Yue Tai was able to keep the instructions of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, and ran back to Yue again, conveying the meaning of the central government to Yue Changshi.

"Five hundred grain and grass officials?!"

When Feng Yong learned the meaning of the prime minister of the Han Dynasty from Meng Yan's mouth, he immediately shouted, "Meng Taishou, are you sure it's five hundred?" Not fifty? ”

"Five hundred, naturally."

Meng Yan said affirmatively.

When Feng Yong heard this, his face turned pale at the moment, his lips trembled, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

This Nima is not just a blood draw?

It's basically digging a hole in your chest, preparing to install a water pump, and pumping yourself into a dry corpse!

The best talent in Nanxiang is naturally the student who can graduate from the academy.

After all, when they are young, it is the time to learn, and it is closed so that they can concentrate on learning, without other interference, and learning knowledge is the fastest.

In addition, they themselves know that they must be able to pass the assessment of the academy and graduate normally in order to get the best way out.

So they have a strong willingness to learn.

When they come out of the academy and go to various places for two years of internship, they have opened their eyes, understood the bottom, accumulated pragmatic experience, and will be the best grassroots backbone talents in the future.

Most of the staff members who now help deal with various government affairs according to their own instructions are the best students who have graduated from the school.

In the future, even if these people can't be local magistrates because of their background, they will definitely be able to do the job as the staff of the county magistrate and county order.

If any shit is against the sky, the ancestral tomb smokes, and accidentally mixes into the establishment officially recognized by the imperial court, it is not impossible.

But after all, the students who came out of the academy were a minority, and the direction of flow was firmly controlled by Feng Yong: this kind of talent is not enough for himself, who would be an idiot to give it to others?

As for the second-class talent in Nanxiang, that is the Nanxiang soldier.

Nanxiang soldiers are considered professional soldiers, and they are usually closed, and in addition to training, they will also be forced to let them read and write.

Compared with the students of the academy, the Nanxiang soldiers have the meaning of quick success, and most of them will definitely not be able to achieve as many as the students who graduated from the academy in the future.

Except for individuals who are not only good but also hard, and can make achievements on the battlefield.

The rest are either to be a tun chief or something in the army, or after retiring, to be a small steward under Feng Yong's industry, or to be a local governor or something like this now, within Feng Yong's jurisdiction.

If you want to go further, it's hard.

After all, he only knows 500 commonly used words and the most basic arithmetic, so he can only be regarded as the most basic talent.

But the good thing is that they are highly trained, organized and disciplined, and can be used in emergencies.

Why does Feng Yong still have more than 100 Nanxiang soldiers by his side now?

Is that because they haven't even memorized 500 commonly used words, and they are useful for sending them out?

Now the official documents issued by the three counties of the Sunshui River Valley to the township pavilion are extremely strange in the eyes of outsiders, because the words written on them are too white to be white.

The reason is that he can't understand the official documents that are a little more literary, and the big soldiers underneath can't understand them!

As for the third-class talents, they are the workers in the various workshops and mines in Nanxiang.

They have a certain degree of organizational discipline, but their literacy rates are uneven, and most of them do not even reach the most basic 300 words, let alone 500 commonly used words.

At most, you can memorize a multiplication formula.

Except for the backbone of the steward, who must be compulsorily illiterate, there is not much hope for the rest, so in Feng Yong's eyes, the first generation of workers is simply a consumable.

Only in the last four or five years, those second generations who have been forcibly baptized by the academy account for at least half of the number of workers in the workshop, and Feng Yong dares to let go of the flow of talents.

Now that Zhuge Lao Demon opened his mouth, he asked for five hundred grain and grass officials, basically emptying out the barely qualified talents in Nanxiang, how could this not make Feng Tujiao jump like thunder?

How much grain do you have? 500 grain and grass officials? Are you going to let them count the grains of rice?

"Five hundred, is two hundred and five enough?"

Feng Yong clutched his chest and asked tremblingly, planning to repay the money on the ground.

Meng Yan's eyes were very fluttering, "This, Feng Changshi, is just a ...... who is passing words."

Pass on your mother!

Feng Yong almost wanted to kill the simple-looking Nanzhong barbarian in front of him.

You ran back to Jincheng if you had nothing to do, and then suddenly ran back and passed this kind of thing to me, if you want to say that this matter has nothing to do with you, I can take my head off and kick it as a ball on the spot!

It seems that the foundation he has accumulated for several years has finally been discovered by Zhuge Old Demon, and the informant is obviously the guy in front of him.

Thinking that Zhuge Old Demon was sharpening his knife and Huo Huo was about to cut his own leeks, Feng Tu Turtle felt a heartache in his heart.

Damn, Zhuge and I are really destined to fight each other, I have always cut leeks on others, and as soon as I met Zhuge Old Demon, he cut leeks.

