Chapter 1316 Come out, song tomorrow

Jingnan is full of waste, and everything is on the right track. The 120,000 people who fled have settled down in Jingnan, and the Wuxi seedlings have also gone down the mountain to settle down. In just two months, the population of Jingnan nearly doubled.

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

Well-planned villages rise up from the ground, and fields that have been reclaimed are criss-crossing.

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.

After the firecrackers were burned out and smoke rose, there was a private school with three houses, and the plaque of the private school was covered with a red cloth.

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

Zhu Ping'an began to encourage students after the work-for-relief project was over and the common people settled down.

Education is the foundation.

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

Zhu Ping'an built a hundred such private schools according to the distribution of villages during the work-for-relief project of rebuilding his homeland. 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.

"Master of the county, please unveil the plaque for our Xixi Private School."

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

This old man with a white beard is the teacher of Xixi private school invited by Zhu Pingan. 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 Pingan nodded, and then stretched out his hand to greet Master Wang.

"That old man would have the cheek." Mrs. Wang said with a smile, and it was an honor for Zhu Pingan to invite him to unveil the plaque together.

"Old Master, please."

"The county honors you."

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

The people around 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 unveiling the plaque, under the auspices of Master Liu, Zhu Pingan led a group of subordinate officials and common people to worship Confucius, offered sacrifices, performed a series of opening ceremonies, and officially announced the opening of Xixi Private School.

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

"Master Wang, please speak." Zhu Pingan said gently.

"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, several discerning people from Xixi Village hurriedly set up the table and brought up pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Immediately, all the common people looked at Zhu Pingan eagerly, waiting for the magistrate to bestow calligraphy on them.

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

He is thinking about Zhu Ping'an. He is also educated and knows how to write poems and articles. It is not like a farmer doing farm work and just doing it. Writing poems and articles is delicate work and takes time to conceive.

During the Three Kingdoms period, the reason why Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps can go down 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.

So, Lizheng in Wuxi Village offered Zhu Ping a cup of tea with both hands. The intentional purpose of the hot tea was to give Zhu Ping 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 will be suitable for drinking after I finish writing." Zhu Pingan thanked Lizheng, took the hot tea with both hands, felt that the tea was hot, and put it aside casually.

ah?

Inscription first and then drink tea? !

Lizheng 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? !

Master Wang on the side was also stunned.

After putting the tea aside, Zhu Pingan 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 exhortation 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, preventing procrastination.

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

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

Song of Tomorrow

Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows.

I live for tomorrow, and everything is in vain.

If people in the world are tired of tomorrow, spring will come and fall will come.

Watch the water flow eastward in the morning, and watch the sun fall westward 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)