Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 63
No wonder everyone in the future generations is willing to take the civil servant examination. The tradition left by the ancestors, although the future generations are already clean and honest, and the public job is not so good, but the civil servants of the Han Dynasty are really easy to be. After a month of business trip, I came back Wang Hou took another fifteen days of vacation by himself.

And he also received a lot of presents back!

Corrupt officials have been severely punished in all dynasties. The Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties were directly executed. The Qin Dynasty was even more cruel, cutting in half. The Han Dynasty was equivalent to life imprisonment. He was imprisoned to death, and his children were also deprived of their qualifications to be officials, but after all, the rule of man in the feudal era was greater than that of the rule of law. If you don't accept the gift, you can't tolerate sand in your eyes, and you can't handle the errand, and the gift you receive will be split with Mr. Cao.

Once back in Xudu, Wang Hou immediately sent the things to the Prime Minister's mansion, so Dong Cheng and the others criticized a lot, but they dared not open their mouths about Wang Hou accepting bribes.

So, he can enjoy these gifts with peace of mind!
Not to mention, these aristocratic families are also rich enough, even if the slits of the fingers are exposed casually, it is enough for Wang Hou to make a windfall, more than 100 pieces of silk, gold..., uh, actually It's more than 1000 catties of copper, food, wine, and even a lot of pretty maids and beautiful ladies, uh..., under the silent gaze of Cao Hongjie's bright eyes, all the beautiful ladies were handed over to Mr. Cao, but let Wang Hou's worth has doubled now.

In the later generations, he was exploited by his own boss, but now he finally became the boss, and immediately gave the employees bonuses.

Each household received one shi of flour directly, and the milled flour was given two shi for those who gave Wang Hou a trilogy. Sure enough, the extra benefits were distributed, and these tenant farmers who were refugees immediately supported the landlord Wang. Woke up, at least when Wang Hou went to the village to inspect the work, the busy ladies immediately gave him a sweet smile.

But fortunately, he just made a small fortune, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to support this new big eater.

The so-called famous general is exactly the same as Ferrari, Lamborghini and other sports cars of later generations. The sports car runs fast and roars, but drinks oil like a cow drinks water. The famous general Zhao Yun can fight and resist, but he eats like a funnel It seems that just now a large bowl of noodles with meat sauce was left unattended, and there was nothing left. Wang Hou didn't even leave some miso soup, so he went to the kitchen and asked for another basket of steamed buns. After eating one, the famous general Zhao has already sucked his fingers for five or six times, and his mouth is full of oil.

But I also admire him as a martial arts practitioner. He was shot in the chest. Although he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, he bleeds profusely. It is normal for normal people to lie down for ten and a half days. Saying goodbye to the stage of resting with millet porridge and chicken soup, this is the fifth day, and I followed Wang Hou to the farm outside Xudu City. He found a big iron stick weighing several tens of kilograms in the blacksmith shop, and danced for a whole morning.

At the beginning, Wang Hou was quite curious. After all, later generations praised Zhao Yun's martial arts to the sky. The Seven Detective Snake Pan Gun is also Chang Banpo's boasted World War I Conferred God. However, after a few glances, he couldn't help it. He yawned, because Zhao Yun seldom used the heavy iron stick except for stabbing, even sweeping and poking. It was no different from Wang Hou's halberd for training his soldiers, but Zhao Yun's expression was serious every time he stabbed. People can't look directly, as if they are really fighting on the battlefield of thousands of troops.

It's so unfair these days, he, the landlord, can sit in the cool yard and eat delicious cross-travel meat buns, but a bunch of soldiers can't do it. It's noon, and they are still holding the hunting sun, and they're going to eat. Assassinating the scarecrow, and the assassination of Wuyang actually made Wang Hou very dissatisfied. Zhao, alone, broke into his heavy armor phalanx alive. There is no need to practice one more thing, and a few steps are thrown from above with scarecrows, and a dozen or so halberd soldiers must use their halberds to shoot down these scarecrows.

However, after listening to these trilogy, he hit the scarecrow loudly, picked up a steamed bun and took a bite, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a contemptuous smile, and then he took a sip and poured out the hot steamed stuffed bun juice. With a mouthful of stuffiness, he stuffed more than half of the bun into his mouth with oil dripping from his mouth.

I really wonder why this guy has such a long stomach!

The silent confrontation made Wang Hou feel resentful, put down the bun in his hand, and suddenly raised his voice again.

"Practice a thousand more stabs at noon, and you are not allowed to eat if you can't finish the stabs!!!"

Hearing his unscrupulous boss's exploit, the pro-soldiers who were already hot dogs sticking out their tongues couldn't help but let out a groan in their hearts.

At this time, a little change happened. Suddenly, it moved down the mountain to the side of the small army camp in Niujia Village. Putting down the buns, Wang Hou also rushed over in a hurry, but he saw that Niu Wanjin, the village official, was shouting anxiously, but he was holding a child who looked only a few years old in his arms.