"Prime Minister, didn't you say anything else?"

Feng Yong asked unwillingly.

"The prime minister also said that Feng Changshi's method of recovering the capital in the three counties of Suqi in Qiongdu is something that has not been done elsewhere in the Han Dynasty, so he can be treated leniently, and Feng Changshi can be at his own discretion for the soldiers in these three counties."

When Feng Yong heard this, he said "phew" in his heart, what is the use of such a chicken compensation?

Today's Han Dynasty, except for those governors who can independently mobilize troops within a certain range, the remaining county guards, although they are nominally in charge of the army, but there are also large and small county commanders and Sima below, and they do not have the right to expand the army at will.

The more it is a border county, the real power is in the hands of Feng Yong, the long history, and at the same time, according to the rules, there is also the position of captain.

The lieutenant is actually the person who controls the military of the border county.

But the four captains of the Yue ...... Two are Feng Yong's younger brothers, and two are recommended by Feng Yong.

The reason why Meng Yan, the titular Taishou, was able to control part of the troops was actually to balance Feng Yong.

Now the prime minister of the Han Dynasty has given Feng Yong the right to serve as a soldier in the three counties, which is equivalent to giving him the right to be the governor of a small area, and he can expand the army in the three counties at will.

That is already a sign of great trust in him, which is the coveted treatment among the officials of the Han Dynasty.

But for Feng Yong...... Hairy?

I don't plan to rebel.

Besides, I just want to rebel, how can the three counties expand their troops, what can they do? That's not enough wow!

This is fundamentally Zhuge Old Demon wants to see what kind of effect can be achieved by recovering the method of trying everything, so he excuses himself to let go of his hands and feet.

"Cheng has a long history, but he values it very much."

Meng Yan's face was dark, his face was honest, and his sycophants were direct and straightforward, "Being able to serve as a soldier in the three counties, except for those governors, Feng Changshi has such dictatorship." ”

What about simplicity?

Nanzhongyi people...... What about the simplicity of the children?

Feng Yong looked at Meng Yan and was speechless for a while.

Whether Feng Yong wants it or not, Nanxiang's blood draw is imperative.

In October of the fourth year of Jianxing, Nanxiang County carried out another major transfer a few months after Feng Yong's personnel were transferred.

According to folk rumors, this time he was going to be transferred to Jincheng as a guard.

It is normal for local strong men to take turns to serve as guards in Jincheng.

But for Nanxiang County, it is the first time.

Not only did the Nanxiang County Commander personally select the soldiers, but even prepared a banquet for these soldiers to finish eating and drinking, and then let them set off.

In recent years, local conscription has always picked people and left, and even forced people to pull, never said that the conscription officials still invite food and drink, this Nanxiang practice, in the vast majority of years, is the first time.

"That's the proper rule!"

Watching the soldiers leave, an old man sighed, "I haven't seen such rules for many years." ”

So someone asked curiously, "What kind of rules is this?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "The rules of the Han Dynasty are like this, the local conscripts go to the capital to serve as guards, and when they first arrive in the capital and retire at the end of the term, the government must prepare a banquet. No one understands this rule these days! This Nanxiang government held a banquet, and it was the one who really understood the rules. ”

"The old man has a long life?"

Passers-by asked curiously.

"The old man Xiping was born in the first year."

Lu was stunned for a while, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that Xiping was the year name of Emperor Ling, and he was shocked at the moment, "It turns out that the old man is six out of fifty, it seems that he has really seen such a grand occasion." ”

The old man squinted at the passers-by, "Emperor Ling tried his best to loot money, and even did not hesitate to sell his official position to make money, where did he come from?" Do you think he will pay for a banquet for the soldiers? ”

The passer-by was a man in his thirties, and when he heard this, he was choked on the spot.

But a young man beside the man heard this, and couldn't help but say, "You old man is so unreasonable, since you haven't seen it, how can you say it like there really is!" ”

The old man walked over as soon as he crutched, and scolded, "The boy is rude! The old man hasn't seen it, haven't you heard of it? Naturally, I heard from the elders about this, so I learned that there are such rules! If you don't learn and don't know how to learn, you are not ashamed? ”

The young man was scolded for not learning and not knowing, his face turned red, his face was ashamed, and he was crutched by the old man, and he didn't dodge, he couldn't speak.

"It turns out that the big man still has such rules, it seems that we are lonely and unheard, thank you for the old gentleman's guidance."

The man hurriedly saluted.

The old man glanced at the two of them, and saw that they were all wearing long swords, although there was etiquette in speaking, but the smell of rivers and lakes on their bodies was very strong, and he muttered at the moment, "Not a good person......

Then he shook his head and walked away.

Only the two of them looked at each other.

"Master, where should we go now?"

The young man asked.

