Yang Biao stood on the hillside with his hands, looking at the lively construction site below the slope, frowned slightly.

Yang Xiu stood aside. The Yuzhang Prefect who had been in power for more than a year made him look more mature and stronger. Standing with Yang Biao, he was half a head taller than Yang Biao, and his beard on his lips was trimmed to a slight chaotic look, looking very energetic. Mrs. Yuan looked at him from afar, and he became more and more happy the more he looked. Her smile could not be suppressed. It was revealed from the corners of her eyes and mouth. She looked at Yuan Quan from time to time, and was extremely satisfied.

Yuan Quan smiled and said softly: "Auntie, I think you don't go back to Chang'an. The academy is about to be repaired and you will be able to recruit students in the spring of next year. Before that, there are still many things to deal with. Dezu couldn't do it. If his uncle takes care of him, he could concentrate on government affairs."

"Do you think I don't want to." Mrs. Yuan glared at Yang Biao in the distance with dissatisfaction. "But he disagrees. I can't let him go back to Chang'an alone."

"Can't you let go of your uncle?"

"How could he let it go?" Mrs. Yuan sighed, shook her head, and interrupted the topic.

Along the way, they saw too many changes. After the war, Yuzhou began to recover quickly, and Qiuhu was affected, but the overall harvest was pretty good. The people were smiling, but Yang Biao couldn't be happy. Every time he arrived in a city, he either saw the head hanging from the top of the city to show his public or met the children of aristocratic families who were punished as slaves. Yang Biao initially wanted to rescue him, but he soon found that he was unable to save him. In addition, the difference in the situation between Yuzhou and Yanzhou and Jizhou made him feel very depressed. He didn't even want to watch it anymore, so he quickly came to Yuzhang.

When he met Yang Xiu, he saw that his son, who was young and young, was serving as the prefect of a county, and was doing a good job, he finally got some comfort. Today, Yang Xiu led him to check the academy project to be built, and was originally a little happier for him, but now it seems that this wish is about to be vain. Mrs. Yuan has been married to him for more than 20 years and knows his temper very well. When he sees his expression, he knows what he is thinking again.

She was very moved by Yuan Quan's invitation, but knew that it was impossible, at least not now.

Yuan Quan smiled and said, "Auntie, don't worry, the future is long, so don't worry at this moment. Let's stay here, don't worry, and then talk about it later. You can stay here for a while. In the spring of the next year, it's okay to go back and forth. Anyway, the news is transmitted by Yima, which is very convenient, so you don't have to run back and forth. There is a hot spring on the ridge over there, and Dezu built a small yard there. You can spend the winter there, so you can soak in the hot spring every day and see the mountain scenery. Isn't it better than going back to Chang'an to get frozen?"

Mrs. Yuan also smiled. "This is a good idea. Chang'an is fucking and cold, I'm really not used to it." She held Yuan Quan's hand, raised her eyebrows, and joked: "Do you stay with me? If you stay, I will stay. If you go back to accompany you General Sun, then I will be boring."

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

"What should General Sun do?" Mrs. Yuan glanced at Yuan Quan with playful eyebrows.

"He has someone to accompany me, but I don't need one." Yuan Quan smiled and said, "If my uncle and aunt are not aggressive, he might come to live for a few days. In recent years, he has not been able to take a good rest, and he finally has a chance this year."

Mrs. Yuan glanced at Yuan Quan, patted Yuan Quan lightly, and stopped talking.

Yang Biao let out a sigh, straightened his waist, and looked back at Yang Xiu. Yang Xiu immediately took a step forward. "What advice do you have for your father?"

"Your academy..." Yang Biao raised his hand and pointed to the academy construction site in the distance. "What are you going to teach after it is completed?"

Yang Xiu smiled. "Tell me whatever my father wants to teach."

"Um?"

"Dadly, don't be surprised. This is a private academy, not a county school. I don't need to be recognized by others. I just decide for myself. If my father is willing to host the presidency, you can talk about my Yang family's "Ouyang Shangshu" or other knowledge you are interested in. Even..." Yang Xiu paused and raised his eyebrows. "If you can't stand the new policy, you can write books and sing drums to attack it. General Sun has announced the craftsmanship of the book printing workshop. I plan to build a book printing workshop here. By then, your article will be well written and printed in the world. As for the cost, my salary as the prefect of Yuzhang should still be affordable."

Yang Biao was surprised. "What did you say? Sun Bofu announced the craftsmanship of the book printing workshop?"

Yang Xiu nodded, took out a volume of documents from his arms and handed them to Yang Biao. Yang Xiu took them and opened them. It turned out to be the process of the printing shop, which was clear at a glance. But Yang Biao was even more confused. "The printing shop made a lot of profits, why did it be announced?"

