Chapter 894 Teaching Resources
“Wei Langjun, even if you want to give me some face, can you think of a way to give me a few more places?”
"Look, these few scholars I have are all very talented in Jincheng..."
Different from the bustle of people outside, Wei Rong, who was already the actual manager of Nanxiang Academy, was facing another kind of bustle.
Xu Ci, the general spokesperson of "Da Han Tai Xue", was shaking a few pieces of paper in his hand and was persuading him earnestly:
“Look, isn’t it just a matter of adding more desks and chairs in the school? As long as you nod, each of them will pay a tuition fee of 10,000 yuan per year...”
In the past, Gouzi, a young man whose talent was only inferior to Amei's, now has a soft black beard on his upper lip.
Facing the famous Mr. Xu, Wei Rong had an apologetic smile on his face:
"Xu Gong, the rules of this school are set by the mountain chief. Whatever they are, they are what they are. If I dare to mess up, the mountain chief will definitely punish me."
"You're telling me these things, it's better to go to the mountain chief to find a way out."
Ten thousand yuan?
is it a lot?
If your own fine monarch has passed the destination account, I don’t read it below 10,000 缗 缗 缗 缗 ...
Seeing that the boy in front of him was refusing to eat, Xu Ci could only say nothing.
As the Dachang Qiucheng of the middle palace, Xu Ci was actually considered a member of the palace.
It’s a pity that I met an emperor who didn’t care about anything.
Hide in the palace all day long, either counting the money or playing with my son...
If you are angry, you will not fight. If you are angry, you will not fight!
Xu Dachangqiucheng lamented.
Nanxiang Academy can be regarded as the property of the royal family. The emperor and the empress do not care about it.
It is said that there is a lady named Zhang Si who is in charge, and she is also Feng Wenhe's mistress.
Who are you going to reason with?
With Feng Wenhe’s status and power, do I dare to owe him a favor casually?
These "talented men" at hand packed up and sold them all, I'm afraid they can't even repay Feng Wenhe's favor!
Favors also have a cost!
The greater the power, the greater the favor.
With Feng Wenhe’s power and reputation, how many people would dare to owe him a favor for this matter?
Besides, if you go to him about this matter, do you really think he doesn’t want to lose face?
Xu Ci thought of this, gave up his plan to ask for favors from Feng Governor, and continued to grind his disciples:
"Wei Langjun, this Nanxiang school is too tolerant to the people of Nanxiang, but it is extremely harsh to outsiders. It has been criticized for a long time!"
“If we can choose more talents from outside the country, we can also stop Youyou’s mouth..."
Hearing this, Wei Rong looked at Xu Ci sideways:
"Mr. Xu, what you said is wrong. The school has students sent from other counties every year. How can it be said that it is harsh?"
“The examinations at Qie Nanxiang Academy are based on the principle that those who are capable will be admitted and those who are not will be demoted. It is fair, just and open.”
“As for being too tolerant to the people of Nanxiang, this is the right thing to do! Isn’t it because of our Nanxiang elders that Nanxiang is what it is today?”
"If we are not tolerant to the elders of Nanxiang, how can we be tolerant to outsiders? If I really open this hole, I will be stabbed in the spine!"
The descendants of Nanxiang are the starting point for the mountain chief.
Even now, Nanxiang children still account for half of the backbone of the army led by the mountain chief, from the chief commander, the team leader to the school lieutenant.
The people of Nanxiang are living today. The men of every household in Nanxiang have fought with the mountain chief for many years and sacrificed their lives on the front line.
It is said that the children of Nanxiang are good at fighting and not afraid of death. That is because they understand one thing. As long as Nanxiang remains unchanged, they will have nothing to worry about.
These foreigners are always talking and talking, and they want to take the position of the Nanxiang children with just a few tickets?
What a beautiful thought!
Wei Rong said "Hey tui" and spit into the trash can.
There is no other way, winter is about to enter, the weather is dry and it is easy to get angry.
At this moment, the door creaked and someone opened it.
A young girl dressed as a married woman came in carrying a food box.
Seeing an old man and a young man inside, he couldn’t help but smile and said:
“Is Mr. Xu here again?”
As she spoke, she put the food box on the table and said warmly to Wei Rong:
“I heard that Alang didn’t have lunch, so I brought some food over and made some soup.”
This young woman is the Yaomei who grew up and married Wei Rong.
At this time, she behaved dignifiedly. Although she was dressed plainly, she still had a sense of grace.
If you don't know the details, you would think that she is a daughter of some family.
After all, he has been with Li Mu for several years and is one of the Nanxiang industry managers designated by Feng Yong.
Ten years are enough for a country girl to completely transform into a new era woman represented by Nanxiang.
Wei Rong took it and opened it, took a breath of hot air and praised:
“It smells so good!”
Then he glanced at Xu Ci again:
“Mr. Xu, do you want to eat together?”
