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Chapter 494 Liu Xie: A cat that catches mice is a good cat, whether it is black or white

All the soldiers were cheering for Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong.

The competition between the two was truly exciting, with each move being fierce and dangerous, and it was a feast for the eyes for everyone present.

At the same time, I also understood what a top military general is!

Even after Huang Zhong was defeated, no one thought he was incompetent. They all thought he was just old and his physical strength was not as good as Zhao Yun.

If it wasn't Zhao Yun who fought against Huang Zhong, any other general except Lu Bu would not be his match.

After the competition, both of them returned to the stands to report.

Huang Zhong clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the General of the Cavalry is an expert in spearmanship and is unrivalled in bravery. I am no match for him."

He accepted his failure calmly.

And praised Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun shook his head and said, "General Huang, you are too kind. I just relied on my youth and extra strength to win by chance."

"General Huang is still strong and in good shape. He is still able to suppress me at such an old age. I really admire him."

"Your Majesty, I think the competition just now does not count. It is unfair to General Huang."

In order to save Huang Zhong's face, Zhao Yun not only responded modestly, but also took the initiative to propose that the competition be disregarded.

Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Liu Xie laughed and said, "It's just a competition. Zilong, you underestimate General Huang. General Huang has an extraordinary mind and bearing. How could he take such a small matter to heart?"

Huang Zhong also laughed and said cheerfully: "Your Majesty is right. If we lose, we lose. Besides, what's the shame in being in front of the General of the Cavalry?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun felt ashamed and said he dared not.

Seeing this, Lu Bu couldn't help but muttered: "That's because I didn't play. If I had played, I would definitely be the winner."

"Your Majesty is targeting me too much. Why don't you let me play..."

Liu Xie ignored Lu Bu's grievances and said to Zhao Yun, "Since Zilong won, the reward belongs to Zilong."

"Get pen and ink!"

Liu Xie instructed the eunuch beside him.

Upon hearing this, the eunuch bowed and retreated, and soon brought over a table and writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.

The generals were all stunned when they saw this. They thought that the emperor would reward the winner with treasures or titles or something like that, so what was the purpose of taking the pen and ink?
Liu Xie stood up, took the brush from the eunuch, dipped the brush in the inkstone into thick ink, and then began to write on the paper without hesitation.

"The majesty and murderous aura of the eight directions are everywhere, and the merits of serving the king and protecting him are evident."

"Throughout history, there have been tens of thousands of brave generals, but none can compare to Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"

Liu Xie waved his hand and wrote these four lines of poetry in a flamboyant style on a piece of white paper. He added the words "Presented to the General of Cavalry" at the end, and then took out his private seal from his waist and stamped it on the paper.

After doing all this, Liu Xie put down his brush and said to Zhao Yun with a smile: "This is the reward for the winner."

"Zilong, this poem is for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun subconsciously looked at the table. When he saw the content of the poem clearly, his eyes widened instantly.

He is majestic and murderous, and his contributions to protecting the king are evident.

Throughout history, there have been hundreds of thousands of brave generals, but none as brave as Zhao Zilong of Changshan!
Zhao Yun stared at these few short lines of poetry, his mind went blank and he stood there in a daze.

Is this... a poem written by the emperor specifically for him?

Seeing Zhao Yun standing there in a daze without saying anything, Liu Xie thought that the two lines he had written at the end were too lame, so he coughed lightly and said, "My poetry talent is mediocre, Zilong, please don't be surprised."

"It's just that I was so impressed by Zilong's bravery that I improvised and wrote this poem."

Liu Xie's words brought Zhao Yun back to his senses. He knelt down on one knee without hesitation and said incoherently: "Your Majesty, thank you for your generous reward!"

"It is the honor of my life to receive such an evaluation from Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yun's handsome face turned red with excitement, and he even spoke incoherently.

This is all out of joy and happiness!
At this moment, the other generals present also had red eyes, and they couldn't help looking at Zhao Yun with envy and jealousy.

He is majestic and murderous, and his contributions to protecting the king are evident.

Throughout history, there have been millions of brave generals, but none as brave as Zhao Zilong of Changshan!
The emperor not only wrote a poem specifically for Zhao Yun, but also gave him such a high evaluation. This is simply the supreme honor!

Even Lu Bu didn't receive such treatment!

