If you spend some time and listen to Yang Xiu’s words, you won’t be so embarrassed in front of Yang Biao today.
What a great opportunity, but I was screwed up by myself.
Looking at Yang Ding, who described the vulgarity, Yang Biao was sincerely disgusted. He wanted to retort, but at first glance, he saw Cheng Heng and other soldiers full of anticipation, and suddenly became ashamed.
No matter how stupid Yang Ding is, can he be more difficult to teach than those illiterate Qiang and Hu soldiers?
Cheng Heng was able to teach these ordinary soldiers to memorize a small half of the Analects of Confucius, so why can't he tell a few words to these soldiers?
Yang Biao smiled and said, "The three generals are quite aligned with the general's way. If you can persist every day, you will be a pillar of the country in the future."
Yang Ding was stunned, looked at Yang Biao and blinked hard.
You're right, Yang Biao actually praised me?
Amid Yang Ding's suspicion, Yang Biao raised his hand and waved it gently.
The soldiers who had already surrounded him held their breath and listened intently.
Yang Biao saw it and felt a warm heart.
If what Yang Xiu said really can be realized, the people in front of him are no longer barbaric and rude soldiers in Xiliang, but are soldiers who know honor and disgrace and uphold integrity and righteousness. Why should the Han Dynasty worry about not prospering?
It is not just a revival, but also a revival of the kingly path of the three generations is also impossible.
The Master taught three thousand disciples and opened eight schools of Confucianism. It has been passed down to this day, and the Confucian disciples have 100,000.
If we can go further and train these tens of thousands of soldiers to become Confucian disciples, what kind of opponents can match?
Perhaps, this is the intention of the emperor's emphasis on education.
The emperor is wise and we are too conservative.
Yang Biao suppressed his excitement, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "The three generations of politics, those who can fight with swords are all national soldiers..."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Pei Jun walked in quickly, his face slightly red.
Liu Xie put down the book in his hand and looked at Pei Jun.
This newcomer is a bit reckless. His father found out that he had to scold him.
"What's the matter?"
"The Grand Master Yang of the Great Honglu started his lecture at the Hou General's camp, and the audience was blocked." Pei Jun stretched out his hand and pointed outside. "Situ, Sikong received the news and went to the city to watch."
Liu Xie was surprised and got up and walked out.
Cai Yan also immediately stood up, brought his pen and ink and booklets, and hurriedly followed.
When Liu Xie came to the city tower, he saw Situ Zhao Wen, Sikong Zhang Xi, Taichang Wang Jiang, Tingwei Xuan Bo and others.
Seeing the emperor coming, the ministers asked them to bow and salute.
Liu Xie came to the city wall and looked down from a high place. He saw the crowd in the camp outside the city at a glance.
Although it was far away and I couldn't see clearly, Yang Biao's majestic body was very clear under the firelight.
"What book is the Great Honglu talking about?" Liu Xie asked.
Zhao Wen and Zhang Xi shook their heads awkwardly.
They had just received the news, and only knew that Yang Biao was speaking in the Hou General's camp. It is still unknown what he said.
But they all knew that Yang Biao's actions would soon affect both of them.
Yang Biao could speak to Yang Ding's hundreds of subordinates, but they could not educate Li Shi, and Hu Chuquan, the gap was too big.
Liu Xie did not ask again. After watching for a moment, he turned to ask Zhao Wen and Zhang Xi. "Situ, how does Sikong view the move of the Great Honglu?"
Zhao Wen said: "The Great Honglu adheres to Your Majesty's will and is dedicated to his education. He is worthy of being a minister."
Zhang Xi nodded and agreed.
Liu Xie smiled. "So, Situ, Sikong thinks education is feasible?"
"It's feasible." Zhao Wen said, and took a look at Zhang Xi intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhang Xi was bitter. It seemed that he could not get rid of the important task of education. There were ready-made examples in front of the emperor, and all he could do was nod and agree.
"Try hard." Liu Xie smiled encouragement and turned around and left.
After getting off the city wall and returning to the villa that temporarily acted as a palace, Liu Xie couldn't help laughing loudly.
Fu Shou rushed over and looked at Liu Xie in confusion.
Cai Yan stepped forward, held back his laughter, and briefly said the story.
Fu Shou also laughed. "Your Majesty's hard work has finally been rewarded. It's a joyful congratulation."
"Yes, although there is still a long way to success, I finally took the first step successfully." Liu Xie was in a good mood and paced back and forth in the yard. "With Yang Gong's help, there is no one who dares to be perfunctory.
There are a few."
"Mr. Yang is highly respected and responds to his sects. There should not be many people who dare to disobey his slander when he responds to His Majesty's edict."
Cai Yan turned his head away and coughed lightly.
As soon as Fu Shengyu said, he knew that he had made a mistake and secretly looked at Liu Xie, but found that Liu Xie was not paying attention at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
She quietly pulled Cai Yan's sleeve to show her gratitude.
Prefect's Mansion.
While copying official documents, Xun Yu listened to Xun Yun telling the news he had just inquired about.
Yang Biao held a lecture in the rear general's camp, which attracted countless people to watch. Xun Yun's young man also went to join in the fun. He happened to see the emperor talking to Zhao Wen and Zhang Xi, and hurried back to report to Xun Yu.
After hearing this, Xun Yu sighed helplessly.
"Father, the emperor values education. Isn't this... a good thing?" Xun Yun put away his smile and asked carefully.
Xun Yu put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his hands that were almost frozen.
Xun Yun lifted the kettle from the stove next to him overnight, boiled half a cup of hot water, and handed it to Xun Yu.
"This river is really cold, much colder than Yingchuan. I heard that the river has frozen. I didn't believe it, but now I believe it. Father, do you say that the river has stopped flowing in winter? Is it because the water is frozen?
?Hedong is so cold, Shuofang, isn’t Jiuyuan even colder? Are those Huns not afraid of the cold?"
Xun Yu took a sip of hot water and looked at Xun Yun. "Who did you meet today?"
Xun Yun turned around and saw Xun Yu's expression was unhappy. He knew that he was talking too much, so he closed his mouth awkwardly.
"Why don't you answer?" Xun Yu urged.
Xun Yun licked his lips. "Yang Xiu."
"It's cold in Hedong, don't lick your lips, as it will be dry and cracked." Xun Yu reminded.
"oh."
"What else did Yang Xiu say?"
"He didn't say anything else, he just talked for a few words."
"Yang Xiu gave the salary of twenty teachers without authorization this time. Although he received additional approval from the emperor, the trouble has not been resolved." Xun Yu picked up the pen again and said slowly: "You know twenty teachers."
How much money and food does a two-month salary require?"
Xun Yun calculated a little. "The money and grain are 1,400 stones, and the money is 140,000."
"Do you know how much money and grain can be collected from Hedong County at present?"
Xun Yun shook his head.
Xun Yu pointed with a pen and signaled Xun Yun to see it himself.
Xun Yun stood up, found a list in the official documents on the case, opened it and looked at it, and was surprised.
"There are less than 100,000 stones of grain in total, so little?"
"One hundred thousand stones of grain is barely enough to eat these 30,000 to 40,000 people for three months, and there is no surplus of salary at all. None of the three ministers could pay the salary, but the military teachers paid it, and it was given for two months at a time, which certainly shows that it was possible to get the salary.
The emperor values education. But what if everyone else wants to be a teacher?”
Xun Yu sighed. "Their father and son uphold the will of the saint, and everyone praises me. I, the prefect of Hedong, can only scrape the land. Changqian, tomorrow morning, you go and find Shangshu Ling. It is inevitable to raise grain from the Hedong clan.