"What will happen to the Northern Barbarians?"

This sentence was like a devil's whisper, recurring in Mr. Xiang's ears, tempting his heartstrings.

Only Pei Burang still said carelessly: "I thought it was a good idea. Isn't giving it to the eldest son the same as giving it to other sons? There are still the same things, but there are more people to divide the family property."

When Gu Beichuan heard this, he immediately smiled.

Pei refused to see this, his heart trembled, and he secretly thought something was wrong.

However, after a second, the smile on Gu Beichuan's face gradually turned into a sarcastic look.

"Allocating it to one person is called inheritance. It is equivalent to the eldest son inheriting the position of clan leader. From now on, the people in the tribe will still submit to the eldest son."

"After all, in the eyes of the Northern Barbarians, who drink their hair and drink their blood, whoever has more property is the boss."

"If you divide it among several people, it's not called inheritance, but... family division."

"Wealth can be divided in half, but what about status?"

"Besides, sons will also have sons, and the property will have to be divided again!"

"After so many generations, how can the Northern Barbarians still have so-called clan leaders? They have all become ordinary clansmen!"

"Without the clan leaders and chiefs, the Northern Barbarians will be nothing but scattered sand. Will they be at the mercy of the imperial court?"

"Besides, as long as family property is divided, there will be conflicts and contradictions."

"Maybe the second son and the third son will join forces to fight against the eldest son."

"As a result, they are also internally consumed. Over time, how will they have the energy to defend themselves against the imperial court?"

"If we implement reform and return to local status at this time, there will be no obstacles!"

"Given time, the troubles of the Northern Barbarians will be eliminated!"

"Why, our great master can't even understand such a thing?"

Hearing this, Pei Burang stood blankly on the spot, unable to calm down for a long time, and even ignored Gu Beichuan's ridicule.

It was really hard for him to imagine that it was just a matter of dividing families, but he could actually divide a whole tribe?

"In that case, why not use this method also for Beiyan?"

"By then there will be no need for our Northern Expedition, and Beiyan will be able to defeat itself!"

After making this suggestion, Pei Burang felt a headache, as if he was growing a brain.

This moment is definitely the peak of his wisdom!

Hearing this, Gu Beichuan nodded and said, "It's a good idea, but it's impossible."

"Why?" Pei Burang became anxious. He felt that Gu Beichuan was seeking personal revenge and denying his ingenuity.

"The premise of the order of grace is that the person being used must at least obey the order of the user in name. Daqian and Dayan are of the same level."

"If you send a favor order to the King of Dayan, it will serve no other purpose than making him angry."

"If it were the great Wei Dynasty of the Son of Heaven, it might still be possible."

Hearing this, Mr. Xiang shook his head and said: "It's impossible. The Sima family is ambitious and intends to seize the power of the Wei royal family. The young emperor Wei is struggling to support himself and he has too much time to take care of himself. How could he think of provoking Dayan."

"But your method is really good."

"It's just that some details need to be added, such as sending some dishes to sneak into the northern barbarians before actually issuing the order, spreading rumors, and instigating the clan leaders, the chief's second son, and the third son."

"At that time, it won't even take much time to issue an order of grace to calm the situation and stir up trouble. At that time, we will use the strategy of reforming the land and returning it to the current situation."

"The Northern Barbarians can be conquered in a short time!"

"Goodbye, Lord Marquis."

"This method is all your idea, I don't think it's a wise idea."

"You have merit for your advice this time. After returning to Qiandu, I will tell the Holy One to ask for credit on your behalf."

"Tell me what reward you want."

When Gu Beichuan heard this, he thought about it for a while and said, "Can I be granted the title of Marquis?"

Mr. Xiang seemed to be choked, and his face turned the color of pig liver. After a long time, he recovered, shook his head, and said regretfully: "No."

"After the rebellion was put down thirty years ago, the Holy Emperor personally mentioned that from now on, only military merit can lead to the title of marquis."

Gu Beichuan thought for a while and felt that it was the case. Emperor Renxuan was bent on the Northern Expedition, so he naturally had to take various measures to stimulate the enthusiasm of generals and soldiers.

Not being able to be ennobled without military merit is also one of the tactics, which can make the military officers feel that they are vaguely superior to the high-ranking civil servants.

If you set a precedent for yourself, it will not end well. At least it will arouse the emotions of the generals and target yourself. At worst, it will affect the cause of the Northern Expedition. Emperor Renxuan will definitely not agree.

"That's it, then I have nothing more to ask for. Just consider these two strategies as gifts from me."

Mr. Xiang looked at Gu Beichuan, as if he had guessed what he was thinking, and became even more depressed.

He felt as if he had dug a hole thirty years ago for himself to jump into thirty years later.

Logically speaking, it is not an exaggeration to say that these two strategies are worth thousands of gold. If they really help the imperial court subdue the northern barbarians before the Northern Expedition, it will be an even greater achievement.

It's a bit far-fetched to make a marquis, but it's almost as good as a count.

But...

This kid will really cause problems for himself.

"Don't say such things. Don't worry. Your Majesty is not a stingy person and he will definitely not treat you badly."

"It's better to be like this. I won't care about your majesty's reward."

"Do you want to become an official in the dynasty? If so, I can recommend you to the prime minister of the dynasty."

"Although Wei Qing is a bit pedantic in his studies, I still have a good reputation. As long as I ask him, I don't dare to refuse him."

Pei behind him refused to hear the words, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched.

I thought, let alone Prime Minister Wei, even the King of Zhenbei, if you go and ask others, they may not dare to refuse.

But who would have thought that even though Mr. Xiang was talking about this, Gu Beichuan still shook his head.

"Have you thought about it clearly? That is the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. If you win his favor, your future career will not only be smooth, but at least it will be smooth sailing. This is an opportunity that many people can't ask for!"

Gu Beichuan smiled bitterly and said: "What the Marquis said is right, but have you ever thought about it? If I want to, I can definitely join the court as an official as the number one scholar next year. Although I am not as favored as the prime minister, my official career will be smooth sailing."

Hearing this, Master Xiang fell silent.

If someone else said this, it would definitely be a bit of a boast.

But Gu Beichuan was different. All the disciples he taught could get the top prize, how could he not get it?

Therefore, recommending him to the Prime Minister, which to others is a huge opportunity, seems to be just that to Gu Beichuan.

"I just want to do business well now."

"Don't you think those things of mine are good too, don't you, Lord Marquis? There are more officials in this world than me, and there are not many officials like me, but I am the only one who tinkers with those weird and weird things."

Hearing this, Mr. Xiang seemed to understand Wei Qing's feelings and smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, let's have a drink."

"Okay, how about today we don't get to know each other until we fight, and we don't get back together until we get drunk?"

"It's easy to talk, but I won't let you sit down. Today, there is no distinction between master and servant between you and me."

"promise."

Bang!

Just when the three of them were about to have a drink, they heard a loud noise coming from not far away.

Everyone looked up and saw a beautiful woman with a graceful figure... coming menacingly with a machete in hand.
Chapter completed!