"The power of our club is still a little weak. If we don't cooperate with JD.com, I'm afraid..."

Chen Dong was worried. In the past, he had the illusion of no other than me, but under the banner of "respecting the emperor and not obeying orders", various forces emerged one after another. Especially when schools in various prefectures and county schools elected officials, the people in the society seemed to be unable to follow their hearts. For Cai Jing, Zhao Zhifu and other dynasties, the scholars' discussions seemed to have some influence. But for the tyrants of prefectures and county tyrants, the discussions of scholars seemed to be scratching the surface, or in other words, the tyrants of these prefectures and counties were the mainstream of gentry, and were connected by various in-laws and old friends. Now the society seems to be very powerful, but in fact they are weak. It is much more difficult for the gentry to dominate the election of prefectures and county schools than Hou Huanyin with official power to control the two routes of Jingdong. Even those places where people in the society have the upper hand, their advantages are not solid enough.

"There is no way," Zhao Xingde pondered, "Now there are about 30 prefectures and county schools, all of which are colleagues in our club. If our club can win about ten county schools, there will be more than 40. In this way, as long as there are a few other county schools supporting the election of the fake prime minister of Shaoyang. It is much easier to fight for those who are in the territory of one prefecture and one county than to strive for the powerful Hou Huanyin."

"But it is not easy to win ten more county schools." Chen Dongdao, "Some county schools that my colleagues originally had the advantage also made the county magistrate and county school priests lose their position because some people bought donations to their children." He regretted that he recognized the evil example of county schools opening donations to raise military funds. Some state and county tyrants spared no expenses to send some ignorant people into county schools, which not only made the county schools chaotic, but also excluding the Qingliu scholars who were originally the mainstream in county schools.

Zhao Xingde hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Others can donate their lives, but we can donate too."

"This," Chen Dong looked at him in surprise, "...it's a shameful person."

In the eyes of people in the clear stream, donating students is despised like donating officials. Students like Chen Dong even sneered at it. He even planned to block the way to donate students and donate officials after he had enough money in the future, and to correct the source.

"This is forced by the situation, and I have to do it." Zhao Xingde whispered, "What's the point of donating a life compared to handing over the name of the great power?" He plotted, "Everyone has the heart to follow the crowd. If more than 40 prefectures and counties fully support you when electing the prime minister, other prefectures and counties might follow the trend and recommend it. Hou Huanyin is a worldly-wise person. In this situation, he will not break the deadlock with you on the spot. Just give a little benefit, and the support from the two prefectures and counties in Jingdong can be obtained. Compared with the exchange of the prime minister's title and Hou Huanyin as an exchange, this price is much smaller. Maybe by the time the recommendation is announced, you will get support from eight or nine out of ten prefectures and counties. This false prime minister is what everyone wants. After the reputation of the prefectures and counties is justified, it will be much smoother to implement various matters in the future."

When Chen Dong heard him speak calmly, he hesitated: "But if you donate your child to compete for the county school, once this example begins, the powerful people in the county will also fight against each other. The road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high. Isn't this a competition for who has a great wealth?" He frowned and said, "A donated one student to donate 500 stags of silver every year, and each county will compete for it. We can't hold on even if we spend all our property."

Zhao Xingde shook his head and said, "The prefectures and county schools have already elected local officials and then elected prime ministers. In the next three years, the county schools were just a place for the Qing Dynasty to supervise. Now the power spans the southeast is only one of the family members. The ambitions are in the world and the ambitions are in a corner, and the interests are different. The tyrants of one state and one county are not in need of losing their money and fighting against the affairs of the family members." He smiled slightly and said to Chen Dongdao, "Besides, the donated money is used for official affairs such as food, money and relief."

The more you donate your child, the more money and grain you will have. In Shaoyang, if you don’t have enough money and grain, you will have to pay for it even if you lose all your money and grain. Now you just go out from your left hand to your right hand to your right hand, which is always beneficial to the world’s major events. The more you donate your child, the more you will be. However, if you donate more money and grain in the prefectures and counties donate your child, you will really pay more money and grain. No matter how you calculate this account, you will make up for it."

Chen Dong was hoarse and sighed after a while: "It should be like this!...I can't imagine, I can't imagine!" He looked at Zhao Xingde incredibly and said along his thoughts, "There are some poor scholars in the community in all prefectures and counties. Because they cannot make good friends with local officials, or have poor families, they cannot go to the county school to study. Let's donate their lives for these people." He paused, his face was a little rosy, and added, "In addition to taking out his own pocket, he can also raise money from the community to support the money-strapped colleagues who are in short supply to enter the county school!"

Zhao Xingde said again: "First figure out the situation of each prefecture and county, and reverse the county schools whose power is not much different from local tyrants." He could comfort himself. After the overall situation stabilizes, the world will be more peaceful, and the county school election system should be improved, and various forces do not need to donate their children to compete for the prime minister. He was mixed with distractions, with some guilt in his anxiety, and he said in a little extravagant way: "This method of donating children is to follow power in urgent matters. Shaoyang also has to do things in a solid manner. In the future, those who win the hearts of the people will win the world. I know that Shaoyang is not greedy for the power of the fake prime minister."

