Yuan Chonghuan's incident reminded Mao Jue that this year he was obsessed with collecting foreign talents, but forgot to cultivate local talents.

Mao Jue's goal is now clear. To establish a separatist warlord regime on the enclave of Liaodong, the world will change in the future. No matter what situation it is, as long as it has strength, at least it will not lose. And if the Ming Dynasty holds on, he can still learn from Li Chengliang's family back then, be appointed as a marquis and minister, bring his industry into the pass, and scatter his generals and grandchildren on the nine sides as family guarantees. He is still a prominent family.

But since we want to be separatist, we must formulate a long-term talent plan. After all, although they are all military camps, the combat soldiers and the civilians are still very different. The current management model is no longer adapted to the iron of expansion, and the long-term introduction of foreign talents cannot form the core cohesion belonging to Dongjiang.

After all, people are selfish, and the regional barriers in this era are large enough, otherwise there would be no Qi, Chu, Zhejiang Party, Hui Chamber of Commerce Hall, and no one would want a bunch of people from other places to manage themselves. However, Dongjiang has a population of 300,000, and only one of them is educated. In less than five or six hundred people, most of them are the bosses of the chamber of commerce, masters, etc., and they cannot control the place, calculate money, grain, and judge lawsuits.

He did it as he said, this was Mao Jue's youth running in the sunset. The day after returning from Yuan Chonghuan's house, he summoned a large group of craftsmen and planned it in Baima Mountain City.

Now Dongjiang lacks food, but not labor force. There are nearly 100,000 men in the middle age, and there are tens of thousands in the army, and it is even difficult to have a little unemployment rate. From various villages to recruit slack farming troops, in two days, a thousand craftsmen gathered in Baimashan City.

It is very similar to the university in later generations. After all, it also needs to be defensive. On the hillside behind the mountain city, a small city wall was first formed, and a playground was left in the middle. The foundation was laid on the east and south sides of the sun, two three-story teaching buildings were built, a canteen was set up on the north side, and a water cellar was built on the west side, so that the mountain spring water flowing down from the mountain was stored in the water collection cellar. In this way, if it was besieged, there would be no shortage of water.

In the last few months of the fifth year of Chongzhen, Mao Jue was spent on this.

On the eighth day of November, the first institution in Dongjiang Town was built here. The famous Dongjiang Martial Arts Hall in later generations is still hanging on the plaque of Dongjiang Academy. The gold-plated sign was very hung amid the clatters of the workers' whispers, and then a large string of firecrackers were clattered on both sides.

Mr. Mao runs the school. This opening day is also very lively. People come from other places to do business. Local military generals and well-known figures have unknowingly, almost two thousand people have come, which is more than workers working. A large group of people are talking around the new school and discussing it constantly. In this way, there are always more people who speak out than those who work hard.

Especially there are people who make trouble, such as Kong Youde, who knocked on the wall with his hands with great tsk and looked at the wide playground, and then started yelling with regret.

"What a great house. If you are a military camp here, you can at least form two more groups to give a group of poor people. It's a waste of your life!"

"Lao Wen, don't you?"

"That's right! Even our army camps are not so arrogant!"

The two of them were muttering, but Pang Dahai rolled his eyes after hearing this. The two guys' words all felt a sour smell.

They are still a bachelor, and they don’t have a son. As for them, they are confused when they see books. Mao Jue has studied several schools, but it has nothing to do with them, but for generals like Pang Dahai, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yong brothers, and Tian Tao, they are very different. With their positions, their family children can be given priority to enroll in school, and they don’t have to go to Jiangnan if they want to ask for learning.

Especially the Dongjiang Academy is not an ordinary person. Chen Guangzuo, a famous Hangzhou scholar, came to take responsibility himself. He has been in the officialdom for decades. Not to mention knowledge, even the accumulated relationship is worth rushing. Today, Dongjiang Academy is listed, and dozens of children of suitable age are brought in early morning. He was wearing the kind of high-selling Guanbo to become a disciple. If it weren't for the fact that the baby of Pang Dahai was too young, he would have wanted to bring him quickly.

After all, in this era, literary nobles and martial arts are too popular.

In addition to these local upper-class people, there were some special guests today. More than 30 people wearing the tall black hats in Korean dramas and wearing Korean Confucian clothes, and they were wearing Korean Confucian clothes. There was also looking around, looking at the three-story building built with bricks, cement and steel bars, with blue-gray walls and red brick roofs. Some old antiques had disdainful contempt on their faces, while several young Korean officials looked around with novel appearances.

Mao Jue was very face-saving. His Dongjiang Academy was opened, and Li Chao sent a special mission to participate in the celebration.

During this kung fu, more than a dozen soldiers pushed open the gate of the school in a staircase. On the long bluestone staircase at the door, the noisy crowd suddenly calmed down and looked inward. But when they saw a man with a high crown, elegant and graceful stalker, walking over like a fairy, suddenly, the students and boys with their hands were closed with their thumbs up, and they were neatly prostrating to the ground, and prayed neatly.

"Meng Dun's disciples pay homage to the gentleman, and their hearts are educated. I hope to seek the sages, and I hope that the gentleman will fulfill his accomplishment and be taken to his disciples! The disciples must serve the gentleman devoutly and will never dare to neglect them!"

There is a saying that is called "Good Teachers", which is about Shen Guangzuo today. Today, the old guy has a red face, and his voice is like a bronze bell, which is like a second spring.

