The dust has settled for the time being, the emperor has returned to the palace, the ministers have returned to the city, and the Gongma Camp has also returned to the camp.
The capital is no different from other state capitals and is the center of the country, so be careful and there will be no serious problems.
The two government offices of Honglu Temple and Jingzhao Mansion are still busy in the city. Only by confirming again and again can the monarchs, ministers and the people feel relieved.
The Ministry of Rites' notice on people's peace was also posted, but the content was quite playful and wordy, avoiding the word "epidemic". It also emphasized the measure of the court's actions and how much the monarch and his ministers cared about their people.
For this notice, it can be said that 11 out of 10 people could not understand it and had no idea what it meant. Even though I couldn't read the words, I didn't understand what the court wanted to express.
People who are literate post notices for a group of illiterates to read. The illiterates can't understand, but those who put up the notices know. And they are afraid that someone will understand, so they write in a way that makes them incomprehensible.
Regardless of the common people, the aristocratic families and officials began to talk about Han You again.
The popularity of Summer Resort has not subsided yet, and Han You once again made the headlines.
The eldest young master of the Han family took people to Majiazhuang to beat up the Ma family.
The son of Jingzhao Mansion discovered a sick horse.
Han Shaoyin was in charge of the military power of the Archers and Cavalry Battalion.
General Han turned out to be the deputy commander of the Emperor's personal army.
People cannot control what other people think of them, no matter what changes they make or what their nature is.
The meaning of the word "Han You" has also changed. From the dude of the Han Dynasty who first debuted, it became Han Shaoyin, and Han Shaoyin became General Han. This "general" of the emperor's own army became the emperor's eagle, dog and minions.
The person involved can never control nicknames. Just like some people, the four words inexplicably turn into sweet potatoes. After a few days, the sweet potatoes inexplicably turn into purple potato seeds. After a few days, the purple potato seeds turn into "sweet potatoes". After eating potato, a few days later, it turned into a mouse. Looking back, the word "rat" has nothing to do with the "feishuo moshu".
The emperor and his ministers returned to Beijing, including the Gongma Camp. Han You did not return, but returned to the Summer Resort with a group of friends to celebrate his achievements.
There was singing and dancing in the summer resort, and Han You gave everyone bonuses. Beating up Ma's family was so exciting, not to mention that Han You not only got such a large piece of land, but also made money of 200,000 yuan.
Living next to each other, some families are happy and some are sad.
Looking at Majiazhuang again, the ruins were in ruins and the atmosphere was smoky. Ma Laoer and Ma Fenghou took a group of disgraced farmers, some of whom went to the capital to seek medical treatment from a doctor, and some of whom went to the north of the city to rebuild their homes.
That's Ma's house. There are many tents, otherwise there would be no place to stay tonight.
The house was leaking and it rained all night. Just after eating and drinking at the Summer Resort, it started to rain heavily. The villagers of the Ma family were even more pitiful, dragging their broken legs, like refugees fleeing famine.
In the middle of the night, it was raining heavily. I rode a fast horse through the rain and arrived at the Majia Archway. I kept rubbing my eyes.
This person is Ma Rufeng who just returned from the Northland.
Boss Ma looked at the ruins of Ma's Village and fell into deep confusion. Damn it, where is my house?
Turning his head, Ma Rufeng looked at the brightly lit summer resort. He was even more confused. Is this the west of the city?
At this time in the villa, Han You didn't drink much. He returned to the bamboo house built specifically for him and drew pictures with Ji Ying.
With money and land, it will definitely need to be expanded again, and many of Han You's ideas can be realized one by one without compromise.
Ji Ying is a professional. After understanding what Han You meant, he started to draw the details. Han You drew the thing, which looked like Lego blocks.
Han You was sleepy and excited. He got the land, which meant more capital investment was needed. If he wanted to make more money, he had to think creatively.
Han You started painting again.
Ji Ying glanced curiously: "What kind of building is this?"
