Having won two first prizes, Governor Feng waited with great anticipation for Hua Wan 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 and send some of it to Nanxiang to 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 speak, 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 regards 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 in Nanxiang Academy for thirty to fifty thousand yuan, but even if they find a way to gain access to 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.
Seeing General Guan pass 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!
Now 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 learned the lesson of blood and tears.
Looking at Guan Ji and Amei's appearance, 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 much this box of jade was worth, it was not something he could afford at the moment.
The reason is simple: no money!
Thousands of miles to become an official just for money.
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 to his family.
For so many years as an official, this is the first time that Feng Junhou has such a clear mind.
Last year’s white disaster? It left everyone with lingering fears.
Seeing that winter is coming again, what materials, money and food are currently stored in Liangzhou's treasury? Are they a guarantee to stabilize people's hearts? How can they be easily used?
Not to mention such a big box of jade, how much would it cost?
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 big 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? Feng Yong knows about it.
But with today’s 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 could obtain transparent crystals in large quantities.
“You care about me? Give me the money quickly!”
Young Master Hua did not answer Feng Jishishi's question. He once again passed his white and tender hand forward and said 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 something casually: "You're a girl, what do you do with so much money all day long? Over the years, you've earned enough money 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 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 also divide the family property among them in the future."
“If you don’t work hard now? What will your children do in the future?”
"You are just a family? I want to find a way out for the two tribes!"
Young Master Hua said angrily.
Your Majesty and your mother are both enjoying happiness in Jincheng. The people who followed you before should not just leave them behind, right?
There is also the Zhu Rong 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 the flower garden, 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, with the deepening of the Xinghanhui's development of Nanzhong, 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 do you 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 official 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 horse 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 is the case, they are definitely not as familiar with it as we are. At worst, we have to work harder, make more trips, 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, so why are they working as laborers, but the children who left the country are not? Have you never thought about it?”
“Because there are schools in Yuexi! How many people are waiting to snatch the children who come out of the schools. I wanted a few last year, but you didn’t know that you 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 team would have to invite students from outside every time they clear their accounts.”
“How much will it cost for transportation and labor?” Hua Wanda said dissatisfiedly.
"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 considered a success.”
“Being an official is the best way out?”
As Feng’s governor’s power became more and more powerful, the special skill of “eloquent words and seduction” became less and less used.
But once used, the power is still not half as bad as before.
After hearing these words, Young Master Hua couldn't help but feel her heart pounding and her mind 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?
When passing through Jincheng from the south to the north, Hua Wan also stayed in Jincheng for a long time to reunite with her parents.
While chatting with my parents, I happened to mention the recent rumors that Jincheng wanted to open a school.
My parents have been staying in Jincheng for almost ten years, so they 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, her eyes originally brightened, and she looked steadily at Governor Feng.
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 some of his tribe to Yuexun, just in time to catch up with the dividends of Yuexun.
But if the eggs are not put in one basket, that is normal 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 were 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 gradually recovered a lot.
Now many people rely on her to make a living.
These relationships supported her to travel freely in Nanzhong.
Thinking of his experiences over the years, Young Master Hua suddenly figured out a truth at this moment:
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?
There is also 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, why should I be so timid?
After thinking about this, Young Master Hua suddenly felt that there was a road to the sky in front of him.
If I really accomplish this, then... wouldn't I also be able to imitate the aristocratic families in Shu and become a prominent family in South China?
Can we really be like the Li family (Li Hui) in Nanzhong and fear that our own people will have no way out?
Thinking of this, Young Master Hua started to tremble slightly.
So the pungent 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 running a school, the first priority is teaching materials. Therefore, if you want to run a school, you must first solve the problem of teaching materials.”
“What are the teaching materials?”
“It means what the students in the school need to learn, how to teach it, and where to start teaching it. 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 the Han Dynasty come from Nanxiang. Whichever place Nanxiang is willing to print textbooks for, 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 obtain 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 empress, even adults have only met the emperor once.
As for Grandpa Zhuge, I heard that he has a lot of things to do every day. 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, and we will also need to borrow internships from Nanxiang Academy at the beginning..."
“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."
Among the tribes in Nanzhong, as long as they have some conditions, which one is not trying their best to learn Chinese and write Chinese characters?
Now that there is such a great thing, those leaders are afraid that their heads will be smashed?
The governor Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Although Young Master Hua looks petite, her chest proportions are not small.
Hua Wan glanced at Feng Jishi'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, where the best children can be recommended to the school in Nanxiang?”
"no problem."
Governor Feng responded immediately.
Hua Wan’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 filled with transparent jade.
Although a person is small, he is very powerful.
The box made a heartbreaking sound and hit Governor Feng's toes.
“This is the deposit for the school!”
Hua Wan said proudly.
Governor Feng was already amused: What a decent little lady!
Hua Wan looked left and right, then suddenly walked away with a thump.
Seeing her move, Feng Yong was about to ask her what she was doing when he saw her coming back from writing on the desk.
It 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 Jishi’s face froze:
“What kind of contract? How can I, a dignified governor, still default on my 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 fingerprint.”
“No, just write it.”
Young Master Hua is very persistent.
"Where's Amei? Amei, don't you believe it too? Let Amei write it?"