Chapter 897 Chapter 0908 The White Wolf with Empty Gloves
Having won two first prizes, Governor Feng waited with great anticipation for Huawan to introduce the third box.
“This is a medicinal material often used in the Shan country. It can be used externally or internally. It is said to be able to eliminate toxins and carbuncle, expel wind and kill insects..."
Feng Jishi suddenly lost interest.
First of all, he didn’t know much about medicine.
Secondly, there is no scientific efficacy certification system.
There are many things that are said to be medicines, but actually act as a placebo.
Waving his hand, Feng Yong said to Amei:
“Leave this to Fan Qi. Send some of it to Nanxiang and let Fan A and Li Dangzhi see if it is of any use. Please pay attention to this matter.”
Amei agrees.
Hua Wan saw that Feng Jishi didn't care much, so he wisely didn't say anything more.
Then he opened the fourth box with a face full of joy:
“This box is the most valuable, Feng Junhou, please take a look!”
“Wow! So many jade!”
Before Feng Yong could say anything, General Guan had already approached him with a look of obsession and held up a piece of pure transparent crystal that was larger than his palm:
"it's beautiful!"
Affected by the Xinghan Association's price hikes, the Han Dynasty now regarded transparent crystal as a treasure.
The more transparent, larger, and smoother the jade is, the more expensive it is.
Others want to buy a place at Nanxiang Academy for thirty to fifty thousand yuan, but even if they find a way through a "famous person" like Xu Ci, there is no hope.
Like what Guan Ji has now, it is more than enough to exchange for a place in Nanxiang Academy, and it does not require any connections.
But seeing General Guan hand the water jade in his hand to Amei, he asked:
“Is it enough for a pair of telescopes?”
Amei’s eyes were shining brightly and she nodded repeatedly.
A pair of telescopes cost 500,000 yuan!
At present, there are a small amount of stocks in the palace, the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Liangzhou Governor's Mansion, totaling less than ten pairs.
The technology for making telescopes is currently only mastered by the manufacturing bureau under Amei.
So even if the Prime Minister's Office wants a telescope, it has to pay the actual cost price without any discount.
This is the rule set by Governor Feng after he was taught a lesson of blood and tears.
Looking at the appearance of Guan Ji and Amei, Hua Wan was very proud and spread out her little hands:
“Feng Junhou, look at this box of jade, how much is it worth?”
Feng Jishi looked at the white and tender little hands in front of him. They looked good, but the meaning expressed was very unfriendly: Give me money!
He swallowed involuntarily. No matter how valuable this box of jade was, it was not something he could afford at the moment.
The reason is simple: no money!
Thousands of miles to become an official only for wealth.
For others, the bigger the official position, the richer they are.
It just so happened that Ji Han gave birth to a powerful Han prime minister.
As the actual controller of Ji Han, he was very poor.
As one of the top bosses of the Han Dynasty, the political pace of Feng Jishi and the prime minister of the Han Dynasty must be consistent.
In the past year since he became the governor of Liangzhou, Mr. Feng has not left any benefits for himself.
In all the years he has been an official, this is the first time that Feng Junhou has such a clear mind.
The white disaster last year left everyone with lingering fears.
Seeing that winter is coming again, the materials, money and food currently stored in Liangzhou's treasury are a guarantee to stabilize people's hearts. How can they be easily used?
What's more, how much money will it cost for such a big box of jade?
Feng Gui Wang thought about it and felt that even if he sold himself to Young Master Hua, he might not be able to buy the large box of water jade in front of him.
“Have you found the jade mine? Or have you robbed all the southern countries?”
There are crystal mines in Myanmar, and Feng Yong knows about them.
But with the current primitive exploration and mining technology, coupled with the primitive environment of the Indochina Peninsula during the Three Kingdoms period.
Feng Yong never thought that he would be able to obtain large quantities of transparent crystals.
“You care about me? Give me the money quickly!”
Young Master Hua did not answer Governor Feng's question, but once again passed his white and tender hand forward and spoke confidently.
“You little lady, who am I, Feng? Are you still afraid that I won’t have any money to give you?”
Feng Jishifeng casually pushed Hua Wan's hand away, picked up a piece of jade from the box and looked at it carefully.
He said casually, "You're a girl, what do you do with so much money all day long? The money you've earned over the years is enough to last you a lifetime, right?"
“I don’t dare to compete with you!” Hua Wan curled her lips, “Who in the world doesn’t know that Feng Junhou has a good way of making money? The money you earn can probably be spent for more than ten generations.”
"Can it be the same?" Governor Feng gestured to the room, "I have a wife and children, and even if they are daughters, I will share the family property with them in the future."
“If we don’t work hard now, what will happen to our children in the future?”
“You are just one family, and I want to find a way out for two tribes!”
Young Master Hua said angrily.
Your Excellency and your mother are both enjoying happiness in Jincheng. The clansmen who used to follow Your Excellency cannot just leave them behind, right?
There is also the Zhurong Department, which is headed by a woman, and they don't dare to make any mistakes.
