The Heroic Age of the Late Qing Dynasty

Like the five fish and two loaves in the Bible, there is a thousand-year-old love, so the gods in our materialistic stories perform flying on clouds and mist, and seventy-two transformations, so our materialistic

The righteous will believe that what you say is true, and if you say there is a God, then there is a God.

Just believe in the facts. No matter if there is a god or not, we can only seek truth from facts. Just like when we march and fight, we can only seek truth from facts.

It is a serious mistake to just talk about military affairs on paper or to command troops arbitrarily.

If we make a mistake, we should correct it. The mistake here is that we workers make mistakes because we do not grasp the objective laws. It is not about the subjective sense. How can we correct it? The method is completely different. Comrades must understand. So how to correct it? The method is difficult.

"If you still don't understand something, then practice it, study it, hold meetings to discuss it, and then take action..."

Just then, the bell rang outside, signaling the end of get out of class. Zhang Yinghao didn't like to keep the class going, so they stopped immediately. After a few seconds of thought, they decided there was no need to say anything more. Many things only needed to be understood briefly; there was no point in saying more.

"Okay, that's it for this class, dismissed."

"stand up."

"Goodbye, classmates." "Goodbye, teacher."

Time slipped quietly into the next day. Zhang Yinghao had swapped classes the previous day in preparation for his wedding. He rose early in the morning and made arrangements. To accommodate the villagers from his former village, Zhang Yinghao hired several horse-drawn carriages to pick up people from Xue'er and his own village. Hiring a horse-drawn carriage to transport relatives and friends was, in the 21st century, the equivalent of a car; it was a very high standard.

Later, Zhang Yinghao hired a horse-drawn carriage and rode to the bride's home. He had originally planned to use a sedan chair, but Zhang Yinghao felt it wasn't ideal, so he opted for a horse-drawn carriage. Zhang Yinghao and Xue'er lived very close to each other, so to please his father-in-law, he even traveled halfway around the city before arriving home.

Zhang Yinghao's house wasn't actually very big, so it couldn't accommodate many tables. Luckily, the weather wasn't raining, so they set up a large banquet outside, even extending the table back to Xue'er's house.

"Haha, Chairman, you didn't even invite us to your wedding..."

"Welcome, welcome. My wife, Xue'er, is known to everyone. Please come in. There's room inside. Find a place for yourself."

This is what Zhang Yinghao heard and said the most. Many people came uninvited. The important guests ate inside, and the other guests had no choice but to eat at the buffet outside.

Zhang Yinghao hadn't planned on a traditional Chinese wedding. He emerged, accompanied by his guards, dressed in a Western suit. Xue'er was wearing a pristine white wedding gown, with two children trailing behind her, acting as flower girls. The people of Guang'an had never seen such a scene before, and they were all stunned.

At this point, Zhang Yinghao's chosen officiant came on stage. He was a tenor who had served in the art corps and had a powerful voice. He then asked the newlyweds to give their wedding vows.

Zhang Yinghao looked at Xue'er and said, "I, Zhang Yinghao, am willing to become Comrade Chen Xue'er's partner. Together we will fight for the revolutionary cause for the rest of our lives, devoting ourselves to it until our death. I am willing to spend my whole life with Comrade Chen Xue'er. I am willing to protect her, love her, and make her happy!"

Chen Xue'er felt a little dizzy when she heard Zhang Yinghao say these words in broad daylight in front of so many people. Although they had already rehearsed, she still felt so happy that her face flushed. After calming down, Xue'er also said:

"I, Chen Xue'er, am willing to be Zhang Yinghao's wife. No matter what time it is, I am willing to love him forever, without leaving him, and without regrets."

The officiating comrade continued, "Chairman Zhang Yinghao led us, the poor people, to fight against local tyrants, distribute land, seek happiness, and create a better future. Comrade Chen Xueer now oversees the foundation's work, helping women and children. They are both good sons and daughters of China, a newlywed couple with lofty ambitions, dedicated to serving their country and their people. Today is their special day, and as their comrade and comrade, I offer my heartfelt blessings. I wish them a son soon, a son and a daughter, and a long life together, and that they may make even greater contributions to our revolutionary army, to the working people of the world, and to building a new world."

