"Wei Langjun, even if you want to give me some face, do you think you can think of a way to get a few more places for me?"
"Look, these few scholars I have are all rare talents 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 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..."
The former 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 around, the mountain chief will definitely punish me."
"If you tell me these things, you might as well go to the mountain chief to find a way out."
Ten thousand yuan?
is it a lot?
My detailed account will not be read if it is less than 10,000 yuan...
Seeing that the boy in front of him refused to accept anything, Xu Ci could only say nothing.
As the chief minister 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.
He hides in the palace all day long, either counting the bills or playing with his son...
If you are angry, you will not fight. If you are angry, you will not fight!
Xu Dachangqiucheng lamented.
After all, Nanxiang Academy can be regarded as the property of the royal family. The emperor does not care about it, and neither does the queen.
It could be said that there was a lady named Zhang Si who was in charge, and she was also Feng Wenhe's mistress.
Who are you going to talk to?
With Feng Wenhe's status and power, do I dare to owe him a favor casually?
These "talents" at hand packaged up and sold them all, I'm afraid they can't even repay Feng Wenhe's favor!
Favor also has 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 that he doesn't want to lose face?
Thinking of this, Xu Ci gave up his plan to ask for favors from Governor Feng and continued to grind his disciples:
"Mr. Wei Lang, this Nanxiang School is too tolerant to the people of Nanxiang, but 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..."
Wei Rong heard this and looked at Xu Ci sideways:
"Mr. Xu, what you said is wrong. The school has students sent from other counties every year. How can we say it is so harsh?"
"The examinations at Nanxiang Academy are all about those who are able to take the exams and those who are unable to do so. They are 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, in the army led by the mountain chief, half of the backbone of the army, from team leader to school lieutenant, are descendants of Nanxiang.
What the people of Nanxiang are living today is the result of the men from every household in Nanxiang who have fought with the mountain chief for many years and sacrificed their lives on the front line.
Everyone knows 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.
Are these foreigners trying to steal the position of the Nanxiang kids with just a few tickets?
Beautiful thought!
Wei Rong said "Hey tui" and spit into the trash can.
There is no 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 Xu Gong 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 Yaomei who grew up and married Wei Rong.
At this time, she behaved dignifiedly. Although she was dressed plainly and elegantly, she still had a sense of grace.
If someone didn't know the details, they would think she was a lady from 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.
Compared with ten years ago, rural girls have completely transformed into women of the new era 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?
He immediately snorted and rolled his sleeves 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 said that, 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.
Of course the earliest textile workshops are 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.
Due to 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.
Workshop School is an important supplement to Nanxiang School.
But 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?"
But when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "Seriously?"
Yaomei smiled and nodded:
"How dare I lie to Mr. Xu?"
"I want ten spots!"
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, but there are only five of them. Now you see that my young master is easy to bully, so why are you talking so loudly?"
"Go, go, go! What does it have to do with you?" Xu Ci said angrily, and then turned to Yaomei, "That old man from my family is following Feng Junhou to make a career in Liangzhou."
"There is also a shortage of people under my command. If the Wei family's wife can help with this, I will be very grateful."
"Since Mr. Xu has spoken, I will naturally comply. When the time comes, just 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.
What is lost is the east corner, and what is gained is the mulberry tree.
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 spat out another bone with a pop, then laughed loudly and said to his Xijun:
"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 good 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?"
Not to mention anything else, in the Xinghan Hui, Xu Ci's son Xu You was at least one level behind Li Yi and Li Qiu.
Even though Li Hui had retreated, he was still begging 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 became a marquis, Xu Ci didn't even get the chance to join Da Changqiucheng.
Moreover, General Zhao is still in charge of the Nanxiang Martial Arts Hall now. Who dares to act recklessly here?
Even if Xu Rendu didn't want to lose face, he still had 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 wants so many places? Is it possible that Liu Cheqi has something to do with it?"
Yaomei naturally did not have Wei Rong's thoughts, so 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 Hanzi Liu!"
Yaomei finally understood, her face turned red, she punched Wei Rong hard and cursed:
"Bah! Dirty!"
Wei Rong cried out:
"How come it's 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 and Cavalry 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 Cheqi were not enough to defeat one Feng Jishi.
Wei Rong, as the most powerful disciple of the powerful Feng Jishi, naturally didn't have to be afraid of Liu Yan as long as he didn't get caught out of confusion.
Of course, it is impossible for people like Liu Yan to stoop to seek employment from a junior 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 various tribes in Liangzhou and also participates in the division of pasture.
The position is not high, but it is very important, and it is very fat.
I used my body to feed Hu Nu back then, 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.
Even the governors of various counties and the governor's office only have some military backbones and a few students from the school.
You have to figure out how to put up the rest of the framework yourself.
Coupled with the current system of the Han Dynasty, the chief officer has the power to recruit and select his own staff.
Therefore, the grassroots management talents trained by Gongfang School are Liu Liang's best choice at the moment.
Otherwise, how many nails can you drive by yourself, even if you are covered in 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, and Wei Rong had to ask another question in order to avoid the topic:
"You went to Nanzheng the day before yesterday. Is grandma okay?"
Yaomei trimmed her hair and nodded:
"Auntie 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 had no doubts.
After Wei Rong finished eating, he packed up and 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, lest it 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.
It wasn't until he was sure that nothing was missing that 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 mountain chief asked me to pay more attention to Wei Mansion. What exactly did he mean?
Although my master's qualifications in the Han Dynasty are higher than those of the Shan Chief, in fact everyone knows that there are only a few people in the Han Dynasty who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Shan Chief.
And 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 thinking about his master's popularity, Wei Rong really didn't dare to have any confidence in Wei Yan.
Of course, Wei Rong couldn't really be worried about Wei Yan. He was worried about whether his mother would be implicated in the Wei mansion.
Although Wei Yan was his master in name, that was only in name.
A name can't compare to the kindness of Shan Chang who truly cultivated him into an adult.
But if the two sides really clashed, it would be enough to give Wei Rong a headache.
Wei Rong sighed and rubbed his eyebrows.
If my master had known that the mountain leader would be able to achieve what he is today, would he have regretted the way he acted aloof and wanted to control the mountain leader?
Wei Rong didn't know that Wei Yanhou didn't regret it, but Xu Ci knew that he regretted it.
He had just come out of school when he suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "I was fooled by those two kids!"
Thinking of the fact that the boy who was rubbing him in the right direction didn't say anything, but that young lady came in so coincidentally, I was so confused that I actually agreed to the other party.
This is basically the kid's escape strategy!
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 is true that the disciples taught by Feng Wenhe are better than the last!"
Xu Dachangqiu Cheng "tsk" and cursed secretly.
"Feng Wenhe's disciple? Mr. Xu, did Feng Wenhe's disciple agree?"
Someone had been waiting anxiously outside. When they saw Xu Ci coming out, they quickly grabbed him and asked anxiously.
"How can this rule be so easily broken?"
Xu Cichang followed Liu Yan to the place of stay, drank the tea prepared by Mei Qi, and sighed:
"I'm afraid my old face will be completely disgraced!"
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!"
"It doesn't matter to me, it's just that the number of places is limited, and you have to pay a tuition fee of 5,000 yuan for each place."
"It should, it should!"
After Xu Ci heard this, he thought secretly:
An acquaintance of mine sells each spot for 5,000 yuan. With the remaining four spots on hand, I will find a few more rip-offs and sell each spot for 10,000 yuan!
