"Qin Mo, no matter what kind of hatred we have, it's not about our tribe." Seeing Qin Mo holding a big hammer in his hand, Ji Zhisheng's mouth was full of bitterness, "What's the matter? Come to me!"

"Xiu'er, do you underestimate people? What kind of hatred can we have between us? It's just a different concept!" Qin Mo grabbed Ji Zhisheng's sparse beard and pulled it suddenly, "If you like this much, don't learn to be a beautiful bearded man if you don't have any hair!"

Ji Zhisheng touched his chin, and his hand was bloody, and his heart was even more severely damaged. "My beard, Qin Mo, you are too bullying, I'm going to fight with you!"

"Dang!"

The hammer in Qin Mo's hand slid down and smashed the bricks on the ground. "Sorry, my hand slipped!"

Ji Zhisheng suddenly withered. He was afraid that Qin Mo would rush to his head. It would be better to have no beard than to lose his life?

Your Majesty has made him fully responsible for the Ji tribe, and naturally, this includes his.

Xu Que quickly picked up the hammer and presented it to him with both hands, "Governor!"

Qin Mo did not go to get it, but patted Ji Zhisheng on the shoulder, "Although we are far apart in our age, in my heart, I always regard you as my younger brother, no, brother.

If the concepts are not consistent, it is okay for us to quarrel or fight.

But if you want to kill me, I can't stand it."

"Qin Mo, listen to me, those two evil deeds were also bewitched, and I absolutely have no intention of killing you!" Ji Zhisheng knew very well that if Qin Mo insisted on slandering them, they would not even have a chance to resist.

"I believe!" Qin Mo smiled, "So in the next work, I hope you can cooperate with me well. I think there is a problem with your Ji family's teachings, so you must cooperate with me to make rectifications!"

This time, I also seized the handle of the Ji family. Even if they are prominent families, colluding with external forces is no different from plotting against rebellion.

Winning Nanfan, winning back Jing'an, and the military parade all let them see the true strength of Daqian.

The days when people were encouraged to raise prices were gradually far away from them.

Especially the emergence of printing technology hit them seven inches.

They no longer had many cards in their hands to challenge the court.

But even so, the Ji family is currently the signature of scholars all over the world. If you want a hundred schools of thought to prosper, you have to borrow the name of the Ji family.

"Impossible, how can the saints change the doctrines!" Ji Zhisheng gritted his teeth and said, "Qin Mo, you are trying to tamper with the words of the saints and hide the evil intentions!"

"Don't say so absolutely. Think about your tribe and think about the reputation of the Ji family for thousands of years!" Qin Mo pressed his voice and said in Ji Zhisheng's ear: "Do you still want to force those scholars to raise prices?"

Ji Zhisheng's whole body trembled, his eyes full of horror, "You, I don't!"

"It would be better if I didn't. I just heard the wind and killed dozens of people."

"You, Qin Mo, you are so cruel!"

"Compared with the soldiers who died on the sea, you hate them. No beast will collude with foreign tribes to deal with their own tribes, let alone people call you?"

Thousands of years ago, the saint's theory was good, but now the saint's theory is just a tool for manipulation, and it has long since changed its flavor.

They can collude with foreign enemies today and kneel down to meet them in the next day. The killing of the Ji tribe in Xuantu County is less than 500.

Li Shilong gave them face and made them decent, but these people didn't accept it.

He attempted to persuade scholars and even wanted to introduce Gaoli's power to disrupt Daqian.

"We don't!" Ji Zhisheng jumped and said.

"The reason why you are so angry is that I'm trampling on you and hurting your feet. I'll just continue to give you the face. If you don't have any, you can't even ask for it."

Qin Mo snorted coldly, if they hadn't been useful, they would have killed him.

"All the Ji tribesmen come with me. From now on, you only have one goal, literacy, literacy, or literacy!

If you don’t want to teach people to read, then go to work and work in the education department, and don’t raise idle people!”

"Qin Mo, you're too bullying!"

"Our theory is trembling with the past and present. You actually asked us to teach people to read. Isn't this a waste of talent?"

"A soldier can be killed but not humiliated, we will never bow our heads!"

"Stop it all!" Ji Zhisheng's eyes were red and he shouted almost roaring: "Listen to him, follow him, the ancestors of our Ji tribe were to educate the people at the beginning.

Isn’t it a kind of education to teach people to read?”

As he said that, he looked at Qin Mo, "Can I give my tribe a shelter from the wind and rain?"

"Be so obedient, the Ji family is still the Ji family!" Qin Mo turned around and left.

The Ji tribe members all lowered their heads one after another, and Ji Zhisheng spoke, but they dared not ignore them.

Qin Mo arranged them in Nancheng, each family, some people had to ask for seven or eight wives, and had dozens of children, so they couldn't live there at all.

Qin Mo was not allowed to go there, so he forced them to buy a house, a house of 3,000 taels per house.

Li Shilong was quite proud of their face. He did not search the house and was afraid of forcing them to rebel. He kept them all, including the land where the Ji family was in Dongshan.

The Ji family wants to give up, which will be a big blow to the big fight.

After all, there is also the saying that celestial beings are in response in this world.

Although we can support another theory, it can be slow to achieve and is far less deeply rooted than the theory of the saints of the Ji family. I am afraid that there is only the Taoist Huang-Lao study and Buddhism.

Those hundreds of schools, only the six ministries of the court can see a little shadow, and they are all wearing Confucian robes, and there is no one that can be beaten.

Huang Lao’s learning is too inaction, so let alone the latter. Just burn incense and worship Buddha at home every day.

Respecting Confucianism is no longer in line with the current situation. Only by prospering a hundred schools of thought can the great world be corresponding.

If any descendant of unfilial descendants come to a close relationship, Qin Mo can crawl out of the grave.

"Governor, today I sold 800 units in one go and made 2.4 million taels of silver!" Liu Wanche came over and swallowed with difficulty.

"Oh, it's so powerful!" Qin Mo was so happy. Didn't he earn back all the investments he had before?

"Ninth uncle, how many sets have you sold?" Qin Mo looked at Liu Wanche with a smile.

Liu Wanche shrank his head and smiled awkwardly, "Four, forty sets!"

"Store the store, and you should take action all the others. After all, three thousand taels per set, and this is the only chance!"

Liu Wanche breathed a sigh of relief, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. He thought Qin Mo would be angry.

"Save it, what if it can be used in the future!" Liu Wanche smiled.

There is no concept of school district housing yet, but the arrival of the Ji tribe has enriched the southern district as a family of saints.

Some people are willing to get close to each other.

Especially scholars, there is a kind of glory next to each other.

So, when Qin Mo released the news, the originally unsold buildings in the South District became popular instantly.

"I bought a school district house in the south area and were with the descendants of the saints!"

"The saints' children join the South District College, and I hope they will be successful in the present day!"

The magical advertisement sounded in the streets and alleys of the capital. The concept of school district housing was the first time I was working hard to the world!
Chapter completed!