How could Xu Ci be in such a mood?
Besides, this is a matter between a young couple. Why is he, an old man, getting involved?
Hunted at that moment, he fluttered his sleeves and was about to leave.
Yaomei was polite and sensible, and quickly apologized for her Alang:
"Xu Gong, the rules of this school are set by the master himself. If Alang really breaks the rules now, he will be punished by the master."
As she spoke, she pursed her lips and said, "There are still a few places in the workshop school that I am in charge of. If Mr. Xu has suitable candidates, I can make an exception."
The main industry in Nanxiang now is the education industry.
Nanxiang, which has a monopoly on printing and paper, has a natural advantage in the education industry.
The earliest textile workshops are of course still there, but they have stopped expanding long ago and even gave some land to schools.
The original textile workshop has now become the internship base of the workshop school.
Gongfang School is different from Nanxiang School in that it focuses on the training of female students.
At the same time, it also has a commissioning business.
Because of the rise of new industries such as plantations, workshops, and pastures across the Han Dynasty, middle and low-level management talents are also in extremely short supply.
So Gongfang School is an important supplement to Nanxiang School.
However, compared to Nanxiang Academy, the threshold of Gongfang Academy is lower after all.
“I want to…”
Xu Ci was furious and wanted to say, "What do I want from this place in the workshop school?"
Just when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "Seriously?"
Yaomei smiled and nodded:
"How dare I deceive Mr. Xu?"
“I want ten places!”
Xu Ci opened one palm, then turned it over again, signaling.
Wei Rong, who was eating with gusto, spit out a bone and shouted:
“Xu Gong, you told me before that there were only five of you, but now you see that my younger brother is easy to bully, why do you open your mouth like this?”
"Go, go, go! What does it have to do with you?" Xu Ci said angrily, and then turned to Yaomei, "The old man from my family is following Feng Junhou to make a career in Liangzhou."
"I am also short of people under my command. If the Wei family's wife can help me with this, I will be very grateful."
"Since Mr. Xu has spoken, I will naturally comply. When the time comes, I will ask Mr. Xu to send someone to deliver the list."
"That's natural, that's natural." Xu Ci glanced at Wei Rong, who was engrossed in eating, and thought that Wei Ding was really much easier to talk to than this kid.
Although the best result was not achieved, it was still satisfactory. Xu Ci finally let Wei Rong go and left Wei Rong's duty room.
After he left, Wei Rong spit out another bone with a pop, then laughed loudly and said to his wife:
"It's hard enough for Xu Rendu. He's a lot of age and has to lose face for these few places. Wouldn't it be better to learn from Governor Li (Li Hui)?"
Yaomei smiled and then shook her head:
“Dudu Li is a teacher in the martial arts hall, his son is a soldier in the Prime Minister’s Office, and his nephew is following the master in Liangzhou. How can he be compared to Mr. Xu?”
If nothing else, in the Xinghan Hui, Xu Ci's son Xu You was at least one level lower than Li Yi and Li Qiu.
Even though Li Hui had retreated, he still begged for his body as General Anhan and Marquis Xingting of Han Dynasty.
Not to mention that when Li Hui paid homage to the general and made him a marquis, Xu Ci didn't even get to be the Prime Minister of Great Changqiu.
Moreover, Old General Zhao is still in charge of the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall. Who dares to act recklessly here?
Even if Xu Rendu doesn’t want to lose face, he still has to have the courage.
Wei Rong touched his chin and said thoughtfully:
"Liu Cheqi also came to Nanxiang. I heard that he also brought singers from the Liu family and entertained Mr. Xu for several days. Do you think that Mr. Xu's request for so many places has something to do with Liu Cheqi? "
Yaomei naturally did not have Wei Rong's thoughts. She asked with some confusion:
“Why did Alang say that?”
Wei Rong's face suddenly became a little wretched, and he smiled strangely:
“Of course it’s because of Liu Hanzi!”
Yaomei finally understood, her face turned red, she punched Wei Rong hard, and cursed:
“Bah! Obscene!”
Wei Rong complained:
“Why is it obscene? I’m talking about serious business!”
“It’s just obscene!”
The so-called Liu Cheqi is Liu Yan.
Of course, the title of General Chariot is still very intimidating in the eyes of people who don’t know the truth.
But in front of the powerful leader Feng Jishi, ten Liu Chaqi were not enough to defeat one Feng Jishi.
Wei Rong is the most powerful disciple of Feng Jishi, so as long as he doesn't get confused and gets caught, he naturally doesn't have to be afraid of Liu Yan.
Of course, it is impossible for people like Liu Yan to stoop down and seek opportunities from juniors like Wei Rong.
But one fact is: Compared with the Xu family, the Liu family obviously needs school places more.