The man pondered for a while, and then said, "If you want to inquire about the whereabouts of this Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, you naturally have to start with things related to him." The most obvious relationship with him is one is Xinhua Bookstore, and the other is a storyteller. ”

"Xinhua Bookstore is a place where readers go, and it is naturally difficult for us to get in now, so we will first go to the most famous storyteller in the city. Just along the way, I saw a few people who were in the same way, and when the time came, we would have an opportunity to ask. ”

"Master, this Nanxiang is really different from other places, and we have come thousands of miles in vain."

"That's natural, it makes sense for characters like Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng to choose to live in seclusion here."

"I don't know what kind of character this Lanling Xiaoxiao Sheng is, and he can write such a secret ......"

"I think I must be a master among my peers."

"I just wonder if he wants to see us?"

"Those few fellow believers appear here, it seems that they are also coming for this master, since others can have such intentions, why can't we give it a try?"

"What the master taught me."

The two of them continued on their way, whispering, not wanting to attract attention.

In the legend of outsiders, when you come to Nanxiang, there are four characteristics, which you must know.

The first is not to mess with a woman easily.

There are many women in Nanxiang who are the masters of the house, and if there are foreign prodigals who dare to disobey the rules, they will basically spend the rest of their lives in the mines in the mountains.

The second is that Nanxiang is the most direct evidence of the evil spirit's death: a kiln with billowing smoke during the day and bright fire at night.

At the same time, it is also a wonder of Nanxiang today.

The first time outsiders come to Nanxiang, they will attract a long time to stop and watch.

The third is the Nanxiang Xinhua Bookstore, which is open to all readers for free.

Many children from poor families are because of it, so they do not hesitate to travel to the mountains and rivers to come, just to find their favorite books in it.

But after all, there can only be a small number of people who can read and write, so the most popular is still the last one, a storyteller unique to Nanxiang.

A table, a chair, a shocking wood, a storyteller, a bowl of boiling water, that's all.

But it is an indispensable thing for all restaurants, inns and other business places in Nanxiang, and no one wants to go to the restaurants and inns without storytellers.

But the storyteller's schedule is also a doorway.

Every time I say it for too long, there are many customers in this store, but they are all patronizing and listening to the book, and they don't leave after eating, so they are regarded as white prostitutes.

But there is no place inside, and people outside can't be called in, which affects business.

But if the time is too short, and the guests are not satisfied, the grumpy brother will not even want the unfinished meal, and will directly flip the table on the spot.

Also, in different places, the details of the storytelling are also different.

For example, in those places where there are more servants and coolies, that is, to exert all kinds of imagination, and the more explicit and straightforward the details of the intimacy, the better the effect.

The people of Qianshou like to hear this.

But in more elegant places, most people rely on their identity, so they have to speak more elegantly, speak vaguely and slightly, or allude to allusions, and then everyone laughs.

It not only saves face, but also allows the spirit to be happily satisfied.

This situation has also resulted in the same biography, except for the synopsis is roughly the same, the various plots are very different in the mouths of different storytellers.

This biography is not only liked by adults, but also by children.

When they first arrived in Nanxiang, they saw many children on the street holding wooden knives, swords, or sticks and sticks, humming and fighting each other.

This one shouted "Look at my Xuanyin Finger", and the other shouted "Eat my Xuanyin Divine Palm".

What's more, he took off the clothes on his body directly, "Jiuyang Divine Skill, invincible in the world, I don't believe you came to fight me......"

Then a woman rushed out next to him, grabbed him and "crackled" for a while, and shouted, "Have you finished your homework?" ”

Jiuyang's magic skill was broken all of a sudden, and the child cried and said, "It's not ...... yet"

"I dare to come out of the wild before I finish writing, how many ways have my mother worked hard to find a way to send you to the school, you actually went to learn those rangers, and I can't kill you!"

……

Seeing that the eyelids of the master and apprentice are really jumping, this woman from Nanxiang is really worthy of her reputation!

It's just that this ranger didn't mess with you, did he?

"Hurry up and get dressed and go home!"

The woman became the leader of the martial arts alliance and walked away with her toes high.

A group of masters in the rivers and lakes didn't dare to say anything, so they could only watch the leading brother sobbing and finding his clothes to put on, ready to go home.

"Little brother, you are so polite, can you ask something?"

The man stepped forward and asked with a fist clenched.

The leading brother, who still had tears on his face, saw the long sword in the waist of the two of them, his eyes lit up, and he hugged his fist at the man, but he looked decent, "I don't know what this brother wants to ask?" ”

"I'm looking for the most famous storyteller in the city, I don't know if you know?"

When the eldest brother heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "What's so difficult about this, the most famous storyteller in Nanxiang is none other than the "......" of "Chivalrous Travel"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "lion's roar" from the corner, "What about people?" ”

"It's coming!"

The eldest brother in the lead was frightened, and hurriedly ran away.