Next, the newlyweds bowed to heaven and earth, drank the wedding wine, and then toasted their parents. Previously, the bride would be escorted back to the bridal chamber, after which the groom would come out to receive toasts. However, Zhang Yinghao did not escort the bride back to the bridal chamber. Instead, he lifted Xue'er's veil and took her out to toast everyone.

Although Zhang Yinghao advocated frugality for the banquet on their wedding day, he couldn't afford to be too stingy as he was the chairman of the Progressive Party. Each table had ten dishes, including chili sauce and canned meat from Zhang Yinghao's canning factory. There were also peanuts, red dates, and candies. The alcohol was rice wine, and the cigarettes were cigarettes.

Zhang Yinghao wasn't very old and couldn't drink much, but the rice wine he offered wasn't very strong, so he could still drink it. However, there were some comrades among him who could drink a lot, so Zhang Yinghao invited them over to help him drink. The banquet outside was a buffet, and Zhang Yinghao himself had no idea how many people had come, but he had invited all the neighbors.

Zhang Yinghao didn't invite many colleagues to his wedding. If he had, they would have made him spoiled. Instead, his colleagues sent representatives from various units. When he counted the number of people who came afterward, he was genuinely shocked. It turns out that people nowadays aren't as particular as later generations, and they still enjoy a buffet. The kitchen staff would refill any dish they saw was out of stock, and those who came to bring gifts would eat after giving their gifts and leave when they were full. It was truly unbelievable.

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Zhang Yinghao simply didn't have the time to meet everyone individually. He didn't know many of them, and couldn't return gifts. At best, he registered the gifts. However, he wouldn't accept expensive gifts from some people. If colleagues from his own department gave him expensive gifts, he would immediately accept them. This could be evidence of corruption, and he needed to investigate thoroughly.

Zhang Yinghao felt a bit dizzy from the alcohol, but his mind remained clear. Just when he thought the day had passed, he was surprised to see that many nearby villages had arrived in the afternoon to offer gifts. Many villagers had come to Guang'an Prefecture City that morning for work, and upon hearing that Chairman Zhang Yinghao was getting married, they hurried back to their villages. In the afternoon, the village chiefs usually came to congratulate on behalf of the villagers.

The Forward Party and the Revolutionary Army led by Zhang Yinghao distributed land to them and built bridges and roads. Everyone saw these things and remembered them in their hearts. When they heard the news of Zhang Yinghao's wedding, they would come no matter what.

The arrival of these villagers was indeed beyond Zhang Yinghao's expectations. The things these villagers brought were not valuable, such as pictures of mandarin ducks playing in the water, red dates, peanuts, etc. Zhang Yinghao had to accept this kindness.

"Chairman Zhang, I'm not very good at speaking. All the words came out in the wine."

A villager spoke, and then drank a glass of wine in one gulp.

"Chairman Zhang, thank you for distributing land to us poor people. You saved my family's lives."

Another villager finished his words and drank another glass of wine in one gulp. "Chairman Zhang..."

Just like that, when Zhang Yinghao saw these people saying this, his heroic spirit suddenly rose.

"Thank you, fellow villagers! Our work is now on the right track. The canal has been repaired, ensuring irrigation. We'll have a bumper harvest every year, and our fellow villagers won't have to go hungry anymore... Come on, let's get to work."

Eventually, Zhang Yinghao got drunk. However, Zhang Yinghao had been a very self-controlled person in his previous life, and even more so in this one. Even when drunk, he didn't act crazy or anything, but sat quietly. Most importantly, rice wine doesn't make you drunk as quickly as high-concentration liquor, so Zhang Yinghao's mind remained remarkably clear.

Zhang Yinghao went to the bathroom several times before his stomach felt better. The most uncomfortable part about drinking this kind of low-alcohol liquor is the intense bloating before the first toilet trip. So, with low-alcohol drinks like beer, you should drink slowly at first. But once you start going to the bathroom, your body adjusts and produces urine continuously. At this point, you can drink more alcohol without getting drunk easily.