"My father is proficient in government affairs and should be able to understand."

Yang Biao frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he understood the pros and cons. He nodded. "This is indeed a virtue policy that can win multiple goals in one go. It can really reduce the price of books, and there will be more people who can read, which will be of great benefit to educating the people." He looked down at the document in his hand. "But can he really allow articles against the new policy to be printed in the world?"

"I think there is no problem. Of course, it's one thing to keep the world alive, and it's another thing to be able to get support from others."

"Do you support it?"

Yang Xiu smiled. "How dare I argue about my father's composition, but I can only control my own mouth, but I can't control other people's mouths. Father, this is not a matter of talking about it. Once this article is printed, it will face the scrutiny of the world and may be passed on to future generations in the future. Now it is convenient to print books, but it is not as difficult as before. Even if you want to take them back, it is better to be cautious."

Yang Biao glared at Yang Xiu angrily. "It sounds like you don't have much confidence in my article."

"How dare I? I also hope that my father can understand his articles in the world, and he can support himself by relying on books alone and no longer have to be burdened by the documents."

"Write a book and a speech is not about planning for the rice beam?" Yang Biao sighed. "If you can't make words for heaven and earth, even if you can't write thousands of words, what's the use? If you only want to make plans for yourself, where can you live? Do you have to come to Kuanglu?"

Yang Xiu bowed and apologized. "My father taught me a lesson, but I was wronged. Please punish me."

"Forget it." Yang Biao shook his sleeves and sighed. He was silent for a while, "When will General Sun arrive?"

"Calculate the time, we have already set out from Jiangling. It takes two or three days to four or five days to arrive in Chaisang. I want to go to Chaisang to greet you. Father, please stay here for a few days. I have someone cleaned up a small courtyard, which is complete with all kinds of expenses. You don't have to worry about it, just live in peace. I have prepared some books. You are bored when you are idle, and you can also read and entertain yourself. I have recently collected some old stories about Yuzhang, which are all the stories passed down by the old man from the village man Ye. Some of them are related to Danzhu. You can also take a look."

Yang Biao wanted to speak but stopped. Yang Xiu knew what he wanted to say, and explained with a smile: "The loss of etiquette and seek the wilderness. After the chaos, the classics were lost, and the court also wanted to recruit books from the people. Although these stories were not as elegant as the halls of greatness and the authenticity were mixed, there were some similarities, and the truth was hidden in it. My father, the modern scriptures and ancient scriptures are now all the dogs of the family. If they continue to fight, they may not be able to follow the footsteps of hundreds of schools and be forgotten. In the future, there may not be any detailed stories."

Yang Biao sighed and nodded silently. Yang Xiu was right. Sun Ce did not value Confucianism, and he was not interested in it, whether it was the ancient scriptures or the modern scriptures. The ancient scriptures, the modern scriptures have been fighting for hundreds of years but have not decided the outcome, but now they are going to die side by side.

Yang Xiu walked back to Mrs. Yuan, bowed to salute, and showed a sly smile on his lips. Mrs. Yuan asked in a low voice: "What have you all said? Your father is in a bad mood."

"There is no greater sorrow than death. His mood is not good now. Mother, I want to go to Chaisang. You should spend more time these days, enlighten him more, and persuade him to stay in the academy as much as possible. Write books and tell me, and pass on the knowledge of my Yang family. Establish morality, make contributions, make words, and do something. He will be more open-minded. The scenery of Kuanglu is good. It is good for him to go out for a walk in the morning and evening to relax and relieve his worries."

Mrs. Yuan nodded repeatedly, and was very happy. Yang Xiu in front of her not only looked calm, but also became more experienced in speaking and doing things. She was not as angry as when she left home four years ago, and quietly prepared a way out for Yang Biao. With the mission of continuing the family tradition of Shangshu, the possibility of Yang Biao doing extreme behavior was greatly reduced. In time, she might not be able to recover from this depression. She looked at Yuan Quan gratefully. Along the way, she talked a lot to Yuan Quan, knowing that Yang Xiu could be inseparable from Sun Ce today. When she heard that Sun Ce was punishing Yang Xiu, she was so angry that she was both angry. Later, she heard that Sun Ce appointed Yang Xiu as the prefect of Yuzhang, and she was relieved. Now that she saw Yang Xiu so sensible, most of the resentment she had towards Sun Ce had been eliminated.

Although she was doting, she was born in Yuan and knew what Yang Xiu's temper was. If Sun Ce had not tried to fix him hard, he would not have been so sensible. It was not that she didn't know this principle, but she just couldn't do it and could not be as ruthless as Sun Ce. Of course, this matter could not be just over. After all, her son was the flesh in her heart and she couldn't bear to beat him, but she was beaten by Sun Ce. Without saying a word, how could she swallow her tone?

