GBP Chapter 552: Into That Good Night
Chapter 552: Into That Good Night
"Get up quickly!"
"What are you talking about? Why doesn't the teacher understand?"
"When did the reforms led by the teacher target the family behind you?"
The clear conscience segment arrived as expected. The moment Zhao Zheng was called, he directly activated the puppet's pre-set emotional expression and answer framework, and then jumped back home to rest and control the system remotely.
There is no best answer to unpredictable emotions. Responding in a rigid manner is the best option Zhao Zheng can think of and give them.
"Saint Master, the reason you are leading the reform is to make it impossible for our family to hold official positions anymore, right?"
The saddest student asked the question first.
It is difficult for adults to change their minds, unless they have been working in related professions, such as craftsmen in the Ministry of Works, mathematicians in the Ministry of Revenue, soldiers in the camps, or even crazy Taoists who are obsessed with cultivating immortals and refining elixirs.
Otherwise, among the adult group, the people who are going to learn new knowledge, apart from them, will only be a very small number of individuals who are born to do this, who are extremely talented or extremely persevering but not stupid.
Therefore, the student group that Zhao Zheng faces in the new classroom he opened at the School of Humanities and Sciences is mostly teenagers.
Now all these students who come to beg for mercy are...
They are more receptive, have more blank spaces on the paper of life, and have more room for empathy in the personality column.
"When did the teacher say that your family would no longer be allowed to serve as officials? Where did you hear this rumor?"
"Students, what??? Rumors? But everyone's family says so, right? Teacher, you didn't...then why?"
Faced with Zhao Zheng's answer, the students at the scene, with tears on their faces, finally raised their heads, but the sadness beneath the tears had turned into surprise.
"From the beginning to the end, the teacher never proposed to stop any person or any family from holding official positions in the reform."
"It is just necessary to standardize the selection, assessment and promotion process of officials. In other words, as long as they are good officials, they can not only continue to be officials, but also move up to a higher level!"
"It's just like the teacher's requirements for your studies. Who works hard and makes progress or who progresses slowly, does the teacher have any bias in treatment? As long as you are serious about learning!"
Biased? Was Zhao Zheng biased in teaching them and evaluating them?
This question went back to the hearts of these students. Some of them always felt that something seemed wrong, but they couldn't put it into words.
Until I met Zhao Zheng's eyes.
Does it matter whether there is a problem or not?
Zhao Zheng, a recognized saint of Mohism, a man who established his own private school to teach the world and even the emperor came to ask for advice.
When dealing with these students, it can be said that even if they graduate, they will not be able to give back anything.
However, he never showed any bias from beginning to end, and even did not make any extra-curricular requirements on them.
Everything depends on their own choice.
Making a choice, especially a firm choice at their age, is actually a very difficult thing.
But this difficulty is also relative, and the scope of the problem is also relative.
Like simple right and wrong.
"Although the Saint Master's robes are not shabby, the robes of the head of the family/father/uncles are many times more exquisite than those of the Saint Master."
"When the Saint Master and the Saint Palace travel, they don't even have carriages or sedan chairs, let alone entourage. They only rent them when necessary. But what about the family? Even young people like us have several servants."
"The Saint Master's diet is also very simple. I often see him taking out pancakes from his pocket to fill his stomach. I only occasionally see him ordering a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup at a street stall to celebrate his breakthrough."
"How can the Holy Master be wrong?"
"The Holy Master is not wrong!"
"But......"
But in the end they all remembered that if Zhao Zheng continued to lead the reform, although everyone seemed to be in harmony now.
But once the interests of various parties are really touched, how big will the explosion be?
Learning has a future, and the future is still future.
So when Zhao Zheng asked whether it was biased, it was the turn of another group of students.
“But the Holy Master and the court officials are outside, and each has its own specifics.”
"The court is now thriving, with the Holy Master inside and the students' heads outside working together to assist Your Majesty. Isn't it better to keep the status quo?"
"Yes, Saint Master, now the whole world will soon belong to our Sun Moon Dynasty. Combined with the knowledge you have taught us, the true era of eternal prosperity will soon arrive!"
