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Xiao Duo raised his eyebrows when he heard the familiar words. This topic was interesting. It was exactly about the failed compulsory education that Bai Ningwei had implemented in her previous life.

He had been feeling increasingly unwell recently, and was worrying about how to severely suppress Bai Ningwei before his death, so that she would understand that she should not have unrealistic ideas when in a high position. Unexpectedly, the opportunity came this way.

"Graded teaching? That's an interesting idea. How exactly do you want to do it?"

"I wonder if we can add a primary school to the Royal Kindergarten."

“Only one?”

Xiao Duo felt that this was wrong. Bai Ningwei should make a big push so that it would end in failure. Just running a Royal Primary School would not achieve the desired effect even if it failed.

Bai Ningwei hadn't expected Xiao Duo to actually support her proposal. She'd assumed Xiao Duo, familiar with her past life, would reject her proposal, and she was mulling over what she could say to convince him. Since the emperor agreed, there was no reason for her not to fight for more resources.

"Does Your Majesty agree to open a primary school outside the palace?"

I agree, but the quantity is a bit small.

"If we only have one outside the palace, wouldn't that mean there are too many people and not enough food, and we won't be able to take care of one while neglecting the other."

"Your Majesty is right. It's just that running a school requires manpower, and I don't have anyone."

Now she is just Concubine De, and her power is limited. Even if she wants to set up ten or eight primary schools, someone has to obey her orders and carry them out.

Xiao Duo also considered the difference between his two lives. Furthermore, while he wanted to teach Bai Ningwei a lesson, he didn't want to incur the additional cost. Thinking it over, the cost of two elementary schools was a good deal in exchange for teaching Bai Ningwei a lesson.

Xiao Duo left the primary school matters entirely to Bai Ningwei, waiting for her eventual failure. Unbeknownst to him, in this life, Bai Ningwei already had a certain reputation among the people for her work in disaster relief, and her arrangements for the primary school had also undergone a complete overhaul.

The imperial family had a six-year tuition system, while the private sector had a five-year free system. Private primary schools were sponsored by the imperial merchant Wang family and other wealthy businesses. Children learned simplified Chinese characters and were guaranteed job placements upon graduation.

This one point alone makes ordinary people desperately try to get a place in school.

She also arranged a small competition opportunity for the children of the common people, and those with excellent grades could go to the Royal Primary School for a year of training.

Not to mention that she said that by drawing on the experience of her previous life, the textbooks and teaching materials are more relevant to this era.

It was still a coeducational school, and this time no one would waste a place, and no one would ask for leave without reason. Children in Kyoto were proud to be able to attend school.

Building a private school takes time. The Royal Primary School was located next to the Kindergarten, but it was a bit tight. A teaching building was very necessary.

Bai Ningwei called in someone from the General Design Department to discuss this matter. A crystal curtain separated the small study. Someone from the General Design Department knelt outside the door, looking at the blueprint Cai He handed over. Then, a female voice came from inside the room.

"The Royal Primary School is too small. I'm thinking about building a two-story teaching building to increase the space so that the children can have a spacious learning environment."

"Your Majesty, your drawings are exquisite. If we build a flat-roofed house as you drew, the building height should be in accordance with the regulations. However, this style will be a little inconsistent with the overall palace."

"That depends on the ability of your construction department. Can you build the teaching building in accordance with the regulations and create an extra floor?"

"Your Majesty, take your orders."

The director of the Construction Department's Finance Department didn't consider the assignment Bai Ningwei had given him a problem. On the contrary, as an ambitious man with ideals, he wanted to complete a masterpiece in his lifetime, leaving a lasting legacy in the architectural industry and establishing a new school of thought. So, he accepted the blueprint, which had many problems, and prepared to go back and get to work.

After kneeling down to pay his respects, before Manager Jin even left Lingqi Palace, he bumped into a little kid. Realizing that this was the Third Prince, he immediately knelt down to pay his respects.

"Greetings to the Third Prince, may he be blessed with good health and happiness."

Xiao Qi was a quiet man, and he had no intention of acknowledging any strangers he met. Suddenly, a small wooden object fell out of Jin Siguan's sleeve, making a clanging sound.

Xiao Qi looked in the direction of the sound. It was a small, delicate wooden house, painted in rich colors. It caught his eye the moment he saw it. He ran over with his short legs, squatted down, and, sticking his butt out, he picked up the small house and beamed with joy.

The little hand was raised high for Qin Ma to see. Qin Ma knew that this meant Xiao Qi liked the new toy, and she gave a look to Jin Siguan.

Manager Jin understood and took out a small wooden bridge and a small pavilion. No one knew why a grown man like him would have so many small toys in his sleeves.

Only after the things were left behind did Jin Siguan escape. Xiao Qi ran back happily holding the new toy, ready to play.

When Bai Ningwei went over to take a look, she saw Xiao Qi already disassembling the toys.

Pick up a piece and look at it, you will find that the toys are made up of specially polished mortise and tenon structures.

Bai Ningwei had a deeper impression of Manager Jin. This man was quite cunning. It was obvious that he brought so many small toys specially for Qi'er.

She doesn't hate people who are good at scheming. As long as they do the right thing, she is willing to give them more opportunities.

Cai He made a special trip to the Ministry of Works to deliver Bai Ningwei's reward and praise for his appreciation.

Soon, the Jin Siguan came up with a new plan. Building a school outside the palace was easy, and building a two-story building wouldn't be difficult. The palace had height restrictions for buildings, so they could dig half a meter deeper, build two stories, flatten the roof, and decorate the corners. This would achieve both height and overall aesthetic appeal.

Manager Jin was probably encouraged, and this time the design even took into account the recycling of original materials. It is estimated that in addition to the time and manpower, the cost of building materials for the entire teaching building can be saved by almost 70%.

This made Bai Ningwei very satisfied. She liked those people who could accomplish great things with little money.

With Bai Ningwei's affirmation, Manager Jin was like a chicken with its blood injected. Every now and then he wanted to pay his respects to Concubine De and show her his ideas and creativity about architecture.

Bai Ningwei had to go to the Junior High School and the Purple Palace, so she wasn't always in the Lingqi Palace. When Steward Jin couldn't see anyone, he left the drawings there, waiting for the Empress to review and comment.

When An Jiu came to Lingqi Palace again in the dark after half a month, he saw his queen looking at the draft paper with drawings of various buildings.

"What are you looking at?"

"drawing."

Bai Ningwei wrote a word of praise on a picture of a building that looked a bit futuristic.

The so-called futuristic style, from a modern perspective, is a prototype of the neo-Chinese style. It focuses on simplicity without losing its identity, visual brightness with a touch of luxury, and the ability to create a changing view within a compact space.

Bai Ningwei sighed, truly one shouldn't underestimate the ancients. Just in the construction industry alone, there was a hidden figure of this magnate level.

An Jiu looked at the red praise on the drawing and felt unhappy. He had never received the calligraphy of the Empress, at least not in this life.

So how should he express it so that the Empress would write a word for him as well?