In the eyes of the people, an emperor who was diligent was a good emperor.
In the eyes of the officials, an emperor who was healthy, smart, serious and had a long lifespan was a good emperor.
A woman's pregnancy was a job that could not be replaced by others. The heir of the country had to be born by the empress herself.
What accidents happened during childbirth? Dystocia, hemorrhage, suffocation of the child, death of the mother …
The emperor that they had raised for more than 10 years was gone just like that …
How much pain would the officials feel?
In her previous life, Jiang Pengji was obstructed by so many officials. The most fundamental reason was not that they thought it was bad for a woman to be the empress … After all, the devil sitting at the top had fought his way out of chaos. How could the officials care so much about the succession of the royal family … The reason why they objected was for the sake of the stability of the country. Changing emperors frequently was harmful! Medical technology in ancient times was not advanced enough. Many children would die prematurely if they had a headache or fever. It was dangerous and time-consuming for the empress to give birth. The efficiency of childbirth was also a flaw.
She had never considered it before, but the problem was in front of her. She had to consider it.
Qi Chaolan thought about it seriously. The problem that Huang Song mentioned was indeed difficult to solve.
"Then …"
She was about to speak when Huang Song interrupted her, "Her temperament is like this. As long as she's around, no one can change her mind."
No matter what outsiders said about the daughter, would Jiang Pengji listen to them?
Huang Song was also happy to watch the show. If the daughter was really set as the heir, he would benefit from it. There was no reason for him to object.
Qi Chaolan said, "Today, we should also make thorough preparations."
The preparation she was talking about was naturally to raise her daughter like a son. The education that she should receive must not be neglected at all.
Huang Song nodded and suddenly thought of his two sons' examination results.
He had suffered for the entire afternoon. If the two boys did not pass, wouldn't it be embarrassing for him?
"What's the result of the entrance examination of Jinlin Academy in the afternoon?"
Qi Chaolan smiled and said, "This Jinlin Academy is far better than what the outside world says. Even the family schools of the noble families can't compare to it."
Initially, she wanted to be thick-skinned and plead with her parents to at least let her child attend the clan school, so as not to delay his enlightenment. Who asked her to not be able to find a decent teacher in the entire Xiangyang District? When she visited the Golden Scale Academy by chance, she was moved and insisted on sending her child here.
The two children worked hard. Their brains were better than their father's and they easily passed the entrance examination.
Huang Song was surprised. "That good?"
The gentry clans all revered the clan's school, and they rarely looked at the private schools outside. However, his wife was full of praises for this private school, the Golden Scale Academy.
Qi Chaolan explained the difference in detail.
It was good for the clan to have good academics, but the atmosphere was also bad. Most importantly, some of the children of the poor families in the clan could still go to school.
Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can dig holes.
Children from poor families always had some disgusting habits. Some didn't like to study and liked to form gangs to bully others.
No matter if it was knowledge or upbringing, they could never compare to the children of the clansmen who had been brought up by a particular family.
Because of these reasons, the teachers of the family would rarely be strict with their students. Naturally, the bad habits of the children could not be quickly corrected.
Lady Qi had just learned that the children of the Golden Scale Academy were the orphans of the fallen soldiers, so she was somewhat reluctant.
After taking a closer look, she realized that what she saw was very different from what she had imagined.
If one didn't get to the bottom of the matter, who would know that those adorable and well-mannered children in the academy all came from commoner families?
She didn't know that the Golden Scale Academy was now implementing full-time education.
Except for a few "second generations" who could attend day school and had special privileges, most of the children were in school. There was also an additional language etiquette course in the curriculum.
This change was made because someone found that the children used the unbearable words "f * ck your mother" to scold others during arguments.
Where did he learn this vocabulary from?
Naturally, it was learned from the quarrel between the neighbors when the children went home to live temporarily.
Although it was a small matter, for those great scholars who regarded the Golden Scale Academy as their painstaking effort, it was naturally disgusting.
The great scholars who were deeply rooted in the theory of lineage thought that it was the children's lineage that was causing trouble.
A hot-tempered scholar lost his temper on the spot. He deeply felt that the Golden Scale Academy should not recruit students from commoner families.
The Academy provided the best education. Which Headmaster of the Academy was not a famous scholar with a reputation outside?
With such abundant resources, even a sow could bow and salute, but the students they taught actually scolded people "f * ck your mother"?
Hopeless!
However, Master Yuanjing felt that the children's lineage was not the most important. The most important thing was the influence of the environment around them.
To teach children well, they should isolate the harmful environment and work hard to create an atmosphere suitable for learning for the students.
If not, why would Mencius's mother move three times?
Master Yuanjing's combat power was indeed not just for show. He alone suppressed all the opposing voices.
Due to Master Yuanjing's status in the education world, the great scholar could only bear with it.
The group of people discussed urgently again and finally finalized the rules. The children who entered the academy could stay at home for seven days in half a year (a semester). The parents could visit the children for half a day every month to avoid alienation. If there were special matters at home, they could ask for temporary leave.
In addition, the students must live in the academy for a long time!
After one or two years, the atmosphere was indeed better than before. The children studied seriously, and the great scholars who had some grudges were satisfied.
Those nitpicky great scholars with obsessive-compulsive disorder could be satisfied, so naturally, Lady Qi was also satisfied.
"Yes, so I let the children take the exam, and in the end, they even got two places."
The only thing that made Qi Chaolan reluctant was the academy's boarding system. The parents could only see the children once a month, which made it seem like a visit to a prisoner.
Huang Song smiled and said, "You are indeed the child of Lan 'er. You are indeed capable."
Qi Chaolan rolled her eyes at him in amusement.
Aristocratic families generally raised their daughters well. Although the teaching was also strict, the content was biased.
If they wanted to have the right to train their daughter to become an official, the matter of enlightenment should also be put on the agenda.
The couple was worried about this matter. In the end, Huang Song thought of a solution. He threw his daughter to Feng Jue.
Feng Jue was speechless.
Did he think he was a master?!
Huang Song was not a fool. He knew that Cheng Jing was sent to Master Yuanjing's side. He would most likely be arrested.
Feng Jue was thrown to his father, Feng Ren. He still had the same temperament. He was definitely an idle person. When he had nothing to do, he would raise his daughter.
If Feng Jue knew his thoughts, he would definitely want to beat him to death.
However, Huang Song's acting skills were comparable to Jiang Pengji's, and Feng Jue felt a faint sense of guilt towards him.
In the end, he still became the teacher of Huang Song's daughter.
"Both father and daughter are worrisome."
Feng Jue let out a long sigh. Teach the child to pass the time.
Huang Song's analysis was not unreasonable. If he trained his daughter here, she would still be able to do well in the imperial court in the future.
"Don't let the master down."
Patting the three-year-old girl's head, she nodded seriously.
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