Chapter 202: The Pear Blossom Overshadows the Begonia
Yang Zhishan insisted like this, and Zhao Yulin couldn't say anything more. He pointed at the firewood chicken and told him that Shenwei Army would no longer be engaged in catering, and would leave everything to the people themselves. Any owner willing to take over could be recommended, and as long as the business was run with integrity, Shenwei Army would be willing to transfer it.
Old Yang smiled and nodded, saying that his elder brother Zhao Yuqing was thinking about expanding the store.
He said that Big Brother Yuqing had some problems with his mentality. He would do anything to make money. His unscrupulous and shameless actions gave him a headache, so he wanted to let go of everything.
He reminded Lao Yang that he must treat everyone equally in the future and that anyone who breaks the law must be sentenced and punished according to the law.
The two were drinking when Zhao Yuqing came in with a cup in hand. He saluted with a smile and said that he happened to be next door and wanted to toast Lord Yang.
After all, Zhao Yuqing was his elder brother, so Zhao Yulin asked him to sit down and drink with him.
The girl immediately sat between the two of them and excitedly told Zhao Yulin that the girl had given him the list of all the shops to be transferred, and he was very optimistic about this firewood chicken shop and wanted it.
Zhao Yulin said expressionlessly that after the Shenwei Army opened up the business, those who like to do it will open their own shops. Big brother should first manage his own noodles well, and then choose one or two shops to expand the business. If the stall is too big and not managed well, it will definitely lose money.
Zhao Yuqing was in high spirits, so how could he listen to him? He kept asking Lord Yang to support him.
Yang Zhishan was happy to be a peacemaker. He said with a smile that these were not a problem. His brother had just told him to act according to the law and not do anything that was illegal or harmful to the people.
Zhao Yuqing glanced at Zhao Yulin and said repeatedly, "That's right, that's right."
After having a good meal and a good drink, Zhao Yulin said goodbye to the two of them and crossed the river to the academy to have tea with Zhang Xiangyang.
The more famous Cuiping Academy became, the more happy the old man was. He told him that the academy had organized a group of professors and students to collect and organize Chinese historical books and print them in large quantities. All the prefectures, states, and counties under the rule of the Shenwei Army could read them.
Zhao Yulin looked at his smug look and asked with a smile, "That's a huge expense. Old gentleman is so righteous that he might even have to pawn his robe to print the book."
The old man smiled and said that was not necessary. Their academy would use the advertising fees earned from publishing newspapers and set aside funds for writing books. As long as there was a planned expenditure, there was no need to worry about not having money. Then he told him that if the number of books printed was large, the cost would not be high. A printing plate could be reused thousands of times. It was not expensive to buy paper in large quantities. The more you printed, the cheaper it would be.
Haha, this old man knows how to do it and has a solution.
Academies all over the place respect his academy as the boss, the highest institution of learning in the Shenwei Army. Even the students who come out to study are proud of having received new education in Cuiping Academy. His classrooms have long been full.
Not only that, the old man was often invited to give lectures at nearby academies, promoting the new social concepts of the Shenwei Army and the vernacular, numbers, and Douban notes that Zhao Yulin had taught them. In the eyes of teachers and students, these were definitely the leading knowledge of the new era.
Newspapers from all over the country took him as a weather vane and took the initiative to connect with each other to become one, including taking consistent actions in financial accounting, which was equivalent to setting up a newspaper group.
They used the advertising fees to coordinate expenses and became a boost to the Shenwei Army's educational development. It's a good idea.
Zhao Yulin was having fun with him when he saw a dignified and pretty woman walk out of the house, holding a carved tea tray.
Zhao Yulin didn't recognize him, and looked over there with some confusion, then looked back again.
The old man cheerfully introduced Zhao Yulin as his concubine Liu Haitang, and then shouted to the girl: Just call you Brother Yulin, you are my good friend regardless of age difference.
Oh, he looked at Zhang Xiangyang in a different light. Damn, this old guy is really good. He is already over sixty and wants to marry such a young woman. It is really like an eighteen-year-old woman is overshadowed by an eighty-year-old man, and a pear tree overshadows a crabapple tree.
The young lady bowed gracefully and greeted him generously. Zhao Yulin quickly took the tea bowl and thanked him.
After the young lady left, the old man asked unhappily: What's the matter? Her expression was strange. You only want your brother to have many wives and concubines, but you don't want me to have a close friend?
I didn't rape the girl, nor did I cheat her. I brought her in openly in a sedan chair.
Zhao Yulin's face immediately flushed, and he said with a smile: No way, that's not the case. He was just curious about the old man's skillful way of picking up girls.
Zhang Xiangyang laughed and said that he could only write a few beautiful characters with a brush, and he was not as skilled as the young man.
Damn, two men, one old and one young, were shamelessly praising each other in the warm room.
He knew that Zhang Xiangyang's wife had been separated from him many years ago, and said that since they had married her in a formal ceremony, then she would be the legal wife, so why would anyone be so jealous about whether she was a concubine or not?
The old man actually agreed happily.
Zhao Yulin said: At present, the Shenwei Army controls a large area of land, and the academy has also achieved unified action. Cuiping Mountain can organize the new social concepts of the Shenwei Army into chapters and sections for publicity and discussion. In a subtle way, the influence of the Shenwei Army can be continuously expanded, attracting more people with lofty ideals to join, and gathering a powerful fighting force.
