"mother!"

The boy was huddled his head in his mother's arms in a panic. Hundreds of people looked at the countless warriors who suddenly appeared, especially when the long ribbon-shaped flag appeared, the people were frightened and turmoil. However, after the leading old man knelt on the ground, hundreds of men and women fell to the ground one by one.

Except for the restless animals, no one spoke. As the earth trembled, the tide roared. Even the little big doll was pressed by her parents, and countless heads were pressed on the ground...

“Well…”

Dong Hu held back the war horse, and Liu Bian, who accompanied him, hurriedly grabbed the reins, and countless iron cavalry stopped.

"Bang."

Dong Hu turned over and jumped off the horse, stood in front of the old man in the lead, and glanced at the kneeling crowd again, but did not find any soldiers.

"Get up."

Dong Hu did not help the old man up, but just spoke lightly.

"Thank you... Thank you, the king."

"King?"

Dong Hu did not care too much about the old man's low attitude. These are normal things and have nothing to do with dignity. It is just a means for the weak to survive in the chaotic world. This is true for anyone in the world. He needs to compromise in the face of cruel reality. It is nothing more than how low the attitude has reached.

but.

A low posture does not mean a complete surrender.

Growing up in the chaotic Liangzhou since childhood, he knew the survival rules of strong meat and weak food, and knew that if he was kind and comforted by words, he would definitely get some extra benefits. But he did not want to do this, it had nothing to do with indifference, but with the real environment. He knew that what the Liangzhou army needed at this time was not benevolence and reputation, but to shock! Only by shocking everyone can he establish a new order.

He did not say kindly to comfort the people, but the word "king" made him pause. He looked at the old man with his body in surprise. He was no different from countless old farmers and old men. He was wearing patched thick clothes, a hemp rope tied around his waist, and two thin calves and a messy head of gray hair...

"King?"

"Tiger Baby King?"

"Do you know us?"

The old man did not dare to look up and lowered his head and said, "When the Yellow Turban thief rebelled, Xiaomin... Xiaomin had seen the king."

Dong Hu nodded silently and turned around and walked towards the dilapidated wooden car.

"Our court rule: I must be the surname Liu, but I cannot be the king. Although we know that my father-in-law has no evil thoughts, but such words... I will not say anything more in the future."

The carriage is simple and there are a lot of things on it. Not only are there bedding and clothing with heavy odor, but there is also a chicken cage made of rattan. Through the gaps in the rattan, you can see three hens inside.

There was a bag of grain on the carriage, and in addition to pots, pans and spoons, there was also a wooden box. Dong Hu was also so idle that he reached out and opened the wooden box to find out. What was surprising was that there were a pile of bamboo slips in the wooden box. He took out two volumes of bamboo slips, one volume was stuffed into Liu Bian's hand with his head stretched out, and he looked through another bamboo slip...

"Where is the sir's family?"

After hearing "Mr.", the old man was obviously stunned and said quickly.

"Return to the Great...Return to the General, Chen San is from Chenliu County."

"Chenliu County..."

Dong Hu shook his head and put it back into the wooden box with the bamboo slips that Liu Bian was holding.

"Brother Bian wrote them a placement order and place them in Xingyang."

"promise."

Liu Bian hurriedly held a punch, waved his hand, and then hurriedly ran to the mule, took out a wolf-haired brush from the hanging bag, and soon wrote a placement order on a "fold" paper. Before and after he got it, there was a mark of "Luoyang Left-behind General" on the paper.

Dong Hu handed the resettlement order to the old man and said, "Sir, I have a long life. Even if I don't say it, I can see that the world will be getting worse and worse. Originally, you were going to be sent to Luoyang for farming, but there were no soldiers among you. I think they are all honest and honest people, just stay in Xingyang for farming."

After looking at the wooden box, Dong Hu said again: "If you are free, you might as well teach some children to read and read. Although it may not necessarily cultivate famous scholars and scholars in the world, it can more or less let the children know some benevolence, righteousness, integrity and shame, and the principles of saints."

