Even if they can be recruited, half of the capital monsters that have been screened and cultivated through a series of suppression and co-optation in the past few years will basically be destroyed.

Moreover, the goodwill value has been shattered. If you want to use the golden sign of "Lucky Feng Langjun" to bluff people in the future, I'm afraid it won't work.

The leeks have just sprouted, so I can't get rid of them.

Zhao Yun naturally didn't understand Feng Yong's thoughts. He frowned and glanced at Feng Yong: "You are also a leader in battle. Don't you understand that Ci can't lead troops?"

"Besides, the methods you have used against those wealthy families over the years do not seem to be kind-hearted. Why are you so soft-hearted now?"

Feng Yonggan laughed and did not dare to explain. He just said vaguely: "Keeping them is always useful."

When Zhao Yun heard this, he looked at Feng Yong suspiciously, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions and just nodded:

"Forget it, I can't take care of the affairs of the captain's house anyway. But after all, we are still short of half a month's military rations. What should we do?"

Feng Yong thought for a while and said "Tsk": "Let's talk about it, there will always be a way."

"Is there really a way?"

Zhao Yun didn't believe it.

"certainly."

After the discussion, it was getting late and it was not suitable to rush, so Feng Yong rested in the governor's mansion.

At the same time, he paid a visit to Zhao Ma, who had a preference for Zhao Guangduo.

At dawn the next day, Feng Yong, who was worried about the military situation, hurried out of the Governor's Mansion and was about to get on his horse when someone suddenly shouted: "Brother!"

Feng Yong looked back following the voice and saw someone waving to him at the side door of the Governor's Mansion.

He took a closer look and saw that it was Huang Wudie.

Instructing everyone who was about to set off to wait where they were, Feng Yong walked over and asked, "I wonder if my brothers and sisters have anything else to do?"

Huang Wudie pointed not far away: "It's not me who has something to do, but Agu who wants to talk to my brother about something. Please come with me."

Looking in the direction she pointed, I saw a maid guarding there.

Following Huang Wudie past the maid who was obviously not letting anyone else get close to her, Feng Yong saw a middle-aged woman standing there, waiting for his arrival.

He hurriedly greeted her and saluted: "I have met Mrs. Zhao."

Mrs. Zhao Ma is very tall, and her clothes are not as flashy as other women from wealthy families.

The upper body is a narrow-sleeved and thin-waisted jacket that has been popularized in Nanxiang in recent years. It is also covered with a Sichuan brocade wide jacket, which looks elegant and neat.

Although she has been married to Shu for a long time, Zhao Ma still has the boldness of a daughter of Xiliang. She took two steps forward and directly stretched out her hand to help Feng Yong:

"Didn't I say yesterday that you and Erlang are as close as brothers? I, the daughter-in-law, call you brother. If you call me Mrs. Zhao, it would be too unreasonable."

Feng Yong had to change his words again: "Yes, Auntie."

Zhao Mashi smiled heartily: "That's right."

With that said, she gestured to Huang Wudie.

Huang Wudie seemed to take two steps back, first listened attentively, and then nodded slightly to Mrs. Zhao.

Zhao Ma then reached into his sleeve and took out a letter, and at the same time lowered his voice: "I know that the military situation is urgent and you cannot stay longer, so I will tell you directly."

Seeing Mr. Zhao's solemn expression, Feng Yong was slightly shocked.

When I was guessing what the other party was going to mention, I heard Zhao Ma's voice continue to sound:

"Although my Ma family has moved to Longxi for three generations, our ancestral home is still in Fufeng. Moreover, when my late father led troops to guard Fufeng, he brought several of us brothers and sisters back into the ancestral tree."

"I just didn't expect that later my brother was forced into Hanzhong by Cao's thieves, and the Ma family was also bloodbathed by the thieves. Before my brother left, he said that only one branch of the Ma family's bloody diet was left in Shu."

"In the past few years, the Ma family has been fortunate to have the great love of their nephew. The Ma family has benefited from rare things such as wool, sugar, and wine."

Speaking later, Zhao Ma’s voice became lower and lower:

"The Ma family's caravan sold these rare items to Guanzhong, and finally had the opportunity to find out some news about the Ma family in Fufeng Huaili, and learned that the branches were scattered in Guanzhong."

"Also, when my late father was guarding Fufeng, he guarded against barbarians in the north, prepared white cavalry in the east, waited for scholars to advance, and saved people's lives with dignity. He was deeply loved by the people of Sanfu."

"The Ma family was harmed by Cao's thieves, and many officials in the third auxiliary felt pity for them. In this letter, there is a list of old friends of the Ma family who have restored contact in recent years."

