Chapter 29 Xuzhou College

"What's Bo Tao's plan?" Liu Bei suddenly felt energetic when he heard this and asked quickly.

"In fact, it's simple, that is, we cultivate talents by ourselves." Zhao Feng answered honestly, and then explained his vision in detail: "Your lord, in fact, what we lack is a small official at the grassroots level. Just like in those years, if there were no two generals and Mr. Xianhe, it would be difficult for the lord to be the plain order alone.

"That's true!" Liu Bei and Zhang Fei both nodded.

"That's all right. Although there are no grass-roots officials, I don't think I have any particularly important political affairs to deal with as a pavilion chief or a county magistrate now. Even if he is an ordinary poor student who is idle at home, someone can teach him how to deal with these basic government affairs. I believe that he can at least learn how to be a calligrapher for half a year at most. Zhao Feng said his inference.

"That being said, where to find these poor students, and who will teach them to deal with government affairs?" Liu Bei was puzzled, and Zhang Fei, who was beside him, also nodded and agreed, as if he listened carefully.

"So Feng has an idea that the lord can order the establishment of a college as a pastor in Xuzhou. Every year, he specially selects and recruits these unofficial scholars, and provides them with food, clothing, housing and transportation, and then does not teach them poetry and songs, but teaches them how to be officials. I studied for a few months, and then practiced for a few months. Finally, I selected the best among them in the annual examination and went to various places to serve as grass-roots officials. It can not only solve the urgent need, but also make people do their best. As for professors, they can ask old officials who are retired and idle at home, who are familiar with government affairs and have both talents and morality. Zhao Fengyang put forward his own idea.

Zhao Feng's idea may be a little novel in Liu Bei's opinion. In fact, it is a comprehensive talent selection system that combines the training courses, internships and even selection examinations of later generations. As far as he knows, although Xuzhou has not fully implemented the talent selection system of the nine-grade system, it is mainly to recommend this similar single means.

So the selection system proposed by Zhao Feng gives more opportunities for poor students who study hard but have no way out. As for whether it will arouse the opposition of the family, Zhao Feng feels that he should not have reached that point. After all, this method is only to select grassroots officials. Generally speaking, unless they are people with a particularly keen sense of smell, they should not be able to see the mystery.

"This law should be feasible." Liu Bei thought for a moment and felt that there was no problem, and then he found Sun Qian and Chen Qun, who were civil servants, to discuss with them. The two of them thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong, so the matter was settled. Of course, further consideration needs to be made on how to arrange the course and who to be the instructor. Zhao Feng's proposal is just an idea.

"Changwen, Gongyou and Bo Tao, you three should draw up a plan as soon as possible, and this college should be built as soon as possible." Liu Bei was also deeply impressed by the pain of lack of manpower. After a pause, Liu Bei remembered that Zhao Feng had just returned to Xuzhou and said, "It's been a long time since Bo Tao left home. Let's go back to see his wife earlier!"

"I understand!" When Zhao Feng heard Liu Bei's words, he also remembered the Diao Chan that he had not seen for more than three months. Now he felt itchy when he heard Liu Bei mention it. At that moment, he hurriedly said goodbye to everyone and ran back to his home in Xuzhou City in three and two steps.

"Madam, I'm back!" Zhao Feng ran all the way to his home. Seeing that the door was open from afar, he couldn't help calling loudly.

"Husband!" As soon as I entered the door, it was Diao Chan who rushed out of the news. You've lost weight!" Zhao Feng stepped forward and grabbed Diao Chan, stroked her cheek, and said sadly while having a good time.

"Hmm!" Diao Chan felt Zhao Feng's caress and bowed his head shyly, but a pair of small hands also stroked Zhao Feng's cheeks and sighed, "My husband has also lost weight, and he has suffered a lot from fighting outside."

"Aren't I coming back!" Zhao Feng looked up at the sky, as if it was still early for dinner. After holding it for a few months, he did not delay and directly picked up Diao Chan horizontally and carried him into the bedroom. Which of these maids and servants is not a human spirit? Seeing this, he quickly closed the door and told the rest of the people that the master and his wife had something important to discuss and should not be disturbed.