“Oh, yes, I almost forgot about this.”
Feng Jishi seemed to have suddenly come to his senses, then he frowned and looked at Huawan, but stopped talking.
Young Master Hua’s heart skipped a beat when she saw him like this.
Feng Guiwang is famous in Nanzhong, even though he has never set foot in Nanzhong in these years.
However, as the Xinghanhui develops Nanzhong in depth, Feng Guiwang’s influence on Nanzhong will only become more and more profound.
Even one of his decisions can affect the food and clothing of the people in Nanzhong.
Just like the grass just now.
Young Master Hua pretended to be impatient on his face, but his eyes were shining brightly. He looked at Feng Guiwang and said, "What's your look like? If you have anything to say, just say it."
“Ahem, Lady Hua, I’m going to say something unpleasant.”
Governor Feng hesitated for a moment, and finally said:
“Don’t think you can make more money by traveling to the south now, but this is because the Nanzhong Guandao Road has not been completely restored, so you have the exclusive benefit.”
“But this is not a long-term solution. If you don’t believe me, look at it. Now the official road between Jianning County and Yunnan County is about to be opened, right?”
“Lu Taishou (Lu Kai) of Yunnan County is also an old acquaintance of me. He has written to me a long time ago to discuss how to connect Yuexi and Yunnan counties.”
"Based on the current situation, how long do you think you can enjoy this benefit alone? What will you do when other cavalry teams can also reach Yongchang County or even cross Ailao Mountain?"
Huawan’s face changed slightly, but she refused to admit defeat:
"What are you afraid of? Even if that happens, they are definitely not as familiar with it as we are. The worst we can do is work harder, run more times, and run farther..."
Governor Feng interrupted her unceremoniously: "So the way you find a way out for your people is to work as coolies and earn hard money?"
Hua Wan lowered her head, kicked the box, and said in a low voice:
"What else can I do? It's better than working as a laborer in your Han sugar cane fields..."
Governor Feng said sadly:
"They work as laborers because they can only work as laborers and can't do anything else. If you think the same way, then your people will have no choice but to work as coolies in the future."
"We are from the same seven counties in Nanzhong. Why are they working as laborers, but the children from Yuexi can be managers? Have you never thought about it?"
Hua Wan said unconvinced: "Because there is a school in Yuexun! Who said I haven't thought about it?"
“How many people are waiting to grab the children who come out of the school? I wanted a few last year, but you didn’t know that your Xinghan Association didn’t leave any for others.”
“Fortunately, several children from my tribe also entered the school in the past two years, otherwise my cavalry would have to invite students from outside every time it clears its accounts.”
“How much will it cost for transportation and labor?”
Huawan was very dissatisfied.
"That's right, a school!" Governor Feng said with his fingers, "Now there are schools in Hanzhong, Longyou, and Liangzhou. Even in Jincheng, there are people who want to open a school."
“Everyone knows that students from the school are useful, not to mention that if a child from a family is promising and can be recommended to Nanxiang School, it will be regarded as a success.”
“Isn’t becoming an official the best way out?”
As Feng Jishi became more powerful, the special skill of "eloquent words and seduction" became less and less used.
But once used, the power is still not half the same as before.
After hearing these words, Young Master Hua couldn't help but feel her heart beating and her thoughts racing.
Just thinking about the difficulties of running a school, she felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on her head: How could this school be run as promised?
While chatting with my parents, I happened to talk about the recent rumors that Jincheng wanted to open a school.
Having stayed in Jincheng for almost ten years, the adults and my mother will naturally have some channels to understand what happened in Jincheng.
She said subconsciously:
"I heard that this school matter is of great importance. How can it be done just as you say?"
“I heard from my lord and my mother that several wealthy families in Shu County have joined forces to set up a school. Whether it will succeed or not is unknown..."
At this point, she suddenly paused again, the original brightness in her eyes flashed, and she looked steadily at Feng Jishi.
Her small nose suddenly expanded, and her breathing became a little rapid.
“Feng…Feng Junhou, oh, no, Feng Langjun, I knew that Nanxiang Academy had a great connection with you, but I didn’t know…”
In order to find a way out for his tribe, Young Master Hua moved part of his tribe to Yuexun, just in time to catch up with the dividends of Yuexun.
But eggs are not put in one basket, that is the basic operation.
Besides, how could the Meng family, which was originally so powerful in Nanzhong, be able to relocate in one go?
Not to mention the tribes large and small that are attached to the Meng family.
Over the years, as the reputation of Young Master Hua's cavalry gradually spread in Nanzhong, the previous relationship between the Meng family has been restored a lot.
Now many people rely on her to make a living.
These relationships are the basis for her to travel freely in Nanzhong.
After these years of traveling around the country, Young Master Hua has long understood a truth:
I'm not rebelling, I just want to make more money and make everyone's life easier. What's wrong with that?
The people of the tribe support themselves, isn’t it just because of this!