With that said, she handed over the letter and placed it heavily in Feng Yong's hand.

Feng Yong was moved. After carefully putting it away, he gave a big gift to Mrs. Zhao: "I will forever thank my aunt for her love!"

Zhao Ma helped Feng Yong up again:

"After my own brother passed away, the Ma family said that they had brother Cong to support them externally, but I know that with brother Cong's talent, he can maintain the position but not advance. He can lead a thousand people, but it is difficult to lead ten thousand people."

When Feng Yong heard this, he took a high look at Zhao Ma.

After all, martinline is very famous for treating gastritis.

In addition, when I played the Three Kingdoms in my previous life, I also used the character Ma Dai.

So he naturally had some understanding of Ma Dai.

After the death of Old Demon Zhuge, Ma Dai once led the Northern Expedition alone, but was ultimately defeated by a Wei general with little reputation.

Why do you say that Wei general has no reputation?

Because Feng Yong can't remember the name of that Wei general now - all the people Feng Junhou can't remember are basically mediocre generals.

With Feng Junhou's current confidence, it would be no big deal to recommend such mediocre generals.

That Ma Dai could be defeated by such Wei generals is enough to prove that Zhao Ma's vision is really good.

"And my nephew is still young and cannot support the Ma family. Without the help of my nephew, the Ma family will fall sooner or later."

Of course, Mrs. Zhao Ma didn't know what Feng Yong was thinking, so she just continued, "Now if I can help my nephew with some small favors, our Ma family will naturally do our part."

At this point, she had a somewhat embarrassed look on her face, "Of course, when I do this, I actually want something from my nephew."

Feng Yong said quickly: "Auntie, it's okay to say it."

"I heard that at Nanxiang Academy, there is knowledge passed down from the sect of Xian Nephew, and there are teachers who teach Confucianism and Taoism, and even Governor Li teaches martial arts."

"Therefore, I would like to ask for a favor from my virtuous nephew. I am just waiting for this battle to end. Can you let my nephew go to Nanxiang Academy to study?"

The future head of the Ma family wants to study at Nanxiang Academy?

This is a good thing.

Feng Yong nodded: "Since my aunt is begging for mercy, why should I not respond? It's just a matter of sending a message to Nanxiang."

"But my nephew has to remind my aunt first. The rules of Nanxiang Academy are very strict. They don't care about status, only about knowledge. If you break the rules, no matter who you are, you will be punished."

After receiving Feng Yong's consent, Zhao Ma breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and said repeatedly:

"This is natural! If you want to gain real knowledge, you should do this. Otherwise, wouldn't it be disrespectful to learning?"

As she said that, she glanced at Feng Yong again: "From the fact that my nephew established Nanxiang Academy, we know that my nephew is a person who respects Taoism and values ​​learning."

I just want to exploit the feudal landlord class.

Feng Yong was replying secretly in his heart, but Zhao Mashi's next sentence shocked him:

"If you don't give up, our Ma family is willing to come forward and find some families to jointly provide money and food to build a school in Longyou."

The most expensive thing in the world is free!

How could Feng Junhou not know this truth?

It's just that he couldn't figure out for a while what Zhao Ma meant: "If it's because of the Ma family's brother's matter, Auntie doesn't have to spend so much money."

This is not just a matter of spending money and food, but also a matter of human kindness. With the Ma family bleeding so heavily, the plan must be huge. How dare Feng Yong agree to it on the spot?

"Of course it's not because of my brother."

Seeing Feng Yong's appearance, Zhao Ma knew that he had concerns, so he had to explain:

"Nowadays, many families in Shu want to send their children to Nanxiang School to study, but the school gives priority to local Nanxiang children when accepting students."

"Either we are accepting students sent from Yuexun Academy. There are really too few places left for outsiders."

"It would be best if Longyou Academy could be like Yuexun Academy, selecting some outstanding students every year and sending them to Nanxiang Academy."

When Feng Yong heard this, his heart moved, and he seemed to have grasped something.

Over the years, Nanxiang Academy and Yuexun Academy have provided a large number of grassroots management talents to the Xinghan Association system.

What is even more remarkable is that some talented students in Nanxiang Academy can escape from their original class and become elite talents.

Although the number is small, it is enough to shock people.

Mass production management and management talents have been basically the qualifications only available to aristocratic families for more than a hundred years.

Local wealthy families may not have such qualifications.

But today's Xinghanhui system can actually use shortcuts to cultivate Cangtou Qianshou in just a few years.

Who wouldn't be surprised if I replace him?

After being frightened, people will naturally be moved.

Although he vaguely guessed what the other party was thinking, Feng Yong still answered cautiously:
To be continued...