After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

Zhu Yuanzhang used the grain to pay for weapons during the war, but Chongzhen only had gold and silver, not much grain, after confiscating the property. He had to use the gold and silver to exchange for some grain and some weapons, mainly weapons.

If you can spend money to ensure safety, then do so first. As for reform, that's something to do after you've saved your life!

Zhu Yuanzhang wasn't just a middleman here; he was also a middleman in other time periods like Tianqi. Li Yunlong exclaimed that he was an expert!

When the live broadcast started on Thursday, Li Yunlong and his team were still in the Chongzhen era, teaching these ancient soldiers how to use cannons, how to fight the enemy, and some basic tactics.

Li Yunlong patted his chest and laughed, "I never thought that one day Old Li would be able to teach people! My ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke!"

When Li Yunlong was teaching, he became very close to these people, but he missed his wife a little.

"The curtain of heaven is coming! The curtain of heaven is coming!"

"Mr. Li, the Sky Curtain has arrived."

"Mr. Li, please have a seat here. And Mr. Zhao, Master Wei, there's tea here!"

……

Because this was something the Emperor had ordered them to see, and it was relevant to everyone, they had to temporarily suspend their training. It was something that would only be discussed in the next few days, and Li Yunlong was happy to sit here with them, watching and talking together.

If it were anyone else talking about economics or decentralization, who would understand these things? But these experts speak so simply that Old Li can understand them all. He knows a lot of words and quite a few terms. If Xiuqin has ten or eight children in the future, he can brag about it to the kids.

Zhao Gang studied very carefully and even used a pen to take notes on the key points.

Sun Chuanting had seen too many soldiers with a roguish air like Li Yunlong, but he was quite interested in Zhao Gang, this refined and cultured soldier. However, he dared not underestimate him, as the man had just shot very accurately.

"Mr. Zhao, are you abandoning your studies to join the army?"

“No, that doesn’t count.” Zhao Gang didn’t mind and simply explained his task and responsibilities to him.

Sun Chuanting was surprised to learn that such a position still existed in some armies in later generations, and that this position was responsible for managing the soldiers' thoughts. Just thinking about it made him realize how beneficial this position was to the stability of the army.

Zhu Qinggu's figure soon appeared above the sky, and they didn't continue to talk about it.

Zhu Qinggu started her live stream. The weather was nice today, so she started the live stream from outside and greeted many people under the sky.

"Today we are still having our Ming Dynasty economics class. All the students have arrived." Zhu Qinggu turned his head, and the view from the sky also shifted. He saw groups of Tang and Ming Dynasty officials greeting each other before walking into the classroom.

People are still coming out of the time portal one after another.

Then came out Li Shimin, Li Chengqian, and others dressed in casual clothes, along with Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao, and others.

Then came the expert team from later generations, dressed in the same way as that day: white shirts, black suits and trousers, with buzz cuts and short hair. They were chatting and laughing, but as soon as they saw the students, their faces tightened and they looked very serious.

Everyone who sees them is a little intimidated.

Zhu Qinggu said something and quickly went over, grabbing someone to interview. It turned out to be Yao Guangxiao, the monk in black.

Yao Guangxiao smiled faintly, "I have gained a lot from taking classes with everyone. I can discover more loopholes from the perspective of people from later generations. I hope to gain more today than the day before yesterday."

He nodded and walked into the classroom.

Zhu Qinggu pondered for a moment, feeling that his words were so airtight.

When they entered the classroom, it was already quite late. Wang Mengmeng and the others had saved her a seat in the last row.

Zhu Qinggu adjusted the angle, gave an OK sign to the live stream, and then turned to that side.

So everyone under the canopy regained their view of the classroom from the last time they were in class, facing the podium. They could clearly see the people in front of them and the nameplates on the desks, and knew who was sitting in which position.

Looking at the clean and tidy classroom under the sky, Zhao Gang smiled and nodded, then shook his head.

Li Yunlong clicked his tongue, "When we no longer have to fight wars, all the children of China will be studying in classrooms like these... How wonderful that would be!"

"Haven't we already achieved this? It's just that we still need to work hard in this process!" Zhao Gang sighed. "Everything requires us to fight for it step by step; you can't rely on handouts."

Having hope is a different feeling from striving blindly. At least they saw the hope of success, but many more revolutionaries were buried in the ground.

Zhao Gang couldn't help but shudder at the thought that people from later generations would regularly visit the sky to pay tribute to the martyrs.

If one day he were to pass away peacefully, and smell the aroma of wine, and hear children singing in the Chinese language, he would know that the country is becoming better and stronger.

I would gladly die for this moment!

With his eyes closed, he imagined the colossal ships of later generations cutting through the giant waves, the planes taking off one after another from those ships, the rockets that roared with enormous flames and then suddenly soared into the sky, heading into the depths of space, and the submarines that constantly swam in the depths of the ocean...

Sooner or later, China, where he lives, will also possess all of these!

……

When the time came, Mao Hexuan began, "I'm glad to see everyone going back and starting to look up materials. I believe everyone has gained something from the last class. Today, we'll start with silver. Please welcome today's lecturer, Chen Mingliang..."

Mao Hexuan briefly introduced the achievements of today's lecturer, saying that anyone who can come here to teach these big shots must be someone of great stature.

Chen Mingliang was one of the younger ones among them, but his subordinates certainly didn't dare to underestimate him.

He came on stage with a smile, didn't introduce himself, and just opened the PowerPoint presentation so everyone could see the title—

The impact of silver monetization on the Ming Dynasty economy.

"Does this topic seem very broad? Yes, it is. Today, I will first briefly summarize the entire process of silver monetization from the historical background of silver monetization, and explain the impact of silver monetization on the Ming Dynasty economy."

They were still wondering what Chen Mingliang's style would be, and whether he would start with a prelude like the previous two, but he just went straight to it.

Getting straight to the point also has its advantages.

It's just not as vivid as the previous two. Just as they were thinking this, Chen Mingliang turned his head and started talking about something else.

"The monetization of silver is related to the lifting of the maritime ban. Zhu has already talked about why the maritime ban was imposed in the Ming Dynasty, and now we can talk about it again."