Huang Zhong's smile froze on his face. An incomparable feeling of regret instantly filled his heart, and he wanted to slap himself in the face.

If he had known that the reward from the emperor would be a personally written poem given to him, he would have won the fight even at the risk of his life!

This is something that can be passed down as a family heirloom!

What’s more important is that this honor is so tempting!
Even after a person dies, his name will live on forever in poetry and be passed down by word of mouth among the people. This is more precious than leaving a name in history!
Why do civil officials and military generals want to enter Lingyun Pavilion?
Isn’t it because of the poem “Please go up to Lingyun Pavilion for a while, and confer the title of marquis to this scholar”?

Now Zhao Yun has become the first person to receive a poem from the emperor, and the evaluation is so high, which instantly widened the gap between him and other generals!
"Your Majesty! I will surrender or not!"

Just when Huang Zhong was thinking about whether to drag Zhao Yun to fight again, Lu Bu had already started yelling.

Lü Bu's eyes were red, and he said in a very aggrieved tone: "Your Majesty is really too partial. How can you favor Zilong so much?"

"I beg you to fight with Zilong!"

It would have been fine if he was not allowed to fight on the stage, but the poem dedicated to Zhao Yun was something like "Throughout history, there have been tens of millions of brave generals, but who is like Zhao Zilong of Changshan?" Doesn't this put him below par?

How could he accept this!
More importantly, he also wanted to receive a poem from the emperor. He, Lu Fengxian, was no less than anyone else in his life, and he would never miss out on such an honor!

"Okay, stop messing around."

Liu Xie rolled his eyes at Lu Bu and said unhappily, "It's just a poem. As a great general, can't you show some dignity and grace?"

"Learn more from General Huang."

Huang Zhong, who was standing by, had just made up his mind and was about to ask the emperor to fight Zhao Yun again, but he didn't expect the emperor to say this.

So he had to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue and said with a forced smile: "Your Majesty, what you said is just a poem, just a poem..."

There was a strong hint of sourness in his tone.

But Zhao Yun didn't care what they said. He walked forward and carefully picked up the white paper with the poem written on it, his movements extremely gentle.

He had already made up his mind that he would frame the poem when he returned and pass it down as a family heirloom of his Zhao family!

The other generals present could only watch Zhao Yun accept this honor, feeling envious and jealous.

"Um... Your Majesty, just watching General Huang and General Zilong compete is not exciting enough, why not have a few more fights in the ring?"

Zhang Liao suggested, rubbing his hands, glancing at the poem in Zhao Yun's arms from time to time with a fiery gaze.

He wants it too!
As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately responded to by other generals.

"Yes, yes, what Du Xianghou said makes sense."

"I am willing to go on stage and fight!"

"Today is the big competition, so as generals, we naturally have to compete well!"

"Your Majesty, please agree!" All the generals asked to go on stage to fight.

They would accept it even if they had to fight Lu Bu!

Liu Xie knew what they were thinking and couldn't help but feel amused. He had just come up with the idea on a whim and didn't have the ability to write a poem for everyone.

So he said, "Let's wait for another day. There are still many government affairs to be dealt with in the palace. I will return to the palace first."

After saying this, he quickly walked down the stands with the eunuchs, boarded the dragon chariot, and left the parade ground in a flash.

Only the generals were left with a look of regret and unwillingness.

……

The opening of the Imperial College went smoothly.

Under Guo Jia's personal arrangement, a large number of poor children from various states and counties were selected to study in the Imperial Academy. In just three months, the number reached thousands.

As for why so many people were admitted when the school was first established, Liu Xie gave very clear instructions that the first few batches of students would not be trained for a long time.

Because after the public schools were opened, these students would be sent to public schools in various places to teach and educate people, and become teachers on the court's payroll.

During this period, they can still study independently and return to Chang'an for an assessment every three years. Those who perform well in the assessment will be promoted and become officials in the court.

The main contents of the assessment are, first, the learning outcomes of the four major subjects of the Imperial College, and second, the educational achievements as a teacher in various places.

Although the selection and promotion mechanism of the Imperial College was very strange and very different from the recommendation system, many students who enrolled were still very excited.

Because if they followed the system of recommendation, they would not have much hope of becoming officials in the court, but now the Imperial College has provided them with a new way to enter the officialdom!

So how could they not be happy?

