Farmer of Shu Han

After listening to Feng Shanchang's inspiring speech, the students who were originally rushing to make contributions were even more enthusiastic.

Among the students who started to march towards Chang'an City, some even began to sing loudly:

Severe wind blows frost and grass withers,

The muscles are dry, the bones are strong, and the horse is arrogant.

300,000 Han fighters,

The general also led Huo prostitute Yao.

...

Someone took the lead, and everyone sang along: "Meteor and white feathers are inserted in the waist, sword flowers and autumn lotuses come out of the box..."

There were no more than two hundred people, but the high morale was like the vitality blooming in spring, and even the peasants in the distance couldn't help but look over.

Feng Junhou watched them off with a smile on his face.

It's easy to say "Practice is the most important thing, and superficiality should be avoided", but it is very difficult to actually do it.

Otherwise, just look at Cao Wei.

Ever since Mrs. Cao's wife mentioned "avoid being flashy", Cao Rui even did not hesitate to offend the aristocratic family and the right to create a big flashy case.

If I remember correctly, after Cao Rui's death, Cao Shuang immediately reused the powerful children of the aristocratic families who were implicated in the Fuhua case.

After three generations, the so-called flashy style has not been solved in the three generations, and in the end it has fallen into the situation of personal death.

This is why Feng Yong chose to take the most difficult path, preferring to select talents from the children of Cangtou Guishou to train them himself.

He was also unwilling to choose those family members who seemed to be more helpful to him from the beginning.

A great man once said: After the political line is determined, cadres are the decisive factor.

Feng Yong hopes that these students in Tsing Yi will keep in mind the promise they made today during the three years of taking the exam.

Don't escape because of the cumbersome grassroots practice, forget your original intention, and lose your due vitality.

Watching the students start to enter the city, Feng Junhou also walked down from the mound, ready to follow the team back.

"It's rare that you personally send the students here this time, but what do you want to tell me?"

Looking back at Wei Rong who was following behind him step by step, Feng Junhou asked with his hands behind his back.

Wei Rong glanced at Secretary Zhang who was following Feng Junhou with some embarrassment, and said:

"It's been too long since I haven't seen the head of the mountain, so..."

Feng Junhou sneered and interrupted him directly:

"Speak human words, if you don't say it again, don't say it in the future."

Wei Rong was startled, quickly silenced, and answered carefully after a while:

"It's my mother who is worried about the adults, so she asked the students to take this opportunity to come and see how the adults are doing."

"General Zhenbei? He is very good. I have already asked him to lead the troops to pacify the Shangdang. The news came a few days ago that he has already passed the river."

Feng Junhou said calmly:

"So when you come back this time, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see him."

"Your Excellency, as long as you are in good health." Wei Rong didn't dare to say any more, so he could only mention another matter, "Before I set off, I also received a letter from my elder brother from Guanzhong."

"The letter asks the disciple to find a way for the nephew at home to see if there is a chance to enter the academy to study."

Hearing this, Feng Junhou looked back at him.

Wei Rong is the acting head of the academy, and he has a lot of mobile places on hand every year. It is not a big deal to allocate a place to his nephew (that is, Wei Chang's son).

But he mentioned this matter alone, not to show his fairness and selflessness, but to imply other things.

Feng Yong was silent for a while, and then asked: "Does your adult know about this?"

Wei Rong nodded quickly: "I know, this matter was written to my mother by the adults, and my mother told me in person."

Feng Yong didn't speak immediately.

So before Wei Yan set off, he sent Wei Chang over to show his favor in a disguised form. In fact, it wasn't just because of Shangdang's military exploits?

After walking forward for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"Go back and tell your mother that Old General Wei can be regarded as a person who was single-handedly promoted by the late emperor, and he has long made military exploits."

"As long as he doesn't make mistakes, no one will be idle and trouble him. Let her not worry too much."

The so-called one-day couple hundred days of grace.

