Chapter 2532: Rushing to be the first to enter Xiangxu

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Liu Yu's eyes were bright and his voice was loud: "Think again about the year when Huan Xuan was in power. Every household in our house was in panic all day long. Almost every day, we heard that a brother he knew was killed after being accused of a crime. Those who had

Our generals and eldest brothers hang their heads at the city gates one by one. If the situation is not precarious, how can we rise up and propose to overthrow Huan Chu? Therefore, as long as power falls in the hands of others, then we will be fish on the chopping board.

They have many ways to make you lose everything in one day."

The venue fell into a dead silence. After a long time, Erzhuzi shouted unconvinced: "No, as long as Brother Jinu is with us, whoever dares to bully us will be killed by us. As long as we have a knife in our hand,

I’m not afraid of these literati doing bad things!”

Liu Yu said calmly: "Yes, I can kill one Wang Yu, but can I kill all the scholars? If I really want to kill all the people who can write and do math, then can you still use the knife?

Two pillars? When you count to ten or more, you have to ask someone to count on your fingers. Who can you find for those thousands or tens of thousands of troops, the food and ammunition used every day, and the manpower and animal power required for transportation during the war?

Forget it, who can we find to manage it?”

 Er Zhuzhu’s head has begun to sweat like a waterfall, his lips are twitching slightly, but he is speechless!

Liu Yu looked around and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, we used to be limited by the world. We didn't have the opportunity to go to school, read or write, or do calculations. So we had nothing to do but a handful of strength and a lot of skills.

For martial arts, one can only serve the country by joining the army, charging into battle, and licking blood with the blade of a knife to earn some fame. However, the distribution of this fame has to rely on those nobles from aristocratic families. Why? Just because they have culture and knowledge and can govern the country.

"

"When we put down our swords and take off our armor, we can do nothing. At most we can only farm and hunt. Even how much taxes we have to pay each year and how many days we have to serve are all decided by the officials. In the past, we gathered all day long.

We all complained together, saying that the government oppressed us, but now that we have become officials one by one, have titles, and become officials, we should know that if we want the government and the court to run, we have to collect taxes from the people, otherwise we will suffer.

What to drink? Officials can’t farm their own land and have to deal with official duties. Even we soldiers have to be separated from production, but we can’t skip a meal. So where does the money and rice come from, and how do we collect it?”

Erzhuzi gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Brother Jinu, I understand what you mean. You are saying that in order to collect grain and collect taxes, you must be able to write and do calculations, and you must learn culture, right?"

Liu Yu nodded: "Yes, if you can't trust the noble family or outsiders, then we have to let our children do this kind of thing. They don't have to endure the hardships like we did back then. They have to go there at a young age.

To make a living, everyone knows that when I was a child, Liu Yu was so poor that I didn’t even have a complete piece of clothing and was shirtless all day long. It wasn’t until I was fourteen that my mother sewed a short shirt out of a lot of rags and quickly got into a fight.

It was smashed, two pillars, four dogs, I remember that it was you two who were responsible for it!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd. Erzhuzi and Sigouzi looked at each other and smiled. Sigouzi touched his nose: "I just tore your rag, but you punched me until my nose collapsed. Until now."

It’s not good either.”

Liu Yu smiled slightly: "So, we have to let the children read and learn calligraphy. Only by knowing the books and responding to the etiquette can we keep our family business in the future. Otherwise, without learning and skill, and relying on the shadow of our fathers and grandfathers, we will meet sooner or later.

Degenerate. We all hate the Diao family, but the ancestors of the Diao family are also heroes who have made great contributions to the country. Just because their ancestors have made great contributions, their descendants do not want to serve the country, but instead behave randomly, and finally become people like Diao Kui. Brothers.

, I don’t want anyone in our future, or their children and grandchildren, to become the kind of people we hate the most.”

There was a woman in the crowd shouting unconvincingly: "I think the Zhuge family now is just like Diao Kui back then!"

Liu Yu's face changed slightly, but he heard a rude male voice yelling from underneath: "You bitch, you ate too much and you didn't keep your mouth shut? What nonsense are you talking about? Shut up!"

Liu Yu was very clear in his heart. Zhuge Changmin was also notoriously greedy in Jingkou. After Jianyi, he even turned into Benjiali and occupied people's fields everywhere. Many old brothers had already reported this to him secretly, but now after all, the great cause has just begun.

, the upper management cannot create chaos at this time, they can only find an opportunity to deal with the matter later.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly: "Brother Changmin has been through life and death after all. He has a large family, so it is understandable that he would occupy more space. I will talk to him about this matter someday. In fact, he has been away from the town of Liyang for a long time.

, there will be a lot of open space outside in the future, I can let him go to other places to buy some properties, and then expand his fiefdom. We have been fellow countrymen and brothers for many years, so don’t hurt our friendship over trivial things. In the future, our country will become more and more prosperous.

The bigger the city is, the more foundation it will have. A small Jingkou is not all we have."

Erzhuzi laughed: "Brother Jinu said it well. This place is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more people. It needs to be guarded more. If you are not educated and illiterate, others will take away your wealth. Then

Xiangxu, my two boys have signed up to go to school. Who else is going together?!"

 There was a rush of shouts from the shacks under the stage, accompanied by countless raised arms: "My eldest child is thirteen and my younger child is seven. Can we sign up together?"

Liu Yu nodded and said: "No problem. Different classes will be divided according to age, and different teachers will teach. Anyone who is after the age of four and before the age of twenty can attend."

As soon as these words came out, more arms were raised. Liu Yu smiled and pointed to the other side of the stage. More than ten academics in blue shirts and Confucian uniforms had been standing there for a long time. They all twisted their beards and smiled, looking at Liu

Liu Yu's eyes were full of admiration. Perhaps these Confucian scholars had not thought that Liu Yu was not only a god on the battlefield, but also his inspiring speech was so powerful that they were impressed by him.

Several women also complained: "The head of my family is too unsatisfactory. Everyone else has sons, but my family only has daughters. Alas, in the future, everyone will be literate and someone will take care of the family business, but what about my family?"

What to do?!"

"Sister-in-law Shugen, it's okay. As for my daughter, as long as she marries well, your family is a viscount. Are you afraid that you can't recruit a few uncles who can call and write? When the time comes to change your surname, won't you be a member of your Zhao family?

?”

Liu Xingdi’s voice sounded clearly: “Dad, I also want to sign up for school, is that okay?”

 All the sounds stopped suddenly, and countless eyes turned to Liu Xingdi, full of surprise and suspicion, and even whispers: "She? Isn't she married? She is even pregnant with a child, is this okay?"


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