No wonder everyone in later generations is willing to take the civil service exam, the tradition left by the ancestors, although the later generations are already clear and honest, and the public job is not so good, but the civil servants of the Han Dynasty are really good, they went on a business trip for a month, and when they came back, Wang Hou mixed up with his own fifteen-day vacation.

And he came back with a whole bunch of gifts!

Corrupt officials have been severely punished in all dynasties, the Xia and Shang dynasties were directly executed, the Qin Dynasty was more cruel, and the Han Dynasty was equivalent to life imprisonment, the dark and damp environment in the prison and the moldy prison meal were basically locked up for a few months, and even the qualifications of the children as officials were also deprived, but after all, it was the feudal era of the rule of man greater than the era of the rule of law, before the departure Wang Hou and the actual manager of the prime minister Cao Zong said hello, if this trip does not accept the gift and the sand in the eyes, the errand will not be able to be done, And the gifts received are also open to Mr. Cao.

As soon as he returned to Xudu, Wang Hou also sent things to the Prime Minister's Mansion for the first time, so Dong Cheng and them attacked a lot, but they didn't dare to say that Wang Hou took bribes.

So he can enjoy these gifts with peace of mind!

Not to mention, these big families are rich enough, even if they are open, and the seams of their fingers are exposed casually, it is enough for Wang Hou to make a windfall, more than 1,100 silk horses, gold ......, forehead, in fact, it is more than 1,000 catties of copper, grain and wine, and even a lot of beautiful maids and beautiful young ladies, with ......, the beautiful young lady was handed over to Mr. Cao in the silent gaze of Cao Hongjie's bright big eyes, but it still made Wang Hou's current worth twice as much.

In later life, he was exploited by his own boss, but now he finally became the boss himself, and immediately issued dividends to employees.

Sure enough, the additional benefits were sent down, and immediately these tenant farmers from refugee backgrounds also supported Wang Landlord, at least when Wang Hou went to the village to inspect the work, the busy young ladies immediately gave him a sweet smile.

But fortunately, he just made a small fortune, otherwise he really couldn't afford to raise this new big stomach.

The so-called famous generals, and the Ferrari, Lamborghini and other sports cars of later generations are really the same, sports cars run fast and roar, but drinking oil is like drinking water from a cow, Zhao Yun, a famous general, can fight and resist, but eating is also like a funnel, just a big pot of meat sauce noodles did not look at a few people, there is only a bottom, not even a little sauce soup left for Wang Hou, then I went to the kitchen and asked for a cage of steamed buns, this Wang Hou only ate one, that Zhao Mingjiang has even sucked his fingers to do five or six, eating is full of oil.

But I also admire him for practicing martial arts, a shot in the chest, although he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but he also bleed, it is normal for normal people to lie down for ten and a half days, he can get up on the third day, and he also bid farewell to the stage of millet porridge and chicken soup recuperation, this is the fifth day, followed Wang Hou to the grange outside the city of Xudu, he found a big iron rod weighing dozens of pounds in the blacksmith shop, and danced all morning.

At the beginning, Wang Hou was quite curious, after all, later generations blew Zhao Yun's martial arts into the sky, and what Seven Probe Snake Disc Gun was also the god of Changbanpo that was boasted of being a god in World War I, but after looking at it a few times, he couldn't help yawning, because Zhao Yun had a heavy big iron stick in addition to thorns, and even swept and teased very little, which was no different from Wang Hou's halberd used to train his own soldiers, but every thorn, Zhao Yun's expression was so serious that people couldn't look at it directly, as if he was really fighting on the battlefield of thousands of troops.

It's so unfair these years, he, the landlord A, can sit in the shaded yard and eat fragrant meat buns, but a group of pro-soldiers can't, at noon, they are still hunting the sun, stabbing the scarecrow one by one, and this Wuyang assassination actually made Wang Hou very dissatisfied, Zhao single-handedly, actually broke into his heavy party formation, for jumping from the air, the department guards had to practice again, several parts of the scarecrow from above, a dozen halberders in a column must use halberds to knock down these scarecrows.

However, Zhao Mingjiang, who listened to these scarecrows and picked up a bun and took a bite, couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, and immediately took a sip, took a sip of the hot bun juice, and stuffed most of the bun into his mouth with a mouthful of oil.

I really wonder what is wrong with this guy's stomach!

The silent confrontation made Wang Hou couldn't help but get up, put down the bun in his hand, and raised his voice suddenly.

"Practice a thousand thorns at noon, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish the thorns!!"

The pro-soldiers who were already hot as dogs sticking out their tongues couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they listened to his black-hearted boss's exploitation.

Suddenly, he moved down the mountain to the edge of the small military camp in Niujia Village, and there was a fluttering sound, and then several villagers hurriedly greeted him, throwing down the buns in a daze, Wang Hou also hurried over, but saw that the village was Niu Wanjin shouting anxiously, but he was holding a child who looked only a few years old in his arms.

