Chapter 33: Ambition

Cao Chong did not accept Zhou Buyi's words, but said to Dian Man: "Ziqian, when did you learn to savor poetry? Did you teach Yuan Zhi or learn from Cai?"

"It was taught by Mr. Zijian." Dian Man blushed and said embarrassedly.

"It's him, no wonder you followed him to help when you were off some time ago." Cao Chong suddenly realized that if it was Cao Zhi, he believed that although Cao Zhi was not as famous as in history, his literary talent gradually showed up. In front of Cai, Cao Zhi was obviously the most favored by Cai. Unlike Cao Chong, although there are often amazing sentences, he is always worse than Cao Zhi, and his speed of writing poetry is also much worse. Of course, Cao Chong has to search for it, which is certainly incomparable to Cao Zhi, who produces and sells it by himself. Because of this, Cao Chong has always said that he only studies history but not literature, so there is naturally an element of avoiding making a fool of himself.

"Young Master Zijian said that when he got the printing technique that the young master said, he would give me a few books." Dian Man was much more relaxed when he saw Cao Chong was not seen. When he thought of Cao Zhi saying he wanted to give him the book, he felt very happy. He had never seen a complete book before. He followed Zhou Buyi to learn the Analects of Confucius and recited it.

"Aren't there just a few books?" Cao Chong said with some hilariousness: "It's worth your happiness. I don't go back to read it, and I will do rough work with Zijian every day?"

"My mother knows that it was her who asked me to follow Mr. Zijian to do things." Dian Man replied, and quickly added: "My mother also said that first of all, you must not mislead your affairs."

"Haha..." Cao Chong smiled. He patted Dian Man, who was not much shorter than his standing on the car and said, "It is a good thing for you to study. I won't blame you. When the printing is released, you will give you whatever you want, so that you can read enough." He smiled for a while, slowly restrained his smile, glanced at the Xiliang cavalry next to him who were envious of Dian Man, and raised his voice and said, "Ziqian, Zhengli, do you know? I did that printing technique, saying that it was to make money, and secondly, making money is only second. I have a wish, which is to let everyone in the world read and no longer let knowledge be hidden in the hands of a few people. Everyone has the right to read, otherwise how could the saint's education spread throughout the world?"

When the people around him heard his words, they were a little silent. Cao Chong knew that although the Han Dynasty built many schools, the highest number of Taixue was at the highest number of people. In addition, the number of schools in various counties was quite large, compared with the more than 60 million people in the Han Dynasty, the number of people could actually study was quite limited. Xiliang is a bitter and cold place, an academic desert, and even those with knowledge were concentrated in the city. Only those with great clans had the opportunity. For example, these soldiers could not have the opportunity to come into contact with books. The Han Dynasty also had a system, and if they were good at studying, they would not have the opportunity to make a name for themselves. So when they heard that everyone had the opportunity to study, everyone could not help but feel that this was a bit unreliable.

"Sir, can everyone really read books?" A Xiliang soldier shouted: "Sir, what kind of technique can we learn about books too?"

Cao Chong put a shed in his hand and looked at it. He waved to the Western Liang soldier, called him to the front, and said to him seriously: "Are you a citizen of my great man?"

The Xiliang soldier was very young, with only a faint beard under his jaw, his face turned black and red, and a scar passed through his right cheek, which was particularly clear, but looking at his face, he didn't look like a Han person. He heard Cao Chong ask him, and his face blushed a little: "I, I am a Qiang person."

Cao Chong shook his head and patted his shoulder: "Whether you are a Han or Qiang, as long as you are my Han people, you will have the opportunity to study." He paused and said solemnly: "Although this cannot be done within one or two years, I - Cao Chong, promise you that one day, I will give you a chance to study in all the Han people. Tell me your name, and as soon as the book comes out, I will give you a set first."

The Qiang soldier was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Cao Chong with some disbelief. He did not expect that a subordinate Qiang soldier would be patted by the great envoy of the Han Dynasty and said that he would give him a set of books. He was so excited that he could not speak for a moment that he turned his head and looked at Pang De. He saw Pang De looking at him with a smile on his face. Then he suddenly clasped his fists in his chest, knelt on his side and shouted loudly: "Slave Black Dog, I don't have a name, I dare to ask the Lord to give him a name."

Cao Chong was stunned and looked at Pang De with some embarrassment. This was his man. If he named this Qiang soldier named Hei Gouer, it would be a bit of a death. Will Pang De have any objections?

When Pang De saw Cao Chong looking at him, he knew what he was thinking, so he clasped his fists and said, "Sir, although Hei Gou'er is a Qiang soldier, he is brave in fighting and has extraordinary loyalty and righteousness. Please give him a name."

Cao Chong sighed with a sigh, thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, you call it Cao Shan. Qiang people, if there are sheep, they will be born. Sheep is good and Xiang. I hope you can live a peaceful life, so the name is Zi Xiang."

Hei Dog'er burst into tears, bowed to the ground, sobbed and shouted loudly, "Hei Dog'er thanked the Lord for giving him a name, and Hei Dog'er has been called Cao Shan and Cao Zixiang from now on."

Cao Chong was also a little moved for a moment. He stepped forward to help Cao Shan and Cao Zixiang up and said, "Those who shed blood and sweat for the great man should be peaceful all their lives. I just talk, how can you compare to you who follow Pang Zhonglang to fight for my great man and sacrifice blood and sacrifice. There is no need to thank me, I should thank you."

He was filled with blood for a moment, let go of Cao Shan and Cao Zixiang's hand, jumped into the car and shouted: "Warriors of the Han Dynasty, I, Cao Chong, have a great wish in this life. May my Han Dynasty be glorious all over the world. May all the people of my Han Dynasty have food and clothing, food and clothing, and have no worries. May all the people of my Han Dynasty live happily on the land of my Han Dynasty. May all those who have given their blood and wisdom for me enjoy the glory and dignity he deserves. Cao Chong is not talented, and is willing to do his best to do his best to do this. Please testify to me. Those who violate this oath will be punished by heaven and earth!"

Everyone was stunned by the sudden madness that Cao Chong burst out. They looked at each other and didn't know what to say for a moment. Zhou Buyi was also stunned. He didn't expect that the young master who seemed a little unfairly suddenly spoke so solemnly. He heard what Cao Chong said, he was a little excited, and threw the calm that a strategist should have. He lifted up his clothes and knelt in front of Cao Chong: "Zhou Buyi is willing to testify for the Lord, and is willing to follow the Lord, and die."

Xu Yi and others also knelt down on the ground, clasped their fists and chests: "I would like to testify to the Lord, I would like to follow the Lord, and I will never refuse to die."

Pang De also knelt down: "I am willing to testify for the Lord." When he knelt down, the two hundred cavalrymen behind him also knelt down, shouting in unison: "I am willing to testify for the Lord."
Chapter completed!