"Linlin! What are you talking about?"

Hearing Zhao Lin's words, her sister Zhao Shan shouted in surprise.

The so-called worship of the Holy Lord is the direct descendants of the great sage master.

Since the Confucianism alone, it has been thousands of years since then. The Shenggong has been passed down from generation to generation. No matter whether the dynasty changes or the invasion of foreign races, it has caused no losses to their family.

Take the Jurchen Tatars entering the pass more than ten years ago. After Feng Shenggong's mansion offered a letter to the Khan of the Tartars, the Tartars not only did not enter his house to plunder, but even allowed Feng Shenggong to annex the surrounding plundered land.

Over the past decade, the Tartars have entered the pass again and again and again, and have never been to the territory of Fengshenggong in Qufu, Yanzhou Prefecture, Ningyang, Wenshang.

Even when the Qingzhou army expanded, the troops in the Yanzhou direction chose to bypass Fengshenggong's land.

Everyone gives face, and the accumulation of Fengshenggong Mansion for thousands of years naturally becomes a dazzling number.

Now, no one knows how much wealth is in Fengshenggong's Mansion.

However, according to the land owned by Fengshenggong Mansion, their family now owns more than 30 large-scale villages and at least five town-level territories in one prefecture and five counties in Yanzhou.

Zhao Lin said that they have a population of 100,000, which is probably a lot, but 50,000 to 80,000 is absolutely fine.

And there must be a lot of food, cloth, land and other wealth.

But the problem is that Fengshenggong Mansion has a great reputation. Emperors, nobles and even Tartars from all dynasties dare not do anything to his family. As long as Fengshenggong Mansion presents surrender and persuades them to advance, everyone will allow them to guard the tablets of the Great Sutra of the Great Saint and continue to live their good life.

No wonder Zhao Shan was so excited when he heard Zhao Lin inspiring Xu Shiyang to find trouble for Feng Shenggong.

However, Zhao Lin felt no anger at her sister.

She has been secretary for Xu Shiyang for so long, and she thinks she knows better than her sister what her husband values ​​and doesn't care about what she doesn't care about.

This is the case this time. If Xu Shiyang attaches so much importance to the reputation of the Holy Lord's family, she would not even mention it.

"People's Holy Lord..."

Xu Shiyang narrowed his eyes and thought:

"It's really time to check it out."

Then, he stopped talking and turned around and left.

"Husband! Don't be impulsive!" Zhao Shan advised loudly.

"Sister, you can't persuade me." Zhao Shan said leisurely.

...

"Li Kui!"

In the yard, Xu Shiyang shouted:

"The guards gather together! Go and call Dingyuan brigade again! Get ready to set off!"

"yes!"

Feng Shenggong has at least 80,000 people, and the strong men should be around 30,000. Even if they have never experienced war and only dealt with bandits, this number is really turning against each other. It is still not enough to only get close to the hundreds of people in the guards.

But if they think about it, if they bring more than a thousand soldiers, they won’t think about fighting.

...

Qufu, Fengshenggong Mansion.

Contemporary Fengsheng Gong led people to patrol the various farms and demanded the rent of grain.

After hearing that there were soldiers surrounding his mansion, he hurried back home and found that the town where his family was located had been completely occupied by the soldiers of the Governor's Office.

Some people set up horses on the streets, and infantry with bright bayonets stood behind, and were not allowed to pass at will. Cavalry patrolled the town and even had several cannons that turned the black holes towards several entrances and exits of the town.

Feng Shenggong himself was not blocked, but his entourage was detained by Qi Sheng soldiers before entering the door.

When the scholar met a soldier, he couldn't explain it clearly. Feng Shenggong was not in the mood to argue with the soldiers, so he just took two servants and rushed home quickly.

Xu Shiyang is now in the hall of Fengshenggong's mansion, constantly looking at the big room carefully.

"General Xu, why are you?" As soon as we met, Feng Shenggong asked in a bad tone: "This is the lintel of a saint, you..."

"I'll continue the unique skills for the Qian Sheng." Xu Shiyang interrupted him directly and said with a smile.

"What?" Feng Shenggong thought he had heard it wrong - there are such shameless people in this world?

"I will continue my unique skills for the past saints." Xu Shiyang repeated.

"How to continue?" Feng Shenggong narrowed his eyes, which was a sign of his anger.

"Well, it's very simple. There is no difference in teachings. Try to spread the saint's way."

Xu Shiyang's smile seemed harmless, but what he said was not certain. He ignored the other party's anger and pointed at his head and said:

"I plan to convert this room into a classroom. Well, it can accommodate 50 students in such a large area... no, 80 students, right?"

"I have also seen other places. Several halls can be converted into classrooms, so that there are 20 classrooms that can accommodate more than 50 people; the backyard can be converted into student dormitories, and the rooms for school workers can be lived in. Well, maybe a school-run factory can be opened; there is a kitchen, which is so good, and there is also a canteen..."

"General Xu! This is Feng Shenggong's mansion! What exactly are you going to do under the feet of the saint?" Feng Shenggong couldn't help but shout loudly.

"It will be very happy to be a saint when he knows it."

Xu Shiyang still had that harmless smile:

"Reform this place into a school to spread the Saint Avenue, well, it's called 'Fengsheng Academy'."

"At that time, the saints led their students around the countries to spread the great way? Whenever I think of this, I wish I could follow the saints. But in this situation, Lord Saint, you also understand that the barbarians are rampant and the jackals are in power. I still have to find a way to restore the bright world of China, and I can't travel around and spread the great way."

"However, I don't think there is any need to be so troublesome now. Just gather the children who are willing to accept the Tao here and listen to the teachings of the saints together, and I think the same is true."

"General Xu, this is Fengshenggong's mansion!" Fengshenggong said gritting his teeth: "This is my home! You transformed this place into academy, where do the descendants of the saints live?"

"Of course, the descendants of the saints also have to spread the road!" Xu Shiyang said firmly: "I want to invite you to the mountains and villages to educate those foolish men and women."

"You want to exile us!?"

"It is education." Xu Shiyang said sincerely: "The saint said: There is a teaching but no distinction. How can our disciples of the saint do not respect the order?"

Time travelers always need to establish education.

However, Xu Shiyang did not have that capital. The primary problem was the serious lack of teaching staff - not only the lack of teachers who could teach modern and modern knowledge, but also the few who could teach the people to read and read.

Nowadays, no, in the world, those who can know who can write more than 100 words are considered scholars and are rare talents.

Just so happens that there are a large number of such talents in Fengshenggong Mansion. They may not be able to do anything else. They should be able to teach children to read and recognize words in the countryside.

As for modern education, it can be handed over to higher-level schools.
Chapter completed!