Chen Dong nodded and sighed: "Those who gave birth to me were parents, and those who knew me were Yuanzhi."

The Zhenguo Army camp was not far from the Ezhou Prefecture, so Chen Dong and Zhao Xingde did not ride a horse on a sedan chair. They were talking while walking. Suddenly, someone hurried over in front of him. He looked around and suddenly saw Chen Dong. He looked happy and strode forward and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm looking for you." He bowed to Zhao Xingde and said, "Mr. Zhao."

"Guodong, why are you panicking?" Chen Dong asked. The person who came to report was not an ordinary clerk in Ezhou, but a Taixue scholar who came out of exile in Bianliang. His surname was Xu and Guodong, and he was also a member of the Lishe Society. Chen Dong has always regarded the Lishe Society who came to join as a friend of his fellow staff, and even if he was a staff member, he would not regard himself as an official.

"Fangzhou is in urgent need!" Xu Guodong said, "Five thousand Liao army cavalrymen were carrying tens of thousands of signs to attack Fangzhou. The document that the governor Gao Zhen in urgent need has just been sent to the prefecture." Fangzhou is a nail on the west side. Recently, Zhao Xingde was considering the battle and defense of the Liao army, and he was quite careful about this place.

"Fangzhou?" Chen Dong looked worried and turned to Zhao Xingdedao, "This Gao Zhen is also a member of our society. He was born in Xuanhe in the eleventh year. He had a lot of official voices on Jinghu North Road. He killed the envoys who persuaded the Liao bandits to surrender some time ago." He looked back at the camp of the Zhenguo Army and hesitated, "Yuanzhi, this Fangzhou must be saved, look..."

The eleventh year of Xuanhe was the year when Zhao You died and Zhao Ke succeeded to the throne. In this year, Chen Dong was appointed by the Xinhuang, and many sergeants of the Lishu became officials. Therefore, "the eleventh year of Xuanhe" was also a symbol of qualifications for the Lishu. He could not stand by death in Fangzhou, but Chen Dong was still angry and was unwilling to ask Yue Fei to send troops, so he turned to Zhao Xingde.

Seeing this, Zhao Xingde nodded and said, "Raising troops for a thousand days will be used for a moment. Let's leave this matter to Baoyi Army."

"Go to the high ego," Chen Dong bowed, "Chen thanked the elders of Fangzhou in advance." Because the Baoyi Army had just been established and the food and salary were insufficient, I thought Zhao Xingde would hesitate, but he didn't expect that he would agree so readily. After Chen Dong thanked, he said: "If the Baoyi Army lacks military supplies for the rescue of Fangzhou, he can go directly to the treasury to obtain it."

A part of the Zhenguo Army had already entered the Jianghuai East, and some of them were scattered in various prefectures and counties to support the scholars of the society. The Zhenguo Army left behind in Ezhou had only more than 4,000 elite soldiers. They also wanted to go north to open up the Xiangyang grain channel and go out to assist Fangzhou. Ezhou had become very empty.

Zhao Xingde sighed secretly. This battle can be won but not defeated, and it must be decided quickly. There are two roads to enter Fangzhou. One is to go up against the Han River, to Xiangyang and then to the west. This area is full of Liao troops. It is still unknown how many times the Zhenguo Army can open up this waterway. The other road is to go up against the river and go ashore in the Guizhou area. Using the Bayan Ancient Road to the Fangzhou, there are no Liao soldiers on this road. However, the road commonly used by salt merchants from Guizhou to Fangzhou is narrow and rugged, which is not easy to walk. Baoyi Army itself does not have much baggage. Zhao Xingde decided to take this road after thinking for a while. It happened that the east wind blows on the Yangtze River, which can make up for some troubles of sailing against the current.

Back at the Baoyi Army camp, Zhao Xingde summoned Shi Jingkui, Lu Mingyu and Luo Xian and other generals, first told him about the matter of entering Fangzhou, and then explained his considerations and asked the generals about their views.

Lu Mingyu said: "There is a Qingfeng Village in Fangzhou. The leader’s surname is Liu and there is also a Taiping Village. The leader’s surname is Qin. There are about two or three thousand people. They all sent people to say that they are willing to act according to the orders of the military advisor. Now it is time to use them."

Since the Baoyi Army formed an army, many heroes have negotiated and issued an edict in all directions, and there have been endless heroes who have defected. In just over a month, the Baoyi Army has expanded to more than 6,000 troops. In addition, there are countless green forest gangs under the banner of Baoyi Army in Jingxiang. As long as these people do not do anything too harmful to the world, Zhao Xingde also accused them of this. He even discussed with Yue Fei to allocate some money and grain from the Ezhou treasury to these Jingxiang heroes. In this regard, Yue Fei and him coincided with him, and even proposed to withdraw another sum of money and grain, and to contact the heroes in Henan and Hebei as their supporters when the Liao treasury was not yet stable. Ezhou wanted to maintain two armies and support the money and grain of these heroes. The emptiness of the treasury can be imagined. If it were not for this, Chen Dong would not have been forced to agree to donate students to make money in prefectures and county schools.
Chapter completed!