Yang Xiu also entrusted Yuan Quan to stay with him. Yuan Quan has always been a thorough worker and is Sun Ce's favorite concubine. She came forward to arrange some things, whether it was the prefect's office or the Nanchang Order, she had to give some face. Even the county magistrate He Qi could not help but take care of him.

Yuan Quan agreed immediately.

Yang Xiu rushed to Chaisang and arrived almost at the same time as Sun Ce. He boarded the stairs and met Sun Ce.

After a few days of rest, Sun Ce was in a very good spirit. When he saw Yang Xiu, he smiled. Yang Xiu did not embarrass him. With the reputation of the Hongnong Yang family and his outstanding ability to do things, he made the prefect of Yuzhang very vividly as a weak figure. Not only did Nanchang Xu Qian praise him, but even He Qi, who had always been conceited, expressed his recognition of Yang Xiu's outstanding logistics work.

Using Yang Xiu as the prefect of Yuzhang once again proved that Sun Ce's vision of using people is of great benefit to calming the hearts of Yuzhang. Don't be impatient, as long as you have the ability, you will always be reused. You don't have to care about your background or age. Whether it's the three masters of the four generations, from poor families, older or younger, General Sun dares to use it. With this mentality, officials at all levels in Yuzhang have become much more stable, and scholars who have not become officials are also full of hope for the future.

"Where is Lingzun?"

Yang Xiu did not hide it and told the situation again. Yang Xiu came from Jizhou and Yanzhou. Compared with the development trends of several states, he knew that the court had obvious disadvantages and limited bargaining chips for negotiations. He was in a bad mood now and was almost desperate.

"No... can't think so?" Sun Ce said. He was really worried. Yang Biao might be a bit pedantic, but he has good personal morality and is highly respected. If he forced Yang Biao to death, even if it had nothing to do with him, it would be a stain on him. Once Yang Biao died, Yang Xiu would have to be mourned for at least three years. It is hard to say whether he would come back after returning to Hongnong.

"That depends on how the general is preparing to talk about it."

Sun Ce looked at Yang Xiu and laughed. "Dezu, what should I talk about?"

Yang Xiu was prepared. "General, I am forgiving me, maybe the fire of the Han Dynasty is destined to be destroyed, but if possible, it is better not to destroy it in your hands. It is better to let him die by himself. The general occupied the five states, Yuzhou, and Yuzhou are the fertile land in the world. Although Qingxu suffered a lot of losses, it was also a prosperous place for several years, not to mention the military farming in Jiangnan, and the people came to the fortunate. Although it was five states, the population had exceeded half of the world. It was a natural way to go. The general could not win without taking it."

Sun Ce smiled but said nothing.

Yang Xiu continued: "It is better to be obedient than to take the enemy. It is better to show the world loyalty outside and take the people's patronages inside. Loyalty can be rewarded and the patronage can be obtained. The general can then deeply cultivate the five states. With my invincible and waiting for the enemy to be able to win, wouldn't it be better to attack from all sides and to be tired of teachers and veterans?"

Sun Ce held Yang Xiu's shoulder and patted him gently. What Yang Xiu said sounded a bit conservative, but it was a perfect solution. It was similar to the statements of Zhang Hong, Yu Fan and others. However, he was a child of the Yang family after all, and it was his father Yang Xiu who came to negotiate. He could not make the words too clear. Being able to do this means that Yang Xiu has recognized the situation and made a decision, so he doesn't need to talk any more.

"What kind of reward do Dezu thought I could get?"

Yang Xiu was silent for a moment. "The court retreated to Guanzhong. Although he held the three states of Youyiliang, his household registration was less than half of the general and his financial resources were less than one-third of the general. What else could he give to the general? He was famous. Ruling the five states with just a legitimate reputation should be the goal that the general could strive for. If it was high, it would be the icing on the cake for the general, but it would be an unbearable humiliation for the court. Forced the court to take risks, but it would be unbeautiful. The general is not the time to swallow the whale, so he should only eat it."

Sun Ce did not argue. Yang Xiu was conservative. He could refer to his opinions, but he didn't have to blindly follow him. Not to mention Yang Xiu, even his father Yang Biao might not know what the court wanted. Let Zhang Hong talk about this matter. They should master the standards and strive for the greatest benefit as much as possible. Sun Ce immediately invited Zhang Hong and asked him to follow Yang Xiu to Yuzhang to meet Yang Biao and discuss the conditions. He himself did not see Yang Biao for the time being, so he went directly to Wu County. When the talk was almost done in the end, it would not be too late for him to meet Yang Biao again.

Yang Xiu was a little surprised, but he also thought it was better. Zhang Hong was middle-aged and was more stable in his work. He met Yang Biao first. Even if there were any differences, he would not make a fuss.
Chapter completed!