As he said that, Dong Hu looked at the armored general Dong Chong again.

"Since, I issued a military order to Liangzhou, Bingzhou, Hanzhong County, and Luoyang. Anyone who is willing to teach children to read and read will be given the name "Professor"."

"Mr. Professor, he teaches and teaches the truth and has a respectful status, which shows that the officials do not worship him."

"The number of children teaching dolls will be reduced and exempted from taxes at home. The people will be 10 taxes for ten people and over three years. If the number of children taught dolls is 10, 20 taxes will be 10; if the number of children is 30 and over three years, 30 taxes will be 10; if the number of children is 50 and over three years, 50 taxes will be 100. If the number of children is 100 and over three years, 30 taxes will be 100. If the number of children is 100 and over three years, 30 taxes will be exempted."

"The tax-free land is limited to one hectares of land, exemption from labor, military service, and labor service. It has the privilege of "not worshiping officials when they see them, and not punishing them."

Dong Hu also said: "After teaching a few babies, how many acres of land will be reduced and exempted. The officials of states, counties and counties have to assess what the babies have learned every year, and send someone to tell my uncle that the court doctors and scholars should set a standard, that the basic education and teaching foundation should be unified, and the assessment should be divided into levels. What is the degree of teaching for a teacher for one year, and that the teaching for two years, three years... five years... ten years, each level is different, and there must be assessment standards."

"If the court is willing to do it, we will do it ourselves. As long as the teacher teaches many qualified babies under our rule, we will reduce the land tax to the teacher. It is the same for boys and girls. As long as it is a baby, the teacher teaches him, the land tax will be reduced to one hectares of land."

Dong Chong said worriedly: "Brother, are you more secure? If... if there are too many gentlemen and too many children taught, we will not be able to collect taxes!"

Dong Hu nodded silently. He knew that there were still many things to be solved, but he still waved his hand.

“No obstacle.”

Seeing that he was so persistent, Dong Chong could only hold his fists and take the order.

"promise."

...

In ancient times, private schools in elementary schools were relatively extensive, and it was very normal for open-crotch pants and white-haired old book boys to study together, which was far from obvious grading like later generations, but now he wants to directly enter the standard grading stage.

Grading is not difficult, just teach a book all year round, and just take the exam according to the contents of the book.

These are not unacceptable things. The real problem is that the imperial examination test challenges the recommendation system and the right to speak for famous families. This is the most fundamental problem. However, Dong Hu only encouraged the scholars to teach and did not propose to enter the imperial examination. He does not have such thoughts yet.

Turning onto the horse, Dong Hu walked among the at a loss among the people with a group of generals. Perhaps because he was worried that Dong Chong would not pay attention to education, he still explained to him.

"We won't talk about anything else, just the matter of 'can write and calculate'. Even if you are not the generals in command, you can make a living from any big family."

"There are many benefits of reading and literacy, and it is not something that can be explained clearly in one sentence. As for your concerns... we feel a little over-thinking. Ordinary people only study for enough, not just blind. Few people stay in school in their decades, and how many students can a gentleman teach in the same room?"

"Thirty? Fifty? Or one hundred?"

Dong Hu smiled and said, "Even if all tax exemptions are exempted, a gentleman will at most 100 acres. Liangzhou, Bingzhou, and Sili County have only about four million people. How many dolls can there be? 500,000?"

"hehe……"

"Even if we exempt you from the tax of one million acres of land, we are willing to do so, instead of using the tax of one million acres of land to support the families who are troubled by us."

The two brothers were standing in front, and Dong Hu said such words. Dong Chong knew that this was inevitable. He knew very well that the eldest brother was extremely persistent in some things, just like today.

Liang is not only poor, but he has never seen a private school teacher in any village, and basically all the privileges of rich families. Even poor children who study are mostly declining families, but their family background is declining, and few truly poor children have the opportunity to study.