"Saint Master, the world map you gave me, the last piece of the puzzle, it is up to the students to work together to put it together!"
Humanity always tries to gently walk into that good night.
These students are no exception, and Zhao Zheng is no exception.
But at this moment, Zhao Zheng was not at the scene, and these students were not facing Zhao Zheng.
Instead, it is a puppet's body that carries his edited emotional expression and answer framework.
"The kings marched westward, and the news of their great victory spread throughout the world."
"But where did you get the world map?"
A body without a soul can also be without temperature.
Those students whose faces were clear except for frowns panicked instantly when they met Zhao Zheng's dark eyes.
However, those students who still had tear marks on their faces had some confusion in their eyes.
"Students! Students..."
"student......"
But they knew that being panicked or confused was meaningless at this moment.
"Get up, go back and review what you learned in class. If you have any questions, you can come to the Construction Department of the Ministry of Industry to find me."
After waving his hand, Zhao Zheng turned around and prepared to leave.
"teacher!"
"What if the students pass the exams?"
The student with tears on his eyes stood at the end in the second round of answers. At this moment, Zhao Zheng turned around and prepared to leave, and finally squeezed to the front.
Of course, the students in front have already hidden away.
"The spring breeze is blowing, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!"
"Don't forget to treat the teacher to a meal when the time comes!"
With a wave of his hand, the puppet did not weigh the pros and cons and quickly fought for the benefits within the framework for himself.
......
Zhao Mansion.
"Great! Butler Lian Jiu! Everyone in the mansion is busy at the Human Science Institute, wishing they could split up, but you're hiding here and enjoying yourself!"
Although Zhao Zheng had already worked out the basic introduction to those formulas, Chongning and Xiaoqing had also been exposed to them in the Zhao residence for such a long time, and their acceptance level was much higher than those students in the Academy of Human Sciences.
But there are geniuses among the crowd.
If you don’t prepare lessons and don’t help students understand some difficult-to-understand abstract concepts in a timely manner.
When someone raises their hand to ask a question, we can only discuss and learn together.
This is not what Chongning and Xiaoqing, two strong-willed people, want.
Furthermore, Zhao Zheng's position as the Minister of the Household was to handle both the Reform and the Ministry of Works. Although the Reform seemed to be just a name, there had been no actual action even after the new year.
But they still didn't dare to disturb them because the doorman was an old man and the other guards were also busy.
So there was only one butler vest left for them to ask for advice.
As time went by, the two people were getting closer and closer to Zhao Zheng's nature.
"It's good to have some free time. Doesn't having some free time mean that there's nothing to worry about?"
"You guys are so ungrateful for what you have that you have to find things to do."
"Our Zhao family is rich and powerful. If you don't enjoy it and he doesn't enjoy it, then what's the point of struggling?"
Xiaoqing and Chongning listened to this rough logic, looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Zheng's so-called enjoyment.
A throne, a bowl of fried beans, a plate of fruit, and a pot of tea.
He shook his head speechlessly.
He quickly brought two chairs and a table, took out the handouts and was about to interrupt Zhao Zheng's leisure time.
As for Zhao Zheng's rolling eyes, they were already used to it and simply ignored him.
Fortunately, there is an unexpected visitor today.
Bang!
The side door of the Zhao residence was pushed open.
"Uncle Zhao! Uncle Zhao!"
A familiar yet unfamiliar hurried call came.
"Young Lord? You! How did you get out!?"
boom!
Zhao Zheng's favorite little table was knocked over by him without him noticing.
boom!
Unexpectedly, the visitor did not answer his question, nor did he consider that Chongning was beside him. He just knelt down directly.
"Uncle Zhao! My father is seriously ill and the imperial physician can't help him. I can't find a tutor for the time being, so I have no choice but to come to the Zhao residence first!"
boom!
The next noise was not sure whether it was the visitor kowtowing again, or whether Zhao Zheng suddenly felt dizzy and fell back on his beloved armchair.
Or maybe they sounded at the same time.