five expeditions to Mobei!

——Emperor Yongle, Zhu Di!

This legendary figure suddenly broke into his own world.

"Captain Yan is really Zhu Di, no wonder." Jiang Xinghuo took a deep breath.

All the mysteries of the past began to become clear in his mind like mist blown away by the wind.

Although he had made uncertain guesses before, when the answer was really revealed from Zhu Gaoxu's mouth, Jiang Xinghuo still had an uncontrollable and wonderful feeling.

"Zhu Gaoxu, Li Jinglong, Zheng He, Zhu Di, these famous historical figures from the Yongle era, all became my students. I really completely changed history to another direction, a Ming Dynasty that ushered in a different future!"

Jiang Xinghuo's heart was filled with unspeakable excitement.

Traveling through seven lives, I have suffered all the sufferings in the world and seen all the injustices in the world.

I thought that a small individual could not change history at all.

But this eighth life traveled to the Ming Dynasty, and finally changed the original historical timeline of the Ming Dynasty!

This also means that he will change the future of the Chinese nation that has lasted for hundreds of years!

Why do we, the teachers, teach?

For the three cardinal principles and five constant principles?

wrong!

For the sake of the king of heaven and earth?

wrong!

We, the teachers, do it for everyone in China to be like a dragon, and for the rise of the nation to no longer suffer humiliation!

Jiang Xinghuo clenched his fists.

Zhu Di, as the most critical person in the world to change China's destiny, his identity has been completely exposed in front of him.

What Jiang Xinghuo has to do is to use his ability to completely convince Zhu Di and guide the Ming Dynasty towards a future that can lead the world!

Who says the Renaissance can't happen in China?

Who says that intellectual enlightenment cannot happen in China?

Who says that the Age of Discovery cannot happen in China?

Who says that the first industrial revolution cannot happen in China?

Incomprehensible miracles of time travel have appeared in his body. Now that the situation is changing, how can Jiang Xinghuo not give it a try?

The road ahead is huge, but Jiang Xinghuo is not afraid at all, only eager to try.

Jiang Xinghuo had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but after Zhu Gaoxu finished handing over the information, he couldn't hold back his confusion and asked eagerly.

"Mr. Jiang, my father is going to implement changes. Although the newly divided North and South Zhili are both the territories of Jiufu, the conditions in all aspects are really different, and I don't know what to do."

Zhu Gaoxu had been thinking hard for a long time during the day, and he naturally knew that he could not involve a saint like Mr. Jiang who cared about the world in the dispute over the throne, otherwise Mr. Jiang would most likely not give him guidance.

So Zhu Gaoxu changed his statement: "Please ask Mr. Jiang to teach me how to better implement the reform. After all, you are the one who proposed these theories, and no one in the world knows what to do better than you. "

The thoughts in his mind temporarily calmed down. Jiang Xinghuo put down his tea cup and said slowly: "There are still ways. Do you remember "On the Destiny of the Nation"?"

"Well, of course I remember!" Zhu Gaoxu nodded.

Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a moment: "The Theory of National Destiny actually has four volumes in total."

"Four volumes?"

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned for a moment. He thought that the "On National Destiny" would be over after the third volume of Geographical Temples, Land Powers, and Sea Powers was discussed last time.

"good."

"In the agricultural era, this gap may not be solved." Jiang Xinghuo smiled calmly, "But your problem can be solved here."

"In the last lesson tomorrow, I will explain to you how the fourth volume of "On National Destiny" solves a main thread that runs throughout "On National Destiny"."

When Zhu Gaoxu heard this, his eyes suddenly burst with expectation.

Mr. Jiang actually has a way to ignore all kinds of natural and geographical differences and go against the will of heaven!