Wei Rong's mother has been in the Wei Mansion for more than ten years, and Wei Yan has treated her well these years.

To say that they have slept together in the same bed for so long without any affection between them is to deceive themselves and others.

Feng Junhou kept Wei Rong by his side back then, except for his talent.

Maybe he didn't have the intention to prevent his mother from falling in love with Wei Yan for a long time and completely breaking away from his control.

After so many years of pillow blowing down, even pebbles can be blown under the bed.

Not to mention the benefits that Wei Rong might bring to the Wei family, and the huge temptation of adding military merits.

Even a lonely and arrogant person like Wei Yan couldn't escape Feng Guiwang's calculations in the end.

"Thank you sir!"

Wei Rong is not a fool, what my husband said is nothing more than a promise.

He hastily bowed deeply.

Feng Junhou didn't look back, and walked forward with his hands behind his back, with a calm tone:

"Thank me for what? Between you and me, why is there such a relationship?"

"The so-called master of heaven and earth, since I am your husband, can I still watch you fall into trouble and ignore it?"

After Wei Rong got up, he quickly trot to follow:

"The disciple was rude."

Feng Junhou then turned around and glanced at him:

"Just help me keep an eye on the academy, that's the greatest gratitude to me. If you leave the academy without permission this time and cause something to go wrong there, I'll see how I punish you."

Hearing Mr. mentioning this matter, Wei Rong seemed to have remembered something, his face changed slightly, and he looked at Secretary Zhang again, hesitant to speak.

His expression just fell into the eyes of Feng Junhou who was about to turn his head away.

Really something?

"It won't be long before you have to call Mrs. Zhang, just say it."

Hearing what Feng Junhou said, Secretary Zhang squinted at Wei Rong.

Good boy, so you were worried about me just now?

I don't know that my mother even gave birth to your younger brother?

It's really unreasonable!

Wei Rong felt nervous when Mrs. Zhang glanced at him like this.

"Well, sir, the disciple is here this time, and there is indeed something related to the academy that he wants to talk to sir."

"explain."

"When the students were passing through Nanzheng, His Majesty also called the students into the palace to specifically ask about the college, and at the same time asked the students to send a message to the gentleman."

"It is said that in the past few years, more and more students have been selected and sent from various places, so the palace wants to ask Mr. if you want to expand the college and set up a few more supervisors at the same time, so as to help the students."

After listening to Wei Rong's words, this time it was Feng Junhou's turn to squint at Zhang Xiaosi.

Isn't it up to you to spread the word about this kind of thing? Why did the palace let my disciples pass on the message directly? Isn't this clearly bullying him?

Zhang Xiaosi gave Feng Junhou a blank look:

Then you have to get in touch with me! Fortunately, a few days ago, I was afraid that you would not be able to handle it, so I rushed from Liangzhou to Guanzhong with all my might!

Heartless!

Even though he said so, Zhang Xiaosi actually complained a little in his heart, that his elder sister was a little too anxious about eating.

Even if the prime minister dies, the royal family is ready to take power.

But the college has a royal name after all, and the head of the college is still your brother-in-law, so are you afraid that someone will snatch it away?

She was frowning, but Feng Junhou opened his mouth slowly:

"The college should indeed be expanded. I remember that Xu Gong (Xu Ci) once said when he begged the emperor to restore the Imperial Academy: There are more than 30,000 imperial students in the Imperial Academy of the Later Han Dynasty."

"I'm not saying that the college can have 30,000 students, even if it's only 30% or 10,000 students, now I don't have to worry about not having any help every day."

Hearing Feng Junhou's words, Zhang Xiaosi's brows relaxed, and he glanced at his A Lang gratefully.

"And now that Guanzhong has been recovered, the Royal Academy may also move to Chang'an in the future. It is impossible to stay in Nanxiang all the time."

Feng Junhou pointed to Chang'an City in front of him, and said:

"It just so happens that you're here this time. Take this opportunity to reserve a good place in the city for the future academy."