Because Liu Liang, the son of Liu Yan, is now a famous man in the Han Dynasty. He is responsible for coordinating the relations among the tribes in Liangzhou and also participates in the division of pasture.
The position is not high, but it is very important and very fat.
In those days, I used my body to feed Hu Nu, but now I have received rich returns, and I am not losing money this time.
It’s just that the position has become more important and more manpower is needed.
The key is that the current grassroots talent pool of the Liangzhou Governor's Office is not enough for Feng Governor himself to use.
Even the governors of various counties and the governor's office are only equipped with some backbones of the army and a few students from the school.
You have to figure out how to build the rest of the framework yourself.
Coupled with the current system of the Han Dynasty, the chief official has the power to recruit and select his own staff.
So the grassroots management talents trained by Gongfang School are Liu Liang’s best choice at the moment.
How many nails can you drive by yourself, even if you are made of iron?
Liangzhou implements an examination system, and the competition is fierce. If you can't show real political achievements, it will be difficult to get promoted in the future!
So when Wei Rong thought about it, his guess was still very possible.
It was just the unconscious smile on his face that betrayed his little thoughts, and he was beaten up by his own master.
The young couple quarreled for a while. In order to avoid this topic, Wei Rong had to ask another question:
“You went to Nanzheng the day before yesterday. How is my mother?”
Yaomei trimmed her hair and nodded:
"Agu is in good health. She also asked me to bring you a message, saying not to worry about her."
Wei Rong nodded, hesitated, and asked one more question:
“Then...did Mom say anything else?”
Yaomei shook her head: "No. Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
Wei Rong’s expression remained unchanged and he said calmly:
“Winter is coming soon, and the mornings and evenings are much cooler than during the day, so naturally I am more worried.”
Yaomei has no doubts.
After Wei Rong finished eating, he packed up and then left.
This is the Nanxiang School, not the Workshop School. Wei Rong still has things to deal with in the afternoon. It is not good for her to stay here, so as not to affect Wei Rong.
After she left, Wei Rong closed the door, took out an opened envelope from the drawer, and read it again word for word.
Until he was sure that nothing was missing, he took out the fire folder and burned the letter to ashes.
Then he leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and thought:
The chief of the mountain asked me to pay more attention to Wei Mansion. What exactly did he mean?
Although my lord has a higher qualification in the Han Dynasty than the Chief of the Mountain, in fact everyone knows that in terms of power in the Han Dynasty, there are only a few people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Chief of the Mountain.
But my lord is not among these few people.
If the mountain chief really wants to take action against the Wei family...
Thinking about the complicated forces he came into contact with in Nanxiang, and then thinking about his lord's disgusting popularity, Wei Rong really didn't dare to have any confidence in his lord.
Of course, Wei Rong cannot really be worried about Wei Yan. He is worried about whether his mother-in-law will be implicated in the Wei mansion.
Although Wei Yan was his master in name, that was only in name.
It's just a name, but it can't compare to Shan Chang's kindness in truly cultivating him.
But if the two sides really come into conflict, it will be enough to give them a headache.
Wei Rong sighed and rubbed his eyebrows.
Do you now regret your behavior of being aloof and controlling the boss?
Wei Rong didn’t know if Wei Yan regretted it, but Xu Ci knew that he did.
He had just come out of school when he suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted, "I was fooled by those two kids!"
Remembering that the boy who had been rubbing him in the face didn't open his mouth, but the young lady came in so coincidentally, I was so confused that I actually agreed to the other party.
This is basically the kid’s plan to escape!
I asked for a place in the Workshop School in front of that boy, so why did I have the nerve to ask for a place in the Nanxiang School?
That's it, I still owe someone a favor.
“It’s true that Feng Wenhe’s disciples are the disciples, each one is better than the last!”
Xu Dachangqiu Cheng "tsk" and cursed secretly.
“Feng Wenhe’s disciple? Mr. Xu, did Feng Wenhe’s disciple agree?”
Some people had been waiting anxiously outside. When they saw Xu Ci coming out, they quickly grabbed him and asked anxiously.
“How can it be so easy to make exceptions to this rule?”
Xu Ci followed the other party to the place of stay, drank the tea that Mei Qi had made, and sighed:
“I’m afraid I’ll lose all my old face!”
When the other party heard this, his face was full of disappointment and he sighed.
Unexpectedly, Xu Ci took another sip of tea, paused for a while, and then continued, "...I just got six places in the workshop school."
"Workshop School?" When the other party heard this, his eyes lit up, "That's okay, that's okay! Thank you so much Mr. Xu for this!"
“I don’t mind, but the quota is limited, and you have to pay a tuition fee of 5,000 yuan for each quota.”
“It should be, it should be!”
Xu Ci heard this and thought secretly:
An acquaintance of mine is selling each place for 5,000 yuan. With the remaining four places on hand, I will find a few more rip-offs and sell them for 10,000 yuan per place!
(End of this chapter)