“I heard from my lord and my mother that several wealthy families in Shu County have joined forces to set up a school. Whether it will succeed or not is unknown..."

　　At this point, she suddenly paused again, her eyes originally brightened, and she looked steadily at Governor Feng.

 Her small nose suddenly expanded, and her breathing became a little rapid.

“Feng...Feng Junhou, oh, no, Feng Langjun, I knew that Nanxiang Academy had a great connection with you, but I didn’t know..."

In order to find a way out for his tribe, Young Master Hua moved some of his tribe to Yuexun, just in time to catch up with the dividends of Yuexun.

 But if the eggs are not put in one basket, that is normal operation.

 Besides, how could the Meng family, which was originally so powerful in Nanzhong, be able to relocate in one go?

  Not to mention the tribes, large and small, that were attached to the Meng family.

Over the years, as the reputation of Young Master Hua’s cavalry gradually spread in Nanzhong, the previous relationship between the Meng family has gradually recovered a lot.

 Now many people rely on her to make a living.

 These relationships supported her to travel freely in Nanzhong.

Thinking of his experiences over the years, Young Master Hua suddenly figured out a truth at this moment:

 I’m not rebelling, I just want to make more money and make everyone’s life easier. What’s wrong with that?

 The people of the tribe support themselves, isn’t it just because of this!

 Why can Feng Ghost King walk sideways in the Han Dynasty?

 Isn’t it because there is a Xinghan Society behind him?

 There is also a lot of tribal support behind me!

Didn’t Grandpa Zhuge also say that the Han and the barbarians are one and the same, I am seeking benefits for the barbarians in the south, why should I be so timid?

After thinking about this, Young Master Hua suddenly felt that there was a road to the sky in front of him.

If I really accomplish this, then... wouldn't I also be able to imitate the aristocratic families in Shu and become a prominent family in South China?

Can we really be like the Li family (Li Hui) in Nanzhong and fear that our own people will have no way out?

Thinking of this, Young Master Hua started to tremble slightly.

So the pungent little Yi girl from Nanzhong instantly turned into a shy flower girl... Well, flower girl, Feng Jishi grinned:

 “What does the flower lady want to say?”

“What I want to ask is, does Feng Langjun have any access to the school?”

Young Master Hua asked in a very soft voice.

“When running a school, the first priority is teaching materials. Therefore, if you want to run a school, you must first solve the problem of teaching materials.”

 “What are the teaching materials?”

“It means what the students in the school need to learn, how to teach it, and where to start teaching it. These are a whole set of knowledge, and they are all recorded in the textbooks.”

Hua Wan nodded and asked, "Then how should we solve this textbook?"

“Of course it’s Nanxiang. The teaching materials for all schools in the Han Dynasty come from Nanxiang. Whichever place Nanxiang is willing to print textbooks for, half of the schools in that place will be used.”

 Nanxiang?

Isn’t that the lair of Ghost King Feng?

 I heard that there is thick smoke billowing there during the day, and evil spirits appear...

“Feng Langjun, if I want to obtain teaching materials, who should I go to?”

Young Master Hua asked very humbly.

 “The emperor and the prime minister, of course, the queen can also...”

 The corners of Huawan's eyes twitched.

 Forget about the emperor and the empress, even adults have only met the emperor once.

As for Grandpa Zhuge, I heard that he has a lot of things to do every day. It is extremely lucky to meet him once, let alone go to him to intercede on this matter.

Hua Wan was thinking a lot when she suddenly heard Governor Feng say slowly again:

"They will send someone to come to me and discuss it with me, and I will send someone to say hello to Nanxiang."

 “Feng Langjun, I want to, um, want to...”

 “Want textbooks?”

 Hua Wan nodded repeatedly.

 “Do you have money?”

"How much?"

“It’s not much. Such a box of jade can probably buy about three hundred sets of two-year textbooks.”

 “Really?”

“This is just money for teaching materials, as well as running a school, and we will also need to borrow internships from Nanxiang Academy at the beginning..."

“Well, I mean, if you have to transfer some teachers to teach, that will also cost money.”

“And you have to build a house according to the school’s standards, right? Nanxiang will also recommend an engineering team to you, covering labor costs, material costs, etc.”

“After all, I have to get another box of jade like this, so I can barely make it…”

Huawan patted her chest nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. I'll go back and tell the leaders that anyone who wants to enter the school has to pay."

 Among the tribes in Nanzhong, as long as they have some conditions, which one is not trying their best to learn Chinese and write Chinese characters?

 Now that there is such a great thing, those leaders are afraid that their heads will be smashed?

 The governor Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Although Young Master Hua looks petite, her chest proportions are not small.

Hua Wan glanced at Feng Jishi's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and puffed up her chest intentionally or unintentionally:

“Feng Langjun, can the school in Nanzhong be like the school in Yuexun, where the best children can be recommended to the school in Nanxiang?”

"no problem."

Governor Feng responded immediately.

Hua Wan’s eyes shone: “Really?”

　　“I lied to you and I gave you the material of a cavalry team.”

 Okay, it’s stable!

 Hua Wan is full of confidence.

She now believes that one of those heads in Nanzhong must have his head broken off.

 She suddenly bent down and pushed the box filled with transparent jade.

 Although a person is small, he is very powerful.

 The box made a heartbreaking sound and hit Governor Feng's toes.

 “This is the deposit for the school!”

Hua Wan said proudly.

Governor Feng was already amused: What a decent little lady!

Hua Wan looked left and right, then suddenly walked away with a thump.

 Seeing her move, Feng Yong was about to ask her what she was doing when he saw her coming back from writing on the desk.

It was originally used by Ah Chong to practice calligraphy, but he hadn't had time to clean it up.

Hua Wan handed the pen and ink to Governor Feng:

“Feng Langjun, please write a contract!”

Feng Jishi’s face froze:

“What kind of contract? How can I, a dignified governor, still default on my debt?”

 The pen and ink held up in front of Governor Feng remained motionless.

Feng Jishi was helpless:

 “Can you let Mr. Xi write it? I’ll press my fingerprint.”

 “No, just write it.”

Young Master Hua is very persistent.

　　"Where's Amei? Amei, don't you believe it too? Let Amei write it?"

Feng Jishi suddenly became a little angry.

 Hua Wan is still shaking her head.
Chapter completed!