The boat slowly docked on Yuliangzhou. The boat lowered the springboard. Pang Degong, who was waiting by the table, lifted up his clothes and was about to board the boat. Two rows of halberds stepped on the springboard and got off the boat. Pang Degong passed by Pang Degong one after another, and stood in the middle of the way. Pang Degong was shocked and his eyes were involuntarily following the men. When he turned around, Sun Ce's figure had already appeared at the port, waved to him, and greeted him loudly.

"Mr. Pang, are you safe?"

Pang Degong was excited, and the students of Xiangyang College behind him were also in an uproar, and a whispering sounded, unable to hide his excitement. The emperor arrived at Yuliangzhou, but he didn't wait for Pang Degong to board the boat and asked him to greet him.

This is the true respect for the wise and the wise.

Under the excitement of a group of scholars, Sun Ce quickly got off the boat, took the lead and came to Pang Degong, bowing. "Pang Gong, I'm here again, hahaha..."

Only then did Mr. Pang De come back to his senses, and quickly return the salute with a smile, with a little fear, and repeatedly said, "Welcome to Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Sun Ce held Pang Degong's arm, looked Pang Degong up and down, and nodded with relief. "I haven't seen him for several years, Pang Gong is as happy as ever. The kind of person is happy to the mountains, and the wise person is happy to the water. Pang Gong has mountains and water, and this is the joy of the infinite."

"This is all for your Majesty's blessing." After all, Mr. Pang De, who had seen the scene, quickly returned to his calmness and laughed loudly: "Compared with the mountains and rivers, the reading sound of Xiangyang Academy is more nourishing. Your Majesty, the minister introduces the virtuousness of Xiangyang Academy to Your Majesty." As he said, he pointed to the middle-aged scholar beside him. "This is Song Zhong, the new priest of Xiangyang Academy, whose courtesy name is Zhongzi, a native of Jingling, Nanyang (now Zaoyang, Hubei), who is well-versed in the Five Classics and is particularly good at Yixue."

Song Zhong stepped forward and bowed to the end. "Song Zhong, a sage to His Majesty."

Sun Ce reached out and held it up and smiled, "Although Song Jijiu succeeded Jijiu, he may not know that although Xiangyang Academy is a private academy, it was founded by me. Every year, I have to squeeze out a lot of money from my tight purse. So, you are considered a scholar I hired, so you don't have to worship."

Song Zhong blushed excitedly. "What kind of virtue is Zhong? How dare you be so extravagant? As a scholar in Nanyang, it is a great blessing to be able to study in Xiangyang Academy." As he said that, he turned around and took a box of books from a young scholar and presented it with both hands. "This is Zhongxin's "Taixuan Jing Notes". I dare to ask Your Majesty to read and correct it."

Sun Ce took the book and looked it up. The book was printed beautifully, with light yellow bamboo paper, dark blue cover, and beautiful regular script inscriptions on it. You can tell at a glance that it was the calligraphy of the former priest Cai Yong.

"Thank you for Song Jijiu's gift. I dare not be accused of the axe. I have read a little, so I dare not argue, so as not to make a laugh. However, there is a legacy of Mr. Cai's sacrificial wine. There is no need to mention the correct style of the study. This masterpiece of sacrificial wine will be famous for Xuelin and benefit future generations. "Yiwenzhi" has a place."

"How dare you, how dare you?" Song Zhong smiled and bowed again.

Song Zhong immediately introduced Qi Wukai, Sima Hui and others to Sun Ce, including Yin Mo who had just written a book for him. Yin Mo's courtesy name was Siqian, and was from Fu County, Zitong County, Yizhou (now Mianyang, Sichuan). He studied in Jingzhou for many years and is now a disciple of Song Zhong. He also serves as an assistant teacher and receives a salary. He plans to do academic research all his life.

Sun Ce specially chatted with Yin Mo. Yin Mo's fellow townsman and friend Li Qi also studied in Song Zhong, but Li Qi became more interested in Mu Xue and turned to Mu Xue and studied under Mo Ze. Now he is the backbone of Nanyang Mu Xue. When Sun Ce inspected Nanyang Mu Xue, he met Li Qi.

Yin Mo and Li Zhu were the representatives of young scholars in Yizhou. There were many people like them who studied in Jingzhou and then stayed in Jingzhou. From this point of view, Sun Ce was very confident in pacifying Yizhou. It was a matter of time before everyone could endure it. How long could Cao Cao last? It was sooner or later.

Sun Ce had a very happy chat with the teachers and students of Xiangyang Academy, but they were still not satisfied. They set up a mat by the river to bring wine to the wind. The reason for their intentions is that they are from all over the world, from ancient times to the present, and they are all over the sky until the sun sets and the stars are everywhere, and they are shining with the lights reflected in the river, which is very intoxicating.

