Hearing this, Zhu Yijun was slightly stunned, then he smiled and said, "You're quite thoughtful!" After that, he stood up and said, "Let's go out and take a look. Let's go to the Zhuang School!"
In fact, Zhu Yijun's attitude toward the Zhuang School was very tolerant.
Education was always the most important thing for a country. This was something that could not be changed.
Zhu Yijun was well aware of the difficulties involved in promoting universal education.
The Zhuang School could be seen as a supplement to the primary school, a private school with Daming characteristics.
As for whether it would nurture the clan's fighters, Zhu Yijun did not care at all. In fact, such things were unavoidable.
In the Western countries in his previous life, there were many kinds of clans. It was common for clans to dominate a certain industry.
A perfect system was the key. Otherwise, it would be useless.
In the future China, although clans did not exist, there were still many kinds of family-style inheritance.
The father did it, and the son did it. The Japanese Empire called this the spirit of craftsmanship.
Zhu Yijun walked out of Eighth Liu's house and saw Old Master Liu at the door.
This Old Master Liu was in his fifties. He wore a green robe and dressed like a Confucian scholar.
After seeing Zhu Yijun and his group, he greeted them with a smile and introduced himself.
"We're some idlers from the capital. We're out for a walk in spring."
Zhu Yijun smiled and introduced them to each other. Of course, Zhu Yijun was just saying it casually, and Great Master Liu was just listening. Neither of them would take it seriously.
This Old Master Liu's name was Liu Kun. He was also a Juren.
"I heard that Mr. Liu built a Zhuang School. I'm very interested!" Zhu Yijun said with a smile, "I wonder if I have the honor to take a look?"
Zhu Yijun's alias was Bai Yu. He was also a young talent with a Juren title.
Liu Kun quickly said with a smile, "It's a blessing for Liu Village that you're here. This way, please."
Although he did not know Zhu Yijun's real identity, he was obviously not an ordinary person from his extravagance and bearing!
More importantly, Liu Kun recognized the old man behind Young Master Bai. He was Xu Wenchang.
In the past few years, Xu Wenchang's reputation had soared, and all of his deeds had been dug out.
Although Liu Kun didn't know Xu Wenchang, he had seen Xu Wenchang before. The moment he saw Xu Wenchang, Liu Kun thought of a possibility. This thought made his heart almost jump out of his chest.
However, Liu Kun didn't dare to say or ask. He only dared to serve her carefully.
As the group walked towards the Manor School, Zhu Yijun saw many people leveling the land. He was slightly stunned and turned to Liu Kun. "Is there anything that needs to be repaired?
Why are there so many people? "
"I wouldn't dare to lie to you. That's because the clan is building a pig farm." Liu Kun quickly said.
Zhu Yijun was stunned. "Pig farm?"
"Yes, a pig farm!"
Liu Kun smiled and explained. "It's a cooperative venture between the clan and Chen's Cosmetics. The clan provides the land and the pigsty, while Chen's Cosmetics is responsible for providing the piglets."
"The clan has a large population, and the land is limited. Farming can't feed so many people."
"Before the new year, the clan elders made the decision. Every clan invested in the construction of this pig farm.
Every clan has a share in the pig farm, and they will split the profits when the pigs are sold at the end of the year. "
Zhu Yijun nodded and sighed. He seemed to have underestimated the creativity of the Daming people.
Could this be considered a farming cooperative with the characteristics of this era?
Raising funds to centralize the breeding and development of animal husbandry, with the leadership of the clan elders. It was a good model!
As for whether they would be corrupt or bully the weak, that was another matter altogether.
At least this kind of system was good. It could bring everyone together to make money.
"I have to remember this. I can promote it!" Zhu Yijun reminded himself.
As he thought, Zhu Yijun pondered about another matter. That was the problem of imperial power not going to the countryside.
Other than the stubbornness of the clan, there was also a lack of low-level officials.
There were only a few officials in the Daming government. In the past, the county magistrate had to pay for the bailiffs.
There were only a dozen people in the county government. The imperial court couldn't afford to pay for them. Redundant officials had always been a headache. But were there really a lot of officials?
Thinking about the number of civil servants in the future, Zhu Yijun instantly had a plan.
Of course, it was too difficult to directly use administrative power. Seizing power was not possible.
In fact, the establishment of the primary school was the first step of Zhu Yijun's power. The teachers of the primary school had a high status in the local area. They were the mouthpieces of the imperial court and could help the imperial court to publicize policies.
The teachers who used to be civil servants naturally knew what to do. With the help of regular lectures, the local people would slowly get used to having people from the imperial court around them.
Seeing that Liujia Village was going to build a pig farm, Zhu Yijun felt that he could get a wave of veterinarians.
Anyway, the Ministry of Internal Affairs had established the Daming Animal Husbandry Department. He could get them to hire a group of veterinarians to promote these large-scale farms. At the same time, he could also promote the practices of large-scale farms like Liujia Village.
The other one that was easier to accept was the doctors.
Zhu Yijun had long thought of sending medical officers or setting up a village clinic. However, it was too difficult to train doctors.
Planting herbs was also a big problem. In recent years, the Royal Hospital had only opened two branches.
Zhu Yijun let his imagination run wild while the group walked forward. Soon, they arrived at the Zhuang School.
This Zhuang School wasn't big. The front was empty, and there was a row of six houses at the back. There were two more houses at the side.
There were trees planted in the courtyard, and many children were playing inside.
Zhu Yijun didn't walk over and didn't intend to go in to take a look. In fact, his schedule for the day had almost ended here.
Actually, there wasn't much meaning in looking at Liujia Village's Zhuang School. If he wanted to look, he would have to look at the primary school of the imperial court.
After walking one round, Zhu Yijun bade farewell to Liu Kun and the group started to go back.
Last night, Zhu Yijun didn't go to any of the places that he planned to go.
Xu Wenchang was still sitting in the carriage, drinking wine and eating dried meat. No one knew how much wine and dried meat he brought, but he still hadn't finished eating.
Seeing this, Zhu Yijun wanted to kick him out of the carriage even more. He was so hungry.
He was already so old, but he still drank wine all day. Wasn't he afraid of alcohol poisoning?
Of course, Zhu Yijun knew that it was useless to persuade him. In this era, dying drunk was definitely a rather romantic way of dying. It wouldn't be as tragic as in the future.
"You, do you think I did a good job?" Zhu Yijun was silent for a while and slowly said.
Xu Wenchang didn't speak, nor did he flatter like before. After a while, he said seriously, "Your Majesty, don't you have an answer in your heart?
Although I don't know what Your Majesty is thinking about, I know that as long as I follow my heart, it won't be wrong. "
"Even if it's wrong, the current Daming can still handle it."