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Chapter 712: The method of selecting talents through the imperial examination(1/2)

The banquet is over and there is some time for small talk. So according to the rules of hospitality, what should we do next?

Next, Liu Bei found a reason to introduce a topic and asked Guan Yu to lead his people to settle everyone down so that they could have a good rest for a few days.

The words were beautiful, but the reality was that Liu Bei hadn't figured out how to arrange the scholars yet, so he could only put them aside for now.

Jian Yong and all the Zhuozhou scholars followed Guan Yu out, leaving only Li Mengxi and Liu Bei sitting still.

Li Mengxi watched Guan Yu lead the people away and frowned.

Turning to look at Liu Bei, Li Mengxi frowned and said, "Mr. Xuande, where are you planning to place the scholars?"

Liu Bei didn't even think about it, "Just find a clean room."

"But...you know, Julu City is in a dilapidated state. The only house in the city is the City Lord's Mansion. However, the City Lord's Mansion has housed a large number of wounded soldiers and others, and the vacant houses are mostly used for storing supplies, but there are not many rooms left.

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After being reminded by Li Mengxi, Liu Bei realized the problem. Liu Bei quickly got up and went to keep an eye on it, for fear that Guan Yu had not arranged it well.

Guan Yu hadn't made any arrangements yet. Guan Yu took the scholar directly to [Junzi Camp]. Where was this Junzi Camp?

Junziying is a place where hundreds of literate and educated people selected from the Yellow Turban refugees stay.

Ordinarily, it is appropriate for scholars to stay together with scholars, but what is the situation of the rebel army? The rebel army is scarce in supplies, and Julu City is even more dilapidated. Junzi Camp is said to be a gathering place for scholars, but Junzi Camp is now only stationed on the left side of Women and Children Camp*

On the first day, I just taught the children in the Women's and Children's Camp how to read and write. The entire Junzi Camp was very shabby and simple.

Guan Yu brought a group of Zhuozhou scholars to Junzi Camp, specially made two good tents for the Zhuozhou visitors, and had the tents cleaned.

But when the Zhuozhou scholars approached the tent, they saw a simple manuscript mat spread on the ground. There was a pair of shabby quilts on the manuscript mat, and a pair of shabby quilts covering it. Several beds were like this, next to each other, such a simple accommodation.

When the scholars took a look at the conditions, their expressions did not look very good.

Guan Yu said, "Put everything in the tent. If you want to rest, you can take a rest or wander around."

All the scholars were carrying their luggage, looking at each other, but no one moved for a long time.

When he came, he heard that Liu Xuande had established a great foundation in Julu. When Jian Yong invited everyone, he also said that there was a lot to do in Julu. When the scholars came, they all wanted to be granted an official position and show their talents.

There was a bright future, but the current situation made the scholars feel cold.

The scholars were embarrassed to say anything. When Jian Yong saw that the accommodation conditions were really poor, Jian Yong couldn't help but call Guan Yu outside and asked, "Yun Chang, will you let me live here?" Jian Yong stared at Guan Yu and asked.

Guan Yu turned around and squinted his eyes and saw that the tent was fine. It was big and wide. When he turned around, Guan Yu looked at Jian Yong in confusion, "Isn't it good here? What's wrong?"

"This..." Jian Yong frowned and opened his mouth, "Why not find a house? Isn't it a courtesy to stay in this shabby tent to entertain guests?"

"Oh!" Guan Yu exclaimed, suddenly enlightened, and quickly explained, "Xianhe, you have just arrived, and you don't know the real situation in Julu. This Julu city has been destroyed by war, and there are many dilapidated houses in the city. There is no house to live in..."

When Jian Yong heard this, he couldn't bear it anymore. His eyes widened and he asked, "There aren't many houses in the city lord's mansion?"

Guan Yu was in a dilemma, "The city lord's palace has been used as a warehouse or as a residence for wounded soldiers..."

At this time, other scholars had heard the sound and gathered around. One scholar said, "Forget it, I'll just stay here."

Jian Yong wanted to win over the scholars again, but it was obvious that Guan Yu was also in trouble. When he was hesitating, Liu Bei and Li Mengxi came in a hurry.

Liu Bei is a man of sophistication and insight. When he saw Guan Yu and Jian Yong confronting each other, and saw the crowd surrounding them, he didn't need to ask. He just took one look and Liu Bei roughly understood. Liu Bei smiled and said to everyone, "Let's go! Take it."

After leaving, I have asked the soldiers to clear the warehouse, and there are plenty of houses, one for each person!"

Without waiting for the soldiers to hesitate, Liu Bei came over and even greeted the soldiers who were pulling him away.

At the back of the crowd, Li Mengxi and Guan Yu looked at each other helplessly.

As mentioned, the City Lord's Mansion is the only intact building complex in Julu City, and only the City Lord's Mansion still has a large number of houses.

But it is precisely because of this that these intact houses must be used even more. Supplies are stored in them, and seriously injured people who cannot stand the cold live in them.

Liu Bei led his men to the side yard, where the soldiers were carrying out packages of grain piled up in a side room and stacking them on the ground.

Hearing the commotion, a pale wounded soldier came out from the other compartment leaning on a cane.

Seeing Liu Bei, the wounded soldier smiled and said hello, "Mr. Xuande, when did you come back?" The wounded soldier's voice was very weak.

Liu Bei looked back and saw that the wounded soldier had a familiar face, but he couldn't pronounce his name. Liu Bei smiled and said, "I'm going back today. How are you doing?"

The wounded soldier coughed twice and said with a smile, "I've survived the winter, what else can't I survive?"