Therefore, after the news of the Imperial College spread, more and more children from poor families came from all over the place, wanting to study in the Imperial College.

Weiyang Palace, greenhouse.

"Your Majesty, the number of students enrolled is increasing, and the number is still increasing. There are not enough lecturers for each subject."

Guo Jia complained to Liu Xie.

He has been extremely busy during this period, and has visibly become thinner, but he is in good spirits.

The reason is simple. He is naturally full of energy doing what he likes and striving for his ideals.

"You're asking me about such a small matter?"

Liu Xie curled his lips and said helplessly: "You are the Grand Tutor, there are so many officials in the court, aren't you able to command them at will?"

"Cui Yan, Yang Xiu, Xu You, Zhou Yu, Kong Rong... Which one of them is not talented and learned? If that's not enough, pull out Xun You, Xun Yu and other criminals from prison and let them make amends for their crimes."

"I've said that I only want the result, and I don't care about the rest. Just go ahead and do it. I will punish you if you fail."

Guo Jia looked hesitant when he heard this, and said, "But Your Majesty, many people in the court have already submitted memorials opposing the establishment of the Imperial College. I'm afraid they won't be willing to serve as lecturers in the Imperial College."

"Besides, letting those remnants of the traitors in prison teach is too..."

The vast majority of officials in the court came from prominent families and were members of the aristocratic class. How could they agree to attend classes at the Imperial Academy?
Not only that, allowing a group of traitors who are still guilty of crimes to be teachers will damage the reputation of the court and the Imperial College.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Xie didn't care at all. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. Don't worry so much in the early stage of running a school."

"As for the officials' reluctance to teach, this is your problem. You should find a way to solve it yourself."

"Why are you so timid now that you are in a high position?"

"That's not your usual style."

Guo Jia's methods were no less vicious and fierce than Jia Xu's, but Liu Xie felt that Guo Jia was becoming more and more cautious.

Hearing the emperor's words, Guo Jia smiled bitterly.

The emperor only needs to give orders, but those who do the work have to consider a lot more.

It's not that he was timid, but the Imperial College had just been opened, so he had to do many things himself and take all aspects into consideration.

This really cannot be explained in just one sentence.

However, since the emperor had said so, Guo Jia naturally did not say anything more. He cupped his hands and said, "I understand. I will do my best."

Liu Xie was relieved after hearing this, and then asked Jia Xu: "How are the preparations for the land survey and population census going?"

"Is there any news about this matter?"

Compared with Guo Jia, Jia Xu seemed calm and composed, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, everything is ready, and we are just waiting for Your Majesty's order."

The two tasks of surveying land and taking a population census must be done quickly so as not to give the major families time to prepare.

So Liu Xie asked Jia Xu to prepare manpower in secret and investigate some of the larger families. He would issue a formal decree after everything was ready.

Conduct a unified census of all aristocratic families with lightning speed!
Liu Xie said with satisfaction: "I trust you the most when it comes to doing things, Wenhe. You are better than Fengxiao in this respect."

Jia Xu repeatedly said he dared not.

Hearing this, Guo Jia, who was standing by, felt a little sad. After sighing in his heart, he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave first."

"Wait a minute."

Liu Xie called out to Guo Jia, then took off the brocade robe he was wearing and threw it to him.

"No matter how busy you are, you still need to take care of your health."

"It's almost late autumn now, and you're still wearing so thin clothes. What if you catch a cold?"

"Recently, Luoyang sent me a batch of tribute, which contained some excellent tonics. I have ordered someone to send a portion to your residence."

Guo Jia was stunned for a moment holding the clothes in his hand.

After a while, he came back to his senses, rubbed his slightly red eyes, bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After saying that, he turned and strode out of the greenhouse.

Looking at his back, Liu Xie shook his head and said to Jia Xu, "This Fengxiao feels wronged when I say a few words to him."

"How could I not know how difficult it is for him? But he is still young, how can he become a great man without more training?"

"Wenhe, what do you think?"

Jia Xu smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty is right. Fengxiao has more than enough strategies but lacks practical experience. He needs to be honed in the court."

"That's good."

Liu Xie smiled, reached out to pick up the tea on the dragon table and took a sip, then put it down again and looked at a list placed aside, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Almost, it's time to get started."

Jia Xu bowed deeply.

(End of this chapter)