Although the teachers and students of Xiangyang Academy mainly study scriptures, they like to recite poems and essays. Today, they are excited and naturally have a lot of poetry. They recite a few sentences. Wang Can, Chen Lin and others around Sun Ce are also good at learning, and they can't help but talk. No one has seen anyone specifically greeting him. A poetry meeting was born naturally, and masterpieces were continuously passed on to Sun Ce, and they watched a "Yuliangzhou Poetry Collection" come into being.

Wang Can took the lead and came to Sun Ce. "Your Majesty, please write a song to the top."

Sun Ce smiled and shook his head. "With you great talents here, why do I need to do this in one go? I will laugh at the future generations."

Wang Can is still waiting for another invitation, and Sun Ce said again: "Why not do this? You are doing poetry, I will write a collection of poems and order someone to give pictures, how about it?"

Seeing that Sun Ce was indeed not interested in writing poetry, Wang Can discussed with Chen Lin and others which poems to choose to enter the collection. Sun Ce called Liu He, Sun Kuang, Xu Hua and others to tell me about the picture of the collection, so that they could paint their own according to the poetry and engrave them in the collection in the future.

Liu He and Sun Kuang were focused on their hearts and became a teacher of Cai Yong and Cai Yan. They studied painting for many years and had a considerable level. Even if they could not be compared with the talented talents of Cai Yong and his daughter, they were considered experts in the industry. They had published several books and often painted illustrations for some books. This task naturally did not defeat them. They happily followed their orders and prepared to go separately.

As soon as they left, Huang Yueying came over again, her eyes lit up. "Your Majesty didn't write a poem?"

"Don't join in the fun. I'm still good at killing people, but I can't write poetry."

"Your Majesty is too humble." Huang Yueying sat down beside Sun Ce, hugging her legs with her hands, looking up at the sky. "The 'risky people' back then' was excellent, and the 'unprecedented ancient people' was also excellent. Speaking of which, in the twelve halls, I met Your Majesty first, but Your Majesty did not give me a poem. It's a pity to think about it. Why didn't I think that I was still a little scholar and missed the great opportunity to leave my name in history in vain."

Sun Ce laughed silently, grabbed Huang Yueying's hand and stroked it gently, and said quietly: "You have your own place in history, so why do you need to borrow the power of poetry? Poetry, prose, songs and essays are just smoke and clouds on paper, and how can you compare to the feat of creating a generation of trends? If you really want to leave your poems and essays, find an opportunity to hold a banquet, and ask the talents from the Hanlin Academy to recite poems and essays together, sing praises to you, and publish a few collections of poems, which is not a piece of cake."

Huang Yueying turned to look at Sun Ce and raised her lips slightly. "Your Majesty, this poem is not that poem. No matter how great my merit is, I am still a woman, and I can't help but be a little petty. Others have poems, but I don't have one, so I always have something to lose in my heart."

Sun Ce rolled his eyes. The young boss Huang Yueying, who had always been thick, was really unbearable to him. He patted his forehead and seemed to be distressed.

"Let me think twice, let me think twice."

When Huang Yueying saw Sun Ce give in, she was proud and did not forget to tease Sun Ce. "Your Majesty is talented, so you can think about it again, so why bother to think twice?"

Sun Ce was thinking hard, and the little bridge rushed out from the side, rushed to Sun Ce, lying on Sun Ce's knees, looking at Sun Ce pitifully. "Your Majesty, I want it too."

"I'm still there." Yin Wei also walked over, followed by two maids, one carrying a large pot and the other holding a cup. "Come on, take a few sips of herbal tea to relieve the heat, and think about it, seeing that His Majesty's forehead is sweating." Before he finished speaking, he laughed out loud.

Huang Yueying and Xiaoqiao also smiled, and Xiaoqiao also deliberately touched Sun Ce’s forehead with his hand. “Oh, that’s really, look at this sweat.”

"You are not allowed to bully my father." Dashuang and Xiaoshuang rushed over, squeezed open the small bridge, protecting Sun Ce from left and right. Dashuang put his waist on his waist and said childishly: "It's very difficult to write poetry. Every time Mr. Cai arranges to write poetry, Dashuang can't eat."

Xiaoshuang stroked Sun Ce's chest and comforted him repeatedly. "Father is not afraid, but father is not afraid."

Sun Ce laughed so hard that he fell down, hugged his two daughters in his arms, and kissed them hard. "It's still their daughter who loves me, they know how to bully their father."

Xiaoqiao rolled his eyes in disappointment. "It's indeed my biological family."

Everyone couldn't help laughing and laughed.

Sun Ce lived in Yuliangzhou for a few days and received the subjects he invited to see every day, but he had no intention of moving.