After saying this, Liu Bei's smile froze on his face.

He could tell that the familiar wounded soldier was not in good condition and his face was frighteningly pale. Maybe the wounded soldier himself had a premonition of something. He didn't even say that his injury was healed. He only said that he had survived a whole winter and he didn't die. He might be able to survive.

Go down.

This is like what a dying person would say.

Liu Bei thought of a few words of encouragement, but he couldn't say a single word.

At this time, the wounded soldier moved out twice more with his cane. He opened the door and saw a group of people carrying baggage outside. The wounded soldier asked curiously, "Mr. Xuande, are you the one who vacated the house?"

Liu Bei was absent-minded, "Huh?" he scrawled a reply, "Visitors from Zhuozhou are coming..."

The wounded soldier immediately said, "Then I'll move out. I'm almost healed. I won't have to spare food..."

Liu Bei's expression changed for a moment, then he put on a smiling face and said with a smile, "What's going on? There's no shortage of houses, so what are you doing? Go back to the house, move the food and make it full of smoke."

With that said, Liu Bei stepped forward and closed the door.

Therefore, why would Liu Bei prefer to spare the effort of food, when it is obviously better to spare people.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After a while, Li Mengxi and Guan Yu came, and they stood on the side and watched silently, watching in silence as they finally entered the house.

The food was moved out one bag after another with great pains, and it had already piled up a hill.

Guan Yu clasped his hands behind his back and watched quietly, and Li Mengxi also clasped his hands behind his back and watched quietly.

Guan Yu frowned and narrowed his eyes. After watching for a while, Li Mengxi also frowned slowly.

Guan Yu thought that this group of scholars from Zhuozhou could not even distinguish between fish soup and what kind of skills they had. Guan Yu did not bother to value this group of scholars.

As for Li Mengxi, he didn't look down on anyone. He just thought, what's wrong with the tents? Everyone in the army lives in tents, why can't people from Zhuozhou live in them?

After a long time, the house was vacated, and a lot of cleaning was required. The soldiers were very busy coming in and out. Then, the houses were divided among the soldiers, and the vacated grain was moved away and put away.

There was no place to put it, so I had to put it back in the car.

After all this busy work, it was already dark.

According to the rules of hospitality, dinner at night must also be a banquet.

However, both Guan Yu and Li Mengxi refused to go because they had something to do.

During the banquet, Li Mengxi was missing, and the scholars all asked where the young general was and why he was missing.

Liu Bei laughed and said that Xu was going out for a run.

The scholars all laughed.

Without Li Mengxi as the chef, there would be no sweet and sour fish at the dinner party. Liu Bei served everyone meatball soup, steamed buns, boiled many eggs and duck eggs, and cut a lot of beef.

The more things there are, the richer things are. But compared with the banquet hosted by Li Mengxi, the sophistication is far behind.

If we say that a banquet in the daytime is a banquet for the newly arrived scholars, the banquet in the evening is purely for eating. Therefore, not long after dinner, after the scholars had eaten, Liu Bei chatted with everyone for a while, and the scholars

The children said goodbye together.

The scholars left, and soon Li Mengxi and Guan Yu came back together.

When the two came back, Liu Bei smiled and asked them if they had eaten.

"Eat." Li Mengxi answered casually, then found a seat and sat down.

Guan Yu also took his seat, and after he took his seat, he remained silent.

At this time, there were only four people left in the house: Guan Yu, Li Mengxi, Liu Bei, and Jian Yong.

Liu Bei called to the soldiers outside the door and ordered him to close the door. It was cold outside.

Then, Liu Bei said to Guan Yu and Li Mengxi, "Yun Chang, Xi'er, come and sit down."

Li Mengxi and Guan Yu passed by.

The four of them sat close to each other, Guan Yu sat on the left, and Li Mengxi casually walked up to Liu Bei, sitting a few feet below Liu Bei and facing Jian Yong, who was on Liu Bei's right hand.

Liu Bei got straight to the point, looked at Li Mengxi, and asked seriously, "Xi'er, you've seen Zhuozhou come to surrender to the people. In your opinion, how should I grant the envoys to everyone?"

Li Mengxi thought for a while, looked at Liu Bei, and said calmly, "Of course, rewards are based on merit, and of course, people should make the best use of their talents."

Liu Bei was speechless when he talked about meritorious service and awards.

Liu Bei scratched his head and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Everyone is here, how can there be any meritorious deeds? How can we talk about meritorious deeds and rewards?"

They are not people in our army, but people who came to surrender. They are different from each other and cannot be generalized..."

Li Mengxi had no expression on his face, stared into Liu Bei's eyes and said casually, "Then you can make the most of everyone's talents. That'll be fine."

Liu Bei smiled and said, "Everyone is new here, and I don't know someone well. How can I make the best use of everyone's talents? So I'll wait for Xi'er to come with us to discuss..."

"Oh!" Li Mengxi exclaimed and blinked, "So Xuande doesn't know everyone's talents or their good and bad? Oh, you don't know, how can I know?" Li Mengxi replied angrily.

Liu Bei didn't hear Li Mengxi's displeasure. Liu Bei just scratched his head in embarrassment. Liu Bei, who was so embarrassed, laughed twice and said flatteringly, "Xi'er, you are always good at understanding people, why should you refuse?"

Li Mengxi shook his head and replied seriously, "Mr. Xuande is wrong, I don't have the ability to recognize people." As he said that, he moved his eyes to Jian Yong to the side and said word by word, "I do know how to recognize people.
To be continued...
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