Mid- Autumn Hunt.
To a certain extent, it was just a formality to let the people from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Rites know what the students had learned in the past year.
The most important thing was to get the outstanding students of the college to meet the people from the two departments first.
To put it bluntly, it was to let the people from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Rites record the top talents in their notebooks first and then report to the Emperor. After the imperial examinations three years later, the Emperor would personally check the papers of these people.
The High Scholars were basically selected from these people.
However, this was not necessarily the case.
This was because every year, there would be many people who were hidden away by the college for some reason. They would only be released during the imperial examinations to amaze the world.
This was also Zhang Feng's plan.
Now, there were so many people eyeing Chang 'an University and White Deer College. If these people were released at this time, what would happen?
The opening of the Mid- Autumn Hunt was similar to the sports events in the future. First, the people from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Rites would praise the Emperor. Then, they would encourage all the students and so on.
After that, the Chancellors of the major colleges would go up to give a speech.
Since the Chancellors of White Deer College and Chang 'an University were both Zhang Feng and this time, the Imperial College and Hongwen Guan were on the same side, things were easier to handle.
Originally, it was the Imperial College's turn to give a speech. Zhang Feng was prepared to study what these people were talking about. After all, he did not understand these things. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.
However, this time, the people from the Imperial College knew how to have fun.
The two deans stood up at the same time. They smiled at Zhang Feng and said, "We have long heard that Young Master Zhang is brimming with talent. Furthermore, there are countless amazing poems that have spread throughout the world. However, these are only one-sided. As everyone knows, as the dean of an academy and the chancellor, this is not only reflected in the Dao of Poetry, but also in the Book of Songs and etiquette. Although you invited the Four Great Confucians up the mountain, we do not know what methods you used."
"But if you want us to believe you, it's still a little difficult."
At the Hongwen Guan, a fat man wearing a white robe embroidered with a large character smiled and stroked his mustache. "Brother Sun, you're making things difficult for her. President Zhang is a newcomer. Oh right, she's a great Confucian scholar who was jointly recommended by the four great Confucian scholars. We have to be careful with what we say."
Cheng Chumo and the others who were listening below were enraged. They almost wanted to beat them up, but they were still firmly held down by Li Chengqian. He knew that these two grandsons were going to be unlucky.
Zhang Feng laughed coldly and patted Zhang Yuyao's and Jingshu's hands, who were trembling slightly. He got up and threw a punch at the two of them, as well as the two officials from the Ministry of Works and Ministry of Rites, who had been watching coldly from the side. This immediately made them frown slightly.
If this was any other place, it wouldn't have mattered. But where was this place?
This was the Mid- Autumn Hunt, and the people who came were all literati. This kind of etiquette was simply a kind of contempt for them.
However, the more Zhang Feng acted like this, the more the two people from the Imperial College and the Hongwen Guan smiled. It seemed that the more outstanding Zhang Feng's performance was, the better it would be!
Zhang Feng glanced at the two people and couldn't help but laugh.
When the two people saw this, they were even happier.
"Prince Zhang, Lord Zhang, Lord Chancellor, please. Considering that you're the youngest great Confucian scholar in Chang 'an and even the entire Tang Dynasty, I'll give you the opportunity to be the first to give a speech in this Mid- Autumn Hunt."
Zhang Feng asked with a smile, "May I ask who you are?"
The Imperial College's Chancellor sneered and said, "My surname is Sun, and my name is Yan Bo. I'm the Chancellor of the Imperial College, Grade Five!"
"Oh, Yan Bo, hello. Are you sure you'll let me speak this time?"
"…"
Yan Bo was stunned. He didn't know what Zhang Feng meant, but he still nodded and said, "Let's begin. Let's not waste everyone's time."
"Since Brother Yan Bo has spoken, then this humble Zhang will speak a few words this time!"
Zhang Feng waved his hand and said, "I'm sure everyone knows about the Chang 'an University and White Deer College, right?"
"The reason why I set up the college was to let the people of the Tang Dynasty escape from poverty. I believe that everyone has seen the incident caused by the locust plague. Let's not talk about what White Deer College did. These are all small matters. As long as it can benefit the people of the world, we'll do it!"
"Let's not talk about what the college did for now. Let's talk about …"
"Wait!"
The guy surnamed Sun couldn't stand Zhang Feng anymore. He hurriedly interrupted Zhang Feng and said, "President Zhang, this is the Mid- Autumn Hunt. Let's talk about the Mid- Autumn Hunt."
Zhang Feng curled his lips and said again, "The reason why I set up the college was to let the people of the Tang Dynasty be illiterate. What I want to say is that as long as you're not blind, you can see that in the Tang Dynasty, from the opening of the waterway trade route, to the emergence of the salt-making technique, to the trade with Zhenla, these are the foundations that made the Tang Dynasty grow stronger day by day. Think about it, what does a strong country need?"
"What it needs is more people who can read. Don't ask me why I want everyone to be literate. Look at how many barbarian merchants there are during this period. If all of us are the same as before, how can we continue to do business? "
"What does being illiterate mean?"
"It's a matter of a country's reputation. What does a strong country need first? Of course, it's national strength. How can a country's national strength be strong? "
"This involves one of the most basic things of Dao, and that is culture!"
"Culture is the soul of a country. If you want everyone to believe in you, it's not about how many troops you have or how strong your military power is, but how many literate people there are in your country."
"This is the face of a country. I've calculated it once before. The ratio of literate people to illiterate people in the Tang Dynasty is 100: 1. That is to say, only one person in a hundred may be literate. But this literacy is only in the literal sense."
"Why is that? It's not that they don't want to, because everyone knows that reading is the best out of everything. But now? "
"What do you see?"
At this time, the people in the field listened to Zhang Feng's words. They couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Zhang Feng was right.
When they came to study and learn how to read, wasn't it the same as what Zhang Feng said?
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