Cai Zhou was not far downstream, and his sight was within reach. Cai Feng came to invite him several times, but Sun Ce had no intention of crossing the city, let alone Yangjiahui Lake on the west bank of the Mian River. Cai Feng was a little panicked and had to ask Cai Jue for advice again. Cai Jue was also a little confused and sent someone to find Huang Yueying, hoping that Huang Yueying would come forward to explore Sun Ce’s words and ask for a clear message to see when he would inspect Cai Zhou.

In order to take over, Cai Zhou spent a lot of money and energy to repair and renovate. He didn't dare to take it lightly these days. He cleaned it inside and out countless times. Everyone was very nervous, afraid that the area he was responsible for would make mistakes and mistake the big thing about the greeting. Cai Feng, the head of the family, is even more so. If this continues, Cai Feng will fall ill due to physical exhaustion.

People in their seventies are usually pampered and have very little exercise and cannot withstand such torture.

Huang Yueying didn't want to care about this matter, but she couldn't refuse, so she had to bite the bullet and come to Sun Ce. Sun Ce was watching the navy soldiers perform daily exercises by the river. After listening to what Huang Yueying said, he turned to look at Cai Zhou in the distance and grinned.

"I dare not go."

"Don't dare?" Huang Yueying was a little surprised, but she did not miss any opportunity to tease Sun Ce. Her eyes flicked and she covered her mouth and smiled: "There are still things that Your Majesty dare not? At the beginning, you only had a few thousand soldiers, and you also captured Caizhou. Now you have tens of thousands of soldiers in your hand, but are you afraid?"

This is her hometown. When she returns here, she is like she is back ten years ago, facing not the Majesty who ruled the world, but the young and handsome young general who is even a bit frivolous. She is not the offering sacrifices of the Great Wu Mu Academy, the mother of two children, and the twelve-year-old girl.

"It's not that I can't take Cai Zhou, but that I don't have the capital to do business." Sun Ce leaned on the railing of the station, looking relaxed. "The Cai family has decorated the manor and stored a lot of supplies. It is said that even the price of wine on the market has increased a lot, so this capital must be spent a lot. If I visit the door, the meeting gift will be small and I can't take it."

Huang Yueying laughed in silence.

"Besides, it's not a family. After going to Caizhou, how can I not go to Huihu? After going to Huihu, what should I do if I go to Huihu? I don't have so much time. If I don't go, I will be favored by one and the other. I don't know how many twists and turns will occur in the future. Ah Chu, you don't know how much knowledge there is here, which is much more troublesome than meditation. Look at my hair, I'm almost bald."

When Huang Yueying heard Sun Ce call her nickname, she became hot on her face. She turned around and leaned on the railing, pretending to see the scenery. "Du, you still lose your hair, your hair is black and shiny, so good that women are envious of. Oh, Your Majesty, why don't you tell me the prescription for raising hair, even if it is a reward to the Cai family?"

"Don't you know the recipe for hair care?" Sun Ce leaned over, squeezed his eyes, lowered his voice and smiled wickedly.

"Go and go, there's nothing good about it." Huang Yueying smiled and pushed Sun Ce away, stretched out her hand to lift her hair. "What are you going to do?"

"In a few days, we will bring together the big clans and representatives of the people near Xiangyang. Some words are better to be in person." Sun Ce put away his smile and patted the railings. "To govern the country, we should use more open conspiracies and less conspiracies."

Huang Yueying's eyes flashed. "Your Majesty is going to discuss Yuliangzhou again this time?"

Sun Ce nodded.

Huang Yueying felt a little nervous. With her understanding of Sun Ce, Sun Ce's actions must be dissatisfied with the Jingxiang clan, so she had to gather the big clans and representatives of the people near Xiangyang solemnly to beat them up.

After thinking for a moment, she understood the reason and couldn't help but worry. She thought for a while and said tentatively: "Your Majesty, do you want them to make some preparations so that your Majesty can ask?"

"You just tell them."

Huang Yueying breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to salute. "Vei."

The emperor did not go to Caizhou or Huihu. Instead, he wanted to summon representatives of the people of Xiangyang at Xiangyang Academy on Yuliangzhou. This surprised many people and felt uneasy.

This shows that the emperor is not very satisfied with the people of Xiangyang, and he was not like this when he was in Nanyang.

Cai Feng didn't care about the preparations he had made for many days and spent a lot of money in vain. He planned to invite Yang Jie, Pang Degong and others to Caizhou overnight to discuss countermeasures, but Cai Jue stopped him.

These two people don’t know how to help, they just watch the Cai family jokes.

Pang Degong was relatively calm. Although Yuliangzhou was not a Pang family's property, he had talked with the emperor for a long time when he welcomed the emperor and had already gained enough face. It didn't matter whether the emperor went to the Pang family or not.

