newbobooks Chapter 451: Is the Blood Shadow Pavilion really haunting?
Chapter 451: Is the Blood Shadow Pavilion really haunting?
Yu Shouren and other people who have broad minds in mind were shocked and expectant when they heard Ye Feng's idea of building a college.
They knew very well in their hearts that according to Ye Feng's idea, talents in the future Song Dynasty would emerge in an endless stream like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
“If the academy of the Song Dynasty can really be built, not only the Song Dynasty, but the entire Jiuzhou will be shocked.” Yue Teng was also excited when he heard Ye Feng’s idea.
You should know that there are only two ways of inheritance in the entire Jiuzhou. One is to travel far away, find a master, and become his apprentice to learn skills. For example, he traveled thousands of miles from the Song Dynasty and it took him almost half a year to reach Guigu Villa.
The other type is prominent families, who have a deep cultural heritage and pass it down from generation to generation through word of mouth, or they hire capable people to be their teachers.
"Your Excellency, the idea of building academies is indeed a good one. If we don't extort money from those aristocratic families, I'm afraid that with the financial resources of the Song Dynasty, we won't be able to support the expenses of so many academies for the time being."
Hai Ming still wants to plunder the aristocratic families.
"Master Hai, don't worry. As long as the Song Dynasty becomes more and more prosperous, the small amount of expenses for building the academy will be a drop in the bucket."
Ye Feng waved at Hai Ming. He knew very well that if he continued to tangle with them, he would not be able to explain too many things clearly. Time would prove everything.
By then, the second generation of those aristocratic families with better family conditions will inevitably choose to pay high fees in order to continue their studies in the academy, and then the money for the academy will come.
Ye Feng's idea was proven feasible in China in his previous life after countless practices. Those private schools did not charge tuition for the first 10%, and the tuition paid by the last 10% was enough to cover the entire school's expenses. The part in the middle was net profit.
"Your Excellency, the Principal of Jinling Academy, Zhang Ling, has arrived!"
At this moment, outside the court, a guard came in to report.
Everyone was a little surprised. Zhang Ling has always been very pedantic. The other party must not like what Ye Feng did when he came to the Song Dynasty. But now he was able to invite this person.
"Xuan!"
Ye Feng nodded to Wei Xian, and the latter's voice sounded. He saw a white-haired old man outside the court, and he slowly walked into the court.
Zhang Ling's heart was filled with emotion. Once upon a time, he was in this court, able to call the wind and rain and make decisions on the country, which was very enjoyable.
"Zhang Ling, the president of Jinling Academy, pays his respects to the king!" Zhang Ling walked to the center of the court and bowed deeply to Ye Feng.
"President Zhang, you don't have to be so polite." Ye Feng raised his hand and said without any extra words, "I summoned President Zhang to come here because I want to trouble you with something."
"If the Lord of Zhenguo has any instructions, just tell me. If I can do it, I will never refuse." Zhang Ling now admires Ye Feng very much.
When Ye Feng first came to Jinling City, he really didn't like the other party's personality, who was arrogant and domineering, and killed people without blinking an eye.
Later, after a detailed discussion with Ye Feng, he reformed Jinling Academy according to Ye Feng's ideas. The allocation of Wenwu Academy brought out the strengths of the students in the entire academy.
Some people were not good at studying literature before, so they turned to practicing martial arts, and their talents were revealed. Some of them broke through to the innate realm at a young age, and in time, they will become generals.
When everyone heard Zhang Ling's words, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.
They originally thought that Zhang Ling and Ye Feng did not get along, but they did not expect that from Zhang Ling's tone and expression, the latter admired Ye Feng very much.
"I plan to build a college in each of the seventeen counties of the Great Song Dynasty. I will leave this matter to Dean Zhang to coordinate and arrange the implementation. Is that okay?"
Ye Feng knew very well that if he wanted to build a college in each county, the most suitable person to be in charge would be Zhang Ling. Firstly, he had been the president of Jinling College for many years, and many officials had left his hands. Although he was not the prime minister now, he still had to give them the face they deserved.
Secondly, the teachers of Zhang Ling's Jinling Academy must have been found by Zhang Ling. Building an academy requires not only funds but also good teachers.
"Does the Lord of the State really mean what he said?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling raised his head and looked at Ye Feng with surprise on his face.
"Does Dean Zhang think I'm joking?"
Ye Feng asked calmly.
"Hahahaha... As long as the Song Dynasty has a king to guard the country, there is no need to worry about the prosperity of the world." Zhang Ling couldn't help laughing, with excitement appearing on his face.
Over the years, Zhang Ling has met many people who have come from thousands of miles away to study at Jinling Academy. If there are academies in various places in the future, more and more talents will be cultivated.
"Thank you for your trust, Lord Zhenguo. I will do my best to establish seventeen academies in the Song Dynasty." Zhang Ling said confidently, patting his chest.
“I am the only one who has a question. Take our Jinling Academy as an example. The instructors and teachers in the Wenshu Academy are relatively sufficient; but the number of instructors and teachers in the Wushu Academy is a little small.” Zhang Ling knew very well that those who could serve as instructors and teachers in the academy had to at least reach the late innate realm.
Such warriors can live freely and comfortably, so who would want to come to the academy to teach martial arts?
"Dean Zhang, don't worry. This matter is easy to resolve. In the future, in the army, injured soldiers who can't continue to fight on the battlefield can become instructors and teachers in the martial arts academy." Ye Feng had a smile on his face. It was just in time to arrange a proper place for these soldiers who dedicated their lives and youth to defending the border after they were injured.
"Zhen Guojun is really thoughtful. I admire you."
Zhang Ling expressed sincere admiration.
"Eunuch Wei, send orders to the county governors in various places, asking them to assist President Zhang in building the academy as soon as possible." Ye Feng said to Wei Xian beside him.
"As ordered!"
Wei Xian replied.
"Retreat!"
Ye Feng stood up and walked out of the court. The morning sun in the distance was about to turn into the scorching sun at noon. He walked to Qingya Pavilion.
Not long after the end of the month, Ye Feng arrived at the inner courtyard of Qingya Pavilion and smelled the fragrance of some food. He frowned slightly. Who was cooking in the kitchen?
"Is the Zhen Guojun back?"
Xun Zhiwen, wearing an apron, was walking out of the kitchen with a steaming dish with a smile on her face. Not far away, Yan Nishang folded her arms with a cold expression.
"Miss Xun, what are you doing?"
Ye Feng didn’t know what Xun Zhiwen was doing. Why did she suddenly start cooking?
"Oh, I was bored, so I just helped everyone cook. My cooking skills are not very good, I hope you can forgive me." Xun Zhiwen said with a smile, obviously a little embarrassed, with a blush on both cheeks.
"You're welcome, thank you very much!"
Ye Feng walked to the table and sat down. When he just picked up the bowl of rice, a cold light filled the depths of his eyes. He felt a breath not far away, and he felt very comfortable with that breath.
"Is the Blood Shadow Pavilion really haunting?"