I am engaged in construction in Datang

Chapter 78 Compiling a Dictionary

"Brother, the prisoners made mistakes. Some of them planned it for a long time, and some of them were hot-headed. Like the soldiers of Tuyuhun this time, they were almost all forced to do what they wanted."

"I think that, apart from those who have been conspiring for a long time and have been sentenced to death, it is better to leave some hope for the other prisoners, so that they feel that as long as they actively correct themselves, they can live a good life as ordinary people in the future."

"And these books on ideology and morality are their chance to correct themselves."

"At that time, we will divide the prisoners into large groups of 60 people each. The 60 people will be divided into five small groups, each of which will be divided into two teams, and each team will have six people living in one dormitory."

"We select squad leaders from the six people in each dormitory based on the prisoners' performance. Squad leaders with good performance are promoted to group leaders, group leaders with good performance are promoted to deputy squad leaders, and deputy squad leaders with good performance are promoted to squad leaders."

"Get up at 1:00 a.m. in the morning, wash and dress for 15 minutes, then go for a run, eat after running, then go mining, eat and rest at noon, continue mining in the afternoon, and go to ideological and moral education class in the evening. Before class from Monday to Saturday night, each dormitory must send one person to share their experiences, and there will be a small test on Sunday, and the results will be announced in class. There will be a cultural performance every month..."

Li Shimin was already confused.

What is this!

This, this...if this is carried out, will the prisoners have time to think about escaping from prison?

Li Shimin felt that this thing could not only be used this time, but also in future prisons!

There are no more exiled prisoners in the Tang Dynasty now because Chang'an is short of manpower.

These people were asked to go to work.

If all these workers follow this method...

Yeah!

"Brother, I just said that prisoners are not necessarily guilty of heinous crimes. For those who are willing to correct their mistakes, we must let them feel light and hope, warmth and love. Let them feel that they still have a future, rather than dying in prison. Only in this way will everyone be motivated."

"So, brother, I don't support punishments like tattooing or cutting off the nose that are directly reflected on the face. This makes people's lives hopeless, and there is no difference between living and dead."

Li Yin sighed: "If someone is tattooed, even if they are released from prison, they will not dare to see anyone, and will not be able to survive, and will continue to commit crimes..."

Li Shimin pondered, in fact, not many people have tattoos on their faces nowadays, most of them are for serious crimes.

But what my sister-in-law said is right. People who have lost hope are the most terrifying. If they are death row prisoners, it’s okay. What’s scary is the kind of people who are not sentenced to death and are finally released.

"Hey... I'm just worried. What if the punishment is not severe enough and the rioters don't fear the law?"

"Brother, when life gets better, everyone will stop causing trouble."

"In the past, people would fight to the point of bloodshed over a chicken, but that was because everyone was poor. But if everyone was rich, why would they still be concerned about other people's chickens?"

"If the days are hard, no matter how strict the law is, it will be useless. Instead, it will force people to commit rebellion."

“There are only a few people who are restless at heart.”

Li Shimin listened and understood this truth.

The Tang Dynasty is gradually getting better. Even if it has only been a few months, the changes in Chang'an City are obvious.

Tomorrow is July!

The lotus flowers are blooming.

"Sister, I will bring you some lotus seeds in a few days. We can make lotus seed soup to drink. It will refresh you and relieve your indigestion."

"That's delicious, brother, remember to send more."

What Li Shimin ate must be extraordinary, so Li Yin took the opportunity to ask for more and let everyone in the village have a taste.

"That's for sure. Everyone in the village will have a share then." Li Shimin nodded. He was happy to give it.

"Brother, what is Yan Shigu, the young supervisor, doing now?"

Li Yin recalled something that happened a long time ago. She sent someone to deliver Pinyin to Yan Shigu and taught him how to learn it.

I don’t know what happened afterwards.

"Yan Shaojian is now in charge of the Tang Dynasty's official newspaper."

“???” Li Yin was completely confused.

"The Tang Dynasty's official newspaper is still being published now!?"

"..."Li Shimin was extremely embarrassed.

"Cough..." Li Yin pretended to cough. She only paid attention to the first two issues of the official newspaper and didn't have time to read the rest.

However, she seemed to have never heard the official newspaper being sold in the city!

"Nowadays..." Li Shimin was too embarrassed to speak: "Official newspapers are only sold to officials and their families."

"So that's how it is. It has become an internal organ!"

Li Yin thought this was not bad.

Today, Nuzhuang’s newspaper is affiliated with a fictitious official propaganda department. Half of its monthly profits are subject to high taxes, and the rest, after deducting costs and the workers’ deserved benefits, is shared by Nuzhuang and Li Shimin.

Now the only periodical in the whole Tang Dynasty with private shares is "Story Club". Sun Fujia has invested in it and gets 10% of the profits. This does not affect anything, and Li Shimin also knows it.

The weekly newspaper is considered a semi-official institution, so it doesn’t matter if the official newspaper is not published to the public.

"What is an internal newspaper?" Li Shimin was puzzled.

"The content in the newspaper is not suitable for ordinary people to read. It is a newspaper published specifically for officials to teach them how to govern and develop counties."

“……”Li Shimin was speechless.

This misunderstanding is huge.

The official newspaper does not have this kind of ideological awareness.

"Sister, is there a possibility that it is because..."

Li Shimin said with difficulty: "What if the official newspaper cannot be sold?"

“……”Li Yin.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Li Yin choked under Li Shimin's deep gaze.

She immediately changed the subject: "Brother, I wonder how Yan Shaojian is doing with his pinyin studies?"

"My younger sister wants Yan Shaojian to help compile the Tang Dynasty Dictionary."

Li Yin asked Feng Sanxi to bring the sample and then show it to Li Shimin.

Each character not only has pinyin, can be used to form words and idioms, but also explains the meaning of each word, and finally makes a sentence.

"Brother, if we had a dictionary and everyone learned pinyin, the people would never encounter unfamiliar characters again."

Li Shimin took it and looked through it with a serious expression.

"Such an important matter, my sister should have told me earlier."

"Haha, I forgot because I was so busy!"

……

After going through numerous hardships and dangers, the barefoot doctor manual finally reached the hands of county magistrates.

So according to the instructions from above, everyone started distributing the books, and each village had to keep at least two copies.

If you need the rest, you can buy them from the government. It’s ten cents per book, which is not expensive.

Qinling System, Zhong Nanshan.

Sun Simiao now lives in seclusion here, obsessed with alchemy, with only a few Taoist children serving him.

The trees cast mottled shadows, the breeze caresses the willows, and the years are peaceful.

Sun Simiao sat in the pavilion of a small Taoist temple, playing chess and drinking tea. The tea was brought by the people from the mountain to thank him for saving his life.

This is the tea produced by Liuweizhai, and it is a third-grade good tea, costing several hundred coins per pound.

The taste is indeed different from before.

"The black piece is sticking up, the white piece is leaning against it, the black piece is not moving well, the direction is wrong..."

Sun Simiao was deep in thought.

"Master!"

A little Taoist boy came in from outside the door, carrying dry branches on his back.

He shook the book in his hand and shouted at Sun Simiao who was under the tree.

"Master, when did you publish a book?"

Sun Simiao came back to his senses and saw his disciple put down the branch, walk towards him quickly, and then hand him a book.

Sun Simiao looked down and saw three lines of words:

[Barefoot Doctors’ Handbook (Inner China)]

【Author: Sun Simiao】