To be honest, it is helpless for the old guy to come to the north. On the one hand, he disdains to join other wealthy families in Hangzhou and plunder the poor. On the other hand, he is also afraid that the Shen family will be isolated. Third, he is really afraid of Mao Jue, the rash nephew, who is afraid that one day people will sit at home and come from the sky. He will not feel at ease if he doesn't look at Mao Jue.

But literati! They all have spiritual pursuits. When they were in Hangzhou, Chen Guangzuo was a famous scholar. Even if they retired, they usually used to write books and talked about it. Moreover, the judicial system in this day is actually very simple. There is a saying that the people do not procurate officials and do not investigate them. Moreover, the darkness of the government is even if there is something wrong, the common people are not willing to find the government to solve it. For example, Chen Guangzuo, who is highly respected in the local area, has become the main figure in mediating conflicts and judging justice. In Hangzhou, Chen Guangzuo's retirement life is actually very rich.

However, when we arrived in Dongjiang, although the Mao family and his son were meticulous in entertaining him, their life was too idle. When Mao Wenlong had time to soak in the hot springs, he would play chess with him. The most important thing was to teach the family's children, so there was nothing to do.

This is what the old man fears the most. Once he is idle, he will be abandoned. But when Shen Guangzuo was bored, Mao Jue came respectfully to invite him out of the mountain and spent tens of thousands of taels of silver to study and run schools for him. When he had this kind of knowledge, how could Chen Guangzuo not be full of red face?

At the students who knelt on the ground to become disciples, Chen Guangzuo also had a majestic face and shouted loudly like a bell.

"The way of a saint is like a vast sea of ​​stars. The old man is stupid, but he is just a scoop. He is ignorant and ignorant. He is often afraid to be afraid of his saints. Although he is stupid, he dare not hide his own personal information. Since you are devoutly interested in learning, I will teach you what I have learned in detail!"

"However, there are three things under my sect that are not loyal and unfilial, and those who are not loyal and filial will not be taught! Those who are lazy and lazy will not be taught! Those who are greedy, corruption, corruption, lewdness, and evil will not be taught! You should warn of the three precepts, but if you violate them, I will definitely expel them from the wall and never show mercy!"

"Disciple, don't dare to remember it in mind!"

A large group of boys, and the children kowtowed again.

Although there were more people apprenticeship this time, the apprenticeship ceremony was carried out in a straightforward manner. Until the bowing three times, these newly promoted students were put into the college and followed behind. The parents who were smiling happily also followed in, carrying a lot of gifts in their hands, scrambling to stuff the gifts into the doorman in the hall of the teaching building.

However, although there are a lot of things, there is nothing valuable. It is also of special significance to prepare according to traditional apprenticeship. For example, celery represents diligence, bacon represents heart, and red beans, red dates, lotus seeds, longans, etc. According to this quantity, it is estimated that the Shen family will have to eat fried celery with fried bacon and red beans and longan porridge for a long time recently.

Everything is really new. According to the school admission process in later generations, we registered first in the teaching office, received the school bedding and placed the dormitory. Finally, we followed Chen Guangzuo to the first classroom on the third floor of the East Building.

In the next few decades, the Ultimate Class of Dongjiang Academy, which was in strife with Yuan Chonghuan's disciples in Xiashou Village, was completely established here. Dozens of scholars, either the children of military officers in Dongjiang or the children of big merchants, had luxurious equipment. Mao Jue brought back a complete set of classics, books and brushes from the pass, and brushes were all lake pens, and rice paper, pens and ink were also inexhaustible.

But until the thanks, Mao Jue, the Iron-powered commander, never faced him. Just when the officers and villagers on the third floor were still giving thanks, the lectures had already begun in the classrooms on the first and second floors.

Tens of thousands of taels of taels of cultivation were enough to accommodate thousands of people in Dongjiang Academy, not for the sake of only thirty or forty privileged children. Before the opening of today, Mao Jue had already selected more than 300 teenagers aged 14 to 16 in Nesse, Tieyi Town, and rushed into the academy to teach.

The one who taught them was not a famous scholar. Some masters who poached from shops in Tieshan City, such as accounts, and the ones who taught them were not the principles of the Four Books and Five Classics. They could read literacy in literature, count counts, and morally, just know that Mao Jue was their loyal general.

Like later generations, every young man was willing to be a white-collar worker in the office, but in fact, the blue-collar working class was the backbone of the society. Now Mao Jue does not need so many bachelors to write military newspapers and political newspapers for him, and only needs to calculate the money and work points. These young people will only study here for a year, or even in just a few months, spread to Dongjiang Town like screws, silently exerting their own light and heat.

"The future of Dongjiang is in your account book and abacus!"

Mao Jue's words at the beginning of school are so exciting! Moreover, every young man selected will be treated preferentially at home. Even if the noise is buzzing on his head, the young people selected are still looking at the blackboard with all their energy, and remembering every word and algorithm with all their strength, and the sound of shasha written on paper with charcoal pens everywhere.

These are the top priorities! Just like the teaching director of later generations, he showed a wretched face in the back door and window, holding an arm, and Mao Jue smiled with satisfaction. The talent problem was also solved by him, and there would be a continuous stream of talents coming out from here and filling his army.

But just as Mao Jue was peeping, a voice full of anger suddenly rang in his ears behind him.
Chapter completed!