Yang Jiehui was a little disappointed, but his disappointment was limited. Huihu only did a simple cleaning and no major construction was carried out. The emperor went, but he could not ask for anything. If the emperor didn't go, he would not lose much. What's more, the emperor refused to even go to Caizhou, so Huihu naturally did not expect it.

Although she didn't like her father Cai Feng's snobbery, at this moment, she had to come forward to arrange and maintain the Cai family's face.

After repeatedly asking about everything Huang Yueying and the emperor said, Cai Jue realized the problem. She said to Cai Feng and others: "You don't have to worry too much. Although the Cai family cannot satisfy the emperor, they did nothing to dissatisfied the emperor."

Cai Feng didn't react for a moment and asked anxiously: "Is there any difference?"

Cai Jue snorted: "If the Cai family makes the emperor dissatisfied, you will not even have the qualifications to attend the meeting. Since the emperor wants to invite you to attend the meeting, there is naturally a discussion." She looked at the two children who were riding a wooden horse, swinging and having fun in the yard, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "No matter what, the Cai family has a little bit of blood in the royal family, and is considered a relative of the foreign country. Your Majesty's Double Ninth Festival plot, how could he attack his relatives?"

Cai Feng thought about it and felt it was reasonable. He let out a long breath and relaxed a lot.

"Old Mr. Cai is losing a lot this time." Yang Jie stroked his beard and laughed loudly.

Yang Lu and Yang Yi exchanged glances and couldn't help laughing. Cai Feng made so many preparations for Yingjia, but the emperor did not take a step to Caizhou at all, and all the money spent by the Cai family was thrown into the Mianshui.

"Don't you know what Your Majesty means?"

Yang Yi nodded and shook his head again. "Your Majesty has a far-sighted vision, and I can't guess his thoughts. But since it is an open plot, there are naturally rules to follow. If you sort out the various measures that Your Majesty has taken since the implementation of the new policy, you can always get some clues."

Yang Jie looked at Yang Yi with relief. He originally liked his eldest son Yang Lu the most, but was not very satisfied with Yang Yi's obsession with accounting skills, but now he is the opposite. Yang Lu is obsessed with medicine and has no intention of career, but Yang Yi has a prosperous official career and is in office before he reaches his thirty years. This kind of thing may be realized in the early days of his country and will never happen again.

With this alone, the Yang family is enough to be proud, otherwise they would not have the idea of ​​competing with the Cai and Pang families.

"Do you know who is the richest person in the world?"

Yang Lu laughed. "It goes without saying that of course it's His Majesty. The whole world belongs to him, who else can compare with him?"

Yang Yi smiled and shook her head. "The answer is correct, but the reason is not correct."

"Oh?" Yang Lu became curious. Even Yang Jie closed his mouth and listened to Yang Yi's explanation intently.

"Your Majesty is the richest man in the world, but not the shore of the land, or the like, or the like, but because he controls several big businesses. Your Majesty himself does not do business, but several of the wives in the harem hold a lot of money, and can provide His Majesty with hundreds of thousands of gold at any time."

"So much?" Yang Jie, calm, couldn't help but breathe. All the assets of the Yang family were only a thousand gold, and most of them were fixed assets, with less than two hundred gold in cash on hand. Several wives in the harem could take out hundreds of thousands of gold in cash at any time, which was so scary.

"I can't say the specific numbers." Yang Yi chuckled. "I will remind you some points. Sisters of the Queen and the Ruying clan jointly operate various rare treasures. At least one-third of the luxury goods in the world are under their control. You can imagine how much they will be recorded every year. In addition, Mrs. Yin controls the world's largest medicine shop, Mrs. Mi controls the maritime merchants in Liaodong, and nearly half of the sea salt production. Mrs. Zhen manages tea and sea goods. There is a large tea mountain in Kuaiji. Every day, a full-loaded sea boat returns to the port. Mrs. Huang is in charge of the Wood School and Mrs. Feng has long invested in weaving workshops. It can be said that every loom in Jingxiang will have their profits as long as it is turned on to weave cloth."

Yang Jie nodded repeatedly. He had heard of these things before, but he didn't think so carefully. At this moment, he understood when Yang Yi said it. Sun Ce did not do business, but the wife in the harem did a great job. Yang Yi was the young mansion, equivalent to the emperor's private account, so he naturally knew these things clearly.

"Your Majesty is rich, but Your Majesty is not luxurious, but he is a little stingy. His money is used to invest, or to things that are beneficial to people's livelihood and national destiny, such as funding scholars to print monographs, fund the research and development of Mu Academy, and also building bridges and paving roads to benefit people's livelihood. There is Your Majesty's money in the trade route directly to Jizhou, but it was invested in the name of Mrs. Yuan and Mrs. Mi."

Yang Lu suddenly shouted: "So, is the research on several new drugs in Nanyang Bencaotang also promoted by His Majesty?"
To be continued...