""Use barbarians to control barbarians!"" Everyone was suddenly speechless.

Li Jia looked around and saw that the person speaking was neither the chief steward, Judge Wang Ning, nor the always gloomy Li Xin. Looking closely, he found that it was a young scholar.

He has a pretty decent appearance. He is seventeen or eighteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, but he is a handsome young man. If he were not dressed like a scholar, Li Jia would really have thought he was a woman!

"Presumptuous!" Before Li Jia could say anything clearly, Tian Zhong, the imperial envoy who was waiting on the side, jumped out and scolded in a sharp voice to maintain the rules of the meeting hall.

"Who is this?" Li Jiaze didn't take it seriously, turned his head and asked Judge Wang.

"This is Fan Di, named Zitang, a former scholar. Although he is young, he is full of knowledge and has unique views on political affairs. He is currently a clerk in the Governor's Office, specializing in drafting documents!" Judge Wang quickly stood up and reported back.

"Oh? Since you have an idea, just tell me. We are discussing matters, regardless of the size of the official position!" Li Jia laughed and said cheerfully.

Among the people in the hall, as for the civil servants, Wang Ning, as the judge, was on the left, because in the Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, the left was respected. This was Li Jia's clear indication that literature was the most important thing.

Taking the second place was Sun Zhao, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, then Li Gao, the Yin of Prince Xing, and then the secretary Fu Ning, the leader of the imperial students, as well as Li Huai and other assistant officials. They all stood with their hands folded and listened carefully.

As for the military attachés, the leader was Zhang Huzi, the pro-jun Yuan Congjun of the Dudu Mansion, followed by Li Xin, the commander of the Lin Army of the Zuo Yu, Li Wei, the commander of the Lin Army of the Right Yu, Zhang Weiqing of the Zuo Longhu Army, Huang Yong of the Right Longhu Army, and Shen

Crossbowmen Huang Yang, Kuang Yi, etc. can be said to be full of talents!

"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, what General Li said is absolutely true. The country of Champa City is unbearably hot and humid. It rains half the time of the year and it is difficult to walk in the mud. This is why the Later Han Dynasty abandoned it!"

Fan Di saw the crowd's eyes focused on him, and he smiled instantly in his heart. The effect of being the first to beat others came out. He couldn't help but puff up his chest and said loudly:

"It has been hundreds of years since the city was occupied and away from the dynasty. The customs are not understood and the words are not obeyed. How can China be governed? A certain saying is to use barbarians to control barbarians!"

"Those who occupy the city, there are no more than ten cities, are all small kings. The king of the country has the big city alone. If he kills him, he will occupy the city, have his own country, divide his people, set up a guard and lead thousands of troops to rule it, and then move slowly in the future

The people, after a few decades, will naturally become China. The rest of the kings and ministers will pay tribute every year, offer their troops, enrich the national treasury, and practice ice armor. Isn't it beautiful?"

Hearing this, everyone, including Judge Wang, looked suddenly enlightened. For them, it was the first time they knew that the Champa Kingdom looked like the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, with not only the big king but also the little king.

For this scholar, just because he was well-read, everyone was instantly impressed and paid attention to him.

When Li Jia heard this, he understood somewhat. Isn't this the colonization of later generations?

It is indeed easy to occupy a piece of the most fertile land, then enslave its people, and then move criminals and others from all over the country to slowly cultivate and reproduce it. With the reproduction speed of the Chinese, it will take several decades.

By the way, we also organized an army of indigenous people to serve and develop for them. In this way, the ants eat the elephants, occupying a large area without any pain or itching.

In the Champa Kingdom, only the vicinity of Champa Port was the most fertile. This is why he was the king and set up a Protectorate, called the Champa Protectorate.

"Bang bang -" Li Jia clapped his hands and said happily: "I never thought that the Governor's Mansion would have such a talent!"

"Congratulations to the Governor——"

"Congratulations, my lord, on your great talent!"

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"How can a mere clerk match your talents?" Li Jia looked at the young clerk, then at the envious eyes of everyone, smiled in his heart, and couldn't help but said loudly:

"Based on what you said today, from now on, you will be the Secretary of the Governor's Mansion!"

"Thank you, Commander--" Fan Di, although he was young, had a lot of wealth, so he just smiled slightly and bent down to accept it.

Seeing this, Li Jia became even more satisfied. He turned back to the crowd and said:

"Today, the affairs of the Kingdom of Champa come second. I am only happy to win Secretary Fan!"

Afterwards, Li Jia held a banquet, with fine wine and delicacies. Exciting and joyful sounds resounded throughout the Dudu Mansion, and the sound of female musicians spread throughout the streets and alleys.

The officials waiting in line looked at the place of laughter with envious eyes, vowing in their hearts that they would be promoted and enjoy the intoxicating banquet.

Pedestrians passing by did not take it seriously. A few months ago, the mansion of a nobleman was not like this, with constant wine and meat, and non-stop banquets. Now it is just a repetition.

Only those old ministers who were full of complaints would slap their faces with such words as "the wine and meat of the rich family stink, and the bones on the road are frozen to death", and their jealous eyes seemed to penetrate the wall.

By the time the banquet was over, the sun had already set, and everyone was supported by the guards and servants and returned home. If they really couldn't do it anymore, they could stay at the Governor's Mansion for the night.

Watching Fan Di leave, Li Jia's drunken head suddenly sobered up, and he squinted his eyes and said:

"Who is this Fan Di?"

"The Xianning Fan family in Prince Xing's Mansion has been serving as officials for generations since the Tang Dynasty, farming and studying, and has great prestige throughout Lingnan. However, the number of people is small, and by the time of this dynasty, it was gradually declining..."

As the envoy of the imperial city, Tian Zhong was very serious about his work, and it was necessary to have extensive knowledge and extensive records. When Li Jiagang asked, he immediately said it.

"Lingnan Fan family? Aristocratic family?" Li Jia seemed to have heard something from some merchants and couldn't remember it for a while. Anyway, the Fan family looked very powerful.

"As expected, he is a suave and a character!"

"Is there any aristocratic family now? All real aristocratic families have been slaughtered by Huang Butcher!" Tian Zhong lowered his head and said with a smile.

"You are right. In this world, no aristocratic family has been completely robbed by those soldiers and bandits. However, the Fan family's camels are bigger than horses, so they still have some talents!"

Li Jia smiled. Does the Fan family's surrender mean that the landlords and gentry express their recognition of him? To a certain extent, he is also the spokesperson of the bureaucratic landlords?

It doesn’t matter who the landlord is, as long as he pays taxes, he is a good citizen.

The Fan family is very powerful. Naturally, they have a courtyard in Panyu City. When Fan Di returned home, he saw the study room was brightly lit and a figure was immersed in writing.

"Aye——" He bowed and saluted respectfully.

"You're back? Looking at your face, I think it's a good day!" Father Fan put down his pen and asked with interest.

"My son is in the limelight today! He was promoted to secretary!" Fan Dixi said with his words like gold.

"Why?"

"Conquer the city-state!"

"Zhancheng? The governor has no money?" Father Fan said softly.

"No, the governor's treasury is full, many times more than the national treasury!"
Chapter completed!