Why can Feng Ghost King walk sideways in the Han Dynasty?
Isn’t it because there is a Xinghan Society behind him?
I also have a lot of tribal support behind me!
Didn’t Grandpa Zhuge also say that the Han and the barbarians are one and the same? I am seeking benefits for the barbarians in the south, so why should I be so timid?
When talking about school now, listening to the tone of King Feng Gui, Young Master Hua suddenly discovered a road to the sky.
If I really succeed in doing this, then... wouldn't I also be able to imitate the aristocratic families in Shu and become a prominent family in South China?
Can he really be like the Li family (Li Hui) in Nanzhong and fear that his own people will have no way out?
Thinking of this, Young Master Hua’s heart beat uncontrollably.
So the fierce little Yi girl from Nanzhong instantly turned into a shy flower girl... Well, flower girl, Feng Jishi grinned:
“What does the flower lady want to say?”
"What I want to ask is, does Feng Langjun have any access to the school?"
Young Master Hua asked in a very soft voice.
“When setting up a school, the first priority is teaching materials. Therefore, if we want to set up a school, we must first solve the problem of teaching materials.”
“What are the teaching materials?”
“It means what the students in the school should learn, how to teach it, and where to start teaching. These are a whole set of knowledge, and they are all recorded in the textbooks.”
Hua Wan nodded and asked, "Then how should we solve this textbook?"
“Of course it’s Nanxiang. The teaching materials for all schools in Han Dynasty come from Nanxiang. Wherever Nanxiang is willing to print textbooks, half of the schools in that place will be used.”
Nanxiang?
Isn’t that the lair of Ghost King Feng?
I heard that there is thick smoke billowing there during the day, and evil spirits appear...
“Feng Langjun, if I want to get teaching materials, who should I go to?”
Young Master Hua asked very humbly.
“The emperor and the prime minister, of course, the queen can also...”
The corners of Huawan’s eyes twitched.
Forget about the emperor and the queen, even the adults have only met the emperor once.
As for Grandpa Zhuge, I heard that he has a lot of things to do every day, so it is extremely lucky to meet him once, let alone go to him to intercede on this matter.
Hua Wan was thinking a lot when she suddenly heard Governor Feng say slowly again:
"They will send someone to come to me and discuss it with me, and I will send someone to say hello to Nanxiang."
"Feng Langjun, I want to, um, want to..."
“Want textbooks?”
Hua Wan nodded repeatedly.
“Do you have money?”
"How much?"
“It’s not much. Such a box of jade can probably buy about three hundred sets of two-year textbooks.”
“Really?”
“This is just money for teaching materials, as well as running a school. In the beginning, we will also need to borrow internships from Nanxiang Academy..."
“Well, I mean, if you have to transfer some teachers to teach, that will also cost money.”
"And you have to build a house according to the school's standards, right? Nanxiang will also recommend an engineering team to you, covering labor costs, material costs, etc."
“After all, I have to get another box of jade like this, so I can barely make it…”
Huawan patted her chest nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. I'll go back and tell the leaders that anyone who wants to enter the school has to pay."
As long as the tribes in Nanzhong have a little bit of conditions, which one is not trying their best to learn Chinese and write Chinese characters?
Now that there is such a great thing, are those leaders afraid that they will burst their heads?
Feng Jishi swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Although Young Master Hua has a petite figure, her chest proportions are not small.
Hua Wan glanced at Governor Feng’s Adam’s apple rolling up and down, and puffed up her chest intentionally or unintentionally:
“Feng Langjun, can the school in Nanzhong be like the school in Yuexun and send the best children to Nanxiang School?”
"no problem."
Governor Feng responded immediately.
Huawan’s eyes shone: “Really?”
“I lied to you and I gave you the material of a cavalry team.”
Okay, it’s stable!
Hua Wan is full of confidence.
She now believes that one of those heads in Nanzhong must have his head broken off.
She suddenly bent down and pushed the box full of transparent jade.
A person is small but has great strength.
The box made a heartbreaking sound and hit Governor Feng's toes.
“This is the deposit for the school!”
Huawan said proudly.
Governor Feng was already amused: What a wise little lady!
Hua Wan looked left and right, then suddenly walked away with a thump.
Before Feng Yong opened his mouth, he saw that she had already taken the pen and ink back from the desk.
That was originally used by Ah Chong to practice calligraphy, but he hadn't had time to clean it up.
Hua Wan handed the pen and ink to Governor Feng:
“Feng Langjun, please write a contract!”
Feng Cishi suddenly felt something was wrong:
"What kind of contract? How can I, a dignified governor, still default on the debt?"
The pen and ink held up in front of Governor Feng remained motionless.
Feng Jishi was helpless:
“Can you let Mr. Xi write it? I’ll press my thumbprint.”
“No, just write it.”
Young Master Hua is very persistent.
"Where's Amei? Amei, don't you believe it too? Let Amei write it?"
Feng Jishi suddenly became a little angry.
Huawan is still shaking his head.
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(End of this chapter)