The warm sun of early spring had just risen, and it was still a little hot on people, and Ning Zhongyuan and others were also gradually tired of walking during the inspection, and saw a teahouse in front of the road, so they sat in it together.

At this time, the teahouse was also full of people, many people had already cut their braids, unkempt hair, and some people just shaved their hair clean, shiny and shiny like a monk. Although many people wear braids, you can feel that this trend is getting stronger and stronger.

There is a bookcase in the center of the lobby, and behind the bookcase is a storyteller, who is talking about Grandpa Yue with flying eyebrows at this time, which is a big crime to kill the head in the past, but this storyteller is not worried at all at this time.

"Hey, if you want to talk about this Wuchang City, there is really a grandfather Yue now! Who? That's our big governor, Xiangyang fought a battle of Tartar, that's a fart! It's a coincidence, hey, this grandfather Yue's eldest son can be described as a heroic boy, and our Major General Ning is not far behind! ”

Someone asked below, "This Young General Ning is only seventeen or eighteen years old this year, what kind of prestige can he have?" ”

The storyteller looked at this man with disdain, "You haven't even heard of Major General Ning?" That's the stars of heaven descending to earth! Fighting Daye Ping Huangzhou, Xiantao Town is even blocking 10,000 with one battalion! He also killed the Mantar general with one shot! ”

When everyone heard this, they were immediately in awe, but Ning Zhongyuan and the others listened to it and it was not like that, this fight against Daye and Huangzhou Mansion was reasonable, but it was not Ning Yu who became famous in the first battle in Xiantao Town, but Dong Ce, as for the death of the Manchurian general in one shot, it was even more nothing.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting higher and higher, the storyteller immediately slapped the waking wood in his hand on the table with a "snap", making a sound, but it focused everyone's eyes again.

"To say that this General Ning is really a bold man, this current Qing Dynasty is not as good as the troubled times of the former Ming Dynasty, and the Tartar Chief Kangxi Emperor has hundreds of thousands of soldiers, so why does General Ning want to raise troops?"

Everyone in the audience shook their heads, if Ning Zhongyuan was replaced by them, they would really not raise troops, even if the family was ruined, I am afraid it would be difficult to raise this idea.

"If you want to know this, today you have to listen to the old man talk about the ten days of Yangzhou." The storyteller's tone suddenly became heavy.

"Seventy-five years ago, after Manchuria entered the customs, there were repeated wanton killings in the land of my Shenzhou, and Yangzhou was slaughtered by the Qing soldiers for ten days, and the people in the city either died in battle or died under the sword, and there were only dozens of soldiers and civilians left in the city."

"On that day, the Qing soldiers of the whole city drove away the women and children like dogs and sheep, and if they did not move forward, they would be beaten with tarts or killed immediately.... These blood and tears soaked the entire Yangzhou City! ”

The storyteller finally couldn't help it, and said sadly: "My grandfather's father escaped from Yangzhou City, and his old man couldn't forget that scene for a while. ”

There were more and more people gathered in the teahouse, and I couldn't help but shudder when I heard this scene, and every word smelled of blood.

Ning Zhongyuan didn't interrupt the storyteller, but quietly retreated with the group, this man who had seen everything on the battlefield, but his eyes were a little red today.

"The move to clear up is now."

These eight words are heavy, as if a big stone has been pressed in the hearts of everyone.

Throughout the first month, the Fu Han army rarely enjoyed a clean time, although it was said that because of the weather, it was impossible to use troops normally, so it had to stop first, but it was also an opportunity to sort out the inside of the Fu Han army.

At this time, in the Dadu Governor's Mansion, all the important members of the Political Hall and the Privy Council had arrived, and even Ning Yu temporarily entrusted the Jingzhou camp to Cheng Zhien, mainly because this meeting would be related to the next direction of the Ning family.

The current political hall has a new move in the adjustment plan of personnel, especially with the expansion of the jurisdiction area, the current Governor's Office is still very large for the gap of officials, as for some traditional scholars in Hubei, they still hold the idea of loyalty and patriotism, and refuse to be an official for the Fu Han Army, and in desperation, the Fu Han Army version of the university and the lecture hall were also moved out by Ning Yu.

"According to the new plan, our army will change the current method of appointing officials in the future, and will establish a Fuhan University of Political Affairs, which will be specially used to train officials to do things, and new adjustments will also be made to the division of officials and officials."

Ning Yu talked eloquently in the political hall, he could not limit his influence to the military, and it was still necessary to meddle in political affairs, so as to better consolidate his authority.

However, at this time, some important members of the political hall expressed their confusion about this new measure, and someone immediately asked: "Please also ask the major general to make it clear." ”

"The so-called Fuhan University of Government, do not learn the so-called Confucian holy words, only learn the method of doing things, the duration of study is one year, you can apply for the examination by yourself or recommended to study, the middle and end of the year will be assessed, and those who pass the assessment will be directly awarded the compilation of the eight products."

This stunned everyone, although now that there is a rebellion, it is true that you should get your own platform, but this is too deviant, right? Don't learn Confucian holy words? Only learn how to do things? Outrageous.

Someone immediately retorted, this person is Cheng Yuanzhi, the president of the Supervision Yuan, although he does not interfere much in political affairs on weekdays, he is also the president of the Supervision Yuan, but at this time he has to speak.

"Major General, now that I have decided to make such a big move in the Han Army, will I be a little too anxious?" Although this is said more tactfully, but the big guy can also understand the subtext, these eight characters have not been skimmed, is it too bad to start changing the system? What's more, everyone in the world is an apprentice of Confucius and Mencius, you don't let Confucius and Mencius be taught, and you still expect others to support you?

Ning Yu smiled bitterly: "Dean Cheng, this time is definitely not my whims, and if I don't teach Confucius and Mencius, I don't want to make a big deal about it, but now that I am in urgent need of practical talents in the Han Army, then this government university should naturally focus on hard work, and the compilation of the eight products awarded by the successful assessment is not a real job." ”

"Wait until this batch of eight products is compiled in the central and local prefectures and counties for one year, and then they will be delegated to the counties and townships according to the assessment results, starting from a county or the main book, and taking charge of a county's grain and horses, tax collection, household registration, patrol and arrest affairs, and after being familiar with government affairs, there will be further selection and examination."

The so-called county cheng, that is the dirty work that the scholars from the real brand are unwilling to do, simply put, it is more money and less money is blackened, and it is not valued by people at all, and even in many counties, there is no county post at all.

As soon as everyone heard that this student from Laoshizi's government affairs university could only be a small county magistrate for a year, and it would be difficult to rise to the top, and it would not affect everyone's interests, so their hearts immediately relaxed.

Only Cui Wancai had a smile on his face, and he had already understood the key to his move as a good student.