"What do you care about so much? You are just monks from the Japanese island. Just send them to Monk Lusi to entertain you. Even if they have a conspiracy, can anyone play with you?" Princess Xiangyang said something irritating.

Wei Yang did not intend to argue with her, but she was right. In the future, the chances of dealing with the Gentiles will probably be more or less.

There are countless batches of people under the guise of cultural exchanges. Do he have to see him once after a batch?

"Create the Monk Lusi." Wei Yang immediately decided.

His decision not only scared Chengkong, but also scared the yamen at all levels of Beiting to a little numb.

What does he want to do?

These people were just surprised, but they were angry for the Taoist sect.

"After the Monk Lusi Department is opened, the Daolu Department should be opened." He arrived at the main road in Beiting after the New Year and was happy.

However, at noon, a notice was posted in the yamen, and a yard was ordered to set up a yard next to the garrison, which was the location of the Monk Lusi.

The notice was toggled and searched hundreds of times, but the main roads did not see the notice of establishing the Daolusi, so they couldn't help it.

What to do?

When monks have their management office, shouldn’t Taoists have them?

"Let him find him!" A Taoist took his sword and was about to go.

He stopped him by a Kundao and warned him: "The nature of the Beiting Hou is like a fire. Do you dare to carry a sword to argue? Believe it or not and beat you half dead on the spot?! Put down the sword, and I will go to find the old Confucian scholar first."

This sentence reminded those Taoists that Beiting Hou never expressed his intention to become a doctor of Confucianism!

It should be noted that although Beiting only has one city, it is the level of the prefect in the imperial court. Such a level should have corresponding chief clerks, doctors of Confucianism, doctors of lectures, and prefectures and county schools. Otherwise, it would not be called Beiting of the imperial court. But to this day, no one has heard the news that the Marquis of Beiting intends to establish these yamen.

What does he want to do?

There are also some down-and-out old Confucian scholars in Beiting. They have no hope of imperial examinations. After Beiting is liberation, they are looking for opportunities here. According to their ideas, since Beiting is liberation, there should be someone to govern. Without such a large place like Beiting and so many people, who else can be governed?

They waited and waited for it, and saw that Beiting had been liberation for almost two years, but the Beiting Hou never expressed the intention of establishing various yamen according to the rules of the court.

Some old Confucian scholars even changed careers. Those who do business and apply for "Chinese Studies professors" from various primary schools also obtained the "teacher qualification certificate" commonly used in the Western Frontier through the assessment, leaving only some dull thoughts. Oh, they claimed to be "gentlemen are poor". Just like this, a group of people did nothing all day long, just scolding Wei Yang.

The Military Information Department even prepared steel knives for them, but Wei Yang did not order them to kill them, so they could boil soybeans every day with two taels of white wine and a plate of salt water and sit in the tavern to point the sky and draw the earth to scold the "rebels in the Western Frontier".

Over the past fewer and fewer people like this over the past few days. When you are hungry, you will find a way to make money. Who is idle and scolding for making a living?

There is no cooking fund to give these people dog food, and when you are very hungry, you will find food by yourself.

But as most people think, what is left to the end is either the most stubborn or the one that has something to rely on.

There are more than a dozen old Confucian scholars in Beiting now. They are definitely not rich, but they still have the money for two taels of white wine every day. These people have nothing to do these days. After scolding Wei Yang, they scold their former companions. Chi Zhiwei is not counted as a treacherous person, but they plan to do something big.

What's the matter?

"I think this volume of "Biography of Rebels in the West", which must be famous in history, is probably OK. Next, we should focus on whipping those who are betrayed. When dealing with these people, we cannot write biography for them, and they are not worthy." The old Confucian scholar Ji Fang Kong shook his fan and said, "The opera in the West is now in its prime, and it is very stance to gather scripts from all over the world and interpret the story of the West. We can spend some money and take advantage of this trend to permanently nail these people to the pillar of shame."

Words are good words, good ways to do it.

But……

Pay money?

"Brother Fang Kong, you have thousands of acres of fertile land in your hometown, and I only have that little old capital. As for this money, we should make a long-term plan. Otherwise, let's discuss how much it will be based on the situation of each family. If you have money, you can spend more. If we can make up a little, it will probably be enough," said Ding Jianan, an old scholar, suggesting, "We must get things done, and we can't suffer too much. We must know that we are all unsuccessful scholars, so where can we spend so much money? Let's make a long-term plan, and let's make a long-term plan."

Zu Fang Kong shouted in anger: "Siucai Ding, do you think I don't know that your family has started a fine salt business?"

"What's this? My family is a whole family. Could it be that if they have to wait for the Wei surname to send money and food?" Ding Jia's man shouted.

Zu Fang Kong sneered: "I think if he gives money, you, Xiucai Ding, will be the first to abandon the court's kindness and will definitely be willing to bow your head."

Everyone said, "Oh, don't fight at home."

But no one dissuaded them.

Ji Fang Kong did not have any fame, but he was born as a student at home.

Next was Ding Jia Man. Although this old man was not yet a scholar, he was born in a scholar after all.

There is also a chain of contempt among the old Confucian scholars. If the contempt is serious, then the internal strife will be...

Wei Yang vowed that he did not provoke these people, but he just asked the Military Information Department to analyze the "cost of causing trouble" for these people.

For example, after this Zhu Fang Kong, he could slap his butt and go back to Xi'an Mansion after he had a quasi-salt business. Ding Jianan made countless money in the past six months. If he wanted to leave, he would not be afraid of starving to death on the road.

What about you?

The most annoying thing is actually those Confucian scholars who changed early. Whether they became professors of Chinese studies or became officials in the yamen, their income was considerable. The income of these people was clear about those stubborn people, so they scolded more but were also jealous.

The income of Confucian scholars who have changed outside is compared with the income of the transformed Confucian scholars, and the internal wealth is rich and divided into people's hearts. It would be a terrible thing if these old Confucian scholars can work together!

However, this time I got involved in a Taoist sect.

Qiandaomen followed Kundao to the tavern. When they entered the door, they smelled a smell of alcohol, and then they saw the old scholars sitting behind the screen and eating wine and meat.

"Dear donors are polite," Kundao explained his purpose directly. "A notice was posted in the government just now. Buddhism has now had the monks and sects. Can you tell me about the prefectures, county schools, and even the doctoral positions have been confirmed?"

Kundao is also a sensible person. She didn't say anything about establishing a Tixue Department or other premises, just asked if these official positions were confirmed.

This is what I heard from the old Confucian scholars who were drunk and hot. That is, these yamen have been established and are now selecting people.

"So, Taoist priests are willing to make a fuss?" Zu Fang's eyeballs turned and said with a smile, "We are discussing..."

"We will go to find Beiting Marquis immediately. If you Confucian scholars don't go, you will be able to do so. If you missed it today, don't be resentful and no more Shiji." Kundao bowed, turned around and left the tavern.

Why is she so arrogant?

Nonsense, if you are from the Military Information Department, you are even more arrogant than her!

That means?
Chapter completed!