The old man nodded and told him that the northern barbarians were also snatching people. There was news that the learned people in Henan and Jinghu were captured and taken to the north to open academies and travel around to study and preach.
No matter what you do, you are still a traitor. Humph.
Zhao Yulin had just returned and had not heard about these situations. The Mongolian army also began to pay attention to Chinese culture and started Chinese culture education. This is a good thing.
However, old Song people like Zhang Xiangyang, who were filled with hatred for their country and their family, looked at those who surrendered and betrayed and served the Mongolian army differently. They were just like the traitors who worked for the Japanese in later generations, or even worse. No matter how thorough their research was, or how profound and unique their books and biographies were, they always wore the shameful hat of treason on their heads.
The old man asked him with a smile, did you come to the academy so early today to pick up the children? Or did you come to pick up his two petite ladies?
Zhao Yulin quickly asked the old man to stop talking, saying that he would not answer anyone's call and was just here to have tea with the old man, and he would leave right away.
Zhao Yulin's frightened expression made Zhang Xiangyang laugh out loud.
When he came back, Zhao Yulin's mother said that his father was still teaching in the academy.
The old scholar seriously went to Zhang Xiangyang to ask for a professorship, and took on the responsibility of teaching the children's enlightenment education on a voluntary basis, happily following a group of children around.
Her mother asked him, "Are you going to die again? Are you really well again?"
Zhao Yulin smiled and nodded, refilled his mother's tea, and said, "Mom has never heard me play the suona, so how about we go to the academy and have some fun?"
His mother was happy and nodded continuously.
Zhao Yulin called the captain of the guard in and asked him to tell Zhang Xiangyang that there would be a bonfire party on the sports field of the academy in the evening, and he would personally perform and have fun with the students.
The captain of the guard received the order and went out immediately.
Her mother thought that her son was leaving, and she looked unhappy again.
Zhao Yulin went over to massage his mother's back and shoulders, and assured her that Master Lu had strengthened his guards and everything would be safe.
In the evening, Zhao Yulin accompanied his family to the academy. The students had already formed a circle on the sports field, and a large banner with the words "Cui Ping Academy New Year's Eve Party" was hung on the stands. When the students saw him coming, they kept shouting "Third Young Master, Third Young Master."
Zhang Xiangyang invited them to sit over, pointed at the slogan and said with a smile, "I wrote it myself, how about it?"
Zhao Yulin immediately flattered him: The old gentleman's writing is vigorous, as if his imagination is running wild and as if thousands of families are reunited. It's beautiful and wonderful.
The old man was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
Rows of barbecues have been set up next to the bonfire, and there are more than a dozen chefs busy roasting lamb, chicken and duck. The crackling sound from the bonfire seems to tell people that the New Year is coming.
The old man told him proudly that the old scholar heard about the party and asked his captain of the guard to notify the beggars' chicken shop by the river to get fifty beggars' chickens for everyone to taste, which was considered as the old scholar's reception.
Zhao Yulin said with a smile that of course he would host the reception, and asked the butler to settle the bill and have fun together.
After a short rest, the old man picked up an exquisite copper trumpet and started speaking, asking Zhao Yulin to say a few words.
He declined, saying that today was the academy's New Year celebration and the old gentleman should be the lecturer. He was just an audience member, and his only other title was a suona player.
The old man was very happy. He picked up the microphone and asked everyone to sit down. After a very elegant speech, he actually handed the copper trumpet to his young wife beside him. He then hurriedly grabbed it and introduced: The following evening performances will be hosted by Mr. Liu Haitang from our academy.
It turned out that his wife was actually a female teacher in the academy.
The woman walked to the center of the venue with a microphone and began to host the event in a friendly and natural manner. The first to perform was the academy's martial arts class.
A group of children came out, lined up in an orderly formation and began to practice the Shenwei Army's military boxing.
This set of boxing techniques was brought by the extraordinary military strategist Zhu Congwen. After being optimized by master Qu Zhengxiang, it became more practical. The students performed each move accompanied by roars, showing the momentum of the military boxing to the fullest.
Wu Jing ran over and leaned against him, excitedly pointing to the center of the venue and telling him to look, Brother Ma Yuan is in there. Haha, before I knew it, the kids had all grown up.
Without waiting for the drill to be over, Zhao Yulin cheered loudly and led the applause.
Then came opera, with dongxiao, guzheng and other instruments performed in turn. He smiled and told Zhang Xiangyang that the academy was really full of talented people.
The old man was grinning from ear to ear. The barbecue master brought plates of grilled food to everyone. Everyone ate and played while enjoying the wonderful singing, dancing and music. Even the people around the academy came to watch the fun. The stadium was packed with people, all of whom were smiling happily.
Finally, it was Zhao Yulin's turn to perform. Liu Haitang selected his play and said that everyone just wanted to hear Commander Zhao play "A Pot of Old Wine" and "Ode to Mountains and Rivers".
Haha, this is the effect of newspaper linkage. The song he played in Baoningzhou spread after it was published in the newspaper, and everyone knew about it.
