Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Guozixue, Taixue, Four Schools, Legal Studies, Calligraphy, and Arithmetic.

They are all affiliated to the Imperial College and are called the Six Schools.

During the Wude period, the Xiuwen Museum was built in Menxia Province. After His Majesty came to the throne, it was changed to the Hongwen Museum. It collected more than 200,000 volumes of books, and established bachelors to teach students and collate the books in the library.

When His Majesty was the King of Qin, he set up a literary museum in the Qin Palace to recruit talented people from all over the world and to compile and discuss classics. After he ascended the throne, it was not abolished and was set up as a provincial department.

This was the former Second Library of Six Studies, but since last year, His Majesty has promoted arithmetic to the Academy of Arithmetic Studies, promoted Li Chunfeng, Wang Xiaotong, Lu Zhi and others to the Second Academy of Arithmetic Studies, and followed the practice of the Second Library by appointing the prime minister as assistant Serving as a bachelor at the same time can be regarded as a solid claim to the title of "Three Halls".

In the Imperial College, there was a separate program of engineering and science. Among them, the doctoral assistants were all part-time by the Shaofu eunuch and the chief eunuch who would serve as eunuchs, which could be regarded as filling the gap of the "six studies".

These are really not news to the people of Chang'an. After all, this is the capital of the Tang Dynasty, at the feet of the emperor.

"Of course I know about the Six Studies and Three Schools, but I'm just used to it. Besides, it's public property and the saint wants to change his studies again!"

"Okay, okay...how to change it?"

The man named Hu Laosan took a bite of the mutton soup with the shortbread, and then spoke in a mysterious manner, but Ma Zhou, who was not far away, could hear clearly through the noisy sound:

"I also heard... that the saint intends to build two more imperial schools and recruit more students."

"How can we do more tricks? Can the ministers and ministers agree?"

"Hey, all the sons and grandsons of your prime ministers have gone to Guozixue. Who will go to Taixue to study with you? Wouldn't that mean you are desecrating your family background?"

"That's true, but there are only so many ministers of the fifth rank and above in Chang'an. If you add the Imperial Academy, you still..."

For the people of Chang'an, the education of their offspring has always been a problem. They can neither send their children directly to official schools like officials, nor can they afford to attend very expensive private schools.

Nowadays, the sage is conducting the imperial examination. Everyone knows that as long as he has the knowledge to pass the imperial examination to high school, he can parade through the streets and become famous in Chang'an, but he also has to have a place to study.

That's why the news about Hu Laosan aroused discussion among the locals in the restaurant. Even if their children cannot reach the threshold of Imperial College, it doesn't matter if they are discussed.

According to the explicit regulations of the Imperial College, students of the Imperial Academy should have descendants of the third grade or above; students of the Imperial College should have descendants of the fifth grade or above. Each of the other four schools also had thresholds.

These are only the Six Studies, not to mention the "Three Halls" with higher standards, especially the Literature Hall established by His Majesty when he was the King of Qin. Now, if you want to be among them, the only way to become famous in the world is to take it.

Ma Zhou felt the helplessness of the people around him to a certain extent:

He was born into a poor family and had neither the reputation to enter an official school nor the money to seek private education. In the end, he had no choice but to work as a retainer for Duke Lei Ze to make a living.

Because of this, Ma Zhou is grateful for his current life from the bottom of his heart.

If it hadn't been for His Majesty's promotion, he might still be living in gloomy drinking at Duke Lei Ze's residence.

If he hadn't taken the imperial examination, how could he have been able to win the hope of a famous family for three generations with ten years of hard work?

This is why he is now willing to follow His Majesty's orders to promote the restructuring of Imperial College.

Everyone in the restaurant was very excited when they talked about the official school, but when they talked about the admission threshold, they all became depressed.

After Hu Laosan finished eating the mutton soup meat pie, he finally wiped a circle around his mouth with the remains of the Hu Pancake pastry on the bottom of the plate, and then he said with a smile:

"But what if His Majesty decrees that all sons of good families can enter the Imperial Academy?"

"really!?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"How is it impossible? The saint has spent two years destroying the Turks first and then the bastards. He does not add any gifts but shows pity to us common people..."

"Hey, what does this have to do with you running errands in West City?"

A simple sentence stirred up a thousand waves. It was obviously just a piece of gossip, but because of this news, the restaurant was already divided into two groups, criticizing and abusing each other.

Ma Zhou watched quietly from the side until everyone on both sides realized that they were bored and dispersed, then he checked out and left with unfulfilled intentions.

As the New Year approaches, Ma Zhou becomes busier and busier, even though there is help from the Prime Minister behind him and His Majesty is standing behind them.

But it concerns the Imperial College, and His Majesty's emphasis on the imperial examinations is now blind. In a sense, the Imperial College students are the first to get the upper hand, so it is no wonder that there are endless objections.

