The big man has a living father

Chapter 67: No Profit or Loss

The two people who came in were one big and one small. One was Liu Guang, Marquis of Pinggao, and the other was Wei Kang, Marquis of Yichun, the son of General Wei Qing.

Looking at his thirteen-year-old cousin, Huo Qubing was furious.

And use people as guns.

It was obvious that Liu Guangcai was the one who had something to say, but he was afraid that he would be beaten out after saying it, so he called Wei Kang over.

"Cousin, you're here."

"Liu Guang, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Liu Guang smiled awkwardly: "General, I do have something to ask you."

"Your second brother Huo Hai sent some soldiers to pick up the refugees who had fled to Chang'an, saying that they were going to take them to the mine."

Huo Qubing was wearing armor at this time. He looked intimidating without even moving his eyelids. He took a sip of water and then poured the rest onto the sand.

For some reason, Liu Guang looked at the water drops rolling on the sand, getting wet with sand and rolling a few more times, and it was as if he saw his own head falling to the ground, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Huo Qubing: "Well, what's wrong?"

Liu Guang laughed awkwardly: "General Hussar, isn't this inappropriate?"

Huo Qubing raised his eyebrows: "Oh? The refugees were in trouble and fled to Chang'an. My second brother was kind enough to take them all away. What's the problem? Isn't this a good deed? It helps relieve your majesty's worries."

Liu Guang didn't want to say it. In fact, Liu Guang was a pawn recommended by several nobles. He could only bite the bullet and said, "In the past, when refugees fled to Chang'an, each family would select some people to be slaves. This year, everyone has been taken away by the second young master. We can..."

In fact, there are two kinds of slaves.

The other type is those who are willing to be slaves. If you ask them to leave, they will be angry with you. After all, slaves don't have to be responsible for their own profits and losses. If they follow their masters, they will have food to eat and will not freeze to death. This is much better than being responsible for their own profits and losses.

But there is another type, that is, people who are in trouble and have lost their land. They are about to starve to death, so they are accepted as slaves and field servants.

The latter often escape.

There were many nobles in Chang'an, so where did all those slaves come from? There weren't that many people selling themselves.

But every time someone fled to Chang'an, each family would send someone to pick them up and take away the strongest men and women with experience in giving birth.

After they took some people away, the imperial court provided relief and resettlement to the remaining ones who had not yet starved to death.

These slaves were a huge fortune. Usually in the West Market, the strongest man would cost 15,000 coins, a woman with experience in giving birth would cost 10,000 coins, and the rest would cost at least 80,000 or 10,000 coins.

If you recruit one hundred slaves, it is equivalent to earning one thousand strings of money.

Huo Qubing suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand. You think you have suffered a great loss because you did not recruit any slaves."

Although Liu Guang was embarrassed to admit it, he was representing many nobles after all, so he could only admit: "Yes."

Huo Qubing smiled.

These bastards could earn a few thousand strings of cash in previous years, but they didn’t make any money this year, so they think they’ve lost money.

"How much did you lose? The Huo family lost much more."

After hearing this, Liu Guang was puzzled.

Huo Qubing: "You don't know, when my second brother met the beggar on the road, Princess Wei was beside him. The beggar told him about the refugees."

"You all know that Princess Wei Chang has a kind heart, right? It's common knowledge, right?"

"In order to show off, my second brother immediately said that he would solve the problem of refugees, no matter how much money he spent, even if... yes, even if he went bankrupt."

"How much money will it cost to resettle all the refugees? Most of the wealth of the Huo family over the years has been given away to him."

"You guys only lost a few points, I lost much more than you."

Liu Guang: "But..."

Huo Qubing interrupted: "I think my second brother may have fallen in love with Princess Wei Chang. He is willing to spend so much money, and it is my money. I guess he is just trying to show off."

"The money has been spent, so it has to be heard. If anyone interferes with this matter and prevents my second brother from succeeding, I, Huo Qubing, will chop off his head."

Huo Qubing's voice was not loud, but every word he spoke was like a sledgehammer.

Liu Guang was silent for a moment, then laughed: "Haha, this matter is actually not important. I didn't come here for this. I came here just to see the demeanor of our Han soldiers. What a demeanor! What a demeanor!"

"Hey, why are our Han soldiers holding paper?"

