Chapter 233 Marriage of Xianbei

After hearing this brilliant prospect, everyone nodded secretly. They just hoped that this day would come soon, and that the prosperity of Qingzhou would be the best in the world!

Feng Sha turned to Cheng Yu and smiled and said, "Zhongde, you have hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans in your hands and have to arrange their food and clothing. Everything is done well. Thank you so much for these days!"

Cheng Yu hurriedly thanked: "The king is so serious! I do my best and dare not be the king's praise!"

Feng Sha sighed: "Those Yellow Turban prisoners were all hungry people. They could not bear the hunger and depended on the bandits. We should guide them and persuade them to return to good deeds. On weekdays, the elderly and the weak can farm and children go to school to study, and young and middle-aged people will enter factories and mines, and build roads, mines and houses under the supervision of the military. In this way, there will be a lot of strong labor available for use. The labor to build Qingzhou must be put on these people!"

Cheng Yu said respectfully: "The wisdom of the king is beyond my countless. Please give the order, how should I drive these strong men to build Qingzhou?"

Feng Sha thought for a moment and smiled and said, "It's a long way to speak. I will write you the whole plan in the future. You can just do it. If there are any omissions, you can add and modify it yourself, and don't ask me. But since those who surrendered people are under our strict control, it's better to force them to learn to write. In the future, they will all go back to farmers. Those who recognize words will learn how to farm will be many times better than those who do not recognize words. If most people in my state can recognize words, my Qingzhou can easily become the richest state, and nearby prefectures and counties can also benefit from it!"

Everyone looked at the Qingzhou master in front of him respectfully and looked awe-inspiringly. They all said, "The king is kind and has lofty hearts. The people of Qingzhou will be grateful to the king!"

Cheng Yu thought that among the people in the world, if most people in Qingzhou recognize their words, they can teach the people to be good and let them learn the sayings of sages. The prosperous era of the Han Dynasty seems to be about to begin in the hands of King Wuwei!

Thinking of this, Cheng Yu couldn't help but be happy and excited. He followed King Wuwei, and it would not be difficult for him to leave his reputation in history in the future, and he would respect him all over the world, and be able to display his lifelong ambitions, and can he seek it again?

Feng Sha saw his eyes slightly wet and seemed excited, and smiled and said, "Zhongde, if you want to recognize the Yellow Turban, you have to rely on you to pay more attention to it. I thought of a method. Most of the Yellow Turban prisoners were separated from their flesh and blood. When they were captured in Qingzhou, Jia Xiaodu fled to Yanzhou with Zhang Rao. Later, we were surrendered by us on Mount Tai, and the things were scattered and unable to reunite. Even the Yellow Turban soldiers caught in Mount Tai were mostly separated from their families, not knowing where the other party was. We can ask the people who recognize the characters in the army to ask them one by one and help them write down their names and their hometown. Then teach them to copy these words in bamboo slips, so that they can recognize some words and at least write their own names."

He looked into the distance, smiled slightly, and continued: "These bamboo slips can be sent to the distance and handed over to the old and weak in the Yellow Turban area. They can find their relatives in it. Their names and hometowns must be written down and handed over to the Yellow Turban prisoners from other places. Everyone can go to the information room to find the names of their relatives, but others are not allowed to do it for them. They must recognize the names of their relatives, their hometowns and their current address before they can report to the army, mobilize and reunite them. In this way, the words they recognize must also include the names of their relatives and the place names of their hometowns."

When everyone heard this, they knew that this trick was ruthless. The Yellow Turban thieves were all farmers who could not read big words. It was probably more difficult for them to learn to write than to let pigs climb trees. However, with this rule, the Yellow Turban thieves, both young and old, had to learn to write and recognize words, otherwise they would not be able to reunite with their relatives. If each Yellow Turban thief recognized his own name, what waves would such a rebellious army cause? Thinking of this, several people could not help but shiver.

Seeing this, Feng Sha guessed their thoughts and smiled: "What else can they do under the control of our army? Besides, they joined the Yellow Turban just to fill their stomachs. Our army took care of them and gave them food. What else do they have to be satisfied with? I sent me an order to take an exam every few days. Those who recognize more words can give more food, and those who recognize more words can set up awards, and those who recognize words can eat more rice than others. Moreover, I have to tell them that the people who recognize words in the army don't know much and often write different characters. If they want to find their relatives and hometown addresses in the list of different characters, it is best to learn all homophones!"

When the people next to him heard this, they all thought to themselves: "This move is so poisonous! In this way, the words that the Yellow Turban thieves were forced to learn were not dozens, but hundreds, thousands!"

As they thought, after this, the Yellow Turbans surrendered the soldiers were in a state of great excitement, and they were all excited, with joy and sorrow and tears in exchange for tears.