"Husband, it's still broad daylight. It's not good for people to see it!" Diao Chan was softened by Zhao Feng's French-style long kiss + eighteen touch, but he still reluctantly protested.

"What are you afraid of? This is your own home. You can do whatever you want!" Zhao Feng smiled like a big gray wolf, and Diao Chan was the helpless lamb. After reluctantly protesting a few times, he was completely disarmed by Zhao Feng, and then launched a long-lost fierce battle.

A little farewell is better than a new marriage. The two of them have not seen each other for three months. This savings ** can't be consumed for a while. It was not until the twilight fell, that Zhao Feng, who had opened three degrees, got up from Diao Chan's silky smooth body.

"Madam, do you want to do it again!" Zhao Feng smiled and looked at him standing tall as Xiao Zhao said. No, no, husband, you are really awesome!" Diao Chan was so scared that she lost her face and begged for mercy.

"Hey hey, scare you, get up and eat now!" Although Zhao Feng also wanted to start the war again, considering that Diao Chan's body may not be able to withstand such a large amount of impact, and his stomach also began to protest, he had to give up for the time being.

"Husband, you are getting better and better!" Diao Chan gasped for a long time until he found that Zhao Feng had been staring at his naked breasts. Then he gritted his teeth and barely got up and dressed.

"Is it?" Zhao Feng was very proud, hugging Diao Chan and kissing him again. After waiting for Zhao Feng to finish making out, Diao Chan said, "Husband, to be honest, it's really difficult for Chan to satisfy her husband alone. Do you want to..."

Shit! Zhao Feng's head felt a little confused for a while. How could a wife instigated her husband to get a second room? No matter how virtuous he is, he is not so virtuous. However, Zhao Feng finally realized that if he cheered now, it would inevitably make Diao Chan sad. He patted her on the shoulder and said affectionately, "I'm very satisfied that I can have a wife. Let's talk about the future!"

"But husband, you are now a famous general in the world, and three wives and four concubines are also common, not to mention," Diao Chan bowed his head and said gloomily, "What's more, my concubine's identity is really a little humble. If my husband is the only one, I'm afraid others will say that I'm jealous, um!"

A long kiss went straight to the point that both of them couldn't get through. Zhao Feng let go of Diao Chan endlessly, and then put her head around his chest: "Don't say such words in the future. I'm not a famous disciple. What others think it's his business. All I know is that you are my wife, and we just have a good life!"

"Hmm!" Diao Chan answered softly. Listening to Zhao Feng's heartbeat, Diao Chan suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of security and happiness, which Lv Bu could not give her.

There was nothing to say overnight. The next day, Zhao Feng still went to meet Sun Qian and Chen Qun. The three of them carried out a series of discussions on the cultivation and selection of talents and how to build a college. Finally, after many discussions, a general plan was presented to Liu Bei.

"The college is divided into two parts. The first part is the college, which teaches students how to deal with local government affairs. After graduation, most of the students serve as calligraphers, which is the responsibility of Mr. Gongyou. The second part is the martial arts hall, which trains soldiers with a cultural foundation, teaches students how to military tactics and command. After graduation, they enter the grassroots level of the army and serve as The head of the village or the marquis of the army, this part is the responsibility of the peak. It is initially expected that the two colleges will recruit 300 students every year. Zhao Feng finally reported.

"Has the college ever been named?" Liu Bei asked at this time.

"It is yet to be named by the Lord." Chen Qun said.

"Prepare rough text and ink, you can't get a good name, just call it Xuzhou College!" Liu Bei thought for a moment. Zhao Feng and others naturally had no objection, so in the next month, the selection and admission examination of Xuzhou College was carried out in Xuzhou and Yuzhou.

However, neither Liu Bei nor Zhao Feng expected how much impact their move would have later. Not only do officials have a great ** for those poor scholars in this era, but reading and literacy is an extremely sacred thing for those big-headed soldiers. Zhao Feng himself was even more famous for a while because he was actively running a school in Xuzhou, and his name as a Confucian general in Xuzhou was also officially called.

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