Hearing his husband say this, Wei Rong couldn't help but "ah".

"Ah, what? I'm not joking with you. Hurry up these two days! Chang'an City is too dilapidated now, and it must be re-planned in the future."

"For such a good thing, you must be close to your own people first."

After passing the gate of the city, before Feng Junhou asked Wei Rong to take him down to rest, he once again told him not to forget about it.

Then he returned to the government office with Secretary Zhang.

After returning to the mansion, Secretary Zhang became very obedient, regardless of his fatigue, he took the initiative to squeeze Feng Junhou's shoulders.

Feng Junhou closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, and patted the position beside him:

"It's like this, sir, just sit down first."

Zhang Xingyi carefully poked his head over and saw that Feng Junhou's face was not unhappy, so he carefully sat beside him.

"Ah Lang, this is the first time I've heard of this matter, I really didn't know beforehand."

Hearing that Zhang Xiaosi's tone was not right, Feng Junhou opened his eyes and saw that she was sitting upright with her legs together, a rare obedient appearance.

It made him laugh:

"What are you doing?"

"Aren't you angry about the academy?"

"What can I be angry about? But it's true to say that I feel a little unhappy."

Feng Junhou sighed: "It's just that, again, today is very different from the past, the times have changed!"

"In the past, the Han Dynasty had only one state, and this school was just to send various stewards to the Xinghan Association."

"But after the great Han regained Liangzhou, unless they relied on the aristocratic families in various places, the imperial court simply didn't have enough manpower to appoint officials from all over the place."

"So it's a matter of course to take the test and select talents. And the students who come out of the school can be regarded as having a formal future."

"And this time, if we take over Hedong Guanzhong in Bingzhou, even if we send all the students out of the college, it won't be enough."

"In the future, it will be returned to the old capital. If this college wants to replace the former Taixue and send talents to the country, it is imperative to expand."

"In this case, if I still control the academy all the time, and the students who come out of it all regard me as their teacher, then all the officials in the world will not be all my students?"

"This is the way to take death, and it must never be done."

The most ruthless emperor's family.

The emperor became so cruel that even father and son brothers could kill each other, let alone a brother-in-law-although A Dou might not be so mad.

But Feng Junhou's ambition is not the position of the three thousand beauties in the harem.

"As long as the selection of courses can be made a national policy, so that scholars all over the world have a fair and just way to advance, even if I don't become the head of this academy, I have no regrets!"

As the saying goes, if you don't forget your original intention, you will always be there.

The purpose of opening the school is to dig the corners of the aristocratic families in the feudal society.

Now that he has the opportunity to completely break the intellectual monopoly of the aristocratic family, how could Feng Junhou give up halfway?

The royal family is now its natural ally.

But if he clings to the academy tightly and doesn't let go, the royal family will not say what opinion he will have on him.

If it were Feng Junhou himself, he would at least settle for the next best thing, supporting the other party to compete with the college students, or even suppress the college students.

Then, whoever wants the academy to perish the most is the most likely to become the enemy of the academy.

What's more, things are not so serious now.

It's not that you let yourself give up the position of mountain leader, it's just adding a supervisor.

And communicate with yourself in advance in private.

As the emperor, Adou's attitude is enough.

The most important thing is that if the royal family regards the academy as its own territory, the students who come out of the academy will become the main force for the selection of talents.

No matter how many aristocratic families the royal family offended, they would insist on carrying this system forward.

After all, in the eyes of the emperor, the students from the Royal Academy are his direct descendants!

Feng Junhou's thoughts are hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

Except for General Guan who can vaguely guess some, I am afraid that no one in this world will know.

Hearing this person's remarks, Zhang Xiaosi only thought that he was impartial and dedicated to serving the country, so he couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering.

Couldn't help but sit on his body, wrapped his arms around his neck, spoke softly, with a sweet fragrance on his tongue,:

"Alang, you are so kind!"