They were sweating profusely, and their faces were still pale, but even if they were sunburned, the two children were still holding on to a large wooden gun.

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

"What's going on here? Isn't it necessary to distribute the work equally and let everyone have enough food?"

Speaking of this, Niu Wanjin's old face couldn't help showing helplessness and annoyance, and he fisted back helplessly.

"Patriarch, you told me to take care of this child in our Niujia Village, and the villain tried his best to take care of him. The work of pulling weeds in the field was the lightest, so I gave it to him. But this child is not motivated! I didn't take care of it in the morning. The trilogy came back, and came here to play around with a broken wooden stick, which made me dizzy!"

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

Yu Ji was really in charge, and hurried over with the medicine box in his hand. Seeing this, Wang Hou retreated again, but when he returned to the small barracks, he raised his eyes and looked around, his eyelids couldn't help it. Picked violently.

In the field, among the wheat seedlings that have grown as tall as a person, children carrying heavy backpacks followed the adults and sweated profusely. In the village, these half-grown children followed their parents to grind flour, weave cloth, and do rough work. Abound, l.

Suddenly, Zhao Yunruo dropped the steamed stuffed bun and turned his head, pinching his chin. At this moment, Wang Hou was extremely majestic and dignified.

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There is a famous saying in later generations, no matter how hard it is, don't suffer children, no matter how poor you are, don't have poor education!For Wang Hou, even if he is a time traveler, his influence on this chaotic world at the end of Han Dynasty is not much greater than that of a fly falling into a teacup. Apart from fluttering its wings and disgusting people, he can't splash much water.

If he wants to change, even if it is for self-protection, it is very important to cultivate some like-minded people to work for him, and it is a pity that every generation of children will face the loess and turn their backs to the sky. Development impetus is too small!
However, it is not easy to give these children a stable school, because he was shocked to find that there is no teacher!

Those who move culture these days are all talented people. Less than 5.00% of the total population of the gentry can rule 90.00% of the five big Han people, relying on the monopoly of culture. Chen Deng gave him more than 200 people, which can be regarded as being rich. They are skilled in a certain skill, but only one and a half can read and write, the housekeeper Wang Fu, and Banla is his son Wang Ganzi.The entire refugee group of nearly 5000 people plus Zhao Niu and Zhuangzi, Wang Hou, who can read and write, has never heard of it.

If you know Guo Jia, please don’t move, Yu Ji is eager to try, but Wang Hou really dare not let him teach a bunch of young Taoist priests. Wang Fu manages the daily operations of more than 5000 people by himself. The old man is loyal if he doesn’t go on strike. He really didn't dare to give him more work, so Wang Ganzi gave it to him for free, and Cao Hongjie crossed it out. Finally, Wang Hou found that he seemed to be naked, as if he was an idler.

The majesty of the master in this era even surpassed that of the government. With Wang Hou's order, more than 800 children from more than a dozen villages under Funiu Mountain were selected in one afternoon according to Wang Hou's order. Two clever children under ten years old were selected. A hundred or so, in fact, according to Wang Hou's current social status, he can afford to raise all [-], but he really doesn't have the energy to teach so many, and he only has ten days recently.

I don’t have time to build classrooms in a short period of time. I’m still next to the small military camp in Niujia Village, so I asked Buqu to find some wood to prop up a small shed. Ancient paper is indeed a precious resource, but it doesn’t matter who it is. The paper advocated by Wang Hou Instead of the bamboo slips, he brought back a large pile of tribute paper from the prime minister's mansion and government work paper. Two hundred boys and girls sat in rows behind the small table and in front of the small bench, nervously looking at the Wang Hou in front of the blackboard.

No wonder they are nervous. On the one hand, Wang Hou is their lord, and to some extent he can be regarded as the king who decides the power of more than a dozen villages. On the other hand, Wang Hou will still be selected among the 200 people. Only the children who have been born are eligible to stay and study all the time, and enjoy the support of the Wang family.

How to get ahead in the future, for these children, there is actually no idea, but they don’t have to do heavy work anymore, and they can eat white noodles every day, and meat every few days. For the descendants of the disaster victims, It is an out-and-out temptation.

It was the first time in his life to be a teacher. Looking at the more than 200 small cabbage heads underneath, Wang Hou was actually quite nervous. In order to strengthen himself, he even got four strong men in full armor and held a halberd under them. Standing guard at the four corners is worthless enough. Seeing two hundred or so little children waiting for him to speak in silence, they are much more obedient than those spoiled little princes and princesses in later generations. He is also sincerely relieved here. Picking up a lime pen, he was about to write on the blackboard, but at this moment, there was another noise at the door.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you go in for the great opportunity given by the master!!!"

(End of this chapter)