There are not a few big shots in the court who are as worried as Zhuang Chengyi.

However, the crux of the matter is, who dares to raise this question blatantly? Do you want to ask Zhao Huan in the memorial, what will we do after you die, boss? Aren't you afraid that after asking, he will take the first step?

Anyway, Zhuang Chengyi didn't have the courage, and Zhao Chen, who was not far behind Zhao Huan, also didn't have the courage.

Moreover, Zhao Chen is somewhat skeptical about the idea that the answer lies in the school.

Even if the school is indeed a powerful tool to open up class circulation, what happens when this powerful tool becomes available to everyone?

The court of the Song Dynasty did not have so many official positions to arrange millions, tens of millions or even more scholars, and the people also did not need so many scholars.

What should those scholars who cannot get placement do? Are there people who have thoughts that they shouldn’t have?

Another point is that the speed of information transmission is really worrying.

Let’s not mention places like Jiaozhi and Srivijaya, let alone Yunzhou or the Western Regions. The information transmission from Shuntian Prefecture to Bianjing is based on days.

Assuming that there is a rebellion in Shuntian Mansion, it will take three to five days at the fastest for the news to reach Bianjing. When Bianjing reacts, the fastest it will take seven or eight days for the news to be sent back to Shuntian Mansion.

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What if we change to Jiaozhi or Srivijaya, the Western Region or even a place further west in the Western Region? Wouldn’t it take ten days and a half or even longer?

Once this happens, the court's energy will have to focus on countering the rebellion. The next step will be to mobilize troops and generals, and transport weapons and food. In the end, it may become a chronic bloodletting.

Of course Zhao Huan is aware of these messy problems, but Zhao Huan is not anxious about them.

The technical difficulty of steam locomotives was not very difficult for the Song Dynasty, and the range that steam locomotives could cover was much larger than the range that could be covered by two legs or war horses.

Another important point is that radio and power generation technology are not too difficult problems for Zhao Huan, who has already had one experience.

In addition, the most important point is that Zhao Huan has never regarded the Song Dynasty as the Song Dynasty with one family name. What really makes Zhao Huan care is whether the meat can rot in the pot. For Zhao Huan

, whether the Great Song Dynasty flourished or the Great Song Dynasty fell, it was just a wave in history.

As for saying that there are too many scholars and there is no way to accommodate them, that is even more nonsense.

Silly thieves try every means to absorb outstanding talents from all over the world for their own use. Flower growers rely on literacy and popularization of nine-year compulsory education to get rid of the decline since the Qing Dynasty. Doesn't this illustrate the importance of talents?

Zhao Huan was never afraid that there were too many scholars and he could not accommodate them; he was only afraid that there were not enough scholars!

If there were really tens of thousands of scholars in the Song Dynasty, then there would only be one possibility: spreading to the people, which is often referred to as involution on the Internet in later generations. In addition, the industrial revolution after the emergence of the steam engine gave the people something to do.

Coupled with the expansion of immigration to Kangaroo Island, the mainland where the Yin Shang survivors lived, and the European continent, it is basically unlikely that the situation that Zhao Chen is worried about will occur.

On the contrary, it is possible to complete the great cause of global unification within a hundred years.

After suppressing these messy thoughts in his heart, Zhao Huan simply took Zhao Chen and others for a walk around the school, allowing Zhao Chen to have a general understanding of the social studies school before taking the group to the fields.

Go up.

Not long after the Chinese New Year, the willow sprouts have just begun to turn green, and there are already many busy figures of old farmers in the fields that have not experienced a few spring rains.

Zhao Huan quietly stepped on the ground under his feet. After feeling that the ground had not completely melted away the frozen soil, he smiled and ordered Zhao Chen: "Go and try it, try the feeling of farming."

No matter how much I teach Zhao Chen how to govern the country, no matter how much I tell Zhao Chen the truth about the difficulties of people's livelihood, it is just a matter of words. It is better to let Zhao Chen cultivate some land in person, so that he can

Know where the people's difficulties lie.

Zhao Chen did not refuse. Instead, he enthusiastically followed Zhao Huan's instructions and went to find an old farmer, saying that he was willing to exchange ten gold coins for an opportunity to experience farming.

Who hasn’t farmed before? Even if the farming during spring plowing is usually for show, then it’s no problem for you to learn from the old farmers in front of you, right? Anyway, it’s easy to watch them plow the land, so I won’t be tired after thinking about it.

Where to go.

But Zhao Chen didn't know that a degenerate scholar named Zhou Xun once said a famous saying, "It's easy to see others doing things, but it's difficult to do things in your own turn."

Only the surface layer of the land that has not yet completely melted appears to be moister. Although the ground below is not as hard as in the cold winter, it is definitely not soft.

Anyway, the result of pushing down the shovel is that it can only remove a layer of skin on the surface. If you want to shovel down again, you have to step on the horizontal edge of the shovel with your feet and push down. There are also many ways to apply force with both hands.

The skill lies inside, and the result of not knowing how to use force was that Zhao Chen quickly developed several blood blisters on his hands.

"How is it? Is it easy to farm?"

Seeing that Zhao Chen's hands were trembling a little, Zhao Huan walked over with a smile, grabbed the hand of the old farmer next to him and said to Zhao Chen: "Look at your own hands, and then look at his hands."

Zhao Chen Yiyan first looked at his own hands, and then looked at the old farmer's hands.

What kind of hands are those?

Compared with his own hands, the skin on the back of the old farmer's hands was thicker and darker, and his nails were much thicker than his own. His palms, fingers and jaws were covered with calluses with cracks and openings.

Zhao Huan let go of the old farmer, looked at Zhao Chen and said, "You have only been cultivating the land for a while, and there are so many blood blisters on your hands. Where are they?"

"There are no blood blisters on their hands because the blood blisters worn out over the years have turned into thick calluses."

"You know you are tired, and they also know they are tired. But you can relax, but they cannot, because they choose to relax, which means that the whole family may be hungry."

"Sow a millet in spring and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn. There is no idle land in the world, and farmers still starve to death."

"There are nearly ten million Dingkou in the Song Dynasty, but seventy-eight out of ten of them are ordinary people who bear the Dingkou tax, land tax, and corvee labor, and have to support their families."

"Now, do you know what the people are?"

"I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of foreign enemies, and I don't care about reputation. What I'm most afraid of is that the people of the Song Dynasty don't have enough to eat and don't have enough to wear."
Chapter completed!