However, no matter how busy he was, Ma Zhou would always take time to come to the West Market and try some grilled lamb, cakes and soup, or some filling snacks at noon.

The people wandering around the West Market were all ordinary people. During their chats after dinner, Ma Zhou felt that he could gain an additional perspective on the current dispute over the restructuring of Imperial College.

"Those three houses and two studios are probably just an excuse to collect money from the official school!"

"You haven't seen it yet, how can you say it's just a way to get money?"

"Even if it's not the case, you and I can't afford the cost of studying for a government degree. Do you really think you are rich?"

"If you don't say much, what's the use of learning arithmetic? Being able to calculate is enough. No matter how much you study, won't it be a waste of money?"

"Then you can still live if you can only speak but not write. Why do you still want to be literate?"

Ma Zhou turned a deaf ear and just raised his hand to signal:

"Staff, another bowl of mutton soup!"

As time entered the end of November, Ma Zhou, who was working in the imperial city and had not been out much, heard two more things.

The "field fertilizer cart" in Dunyi Fong accidentally tipped over, and a cart of "fertilizer water" accidentally spilled in front of the house of the great scholar Xu Jingzong. It was frozen before being cleaned up. It is said that Xu Jingzong did not come to court for three days because of this. .

There were rumors that the matter was related to Sun Wuji, the eldest son of the Duke of Qi, but Xu Jingzong dismissed it as a rumor, saying that he had no quarrel with the Duke of Qi and that spreading such rumors was the behavior of a villain.

For the people of Chang'an, even if this matter is not suitable for chatting after dinner, after all, it was the great bachelors and relatives of the emperor who spent their time over a cup of tea to polish up a version of the rumor that is full of love and hatred for the entertainment of people. It can only be regarded as smooth.

But soon another incident easily took away all the attention of the people of Chang'an:

Maritime merchants from Denglai came to Kyoto and offered thirty carts of treasures to the saints to praise their virtues. Afterwards, they swept through the east and west markets and loaded hundreds of carts with treasures before returning to Denglai.

Originally, this was not a big deal, after all, there was no shortage of wealthy merchants in Chang'an.

But the Denglai merchant did not hesitate to tell others that he was a sinner, but he went to sea in response to His Majesty's order. He accumulated wealth in one year, so he donated money to repay the saint's kindness.

This experience made the entire Kyoto agitated like never before. Everyone was talking about it in the food shops and teahouses on the streets. After all, everyone is a commoner. If the Denglai merchant can succeed, then wouldn't he...

Many people even regretted it. After all, in theory, Kyoto was the first place to post the order, but everyone at the time dismissed it. Unexpectedly, people from Shandong took the lead!

Many libertines are even more determined:

Instead of just spending time in Chang'an, it's better to go to Denglai and go to sea next year. Maybe you can earn tens of millions of dollars and come back!

Moreover, it is the East China Sea where there are many rumors. The Denglai Sea merchants can earn a fortune from the common people, so why can't we, the good people, find the Xianzhou Penglai in the East China Sea!

That night, many Chang'an prodigals suddenly had a dream.

In the dream, they were well-dressed, driving a huge ship through the wind and waves, playing with treasures full of treasures in the cabin. The shadow of Xianzhou Penglai was vaguely visible on the bow of the ship, but it was out of reach.

At this time, on a huge ship in the East China Sea, Liu Rengui carefully turned the thousand-step mirror against his eyes and searched patiently.

A bean-like red flame reflected in the Qianbu Mirror in the dark night, which lifted his spirits a little.

Without putting down the tube lens in his hand, Liu Rengui raised his left hand and pressed his palm down, then made a judgment based on experience and compared four fingers.

The adjutant who had worked with him for more than half a year understood the meaning of the direction and distance indicated in the gesture and immediately began to convey Liu Rengui's order.

The giant ship silently adjusted its direction on the dark sea, and then headed straight in the direction chosen by Liu Rengui.

Seeing the bean-like fire gradually becoming visible to the naked eye, and the dark outline of the island gradually emerging, Liu Rengui breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put away his thousand-step mirror, and carefully placed it in the silk bag on his chest.

Looking down and seeing the envious eyes of the Japanese standing next to him, Liu Rengui said casually:

"Messenger Inugami, now that we have arrived at the opposite island, the Japanese island is also in front of us. Your return home is near."

Inugami Otasha imitated the Tang Dynasty etiquette, crossed his hands and bowed:

"The general can come and go freely on the sea, which can be called a god."

"There is no point in returning home, but I just want to help the general achieve his goals."

Liu Rengui did not accept this trick and looked indifferent:

"Just keep your duty."

Inugami Oden's expression became more and more respectful, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

He did not dare to complain at all to the General of the Tang Dynasty in front of him. After all, he had watched with his own eyes how the general could easily control this giant ship to cut through the wind and waves and crush enemy ships. To him, this general was nothing less than a god.

He just missed his identity as a Tang person.