That evening, Zhang Feng, Bao Shilin, and a few other old friends quietly came over. Zhang Yinghao ate and drank with them again. Because he was happy, and because he had been drinking all day, he really couldn't hold it any longer. He just played dead and didn't drink a single sip. Finally, Xue'er helped Zhang Yinghao back to the bedroom, and Zhang Yinghao lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Xue'er was already very familiar with Zhang Yinghao's home. She didn't ask her mother to take care of Zhang Yinghao, but boiled some water herself to clean his body.

From time to time, comrades would come in and see Xue'er actually working on the fire, eager to help. But Xue'er would shoo them away, telling them to go outside and have a drink. After boiling water, Xue'er was using it to clean Zhang Yinghao's body when he woke up, feeling a sharp discomfort in his stomach, and immediately vomited. Xue'er quickly caught the vomit in a clay pot to prevent it from getting everywhere. After Zhang Yinghao finished vomiting, she took the pot away and covered it with a lid.

Zhang Yinghao sobered up a bit after vomiting. "Water."

Xue'er heard this and hurried over to the coffee table to pour Zhang Yinghao a cup of tea. Zhang Yinghao took it and gulped it down. He immediately felt much better.

"Oh, it feels good."

The scene suddenly quieted down. Zhang Yinghao saw Xue'er in his room. He suddenly remembered that today was his wedding day. This young woman before him was his bride, the woman he would spend his life with. The thought of "lifetime" moved Zhang Yinghao deeply. He put his teacup aside, grabbed Xue'er's hands, and made her sit on the edge of the bed.

At this moment, Zhang Yinghao suddenly heard the faint sound of footsteps outside. Zhang Yinghao knew someone was eavesdropping. Damn, what was going on? Zhang Yinghao remembered his past life as a child, ignorant as he was, and followed others to eavesdrop on the newlyweds' homes from behind their windows. He smiled.

Zhang Yinghao stopped talking and pulled Xue'er to bed to sleep. He literally said to Xue'er, "Go to sleep. Someone's eavesdropping outside." Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Zhang Yinghao had intended to wait until the people outside had left, but he didn't expect that he would actually fall asleep the moment he closed his eyes.

Xue'er opened her beautiful eyes in the darkness, quietly observing Zhang Yinghao's profile in the starlight outside the window. Xue'er's intuition told her that there was something seriously wrong with the man before her; he was definitely not her old friend. Ever since he'd fallen into a coma a year before, he hadn't felt familiar to her.

What kind of person did he look like? Like a stranger. Xue'er had been secretly observing Zhang Yinghao for the past year, even wondering if he was possessed by a demon to cause such a dramatic change, but she couldn't find anything major. Besides the significant difference in his words and actions, his appearance had also changed slightly, but those were the changes she had always seen; he was the same person she had known before. Little Xue'er had no idea that Zhang Yinghao was still the same person on the outside, but completely different on the inside.

Xue'er couldn't help but reach out to touch Zhang Yinghao's face, but she was afraid of waking him, so she dropped her hand mid-stretch. As for the saying that a night of love is worth a thousand gold, Xue'er, as a virgin, didn't really feel anything. After all, this wasn't the 21st century with its rampant porn movies. As an inexperienced young girl, she didn't have much to say about this.

Although her mother had taught her some things before, she had never experienced it before. So Xue'er lay down beside Zhang Yinghao and soon fell asleep in a daze.

Zhang Yinghao didn't know Xue'er had been observing him, but he knew his changes weren't that important. Even if everyone he knew was suspicious of him, it wouldn't matter. There were legends of resurrection in this world, but no one had ever seen it. The most important thing was that none of these people posed a threat to him. Even if they did, would anyone dare to capture him and torture him?

Moreover, I am not a threat to them, and I don't have any thoughts about it.

As long as he didn't reveal his origins as the 21st century, even if others speculated about him, it wouldn't matter. As for why Zhang Yinghao came to this world, he himself had no idea. He shared a materialistic perspective with his comrades because he felt that even if a god had sent him to this world, or if such a being as God truly existed, it wouldn't matter. Materialism doesn't exclude God; it's not atheism.

If he wanted to lead his comrades to final victory, the best guiding ideology was materialism, more precisely, dialectical materialism and historical materialism. Of course, Zhang Yinghao would certainly consider Marxism as the Party's guiding ideology, as it had been proven to be completely correct in later generations.