"It's not construction, it's work clothes, worn by students at the 998 girls' school."
Ji Ying took a breath of cold air: "Nine hundred and ninety-eight coins?"
"good."
"Then this work clothes..." Ji Ying looked more and more confused: "Isn't this just a piece of cloth hanging from two ropes? What is it called?"
"Big black pussy." Han You chuckled, "Big black pussy."
"Where is Kabuto?"
Han You rolled his eyes: "What are you talking about, Dou, Dou, you have such a bad face!"
Ji Ying said oh, it turned out to be a veil.
After painting for a while, Han You stretched out and said, "Remember to ask the villa to hire some tailors. I'll go to bed first. Don't be too tired. You have to sleep for half an hour before dawn anyway, so as not to damage your body." ”
Ji Ying was so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood. I am a descendant of Ban Shi, not Ikaruga. I slept for less than half an hour without closing my eyes for two days. Even an iron man can't stand it.
Han You fell asleep, but many people were not as caring as he was.
In addition to Brother Kun who stayed up late and worked overtime to write and draw, there were several friends sitting under the rain cover on the stage, drinking and talking about business.
Uncle Qin, Wang Hai, Lu Baichuan, Beimen Yuyong, Tang Jing, as well as several small bosses of the villa, Yu Qi, Zhu Shang and others gathered together.
These people have various identities, including servants, guardians, booksellers, civil servants and military generals, as well as common people from all three religions and nine classes.
Because of Han You, because of the Summer Resort, and because of many things, we are all on the same boat. We don’t say it on the surface, but we know it in our hearts.
Needless to say, Uncle Qin and Wang Hai are from the Han family.
Lu Baichuan now takes a back seat and is Han You's subordinate official.
Beimen Yuyong took away the Shanzhuang elements and communicated with Han You. Even if the Ma family matter was settled, the two of them would advance and retreat together.
Tang Jing was on the pirate ship and couldn't get off. As for Yuqi, Zhu Shang and other small bosses, they now had to rely on Han You for food. They would not run away until the villa fell.
Compared with Yu Qi, Zhu Shang is more pure. As a veteran of the army, Han You gave him not just money, but more valuable things. These kindnesses need to be protected with life. Sadly, Zhu Shang This group of people only had one life left. Unfortunately, Han You was different from the others. He respected their originally worthless lives and believed that this "life" was worth thousands of gold.
Ji Ying happened to come out to look for food. When he saw a group of people sitting there, he walked over.
After chatting for a few words and looking at the drawings drawn by Ji Ying, everyone was excited. Han You drew a blueprint for them, a blueprint with infinite possibilities.
At this time, many people knew about Han You's ambition, determination, and expectations.
The establishment of the Summer Resort was not to make money. Making money was a means, not an end. Just from the drawing marked "School", you can see it clearly.
Han You seems to want to take the monopoly of "knowledge" back from the aristocratic family and give it to the people and ordinary people.
Only Beimen Yuyong's face turned extremely ugly, his fat face turned pale. He stood up and ran into the rain, breaking into the bamboo house.
Just as Han You was sitting on the bed, before he had finished taking off his clothes, Beimen Yuyong rushed in and shouted: "You're crazy!"
"What am I crazy about?"
Han You was confused: "Something happened again."
"Why does the school you envision have to accommodate 600 people? Do you know how many people there are in the Imperial College?"
"Two or three hundred people, what's wrong?"
Han You said in an indifferent tone: "I just teach the people in the villa to read and write, and teach their children to read and write, what's the big deal."
"Han You!"
Beimen Yuyong called him by his first name and growled: "You think I, Beimen Yuyong, am a three-year-old boy, you are the enemy of the world's noble families!"
"I never thought you were a fool."
Han You shrugged, put on his robe, and asked in a confused manner: "Do you like Confucianism or Mohism? Confucianism talks about love, and Mohism also talks about love. Which one do you prefer?"
