"Xiao Lang is definitely not going to do it!"

Feng Wu's exclamation made Wei Yang quite curious.

But isn't this OK to run a school?

"No!" Feng Wu looked so serious.

She asked, "Is Xiaolang a great scholar?"

No, I'm an undergraduate.

"What's wrong?" Wei Yang said strangely.

"With no great scholar, how dare you run a school?" asked Madam Feng, "Are you really afraid of those literati, civil officials, and emperors who are smaller than needle eyes, they will join forces to decide your big rebellion?"

The Donglin Party in the future...

"Yes, I don't have money or power." Wei Yang scratched his hair, "But if there is no education, where can industrial talents come from?! How can people who don't know a lot of big words make products?"

"Yes, you can be called a craftsman and teach people, but this school must not be done," Feng Wu whispered, "A mere county magistrate can make us die in the world, let alone the royal palace?"

Wei Yang was slightly surprised, what you meant...

"Yes, the royal family can run charity schools. Even if there is a siege in official schools, there is no need to be afraid. But Xiaolang is neither a great scholar nor a famous minister, how can he run a school?" Feng Wu sat deep on the edge of the kang and said worriedly, "But I don't know if they will trust it. You must know that once there are more than a hundred people, it is... Xiaolang, you must remember one truth. If you dare to gather poor people in this world, it is a rebellion; if you dare to promise yourself, the literati cannot let you go, and they will never want a force to share their books."

Wei Yang's mind has realized something, which is the so-called monopoly of knowledge.

Oh no.

About 99% of the sour literati are not yet monopolized knowledge.

"That's monopoly of power." Wei Yang understood.

Feng Wu said in a soft voice: "Don't look at the establishment of sects in the world like a crucian carp in the river, but they are martial artists after all. Besides, how many of these martial artists have the ability to save the world? Xiaolang is different. He has great reputation and is good at making money, and is also a good friend of the military academy. He has part-time jobs in the garrison of Hami. Together, these are the greatest fear in the minds of those literati and civil servants and even the emperors. If you gather, it will dare to rebel."

Seeing Wei Yang's expression of frivolity, Feng Wu smiled and said, "Since ancient times, heroes who have not spared no effort, how many of them have done the big things that Xiaolang wants to do?" She sighed slowly, "Xiaolang wants to make people in Hami and even the endless cold of the guards in Hexi. Just think about this wish, I, a weak woman, is also excited. But if this wish falls into the ears of those literati emperors, what will they think?" She warned in a cold voice, "Once there is a person who is robbed of the hearts that they do not want but do not want to let go, that is, there are two days in the sky, and the heart has two masters!"

After saying this, she took a breath and looked at Wei Yang's expression.

I thought he would at least be hesitant, but what she didn't expect was a hint of excitement in Wei Yang's expression.

Wei Yang smiled and said, "They can be wiped out by the buds, but if they have become a bearish force, do you think they dare to stop them?"

"Xiao Lang—" Feng Wu suddenly felt a little cold in his hands and feet, but there was a hint of yearning in his heart, "If so, those monarchs, ministers, generals and ministers would beg you not to go against them, just like the Zhongshun Palace, no, it is more powerful than the Zhongshun King." His heart suddenly thumped, and he couldn't say anything to his mouth.

"You're right, but the northwest is a bitter and cold place, and they don't value it." Wei Yang said, "This is the most intense military struggle, and most of the attention is on the war." But then he had a headache, "If the prince doesn't agree to such a good place... he will definitely not agree. He is also a vested interest. Then I have to think of a way to do things and take care of myself."

Feng Wu was helpless and finally turned into a sentence: "You should do the things that the brothel women covet our money first."

"Shunzi?" Wei Yang didn't care. "Those who came to brag in person today, and I think they were even more guilty. But if this power could be used by me-"

Madam Feng got up and left, she understood the true face of this guy.

He is more than just bold!

He was simply bold, "The kind who wants to make a big fuss!"

Does he want the world?

"No, he is too lazy." Madam Feng suddenly burst into laughter.

Because she found that Wei Yang had not washed several clothes thrown by the kang!

The next morning, Shunzi shrank and accused him of guilt. Before he could make it clear, Wei Yang waved his hand and said, "You think of your own way to deal with them, you don't have to ask anything or do anything. If you can survive until the day I deal with them, it will be your ability."

dog?

Shunzi suddenly realized that he thought to himself that the old dog he saw on the road was squatting at the door of his house and could not go out. Who dared to do anything to others?

"Yes, yes, from today, I will be at home and I won't go anywhere. Let's see how they threaten it." Shunzi looked overjoyed and his steps became several times lighter.

Zhao Yunfu heard from outside suddenly chuckled, "Then you have to learn more about your little son's dog method, he is the master."

Wei Yang looked at it and saw that there were about a dozen people following Zhao Yunfu, all of whom were skilled in internal skills. Zhao Yunfu stood outside the door and waved, "You come out."

Wei Yang said: "Why should I go out?"

"Take you to see the war." Zhao Yunfu said with a smile.

Wei Yang stumbled and said, "I'm afraid you will harm me."

Zhao Yunfu laughed: "I want to harm you. Do you believe it if you believe it?"

you say!

"If you hit me to death, your life will be widely circulated in the world. I just say that you have murdered me. What method can you solve?!" Zhao Yunfu said proudly.

Wei Yang thought for a moment, took out a rope, went back to the house and got a bag of medicine, then pulled out his steel knife, threw it in front of the old man, and nodded his head at him.

Zhao Yunfu was stunned: "What is this?"

"Damn, you choose the same one yourself, oh, my poison was refined forty-nine days, guaranteed to be painless, kicked your legs," Wei Yang took a step back, "Please!"

Zhao Yunfu was stunned.

But he picked up the rope and looked at it, shook his head: "It's so painful."

Then he gestured with a knife, frowned and said, "It hurts so much."

Finally, he gestured with the poison for a long time, and said dissatisfiedly: "This is too dry."

What a particular old man!

"So much nonsense, follow me quickly." Zhao Yunfu grabbed Wei Yang's arm and dragged him away. "If you don't understand anything, you're not a Wannian little fox."

"Wait." Wei Yang put away the rope, put the poison, and then put the knife in the sheath. He turned his head and asked, "Have you really thought about it?"

Zhao Yunfu thought for a moment and understood that this guy was threatening him.

"Yes, if I lie to you, you will use the knife and poison together, and you may even sue me for treason," Zhao Yunfu sarcastically, "I am right in front of you. Do you think I am a fool? Is it fun to provoke you? Let's go!"

"Let's wait." Wei Yang turned around and told Aunt Ye, "You don't have to follow you..."

"But!" Aunt Ye was very worried.
Chapter completed!