Zhang Yinghao always understood the importance of a model. After the Xinhai Revolution, the revolution didn't lead China to prosperity. Instead, it further sank under imperialist oppression. Why? Because the wrong model was used. At the time, all the elites hoped to follow the American model, playing tricks with provincial autonomy, ultimately creating a plethora of warlords. In reality, the country was directionless, unsure of its path. It wasn't until the cannon fire of the Aurora that Marxism arrived in China.

With the Soviet Union as a model, China truly found its goal. The Soviet Union's today is our tomorrow is not just a slogan, but a completely achievable goal, inspiring countless Chinese heroes to forge ahead courageously.

Genes are stable because of templates, just as molds provide standards for workshops. China, with the Soviet template, found direction. However, templates also limit the scope for development. Genetic stability makes evolution difficult, and China suffered countless hardships because of the Soviet template. It wasn't until Emperor Taizu's words, "Sinification of Marxism," that China gradually broke away from the Soviet template, liberated its thinking, and found a path uniquely Chinese.

Why is success theory so popular in later generations? It's because of the template. The same is true of celebrity biographies, which are so popular. But how many people know that templates only work for specific people at specific times and places? A successful template only worked for that person at that time. Changing conditions, or even a single factor in the process, can lead to completely different results.

When Marxism was introduced to the Soviet Union, Lenin adapted it to the Soviet Union's unique national conditions, developing Marxist theory and ultimately achieving the victory of the revolution. However, China actively studied Marxism to guide its revolution, so it was necessary to adapt and discard some aspects of Marxism to China's unique realities. A mechanical application would be a mistake.

Before Zhang Yinghao's time travel, he only knew of Taizu's greatness. Only after leading his own revolution did he fully understand his greatness. Taizu's philosophy was a hands-on guide to revolution and the way things should be done. Countless rebellious individuals were swayed by Taizu, not because he was a jerk, but because he truly could help them solve their problems.

It can be said that only people with a certain level of education can read Taizu's articles in their entirety, truly achieving the point of being easy to understand. However, there is a problem here: knowing is easy, but doing is difficult. Taizu's thoughts are meant to guide people to action. Those who only read the articles but do not act are actually reading in vain, and at most they are just teachers or repeaters.

These people are very fluent when talking, but when it comes to action, they are not able to use it. Zhang Yinghao himself should have been such a person in his previous life, but Zhang Yinghao also knows that it is his own experience and thinking mode that determine what kind of person he is.

In his previous life, Zhang Yinghao knew that changing his mindset was incredibly painful and difficult. He knew he had a problem, but he didn't know where to begin. Life is full of moments that leave you feeling powerless. You know the right direction, but your abilities prevent you from taking the first step.

As the saying goes online, poverty limits one's imagination. Even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen a pig run? But those who haven't eaten pork will never know what it tastes like. If you haven't experienced it, you haven't experienced it. Even for many things, you won't find even a hint of experience in books.

Zhang Yinghao suddenly heard a rooster crow in his sleep and woke up immediately. He looked outside and saw that it was probably around four or five in the morning. Zhang Yinghao quietly got up, lit a candle, went to the bathroom, drank a few sips of water, washed his mouth and teeth, and quietly went back to the house to sleep.

Zhang Yinghao placed the candle by the bed and was about to go to bed for a while when he suddenly turned around and saw Xue'er still asleep. He immediately kissed her cheek, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly. Zhang Yinghao knew Xue'er had woken up too, and knew she was just pretending to sleep. Since Xue'er was awake, it was natural for the couple to "sleep". Zhang Yinghao suddenly felt his whole body warm up, and his blood immediately rushed to a certain place. Zhang Yinghao suddenly felt "energized".

Since Xue'er was pretending to be asleep, Zhang Yinghao didn't expose her, and gently stroked her body with his hands. Hearing Xue'er's breathing gradually become rapid, Zhang Yinghao knew that Xue'er could no longer pretend, but to give Xue'er face, Zhang Yinghao deliberately called out softly: "Xue'er, are you awake? Xue'er."