Huo Qubing said calmly: "Oh, I am teaching them to read and write."

Liu Guang stretched his neck: "Hmm?"

"You taught them to read and write? You don't mean the Book of Shangshu, do you? The Cangjie Book?" Huo Qubing: "Oh, it's the elementary school textbook written by my second brother Huo Hai."

Liu Guang was delighted: "Is that so? The Second Young Master is really knowledgeable, talented and suave. I suddenly remembered that I have some chicken soup at home, so I'll go first."

……

In a pavilion and arrow tower in Chang'an City, a group of nobles gathered together.

Liu Guang could only bite the bullet and repeat Huo Qubing's words.

In order to evade responsibility, Liu Guang exaggerated the story.

"I have heard that Huo Hai spent all the money of the Huo family just to show off in front of the princess. If it wasn't for the princess, the general would have given Second Master Huo a lot of trouble."

"Even if we are chasing after the princess, the General of the Cavalry has given the order. If we fail to catch up, we will still be beaten."

The whole group of people burst into laughter.

Although each person "lost" dozens of slaves and a few hundred strings of cash, the Huo family lost hundreds of thousands of strings of cash.

Everyone present here can do the math and understand what it means to resettle tens of thousands of people.

Isn't this just bleeding the imperial court?
"Haha, now all the bonuses that General Huoqi received this year are gone."

Seeing that everyone was happy, Liu Guang prepared to add fuel to the fire and make everyone forget the unpleasant things and their own tasks.

"Don't be too quick to be happy. There's nothing to be happy about. You haven't heard of anything happier yet."

Everyone looked at Liu Guang.

Liu Guang smiled: "The General of the Cavalry is teaching all the soldiers under his direct command to read and write."

As soon as these words were spoken, laughter broke out from the pavilion.

Passersby on the road couldn't help but look sideways.

"These people are laughing so happily, did they give birth to a son?"

In the pavilion, someone laughed: "But speaking of which, it is said that the second young master Huo was taught by Huo Piaoqi, so Huo Piaoqi is also a famous teacher!"

After hearing this, the group of people continued to slap their thighs and laugh.

"My goodness, Mr. Huo Er is born with this talent, right? What does this have to do with Huo Piaoqi? Isn't Huo Piaoqi a well-known student who refuses to learn? He doesn't think that if he can teach one Huo Er, he can teach a whole group of them, right?"

"Hahaha, but this incident still shows that the Huo family is a bit good. But ordinary soldiers, learning to read? I am dying of laughter."

Liu Guang: "I heard that they have been studying for three days. It is said that the general of cavalry requires them to memorize the whole book except for the last two chapters."

As soon as the crowd heard this, they knew how good Huo Piaoqi was at teaching and educating people, and continued to laugh.

Liu Guang: "It is said that the elementary school textbook was written by Mr. Huo."

After hearing this, the group of people were stunned for more than ten seconds before they all burst into laughter.

Before the Cangjie chapter, the primer was the Shi Zhuan chapter.

These are all products of the era of King Xuan of Zhou.

From then on, until Li Si created the Cangjie chapter, no one made any changes to the elementary school textbooks.

First, there is no content and I don’t know what to write.

Secondly, the revision of elementary school textbooks means that the fonts themselves must also be revised.

In other words, from the educational content, the article content, to the text content, almost everything has to be changed, and compared with the former, it is an all-round improvement before one can write elementary school textbooks.

This is even more difficult than writing a classic!
After all, there are hundreds of classics written by various philosophers, but there have only been two elementary school textbooks since ancient times.

Mr. Huo wrote elementary school textbooks?
Although Mr. Huo is the second best writer of poetry and prose in the world, being good at writing poetry and prose is only a basic skill for literati.

This is still a long way from being a classic.

When it comes to teaching elementary education, it is no longer a matter of personal ability; it is a revolution of the times that requires the joint efforts of people of the same era to be accomplished.

It's like a motorcycle driving champion suddenly saying he wants to build a rocket.

Who can believe this?

The group of people laughed so hard that they were numb.

Soon, the story of the Second Master Huo making elementary school teaching materials, Huo Piaoqi serving as a teacher, and thousands of soldiers memorizing articles in three days spread throughout Chang'an.

(End of this chapter)