In another time and space, Taizu of the Red Dynasty once carried out a large-scale movement of intellectual youth to go to the mountains and countryside, and his old man's statement at that time was to "accept the re-education of poor and middle peasants".

Xu Shiyang is not so faceless, but he thinks that since the sage said: There is no class in teaching, and he said that there must be a teacher in a threesome, then it is also appropriate to let the scholars go to the mountains and the countryside to educate the ignorant people in the mountains and wilderness, and at the same time let them take the people as teachers and learn some knowledge from the wilderness.

Okay, okay, Xu Shiyang admitted, he just took Zi Yue as a holy decree, learned the practice of Taizu of the Red Dynasty, and forced the literati on top to be sent to the grassroots level.

A descendant of a saint, going to the countryside to be a village teacher is actually quite honorable, isn't it?

It is a pity that the descendants of the saints themselves do not think so.

For example, Feng Shenggong himself, he just felt that Xu Shiyang wanted to exile their family.

"Going to the countryside to teach children to read and write is definitely better than sitting in a mansion here."

Xu Shiyang said in an affirmative tone:

"So, Holy Father, don't hesitate, please set off at once."

"Shaft Dare !!"

"What am I afraid of?" Xu Shiyang smiled again: "I'm here for this purpose, give you a day, pack your luggage and set off immediately." ”

"Aren't you afraid that the world's soldiers will criticize you!!" Feng Shenggong's eyes widened angrily, staring at Xu Shiyang.

If the eyes can kill, I am afraid that this gaze can really erode dozens of miles.

"This place has been changed into a academy, and studying at the feet of the saint is also happy compared to the saint himself, as long as it is closer to the saint's avenue, how can the scholars object?"

Xu Shiyang said quietly:

"Is it wrong for the Holy Fathers to think that the saints have no class?"

"You!"

Fengshenggong's face turned red, but he couldn't say that Zi Yue was wrong.

At this time, it is really reasonable and unclear, not to mention that he is actually unreasonable.

Who said that the heirs of saints should sit on a good land?

"General Xu......."

Feng Sheng Gong took a deep breath, tried to suppress the resentment in his heart, and said as calmly as possible: "This prince once wrote a book for the Governor of Dadu a few days ago....... ”

"Ahh

'Whew! Endure! Endure! Don't be angry! ’

"Yes." The Holy Father gritted his teeth and said, "Has what you done today approved by the Grand Governor?" It's better to do this, I'll help you with some money and food, well, 30,000 yuan of money, 50,000 stones, you go back, and let's just treat it as if nothing happened today? ”

"I will help all the money and food of the saint's family to serve the Holy Father and devote it to education."

Xu Shiyang was unmoved, he was going to uproot the Fengsheng Mansion today.

"As for the ...... of the Metropolitan Governor, let me ask the Holy Father, when the Tartars entered the customs, you also gave them a persuasion table, right?"

"You! What do you mean!? ”

"It's nothing, Zi said, 'Micro Tube Zhong, I was sent to the left', Feng Sheng Gong is the son of a saint, and he shouldn't know this sentence."

Xu Shiyang said calmly:

"I am not talented, and I will not cause the heirs of the saints to be sent to the left. But if you want to do ......, go to the countryside and teach the children to read. ”

"At least, I didn't punish you as a traitor, did I?"

……

Xu Shiyang led the guards to guard at the door of Fengshenggong's mansion, quietly waiting for everyone in the Fengshenggong family to pack up.

He had already arranged for each of the saint's heirs in several remote mountainous areas of Qi Province, well, exactly like the residences of ordinary local peasants.

Xu Shiyang's task to the saint's heirs is also very simple - equivalent to a volunteer teacher, the basic task is to give the children in the mountains to read and write, and Xu Shiyang gives them the lowest salary.

If he wants to teach his children about his hatred for Xu Shiyang, he doesn't care.

If this is done today, I am afraid that the public opinion in the world will scold him as a tyrant who is worse than a tartar.

However, scold, scold, if saliva can kill, the scholars should have scolded all the Tartars to death fifteen years ago, and there would be no Xu Shiyang doing these things now.

When he arrived at ten o'clock in the evening, the thirteen branches of the Fengshenggong family, more than 500 people, had all been cleaned up - Xu Shiyang said that he would do it, and all the things that could not be cleaned up before the evening were left.

In addition, the deed, title deed, lease deed, IOU, account book and other documents are not allowed to be taken away, according to Xu Shiyang, these are the property of the soon-to-be-established "Fengsheng Academy", which will be used to spread the Confucian road and do not belong to any individual.

Therefore, the Holy Father and his people could only take with them as much as possible some precious gold and silver utensils.

Even so, they still took a few large carts of belongings from each family.

The soldiers of the New Army originally had some sympathy for this famous "family of cultivators", but when they saw this cart of gold, silver, pearls, and shells, and thought about their lives before, this sympathy quickly turned into hatred.

This sentiment can be said to be a hatred of the rich to a certain extent, but the reverse can also be interpreted as a kind of class hatred.

Xu Shiyang didn't know whether this emotion was good or bad, but he knew very well who he relied on to gain a foothold in this world.

……

Two days later.

"You rebel !!"

A thunderous roar came from the backyard of the newly built Governor's Mansion in Quancheng.

Acoustic roof tiles.

Since Xu Shiyang himself received a dock fort, this is the first time that Xu Muhe has lost his temper with him so much.

All the maids in the entire Governor's Mansion, together with Xu Muhe's newly acquired little wives, were all frightened and silent.

But Xu Shiyang, who was enduring the storm, sat on the chair indifferently, holding a teacup and slowly tasting tea.

The angry Xu Muhe rushed over in one step, reached out and grabbed the teacup, and smashed it at Xu Shiyang's feet.

"You rebel!! How dare you copy the house of the Holy Father!! You don't even want to discuss such a big matter with your father!! Do you have me in your eyes!! ”

"Is it a big deal?" Xu Shiyang smiled and said: "It's nothing more than forcing a particularly large local tyrant to organize the people." ”

"That's the Bunsho Mansion!! Descendants of the saints!! The Saint's Home!! ”

"That's why I didn't kill anyone." Xu Shiyang said nonchalantly: "If it is according to my idea, a traitor, their family should take a few heads, and the rest should be reduced to commoners." Now it's just a matter of letting them go to the countryside to teach, and it can be regarded as pursuing the path of saints, so why not? ”

"Besides, I didn't raid their homes, I let them bring so much gold, silver, pearls, and shells to the place, and their family is still rich."

"You !!" Xu Muhe was almost speechless with anger.

"Do you know what it means to be enshrined!?" Xu Muhe shouted: "You want to be a father and be scolded by the world, and by Qingshi!" ”

"Father, it's a very good person, a very good thing, a very good career."

Xu Shiyang said quietly:

"How can you achieve what you want when you are doing things so forward?"

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