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty was quite generous. After reaching an agreement with the two envoys named Pei Shiqing and Du Ruhui, he moved into the mansion that night.

Every day he marveled at the power of the Tang Dynasty, and every day he marveled at the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

Especially after spending money to buy a Turkic slave, such days become more relaxed and enjoyable.

Facing Fan Shang, he could proudly puff out his chest and call him "barbarian" with disdain, seeing that the other party dared to be angry but dared not say anything.

Facing the victorious soldiers who conquered Tuyuhun, he would also crowd in Zhi Street and shout "Wan Sheng" together with the people around him.

He was intoxicated in this life until the envoy Pei Shiqing, who understood the Japanese language, came to visit again and said that the general of the Tang Dynasty was ready and it was time for him to fulfill his contract.

So just like when he came, Inugami Odasui once again led the delegation to leave Chang'an step by step and set off to "go" to the Japanese country.

Well, go to.

The Japanese kingdom was empty for thirty years before we knew Chang'an was our true hometown.

Inugami Odasui feels that he is getting closer to the Kami in his heart - isn't this homesickness a clear proof?

Liu Rengui was too lazy to guess what the Japanese around him were thinking.

There was still some time before landing, so he simply returned to the cabin and began to look at the map carefully by the light.

"Zhengze, have you arrived at the opposite island?"

When Liu Rengui turned around, he saw a sleepy Li Shihui wearing a fur robe and entering the cabin.

"Brother Maogong."

The two of them are both secret ministers of Ganlu Palace, and they are only five years apart.

Now that they are both in the Navy, with Li Shi's deliberate catering, the relationship between the two has quickly become familiar.

Because there were charts in the cabin, Japanese were strictly prohibited from entering.

There was no one else around, so Liu Rengui simply told the truth:

"The closer we get to Japan, the more uneasy I feel..."

But at the beginning of the conversation, Li Shi𪟝 over there was full of surprise:

"You were calm and composed when you commanded Ya Chuan, but now you are looking forward and backward?"

"It's different..." Liu Rengui wanted to argue, but Li Shixi directly pushed him aside and pointed on the chart with his hand:

"You and I set out from Laizhou in September, crossed the Bohai Sea to Baekje, meandered south to Jeju Island, and then sailed eastward. Now we are about to reach the opposite island."

"Our team has worked so hard, how can there be any reason to give up?"

Liu Rengui nodded slowly, but still had doubts:

"If this trip fails..."

A look of astonishment appeared on Li Shi's face: "Why not?"

"After all, it is common for military strategists to have their own victory or defeat..."

Shaking his head, Li Shi 𪟝 said seriously:

"Zhengzhen, if it comes to naval battles, I am not as invincible as you."

"But if it were a land battle, you would be far inferior to me."

Having said that, Li Shi did not give Liu Rengui a chance to refute, and instead said:

"Jeju Island and Duidao are good, and Zhengze's name is really good."

On the map, Jeju Island is located south of Baekje. It was originally named Jiluo in Pei Shiqing's records.

The opposite island where the giant ship was about to arrive was located south of Silla. Pei Shiqing originally recorded its name as Dusima.

The names of these two islands were originally recorded by Pei Shiqing based on his voice.

Liu Rengui felt that it was not easy to pronounce, so he thought that Jinghai, the naval commander of the Tang Dynasty, was to "relieve the poor" and renamed the two islands. Li Shimin expressed his "kindness" to this.

Seeing Li Shi's insistence, Liu Rengui stopped saying anything and nodded:

"In that case, we will rest at the island for a day before setting off again."

Li Shi𪟝 was full of confidence, but also a little dissatisfied.

The Japanese envoy recounted what he saw in Chang'an, in which he repeated the prisoner presentation ceremony several times, which made Li Shihuang yearn for it. After all, he was there when he defeated the Turks and captured Jieli last time.

But in the end, Li Jingjia defeated Tuyuhun in Qinghai Road and made another great contribution.

He invited himself to study as a seaman in Laizhou, but so far he has had no success in leading ships.

But the situation in Japan was different. Now that the leader was weak and the ministers were strong, it was a good opportunity to decide in a battle, and this battle was still on land, which was what he was best at before.

Liu Rengui was left to continue pondering over the map, while Li Shixi, who had lost his sleepiness, got out of the cabin again.

The sky has turned slightly white, and the situation on the island in the distance is more clearly visible. This is a strange but equally promising land.

Seeing that the general in front of him seemed to be in a good mood, Inugami Odasaru said carefully:

"General, after passing the opposite island, we will reach the Japanese country. Now that Suga's family covers the sky with one hand, why not sail at night like this..."

Li Shi shook his head:

"Since you want to be a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, why should you be afraid of the head and the tail?"

"Searching from above is called a conquest. Since the Japanese king is orthodox, the Suga family is a traitor and traitor."

"You should lead the warriors of the Tang Dynasty, knock on the front door to conquer the Japanese, destroy the thieves, and eradicate the traitors."