After listening to Feng Shanchang’s inspiring speech, the students who originally came here to make contributions became even more excited.

Among the students who started to march towards Chang'an City, some even began to sing loudly:

The harsh wind blows the frost and the grass withers,

The muscles and bones are strong and strong, and the horse is arrogant.

Three hundred thousand Han warriors,

The general also led Huo to prostitute Yao.

…

Someone took the lead, and everyone sang along: "The white feathers of meteors are inserted into the waist, the swords, flowers and autumn lotus light come out of the box..."

The number of people was only two hundred, but the high morale was like the vitality blooming in the spring. Even the civilians in the distance couldn't help but look over.

Feng Junhou watched them off with a smile on his face.

"Practice is the priority and ostentation is the taboo." It is easy to say this, but it is very difficult to actually do it.

Otherwise, just look at Cao Wei.

From the beginning of Cao Rui's wife, she has mentioned "avoid flashy", and Cao Rui even did not hesitate to offend the rich and powerful, and caused a major flashy case.

If I remember correctly, after Cao Rui's death, Cao Shuang immediately re-employed those powerful children of the aristocratic families who were implicated in the flashy case.

After three generations, none of them managed to get rid of the so-called glitz, and in the end, they ended up in a state of personal and political collapse.

This is why Feng Yong chose to take the most difficult path, preferring to select talents from among the disciples of Cangtou Qianshou and train them himself.

Nor is he willing to choose those children from aristocratic families who seem to be more helpful to him from the beginning.

A great man once said: After the political line is determined, cadres are the decisive factor.

Feng Yong hoped that these students in Tsing Yi would remember the promises they made today during the three years they took the exam.

Don't avoid the tedious work at the grassroots level, forget your original intention, and lose your due vitality.

Watching the students begin to enter the city, Feng Junhou also walked down from the mound, preparing to follow the team back to the city.

"It's rare that you send students here in person this time, but what do you want to tell me?"

Looking back at Wei Rong who was following him step by step, Feng Junhou asked with his hands behind his back.

Wei Rong glanced at Secretary Zhang who was following Feng Junhou with some embarrassment, and said:

"It's been too long since I've seen Shan Chang, so..."

Feng Junhou sneered and interrupted him directly:

"Speak human words, and if you don't say it again, you won't say it again."

Wei Rong was startled and quickly stopped talking. After a while, he answered carefully:

"My mother is worried about you, so I asked the students to take this opportunity to come over and see how you are doing."

"General Zhendong? He is very good. I have asked him to lead the troops to pacify Shangdang. News came a few days ago that he has passed Hedong."

Feng Junhou said calmly:

"So if you come here this time, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see him."

"As long as you are in good health, Sir." Wei Rong did not dare to say more, so he could only mention another matter, "Before I set off, I also received a letter from my brother from Guanzhong."

"The letter asks the disciple to find a way for my nephew at home to see if he has a chance to enter the college to study."

After hearing this, Feng Junhou turned back and looked at him.

Wei Rong is the acting principal of the college and has many flexible quotas on hand every year. It is not a big deal to allocate a college quota to his nephew.

But he mentioned this matter alone, not to show his fairness and selflessness, but to imply something else.

Feng Yong was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Does your family know about this matter?"

Wei Rong nodded quickly: "I know, this is what I wrote to my mother in a letter, and my mother told me personally."

Feng Yong did not speak immediately.

So before Wei Yan set out, he sent Wei Chang to show his favor in disguise, and it wasn't just because of Shangdang's military exploits?

He continued walking forward for a while before he said:

"Go back and tell your mother that General Wei is a man who was promoted by the late emperor and has a long history of military exploits."

"As long as he doesn't make mistakes, no one will bother him, so she shouldn't worry too much."

As the saying goes, one day brings a hundred days of kindness to a husband.

Wei Rong's mother-in-law has been in the Wei family for more than ten years. Over the years, Wei Yan has treated her well.

To say that there is no emotion between the two of them after sleeping together for so long is to deceive oneself and others.

Feng Junhou kept Wei Rong by his side because he was interested in his talent.

Maybe he didn't want to prevent his mother from falling in love with Wei Yan for a long time and completely getting out of his control.

The pillows that have been used for so many years have been blown down by the wind, and even pebbles can be blown under the bed.

Not to mention the benefits that Wei Rong may bring to the Wei family, as well as the huge temptation of adding military merit.

Even an aloof person like Wei Yan could not escape Ghost King Feng's plan in the end.

"Thank you sir!"

Wei Rong is not a fool. His husband's words are nothing more than a promise.

He quickly bowed deeply and saluted.

Feng Junhou did not look back, but walked forward with his hands behind his back and his tone was calm:

"Why are you thanking me? Why should we be so divided between you and me?"

"The so-called Master of Heaven and Earth, since I am your husband, can I still watch you get into trouble and ignore it?"

After Wei Rong got up, he quickly ran after him:

"It's my disciple's fault."

Feng Junhou then turned around and glanced at him:

"Just help me keep an eye on the college. That is my greatest gratitude. If you leave the college without permission this time and cause any problems there, let's see how I punish you."

Hearing his husband mention this matter, Wei Rong seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly, he looked at Secretary Zhang again, but hesitated to speak.

His expression happened to fall into the eyes of Feng Junhou, who was about to turn his head.

Is something really wrong?

"It won't be long before you have to call Mrs. Zhang, just say it."

Hearing what Feng Junhou said, Secretary Zhang glanced sideways at Wei Rong.

Good boy, so you were worried about me just now?

Didn’t you know that I even gave birth to your junior brother?

This is really unreasonable!

Wei Rong felt nervous when Mrs. Zhang glanced at her like this.

"Well, sir, this disciple is here because he does have something related to the academy that he wants to talk to."

"explain."

"When the students passed through Nanzheng, His Majesty called the students into the palace and specifically asked about the college. At the same time, he also asked the students to bring a message to the teacher."

"It is said that in the past few years, more and more students have been sent here from various places, so the palace would like to ask Sir if he should expand the college and set up a few more supervisors to help the students."

After listening to Wei Rong's words, this time it was Feng Junhou's turn to look askance at Zhang Xiaosi.

Aren't you the one to spread the word about this kind of thing? Why did the palace directly ask my disciple to spread the word? Isn't this an obvious way to bully him?

Zhang Xiaosi rolled his eyes at Feng Junhou:

Then you have to be able to contact me! Fortunately, a few days ago I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to cope with it, so I was desperately rushing from Liangzhou to Guanzhong!

So heartless!

Although he said this, Zhang Xiaosi actually complained a little in his heart that his sister was a little too anxious about her appearance.

Even if the prime minister dies, the royal family is ready to take over power.

But after all, the college has a royal reputation, and the headmaster of the college is still your brother-in-law. Are you still afraid that someone will snatch it away?

While she was frowning, Feng Junhou slowly spoke:

"The college should indeed be expanded. I remember that in the past, when Xu Gong begged the emperor to restore the Imperial College, he once said: There are more than 30,000 imperial students in the Imperial College of the Later Han Dynasty."

"I'm not saying that the college can have 30,000 students. Even if it's only 30% or 10,000 people, I don't have to worry about not having manpower to help me every day."

Hearing Feng Junhou's words, Zhang Xiaosi's brows relaxed and he glanced at his Alang gratefully.

"And now that Guanzhong has been liberated, the Royal Academy may have to move to Chang'an in the future. It is impossible to stay in Nanxiang forever."

Feng Junhou pointed to Chang'an City in front of him and said:

"It just so happens that you are here this time. Take this opportunity to carve out a good place in the city for the future college."
To be continued...