Feng Junhou obtained the body training technique that General Guan asked for from the heavenly girl. It needs to be practiced every day, and then combined with the prescription of taking it internally and soaking it externally.

At this time, spring is here again, and it is the season when all things flourish...recovery.

It is even more difficult to suppress the yang energy in Feng Junhou's body.

However, General Guan went to Tongguan for inspection these days, and Zhang Xiaosi took advantage of such a big loophole.

Feeling the plumpness on his thighs, Feng Junhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his hands were a little out of control.

Zhang Xingyi saw that this person was like an evil ghost, and immediately patted his hand coquettishly:

"I haven't finished talking yet!"

"You talk, I listen!"

"This concubine has actually been thinking about this all the way. I'm afraid there are other thoughts in the palace's expansion of the academy."

"What other thoughts?"

Feng Junhou asked casually.

He no longer has the mind to manage the palace's thoughts.

Anyway, I have been mentally prepared, no matter how much the royal family thinks, I don't need to care too much.

Most of his thoughts at this time were transferred to the feeling of his hands.

The beauty of a wife is beyond words!

Mrs. Cao is a playful person.

There was a blush on Zhang Xingyi's face, and her tone was a little hasty:

"Ah Lang also said outside that even if we pull all the students from the academy, it will not be enough at this time."

"So for this expansion, the palace probably wants to recruit more students."

Feng Junhou still didn't understand: "If it is expanded, it must be to expand the enrollment. What's wrong?"

"Do you understand or not?" Zhang Xingyi forcefully pulled Feng Guiwang's ghost claws away, and said angrily, "Where do the students for the expansion come from? Could it be that all of them have to be selected from schools around the world?"

Hearing this, King Gui finally stopped his hands.

"What do you mean, Mr. Xi?"

"Stupid! Do you think that Wei Yan's admission of his grandson to the academy is all his own idea?"

This time, Feng Junhou froze even his body.

"Sister, this is testing you. If you are willing to let Wei Yan's grandson be recommended to enter the academy, will the other nobles of the big man have to sit idly by?"

"And those aristocratic families, do they really let their children never enter the court?"

Feng Junhou frowned suddenly.

"Ah Lang, you also said that the times are different. The big man now occupies all the advantages of victory in the world, the Han Dynasty is thriving, and everyone in the world is a fool."

"Since the general trend is the selection of talents for the big man examination, everyone will flock to enter the academy in the future. If the royal family wants to balance the forces of all parties, it must also let the children of all forces come in."

When Feng Junhou heard this, his body was already a little chilly.

damn it!

People who play politics have really dark hearts!

Thinking of this, he squeezed the tenderness in his palm fiercely.

Secretary Zhang couldn't help but let out a groan: "You hurt me!"

Just at this moment, the door creaked open, and a small head with horns poked in:

"My lord, have you hurt Aunt Zhang again?"

Then a small hand stretched out and pinched his ear, and both voices rang out at the same time:

"Shut up, don't bother adults and Aunt Zhang as you said!"

Ah Chong's head was taken away, and his unconvinced voice came from outside: "If you don't let go! I will beat you!"

Then there was the beating sound of "bang bang bang".

"Sister, I was wrong, sister, please forgive me, my lord, save me..."

Feng Junhou and Secretary Zhang listened to the bustle outside, their eyes were relatively speechless.

Feng Junhou squeezed his hands subconsciously.

Secretary Zhang suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "Deng Tuzi!"

While talking, he got off Feng Junhou in a panic, and at the same time he didn't forget to slap Feng Guiwang, and then he started to tidy up his somewhat messy clothes.

Feng Junhou was stunned for a while, then rubbed his fingers subconsciously, what about the softness just now?

PS: I'm going to visit my father-in-law in Besie City tomorrow, so I may not be able to update it. (The author Ruo is secretly happy, and finally can be lazy for a day.)