Sweating profusely, there are vegetables on their faces, but even if they are sunburned, the two children are still clutching the pole and wooden gun with one hand.

Seeing this child's face, Wang Hou's eyelids couldn't help twitching slightly, and he immediately asked a little annoyed.

"What's going on? Isn't it to let the work be evenly distributed, and everyone must be fed? ”

At the mention of this, Niu Wanjin's old face couldn't help but show a look of helplessness and annoyance, and he reluctantly hugged his fist.

"The head of the family, this baby you confessed to be fostered in our Niujia Village, and the villain also tried to take care of it, and the work of pulling weeds in the field was the lightest, and it was all distributed to him, but this baby is not motivated! I didn't watch it for a little in the morning, but this song came back, and I came over with a broken wooden stick to play around, which made me dizzy! ”

"Old Immortal Yu is here!! Old fairy, here! ”

Yu Ji was really in charge, and he hurriedly ran over with the dosing box, seeing this, Wang Houshi retreated again, but returned to the small military camp, and when he raised his eyes and looked, his eyelids couldn't help but pick violently.

In the fields, among the wheat seedlings that have grown more than one person high, children carry heavy baskets on their backs and follow those adults to sweat like rain, and in the village, these half-grown children follow their parents to grind flour, weave cloth, and do rough work are also everywhere, l.

Suddenly, Zhao Yun threw down the bun and turned his head with a feeling, pinching his chin, but Wang Hou at this moment was extremely majestic and dignified.

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There is a famous saying in later generations, no matter how hard you are, you can't be bitter about your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education! For Wang Hou, even if he is a traverser, his influence on this chaotic era at the end of the Han Dynasty alone is not much greater than that of a fly falling into a teacup, except for being able to flutter and flutter wings disgusting and disgusting people, he can't splash much.

If he wants to change, even if it is for self-preservation, it is very important to cultivate some like-minded people to do things for him, and it is a pity that children will work hard for generations facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and the impetus for social development is too small!

However, it is not too easy to give these children a stable school, because as soon as he started, he was stunned to find that he could not find a teacher!

In these years, the people who moved the culture were talents, less than 5 percent of the total population of the scholars could rule 95 percent of the Han people, relying on the monopoly of culture, Chen Deng gave him more than 200 people, which can be regarded as having a skill, but only one and a half people are literate and literate, the housekeeper Wang Fu, and the half pull is his son Wang Gongzi. The entire group of almost 5,000 refugees plus Zhao Niu and two Zhuangzi, who is literate and literate, Wang Hou has really never heard of it.

Acquaintance is in Guo Jia, please don't move, Yu Ji is eager to try, but Wang Hou really didn't dare to let him teach a bunch of little Taiping Taoists, Wang Fu managed the daily operation of more than 5,000 people alone, the old man did not strike is already loyal, he really didn't dare to give him more work, Wang Pole gave it in vain, Cao Hongjie crossed it out, and finally Wang Hou found that it seemed that he was shirtless in battle, as if he was an idler.

The majesty of the lord in this era even exceeds that of the government, Wang Hou ordered, more than 800 children in more than a dozen villages under Funiu Mountain, in one afternoon according to Wang Hou's order, more than 200 clever and intelligent children under the age of ten were selected, in fact, according to Wang Hou's current value, 800 were all selected to raise, but he himself really didn't have so much energy to teach so much, and he only had these ten days recently.

In a short period of time, there is no time to build a classroom, or next to the small military camp in Niujia Village, directly let the tribe find some wood to support a small shed, ancient paper is indeed a precious resource, but also who is divided, Wang Hou advocated the paper instead of bamboo slips, the prime minister's tribute paper and the government's paper He pulled back a lot, more than 200 boys and girls were full of excitement and nervousness in front of the small bench behind the small table, nervously looking at Wang Hou standing in front of the blackboard.

It is no wonder that they are nervous, on the one hand, Wang Hou is their lord, to some extent, he can be regarded as the king of more than a dozen villages to decide the power, on the other hand, Wang Hou will still be selected among these two hundred people, and only the children who remain at the end are eligible to stay and study all the time, and enjoy the offerings of the Wang family.

For these children, there is no concept of how to get ahead in the future, but they don't have to do heavy work anymore, and they can eat white noodles every day and meat every few days, which is really an out-and-out temptation for the descendants of the victims.

For the first time in his life, he was a teacher, looking at more than 200 little cabbage heads below, Wang Hou was actually quite nervous in his heart, in order to give himself courage, he actually got four strong men in full armor and took a halberd to stand guard at the four corners, it was enough to be unproductive, seeing that more than 200 children were silently waiting for themselves to speak, more obedient than the spoiled little princes and princesses in later generations, he was also sincerely relieved here, picked up a lime pen, and planned to write on the blackboard, but at this time, Another commotion rang out in the doorway.

"Are you stupid? The big opportunity given by the master, why don't you go in!! ”