The three prefectures in Liaodong are really too small. No matter where you live, you can reach Jiang County by walking for more than ten days at most.

Among the scholars, those who are idle and wealthy are connected with each other, and gather in Xiangjiang County like the sea embracing all rivers.

In a room in the front yard of General Fuhan's Mansion, Liu Zhixing and Zhang Haiping were sitting together drinking tea. Liu Zhixing had a wry smile on his face.

Zhang Haiping looked solemn, sighed and asked: "Master Liu. Now that things have become serious, what are you going to do?"

"What else can we do? The soldiers are coming to cover up the water and the earth." Liu Zhixing sighed, put down the tea cup in his hand, shook his head and said.

"My lord, what you said is too easy. Do we need to send troops to suppress it? Most of these scholars have innocent family backgrounds and have not fornicated with the Mongolians."

"In the future, our Fuhan generals need to operate and draw fresh blood. They are the best source of officials. If we don't settle this matter, it will be difficult to do things in the future."

Zhang Haiping smiled bitterly and said.

"It's not easy to do, but it has to be done. Scholars must change." Liu Zhixing smiled bitterly, but his attitude was very determined.

Zhang Haipian looked at Liu Zhixing's expression carefully and had some guesses in his mind. Liu Zhixing was a deviant in the imperial examination.

He was smart and talented, but he only passed the examination as a scholar. He said that the status of a scholar was enough. What the world lacked was not a scholar or a scholar, but people who could do things.

So he learned the techniques of building cities, transporting grain and grass, governing the people, and military tactics. He even knew how to plow the fields and take care of the crops.

But no matter how deviant Liu Zhixing was, he did not dare to make these changes in the imperial examination.

But the only thing that could make Liu Zhixing have such a firm attitude was the order of one person.

General.

"The general is really a bold and resolute person. Even the imperial examination and Confucianism said they would intervene, so they intervened."

Zhang Haiping secretly thought that he was a little pessimistic about the matter itself. But he also praised Wu Nian's courage.

If he didn't have such courage, how could the general start with 300 elite soldiers and fight against the soldiers of 100,000 households in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty?

That's not something ordinary people can do.

Things got worse and worse, and finally it was time for Liu Zhixing to come forward.

This morning.

The spring cold was in full swing, and all the officials in the Fu Han General's Mansion were busy in thick clothes.

The matter of the newly recruited 60,000 households has not yet passed. It is a huge workload to send troops from Chu State and arrange for the women to start families on the spot.

Plus the transportation of grain and grass, weapons, horses, etc. for the 180,000 households of soldiers.

Now there is another one to establish official schools at all levels.

All these things were Wu Nian's idea, and the officials were busy running around without even touching the ground.

A large number of scholars gathered in front of the gate of the Fuhan General's Mansion to express their opinions on official affairs. Among them were not only young people with unlimited potential, but also many highly respected people.

Senior managers like Liu Zhixing had no choice but to come forward and summon representatives of scholars to come into the main hall of the General's Mansion to talk.

This is also the tradition of scholars.

In the State of Chu, the supervisors of the Imperial College often gathered together to express their opinions on the current situation, and even did some "rebellious" things.

Inside the hall.

Liu Zhixing and Zhang Haiping were sitting on the north side across the coffee table. Three people walked in from outside. One of them was Liu Cheng, a scholar from Jinghai County.

One is Li Yang, a great scholar from Nanhai Prefecture, and the other is Zhang Min, a great scholar from Guangchuan Prefecture.

Both of them are in their forties or fifties and have read poetry and books.

None of the three knew Liu Zhixing and Zhang Haiping, but they had been informed before they came in. Now seeing that there were only two people in the main room, it was easy to guess their identities.

Let’s not talk about Liu Zhixing. Everyone knows that he was the "Xiao He and Zhuge Liang" of Wu years. He managed internal affairs, had enough troops and food, and worked hard to achieve great results.

Zhang Haiping has been the prefect of Yingqing Prefecture for a long time and has a good reputation.

The three of them were very polite to the two of them. They bowed and said, "I have met Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang."

"No courtesy. Sit down." Liu Zhixing nodded lightly, raised his right hand politely, and asked the three of them to sit down.

"Thank you for taking a seat." The three of them cupped their hands together, then calmly came to the seats on both sides and sat down.

"I understand what the scholar means. Let me explain it to you three." Liu Zhixing's attitude was very low, he raised his head and said.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu, for taking the time to meet us. But forgive us for being rude, we want to meet the general directly." Li Yang raised his head, and although he clasped his fists in salute, it felt like he was coming from an unkind person.

"Yes. We have to meet the general." Liu Cheng was also standing by, holding his fists and saying.

Liu Zhixing and Zhang Haiping looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Okay. Everyone, wait a minute. I'm going to meet the general." Liu Zhixing nodded and stood up, then told Zhang Haiping, walked out of the main room, and went to the backyard to meet Wu Nian.

In the backyard heating pavilion, the charcoal stove was burning vigorously. Wu Nian asked his maid to make ginger tea and entertain Liu Zhixing.

The two of them drank ginger tea together and talked.

"Zhixing. What are the identities of these three people?" Wu Nian asked curiously.

"They are all honest and upright scholars."

"Liu Cheng, Jinghai Scholar. After the Mongolian Yuan people swept Liaodong, they sent people to lure him to become an official, but he did not agree. The Mongolian Yuan people asked him to take part in the imperial examination, but he did not go."

"Li Yang, a native of Ke County, Nanhai Prefecture. He never participated in the imperial examination in his life, but he was rich. He founded an academy and trained many scholars. When the national debt was issued, he purchased three thousand taels of registered national debt. He did not

He is not a foreign businessman even though he is doing business. But he purchased registered government bonds with no interest, which shows his support for the general."

"Zhang Min is from Hulin County, Guangchuan Prefecture. He used to be a civil servant. When the Meng Yuan invaded, he did not surrender and led his tribe to the mountains to resist."

"Five of the Zhang family's children are serving as officials. Three of them are working as civil servants in the army, and two are working in Guangchuan Prefecture."

"One person is still the magistrate of the county."

Liu Zhixing knew this very well and told Wu Nian in detail.

"They are all good scholars." After hearing this, Wu Nian nodded gently and his tone was very respectful. But the matter was difficult.

If these people had even a little bit of stain, it would be easy to deal with it. On the contrary, it would be difficult to deal with it if they were all white.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Nian said to Liu Zhixing: "Okay. I'll just meet them."

"Yes." Liu Zhixing responded, put down the ginger tea, turned around and walked out.

"How should I deal with these three scholars?" Wu Nian raised his right hand and gently pinched his chin, feeling a little confused.

But soon, he had an idea.

These three people are our own people.
Chapter completed!