Dong Hu has always attached importance to the education of children. All officials in Liang and other places have to take on the task of teaching children to study, which is also part of the political performance appraisal.

Dong Chong and Liu Bian could not know what happened a thousand years later, and it was even more impossible to know that the imperial examination system was the culprit of the truly dismantling famous families. However, it is undeniable that the world at this time was the world of famous families and prominent families. Even if the imperial examination system was introduced, the famous families that occupied almost all educational resources would definitely still be the absolute controller. The right to speak in the world was still in their hands, and this was not a situation that Dong Hu was willing to see.

Many things are not just a slap in the head. They need more time to prepare. Preparations can be done first, and a certain number of poor people will be trained. As for now... he will not openly break the "recommendation system" this hornet's nest. Only when he feels that the children who have been trained for ten years and twenty years are qualified to compete with various major families will he consider taking the imperial examination. Before that, he would rather draw generals at all levels from the army as officials of various prefectures and counties, and would rather use mediocre officials, nor would he have any connection with any prominent family.

Looking through the wooden box of an ordinary old man, Dong Hu didn't expect that the old man's most treasured thing was a pile of bamboo slips. The moment he saw the handwriting of the bamboo slips, he instinctively wanted the old man to be a county magistrate or a county-level official.

The old man’s typical appearance as an old farmer also proves that the old man is a poor man, but the old man is too old and is from Chenliu County.

If you are too old, it is basically impossible to change your inherent concepts. Chenliu County is the political center of Chenliu County and the core of various major families. Young people are more passionate. Do adult poor scholars have the courage to confront the wealthy families?

The poor family is naturally weak and unconfident. When facing a wealthy family, they will instinctively bow their heads and surrender. This is the same as a billionaire standing in front of a pauper. The pauper will instinctively inferior and not confident, and will instinctively think that the words of the billionaire are correct. The poor family is also extremely easy to be influenced by the wealthy family.

"Three Kingdoms" is full of all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, so you must be very cautious in employing people, especially Zhang Liao, Pang De and others are arresting the people in Chenliu County everywhere. This approach is similar to the impact of Dong Zhuo's forced migration of the capital. It is to use violent means to force the people and the major families of Chenliu County. The major families of Chenliu County must also hate the Liangzhou Army Group very much. In this way, even if he knew in his heart that the old man could be a low-level official, he finally gave up.

Seeing that the old man treasured his bamboo slips with the only wooden box, Dong Hu wanted to do something on a whim. If a low-level official couldn't do it, then it would be better to be a teacher. It would be better than wasting a poor man in vain.

"Brother?"

Dong Hu frowned and thought about how to educate the whole people, and Liu Bian's sudden speech also woke him up.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Bian hesitated and said, "Bian didn't understand. The prime minister not only burned the people's houses, but also drove them away with swords and weapons. Only then could the people go to the Sanfu of Chang'an, but they... had no soldiers to guard them, why didn't they run away?"

"hehe……"

Dong Hu couldn't help but smile and turned to look at Dong Chong.

"Heavy, what do you think?"

Dong Chong glanced at Liu Bian and said, "It is impossible not to scare you. No one would be willing to leave his hometown. But if they don't use soldiers to guard them, they can still be honest. It must be because the things given to them by the eldest brother is worth it, at least they themselves think it is worth it."

"hehe……"

Dong Hu smiled and nodded.

"The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit."

"My uncle burned the house and drove it away with a knife, but did not give corresponding compensation. After the Luoyang people went to Chang'an, it was impossible for the original farmland that the people of Chang'an to be cultivated by the people of Chang'an. The people of Luoyang ran to Chang'an and they needed to re-cultivate themselves. What about us now?"

"The people only need to run to the twenty-one cities under the rule of Yin in Henan, and they can get the wheat in the fields and dozens of acres of land in vain. If they change to Bian, they are nothing. Will Bian be willing to give it a try and believe your elder brother?"
Chapter completed!