In the camp, the voices were thunderous, and people laughed or complained everywhere. The happy people had the opportunity to find their separated relatives, while those who complained were crying and said, "If King Wuwei really wanted us to reunite, he would let us go back to his hometown. Now he is forcing us to write and recognize our names. Isn't this a big deal? Isn't it a big deal to be happy with us poor people?"

But no matter what, I finally saw hope for the family to reunite. I looked at the shining steel knives of the soldiers in the barracks surrounding the prisoners' camp. Those surrendered soldiers who wanted to make trouble also shrank their necks and swallowed their anger, thinking about who to learn to recognize words from.

But the Yellow Turban soldiers surrendered, except for farmers and farmers, how could there be a few people who recognize words? So the only soldiers who have recognized two or three words became popular and were sought after every day. They begged him to teach him to write names. Although it was annoying, they also became famous in the army. They were all arrogant and happy. Enjoy the filial piety that others saved from their teeth, just teach them a few words and live a life like a god every day.

A few days later, the Qingzhou army sent a few people to each prisoner camp to teach the surrendered soldiers to recognize their characters. During the day, the descending soldiers went to the ground to work, or went to mine stones and coal. At dusk, they had to learn to write. They just waited for the darkness and then got off the get out of class. The surrendered soldiers could only draw handwriting on the ground in the dark and tried to review today's homework.

In the army, soldiers were also ordered to learn to write. Some soldiers thought that they would not need to write to their homes in the future, so they learned very carefully. Other soldiers were frowning, thinking that it was so difficult to recognize words, it was better to fight and fight for fame with one sword and one shot.

However, the new rules were established in the army. After half a month, there was a competition for practicing literature and martial arts. Whether it was archery, fighting, or recognizing characters, those who ranked above the average can record more in the military merit book. By the end of the month, the military pay could be paid a little more than others. For this, the soldiers' enthusiasm was mobilized. In addition to farming and training, they were practicing literature and martial arts. They only hoped that they could rank among the top. Not only could they get more rewards, but they also had more opportunities for promotion than others.

However, their grades of learning to write were not as good as those of the Yellow Turbans surrendered soldiers who were under their care. In order to see their relatives as soon as possible, the surrendered soldiers were desperate to learn to write. Even when they were working in the fields, they were casually discussing the strokes of the new characters they learned last night. When they wrote the characters at night, although they were all different characters, the characters were crooked and ugly, but they looked like a very good character.

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Linzi City is full of joy, and even the faces of passers-by are full of joy.

If someone asks, those passers-by will laugh and say, "The King of Wuwei is going to marry! Although he may not be the princess of the family, seeing the ceremony is so grand, I believe this princess is deeply favored, not much worse than the family."

When talking about the origin of the new princess, everyone couldn't help but sigh. The new princess was actually a Xianbei person. Although he was from a large Xianbei family, he was still a foreigner after all. The marriage between the King of Wuwei and the Xianbei people was obviously the Xianbei people who wanted to climb to the top and offer their filial piety to King of Wuwei in order to take care of them more.

The one who married King Wuwei was Murong and his family from the Xianbei in the Central Kingdom. King Wuwei received the women they were filial to, and indeed took great care of them. He officially appointed Murong Lin, who came to Linzi to pay homage to King Wuwei, as the "Grandmaster", and took the post of Xianbei General of the Han court, commanded the Xianbei in the Central Kingdom, and guarded the border for the Han Dynasty. He had a prominent position and was the best among the Xianbei people.

But they didn't know that the dowry gifts given to Murong and his servant had already been on their way to the Xianbei in the northwest of Youzhou.

Among the dowry gifts, there were two thousand powerful crossbows, three thousand sharp sabers, and three thousand sets of strong armor. The first batch of transported were two thousand powerful crossbows and two thousand sabers. The 500 elite Qingzhou soldiers pretended to be businessmen, sneaked in and crossed the Yellow River, and carefully headed towards Jizhou. They were going to cross Jizhou, cross the Great Wall, and transported these exquisite weapons to the Xianbei Murong and his men.

These arrangements were to quickly enhance the strength of the Murong army in order to prevent them from being attacked by Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan who had received the news. With the weapons, there was also a letter written by Murong Lin, asking the soldiers to take them to his clan's brother Murong Huayu, tell him about his affairs in Qingzhou, and teach him how to use the powerful crossbow, so that he could teach the cavalry in the clan to quickly learn to use it to defend against possible attacks by enemy soldiers.

At this time, Xiaoman hid in Fan Susu's room, dared not stand up, and just buried his face in Fan Susu's arms, his face flushed with shame, enduring her teasing, and did not dare to lift his face up.
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