Yuan Chonghuan's incident reminded Mao Jue that this year he was obsessed with collecting foreign talents, but he forgot about cultivating local talents.

Now Mao Jue's goal is clear, to establish a separatist warlord regime in the enclave of Liaodong, when the world changes in the future, no matter what situation he deals with, as long as he has strength in his hands, at least he will not lose, and in case the Ming Dynasty survives, he can also learn from Li Chengliang's family back then, worship the marquis, enter the customs with the industry, and scatter the sons and grandsons under his command in the nine sides as a family guarantee, which is still a prominent lintel.

After all, although they are all military tuns, the soldiers and the tunmin are still very different, and today's management model has been a little unable to adapt to the iron meaning of expansion, and the long-term introduction of foreign talents can not form the core cohesion of the Dongjiang River.

After all, people are selfish, and the geographical gap in this era is also big enough, otherwise there will be no Qichu Zhejiang Party, Hui Chamber of Commerce, no one wants a bunch of outsiders to manage themselves, but the Dongjiang has a population of 300,000, and only a few hundredths of them are educated, less than five or six hundred people, and more than half of them are still the bosses of the Chamber of Commerce, masters, etc., and they can't manage the place, calculate money and grain, and adjudicate lawsuits.

Just do it, this is Mao Jue's blazing youth running under the sunset. The day after returning from Yuan Chonghuan's house, he gathered a large group of craftsmen and planned it in Baima Mountain City.

Nowadays, there is a shortage of food in the Dongjiang River, and there is no shortage of labor, nearly 100,000 men in the prime of life, and there are tens of thousands in addition to the army, and even the unemployment rate is a little difficult.

On the slope behind the mountain city, a small city wall was first erected, and after leaving enough playgrounds in the middle, the foundations were laid on the east and south sides of the sun, and two three-story teaching buildings were built, with a canteen in the north and a water cellar in the west, so that the mountain spring water flowing down from the mountain was collected in the water cellar, so that in case of siege, there would be no shortage of water to drink.

In the last few months of Chongzhen's five years, Mao Jue spent all of his time on this.

On the eighth day of November, the first school in the whole Dongjiang Town was built, and the famous Dongjiang Lecture Hall in later generations is still hanging the plaque of the Dongjiang School, and the gilded signboard was hung up very much in the shouting of the workers, and then a large string of firecrackers crackled on both sides of the lively sound.

Mao Daren's school, this opening day, is also very lively, people from other places to do business, local military leaders, heads and faces, unconsciously came to almost 2,000 people, more than the workers who work, a large group of people around the new school to talk about it, the head of the argument is non-stop, this look, it is really more out of mouth than hard work.

Especially if there are troublemakers, such as Kong Youde, who knocked on the wall like a very expert with a loud handle, and looked at the wide playground, he immediately began to shout with a loud voice very regretfully.

"What a good house, if you use it as a barracks here, you can at least form two more regiments and give it to a group of poor people, it's too wasteful for the general!"

"Lao Wen, did you say?"

"That's it! Our Garao army camp is not so magnificent!"

The two of them were muttering somewhere, but after listening to it, the huge sea rolled their eyes, and there was a sour taste in the words of these two people.

They are still single, and they don't have a son, as for themselves? Seeing the master who was confused when he saw the books, Mao Jue repaired a few schools, and it had nothing to do with them, but for Dongjiang generals such as Dang Hai, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yong brothers, and Tian Tao, it was very different.

Especially the courtyard of the Dongjiang Academy is not an ordinary person, Hangzhou celebrity Shen Guangzuo personally came to take responsibility, his old man has been up and down in the sea for decades, not to mention learning, even if the accumulated relationship is worth people to rush to, this Dongjiang Academy is listed today, there are dozens of school-age children who were brought in early in the morning, wearing that kind of high crown Bo brought over to apprentice, if it weren't for the huge Haijiawa is still too small, he is also eager to bring it quickly.

After all, in this era, the noble and the lowly are too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

In addition to these local upper-class figures, there are actually some special guests here today, more than 30 Li Chaoshi, who wore the kind of high black gauze hat in Korean dramas and also wore Hanfu Confucian clothes on his body, looked left and right there, looking at the three-story small building built with bricks, cement and steel bars, blue-gray walls, red brick roofs, some old antique faces were full of disdainful disdain, and several young Goryeo officials were full of novelty, looking around.

Mao Jue's face was not small, his Dongjiang Academy opened, and Li Chaodu sent a special delegation to participate in the celebration.

On the long bluestone staircase at the door, the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and they all looked inward, but they saw a person with a high crown and a good belt, and he walked over with his head held high like an immortal.

"The dull disciple visits Mr., the disciple's heart is edified, hoping to seek the sages, hoping that the master will be fulfilled and received under the door! The disciple will serve Mr. with devotion and will never dare to slack off!"

There is a saying called being a teacher, which is Shen Guangzuo today, and today the old guy is full of red light, and the sound is like a bronze bell like a second spring.

