It took two hours to finish a lesson, and after talking about history, he learned some "The Analects of Confucius", and Zhu Yijun listened to it with relish. Although he had come into contact with it in his previous life, he really did not learn it.

"Greatly send Master Zhang!" Zhu Yijun bowed to see Zhang Juzheng off, with a sincere smile on his face.

From the perspective of a later generation, no matter how many shortcomings Zhang Juzheng had, this person's loyalty to the Ming Dynasty was unquestionable. Perhaps some of the remarks and practices were inappropriate, and no matter whether they were true or false, even if they were true, they would be perfect.

Besides, Zhu Yijun knew very clearly. If a sentence is not related to the context and the environment in which he spoke, it is difficult to interpret the meaning of this sentence, and it is difficult to know the true meaning. Confucius' words can interpret a lot of meanings, let alone Zhang Juzheng.

Not to mention the explanation of finding faults and putting a hat on it. I have seen this in many future generations.

A book called "Dream of Red Mansions" can help you get rid of eight hundred meanings. The editors of later generations are even more inverted by black and white to point to a deer as a horse. Zhu Yijun doesn't believe that people of this era will be polite.

During his tenure, Zhang Juzheng did not use the emperor to command the princes like Cao Cao, nor did he dictate the power to dominate the rule. Instead, he worked hard to reform the Ming Dynasty and strive to prosper the life of the country. The last hope and light of the Ming Dynasty were absolutely not high.

Zhu Yijun came from later generations, and many of his ideas were different from those of the people at this time. He was not at all resistant to reform and eliminated evil deeds, and he was very supportive. After all, he was also prepared to do this.

Although Zhang Juzheng's reform had one or another flaws, it was enough to lay the foundation for his future reform. After all, he would build a capable army for the Ming Dynasty and make great contributions to the fullness of the national treasury.

As for the political struggle between ministers, such things must be done when entering the officialdom.

When he reached Zhang Juzheng's position, he no longer represented one person, but some people, or a group of people. Political struggles in later generations were inevitable, let alone the Ming Dynasty? Zhu Yijun respected Zhang Juzheng from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Juzheng looked at Zhu Yijun who was standing bent not far away, and felt very comforted.

After seeing off Zhang Juzheng, Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang Cheng and San Dezi beside him, and said with a smile: "Are you all gathered? Let's go over there!" After that, he took the people to the next door.

At this time, in the room next door, a group of little eunuchs were all standing here respectfully. They were selected these days, but they didn't know what to do.

However, most of them are excited. After all, the emperor chose them. Being eunuchs in the palace and being close to the emperor is the best thing. If the emperor is attracted to it, he will be able to reach the sky in one step.

Looking at the forty people standing here, Zhu Yijun nodded with satisfaction.

Not to mention the others, these people are very suitable for ages, basically at the age of fourteen or five.

"I'm here to ask you to do something for me, but I'm telling you the ugly things ahead. If anyone leaks the matter here, don't blame me for being ruthless. It won't be as simple as exile, I'll just take your head."

"If you don't have relatives outside the palace, it's fine. If there are any, your house will be searched, so be careful."

Forty little eunuchs were poured with cold water by Zhu Yijun's head, but they would not be scared to death. After all, there were too many eunuchs and palace maids who were a little careless in the palace. Although there were dangers now, it was almost impossible to do things for the emperor.

After looking at Sandezi and Zhang Cheng, Zhu Yijun said, "I know I can't hide it from you. After all, in this palace, you will definitely know what you want to know, and I can't stop it."

After hearing this, the two of them knelt down and kowtowed, cursing and swearing not to inquire.

Zhu Yijun didn't care. He knew that he had nothing to say. He might have a way to deal with these small eunuchs, but he had no choice for these big eunuchs. His ten-year-old emperor didn't make up for it.

"Okay, get up!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said, "I don't plan to hide it from you, as long as it doesn't pass it outside the palace." After that, Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said, "Go outside and wait!"

When Zhang Cheng and San Dezi went out, Zhu Yijun then spoke, "If you ask you to do things, then you must teach you the skills first."

"You don't have to do anything in the future. When you come here every day, you will say to the public that you study with me, but I will give you some calculations." Zhu Yijun said that accompanying you to cope with his mother.

Zhu Yijun didn't realize how long he could hide it, but a few months was enough. When the trouble started, he could move on to the next step.

"Okay, let's kneel down!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand, finished the lecture, and started class.

Zhu Yijun prepared a long table for them, and the back of the table was cushioned. Of course, it was not for them to sit, but for them to kneel down to the Qin and Han dynasties. They didn't dare to let them sit, after all, the emperor was still standing.

The blackboard has been hung long ago. Although it is not big, it is enough to write things.

The little eunuch didn't dare to neglect, so he knelt down on the ground, and Zhu Yijun also delayed and started talking directly. Today's main content is Arabic numerals, from 1 to 9, and then talked about decimal systems. This is not difficult. After all, the Ming Dynasty's counting methods are also one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, hundreds, thousands, and thousands.

The combination of Arabic numerals is the key, and the short answer writing and combination are the key.

Zhu Yijun finished speaking in one quarter of an hour, that is, half an hour.

The forty eunuchs were basically literate, and there was no problem with using a brush. After Zhu Yijun asked them to write several times, he left them after school. He also told them to go back and practice well and check it tomorrow.

After leaving the classroom, Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Cheng and San Dezi and said, "Arrang a separate yard for them, arrange good food, and don't let anyone disturb you."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Although Zhang Cheng was very curious, he didn't dare to ask and said directly.

"Emperor, the Imperial Concubine has sent someone here, please come over!" Zhang Cheng said again after he promised Zhu Yijun.

"Did you say anything?" Zhu Yijun was stunned. What did your mother ask for her to do?

Zhang Cheng hurriedly said, "Master Zhang just went to the imperial concubine's place."

Where did Zhang Juzheng go to his mother? This is considered a home visit in the Ming Dynasty? Before, when Zhu Yijun was studying, he was not going to be a good outcome, after all, he was not someone else’s child!
Chapter completed!