But where to find a large group of like-minded and reliable scribes, bureaucrats?

"Perhaps, Taixue can think of a way......" Zhang Yue pondered in his heart for a while.

Although Taixue is the territory of Confucianism, it is the territory of Confucianism.

Compared with Gu Liang Confucian, who can only talk about cannons, the Confucian students of the Ram School, although they are a little stupid and impulsive, they are all willing to do things.

With the incense of twenty-eight righteousness, Zhang Yue thinks that even if he can't dig up too many students, it should always be possible to dig up a few brothers who are too students, right?

However, this can only solve the most basic scribes.

A student or something, no matter how talented he is, Wen Ru Jia Yi, Zhi Mai Chao is wrong.

But the lack of practical experience is a fatal wound.

Let them do some basic things, and maybe it will do.

But if you deal with specific matters, you can't do it.

"I have to find a way to dig up a few low-level officials who have both ability, ideals, ambitions and frugalities......"

But this kind of person is not a cabbage, you can find it casually.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yue closed the window, then blew out the oil lamp, and waited for a while without finding anyone approaching, before closing his eyes and preparing to enter the space.

But, after a moment, he opened his eyes again, and then moved the desk and put it behind the door.

This may serve as a buffer.

Then he closed his eyes again and entered the space.

The crops in the space, although they have not been ripened with jade fruits in the past few days, are still growing two or three times faster than the outside world when they are born in the space.

Therefore, at this time, all kinds of crops in the space are already verdant and green.

But Zhang Yue didn't have time to observe their growth, so he went straight over the crop field to the foot of the hill.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yuezao had already stored more than a dozen rolls of bamboo slips there.

This is what he used as an excuse to go home to get some clothes before going to the township official town, and put them into the space.

He first picked up three jade fruits the size of his fingernails, walked to one of the shortest Jinyu trees, and buried the jade fruits in his hand.

But after a while, a Jin Yu tree blooming with flower buds appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Yue picked up a few bamboo slips, put them under him, closed his eyes at the moment when Qixiang appeared, and silently recited in his heart: "Search for the Book of Han." Table of Hundred Officials and Ministers" and "Historical Records. List of Hundred Officials and Ministers", ...... of Famous Ministers in the Middle Western Han Dynasty"

As a result, countless messages and web pages and pages appear and flip through my mind.

When the aroma ended, Zhang Yue picked up the jade fruit on the ground that was the size of a quail egg, and his face was a little strange.

"I didn't expect this to be the case...... Zhang Yue sighed in his heart and withdrew from the space.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Yue first checked the desk at the door, and found that there was no trace of being pushed or moved, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, what he was most afraid of in this court was to be discovered by others - although this is not necessarily a bad thing.

No one would want to associate their image with the things of Shinto.

Put the desk back in its place, Zhang Yue found a fire fold and re-lit the oil lamp in the room.

The palace lamps of Jianzhang Palace are all long-branched lanterns, so it is a little troublesome to light them, and it took Zhang Yue some time to light them.

Kneeling down in front of the desk, Zhang Yue found a bamboo slip and recalled the information that had just been retraced, but his heart was full of emotion.

Think about the past, when today's son was inspired to innovate the old evils and attack the Huns in the north.

The world is turbulent, and countless heroes and heroes are rising and falling.

At that time, there were Ji Di, Zhang Tang, Zhu Maichen, Gongsun Hong, Master Father Yan, Er Kuan, Mei Cheng, Yan Zhu, and Sima Xiangru......

Wu has Li Guang, Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi, Zhao Ponu, Li Xi, Lu Bode......

For a time, the ministers were like rain, and the fierce generals were like clouds.

So much so that Dongfang Shuo can only play soy sauce.

Although Sima Xiangru had the merit of appeasing the Southwest Yi, he was only a Lang Zhong until his death, a literati who specialized in patting the emperor on the back.

However......

I don't know when it started, and there was a gap in talent.

What's even more terrifying is ......

Looking through the history books, the famous ministers Zhang Yue saw gradually turned from the main scholars of the poor family to the children of the powerful nobles.

The famous ministers between Zhaoxuan.

Huo Guang, Zhang Anshi, Xiao Wangzhi, Zhao Chongguo......

After the powerful aristocracy, they are the sons of famous families.

When it came to Yuancheng, Zhu Zigui of the Manchu Dynasty rarely had people from a poor family.

Even Emperor Mourning's favorite minister, Dong Xian, is a famous family!

"Is this an inevitable law of social development?" Zhang Yue thought in his heart, as a traverser, he knew that the same would be true for future generations.

It's hard to get a noble son from a poor family!

Class solidification, social solidification.

Fortunately, the tail of the golden age is still hanging.

Therefore, Zhang Yue still found several goals from a variety of materials and historical materials.

Writing their names, places of origin, and occupations on the bamboo slips, Zhang Yue thought about it first, and then crossed out a few of them.

Because, according to historical records, although these people are not famous now, they have all become famous, and they are among the princes and kings.

So, there were only two people left.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yue added another person's name to the bamboo slip.

"If possible, pull this person into my team!" Zhang Yue thought in his heart.

It's just that this person left too little information and traces in the history books.

He only has a name and merits, but he has no place of origin, no teacher, and even his birth and death are unknown.

Obviously, this person is likely to be involved in the strange political struggle that followed, and ended up with a dead and annihilated family.

But the ruling class was afraid of his exploits and did not dare to publicize it too much, so they erased his end.

And this also brought trouble to Zhang Yue.

Just by name, trying to find someone in the vast sea of people is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zhang Yue suddenly remembered that this person was famous for farming in the history books, so he should now be a member of the huge group of Han agricultural officials.

And Sang Hongyang once served as a big farmer, in charge of the world's agriculture.

Maybe you can ask him for help!

"If you can find this person, and then those two people can help, it will be a big deal!" Zhang Yue closed the bamboo slip and said in his heart.

The three people he selected were all capable officials, and they were known for their special ability to do things, their willingness to do things, and their courage to do things.

Moreover, they are all in a humble position now.

Perhaps, he is living a poor life.

Basically, as long as you hook your fingers, you can flicker away.

With these three people as the backbone, and a few more relatives and henchmen as eagle dogs, they pulled some enthusiastic young people from Taixue.

Such a small group was formed.

Just take them in Xinfeng County and get things done.

Then, a small group can swell into a large group, and a large group can become an interest group.

In the end, it will erode and affect the whole world, and rewrite history.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue found a silk book and began to write a note.