To tell the truth, the old guy came to the north and was helpless, on the one hand, he disdained to be in the company of other wealthy families in Hangzhou and plundered the poor, on the other hand, he was also afraid that the Shen family would be isolated, and thirdly, he was really afraid of Mao Jue, the reckless nephew, for fear that one day people would sit at home and the pot would come from the sky, and the old guy Mao Jue would not be at ease if he didn't look at him.

Can you be literati! are all spiritual pursuits, when in Hangzhou, Shen Guangzuo is a celebrity, even if he retires, he usually cuts with the literary world, writes books and says, and the judiciary in this year is actually very simple, there is a saying that the people do not raise officials and do not hold them accountable, and the darkness of the government, even if there is something, in fact, the small people are not willing to find the government to solve it, such as Shen Guangzuo, a respected villager in a place, has become the main figure in mediating conflicts and adjudicating justice, in Hangzhou, Shen Guangzuo's retirement life is actually very rich.

However, when he arrived in Dongjiang, although the father and son of the Mao family entertained his old man meticulously, this life was too leisurely, and when he had time to soak in the hot springs, Mao Wenlong would accompany him to play chess, and he would not have anything to do to teach the children of the family.

What the old man is most afraid of is this, as soon as he is idle, people will be wasted, but when Shen Guangzuo was bored, Mao Jue respectfully came to invite him out of the mountain, and spent tens of thousands of taels of silver to teach him to run a school, and when he had the knowledge of Xianbei, how could Shen Guangzuo not be red-faced.

Facing those students who knelt on the ground to worship their teachers, Shen Guangzuo was also full of majesty, and shouted in a voice as high as Hong Zhong.

"The way of the sage, such as the vast sea of stars, old and dull, but take one scoop, ignorant and ignorant, often frightened on weekdays, but the way of the sage, there is no class, although Shen is stupid, he does not dare to hide his selfishness, since you are devout to learn, the old decay is also what I have learned, and I will teach it!"

"However, there are three non-teachings under my sect, and those who are disloyal and unfilial do not teach! The lazy and slacker don't teach! The corrupt and the wicked do not teach! You should be a police officer, but if you violate it, the old man will be expelled from the door and will not show mercy!"

"The disciple doesn't dare, take it to heart!"

A large group of children, and the children hurriedly kowtowed.

Although there were more people apprenticing this time, the apprenticeship ceremony was carried out one by one, and it was not until the three kowtows that these new students were put into the academy and followed, and those smiling parents also followed, carrying a large pile of gifts in their hands, and rushed to stuff the gifts into the gatehouse of the hall of the teaching building.

But don't look at a lot of things, but there is nothing valuable, it is also prepared according to the traditional apprenticeship ceremony with special significance, such as celery represents diligence, bacon represents mind, and red beans, red dates, lotus seeds, longan or something, according to this amount, it is estimated that the Shen family will have to eat celery fried bacon and red bean longan porridge for a long time recently.

It's really new, according to the school admission process in later generations, I first registered in the teaching office, and then received the school bedding to place in the dormitory, and finally followed Shen Guangzuo to the first classroom on the third floor of the East Building.

In the next few decades, the ultimate class of Dongjiang Academy, which competed with Yuan Chonghuan's protégés in Xiashou Village, was also completely established here, dozens of scholars, either the children of military officers in Dongjiang, or the children of big businessmen, their equipment was also luxurious, Mao Jue brought back a complete set of classics, books, and brushes from the Guannei, and the brush was also inexhaustible.

But until the end of the division, Mao Jue, the iron commander, never faced, just when the officers and villagers on the third floor were still chattering to thank him, in fact, in the classrooms on the first and second floors, the teaching had already begun.

Tens of thousands of taels have cultivated this place, which is enough to accommodate thousands of people, but it is not for the privileged children of only thirty or forty people, before today's opening, Mao Jue had already selected more than three hundred teenagers between the ages of fourteen and sixteen in Tieyi Town, rushed into the academy, and carried out teaching.

The teachers are not celebrities, some masters who have been poached from the shops in Tieshan City, the account room and the like, what they teach are not the great principles of the Four Books and the Five Classics, they can be literate in literature, they can calculate accounts in numbers, and morally, they just know that Mao Jue is the general they are loyal to.

Like later generations, young people are willing to be white-collar workers and sit in the office, but in fact, the blue-collar working class is the backbone of this society, and now Mao Jue does not need so many bachelor's degrees from university, he can write military newspapers and political newspapers for him, and he can understand that money and two jobs can be calculated, these young people will only study here for a year, or even just a few months, they will be scattered everywhere in Dongjiang Town like screws, silently playing their own light and heat.

"The future of Dongjiang is in your books and abacus!"

At the beginning of school, Mao Jue's words were enough to arouse people's blood! And every young man who is selected will be given preferential treatment at home, even if there is a noisy buzz in their heads, the young people who are selected are still engrossed in looking at the blackboard, trying their best to remember every word, every algorithm, and the sound of charcoal writing on paper everywhere.

That's what we need to do! Just like the teaching director of later generations, he showed a lewd face in the back door window, holding an arm, Mao Jue was full of satisfied smiles. The talent problem has also been solved by him, and from here there will be a steady stream of talents coming out and filling his army.

But just when Mao Jue was peeping at Zhile, a voice full of anger behind him suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The general is so calculating!"

(End of chapter)