Yu Qingruo was stunned: "This..."

If the lord sends someone to do this, as long as the plan is thorough, Lin Zherui, who has long been ignored and half crazy, can be robbed here, but it is difficult to hide the beginning and end of the robbery.

After all, Lin Zherui is the lord's aunt in name. If this matter is exposed, it will be troublesome for someone to use this matter to criticize the lord's reputation, or even simply use this to raise troops under the lord's rule.

Yu Qingruo didn't want Lin Zhihuang to suffer any loss.

Suddenly, Yu Qingruo's eyes lit up.

It is difficult to steal a living person, but it is easy to steal a "dead person".

"Third uncle, do you have the death-faking medicine in your hand?" Yu Qingruo suddenly turned her head and looked at Yu San clan elder, and asked with bright eyes.

The Yu clan is always obsessed with medicine and is not very sensitive to other things. Some of them did not understand why Yu Qingruo suddenly asked this, but they still answered Yu Qingruo's question, nodded and said: "Yes, there are two more.

Oh, I’m holding it dear!”

"What are you going to do, girl? No!" The three Yu tribesmen were frightened by Yu Qingruo trying to grab the medicine. After they realized what they were doing, they stared at Yu Qingruo who looked very happy after hearing his answer.

Lin Zhihuang, however, understood Yu Qingruo's intention when he asked about the death-faking medicine for the elders of the three clans, and began to think about the feasibility of this method.

"Lord, what do you think?" Yu Qingruo ignored the Yu clan elder who was guarding her like a thief, and turned back to Lin Zhihuang with bright eyes to confirm whether this method was feasible.

"Yes." Lin Zhihuang nodded.

"Hu Wu has now been detoxified and recovered. Linhe, you and the elders of the Yu San clan are also familiar with Hu Wu. I will send you to contact you later on about this matter. How to use the fake death medicine? You will explain to him in detail."

"After Hu Wujie returns, I will ask him to send him directly to the medicine garden."

"No!" Yu Qingruo showed her face and immediately accepted the order.

The busy city of Kuzhou Prefecture was crowded with people. A group of people wearing blue and white plain Confucian clothes became the focus of the crowd.

"Hey, what do these people wearing the same clothes do?" A shopping steward from out of town who came to the downtown area of ​​Zhoucheng asked the locals curiously when he saw the scribes walking in the crowd and wearing the same clothes gathered together in twos and threes.

"These are all students from the Bachelor's College!" The local who was pulled over for questioning answered the question to the outsider with a proud look on his face.

"Bachelor's College?"

"You know about the official examination some time ago, right?"

"Who doesn't know this? Number 231 of the top three is still a distant nephew! Now he is serving in the Ministry of Rites!"

Hearing this, the locals immediately warmed up to the outsider and asked curiously: "Since you have relatives in your family who have passed the official examination and been awarded officers, how come you don't know about the Bachelor's College?"

The person who asked the question had an embarrassed look on his face and said truthfully: "It's true that the relationship between relatives is quite far apart. Isn't there a lot of things that I don't know? Could you please help me clear up my doubts?"

The person who asked the question spoke politely and bowed his hand to the locals politely.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The locals were amused by him and started talking: "Do you know Mr. Linfang who was in charge of the official examination before?"

"I know this!"

"After the official examination, a government-organized official academy was opened in Kuzhou New District. His Highness Prince Quan conferred the title of bachelor to Mr. Linfang, and Mr. Linfang served as the first dean of the academy.

Students who rank between 300 and 600 in the official examination will be admitted to study."

"Hiss! This is the first time I've heard of this!"

"The Bachelor's College has just opened, and the news has not spread yet. It is normal for you, a foreigner, not to know about this!" The locals looked complacent, very proud of themselves as residents of Kuzhou City.

"Then if you want to study in this bachelor's college, you should have a lot of monthly training, right?" The educated man looked at the blue and white brocade Confucian clothes on the students and said.

The local sighed out of his nose and said unhappily: "This is a bachelor's college run by the government of King Quan. How could it be for the purpose of making money? This is the cradle of cultivating officials who serve the people!"

This local man went to join in the fun a few days ago and listened to the opening ceremony of the Bachelor's College. He memorized a few of the College's "propaganda" slogans and immediately put them into practical use.

"Yes, yes, yes!" When outsiders heard this, they felt that the people living in the state capital were unusual. They all spoke in a formal manner, and they were obviously people with something in their belly. They kept saying yes.

"The Bachelor's College is run by the government and does not charge students to study there. It is free!"

"The students' clothing, food, and accommodation are all borne by the government. Did you see the blue and white brocade Confucian uniforms worn by the students? They were uniformly issued by the Bachelor's Academy!"

"Hiss! There is still a time when the government refuses to collect money and gives away money in vain!" A businessman from out of town who had been standing aside and listened sighed when he heard this.

"Hey! What are you talking about? You don't even look at who is under the rule here, but you compare the government of other places with the government of our place?"

"That's right! Your Highness, King Quan, selects officials and appoints people regardless of their origins. Many of the students studying in this bachelor's college are from civilians. If you restrict the cultivators, wouldn't it be a disguised form of forcing them to leave?"

"How could His Highness, King Quan, be such a foolish person who says one thing and does another?"

"His Royal Highness, King Quan, passed the official examination some time ago and was appointed, but 40% of the officials were from poor families! Your Highness is a man of his word!"

"that is!"

The foreign businessman who had previously questioned the free study at the bachelor's college saw so many locals suddenly surrounding him to argue with him. He was immediately frightened by the momentum of the people surrounding him, and immediately saw that the situation was not going well and left the place.

"Chu Lan, what do you think?" Mr. Linfang was sitting in a street teahouse. Seeing the quarrel among pedestrians below, he turned his head and asked Qi Guanshou, who was sitting opposite.

Qi Guanshou looked tired: "Master, I just came back from clearing land yesterday, you pulled me out just to show me this?"

"I pulled you out to relax."

Qi Guanshou was too lazy to pay attention to Mr. Linfang anymore. He just lay down on the table and decided to take a nap first.

After being poisoned by Ruan Si Rao and having to do farm work for a month, Qi Guanshou really couldn't stand it anymore. He was like an immortal who could no longer maintain his graceful posture and gave in to his sore body.

"Chu Lan, what's wrong with you?" Mr. Linfang smiled and cracked the melon seeds, seeming to care about his beloved disciple.

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