Xue'er "woke up" when she heard Zhang Yinghao calling her. Zhang Yinghao said with a playful smile: "Xue'er is awake, are you hungry?"

Xueer immediately shook her head to indicate that she was not hungry.

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Zhang Yinghao reached out and touched Xue'er's forehead, taking in her face completely. He sighed softly. He was married, now a wife, and had completely integrated into this era. If only he had married earlier in his previous life, he could have let his ailing father become a grandfather and hold a grandson before he passed away. This might have been his father's last regret.

Xue'er suddenly noticed that Zhang Yinghao was in a low mood, so she touched his forehead and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yinghao came back to his senses and saw Xue'er's concerned face. He quickly said, "It's okay, I'm just happy. There are three great joys in life: meeting an old friend in a foreign land, passing the imperial examination, and the wedding night. Every moment of springtime is worth a thousand gold. You are so beautiful, so pretty, I love you very much."

When Xue'er heard this, she remembered Zhang Yinghao's oath today and blushed as she said, "You're just being slick."

Zhang Yinghao looked at Xue'er under the light. Her delicate face was flawless, and her blushing complexion looked like a bud about to bloom. Zhang Yinghao could no longer contain his inner emotions. He lowered his head and kissed Xue'er on the lips.

Xue'er closed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and let Zhang Yinghao kiss her. Zhang Yinghao used his tongue to pry open Xue'er's teeth, and put his tongue into her mouth to kiss her. The intertwining of tongues was a pleasure in itself. His mouth did not stop, and Zhang Yinghao's hands naturally did not stop either. He groped Xue'er's body with his hands and took off her clothes. Xue'er quickly broke free and said: "Blow, um, blow out the lights."

"Yes, ma'am."

Zhang Yinghao glanced at the candle on the bedside, stretched out his head and blew hard, and the light went out immediately.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. What's even more embarrassing is that you're going to do it later." "Humph, you hooligan."

Then, in the moonlight, Zhang Yinghao saw Xue'er's beautiful eyes closed, as beautiful as a flower, so lovely and beautiful. Zhang Yinghao could no longer hold back and lowered his head to kiss her again. Xue'er still couldn't get used to it, her little tongue moving clumsily in Zhang Yinghao's mouth, her breathing was not smooth, and she suddenly gasped.

Zhang Yinghao's right hand kept caressing through her clothes and pants, while his left hand began to take off his own clothes and pants. Soon, Zhang Yinghao's left hand was free. He reached into Xue'er's bellyband and gently kneaded it.

"pain."

"Oh, I'll be gentle, gentle."

Zhang Yinghao quickly switched to the other one and began to knead it gently, while taking off Xue'er's clothes and pants. Zhang Yinghao then kissed Xue'er from her forehead to her eyes, and finally came to Xue'er's soft cock head, lubricating it and stuffing it with crispy flesh.

"I need to pee."

"Wait a moment."

If Zhang Yinghao let Xue'er leave at this point, it would be strange. Zhang Yinghao touched her lower body and found it was wet. It was the first time for this girl, so naturally she didn't know much.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Yinghao didn't delay any longer. He used his lower body to gently touch and tease her a few times, causing Xue'er to frown, raise her chin, and look unbearable.

The flower path has never been swept by a guest, and the Pengmen is now opened for Jun.

"Ah, it hurts, be gentle."

"I won't move! I won't move!"

Suddenly, the sound of tongue kissing could be heard from inside the room. "It hurts, try moving a little!"

"What a joke! Hehehehe!!"

The rogue with a twisted head explored the Jade Valley and swam freely in the Spring Pool. With his cloud-like hair, flowery face and golden step-shaking ornaments, he spent the spring night in the warm hibiscus tent. Soon, the room was filled with the sounds of "hmmmm, ahhhh", a sonata of youthful love and affection, and the whole room was filled with spring.

It took about a quarter of an hour, otherwise it wouldn't be called a spring night worth a thousand gold. The noise in the room gradually stopped. The soft fragrance carved into the Jade Gate Pass, the spring breeze once again made the flowers wither, but Zhang Yinghao felt refreshed and comfortable at this moment!

"Xue'er, look, this is a book I treasure." "Ah, you rascal, why are you reading this?"

"Hey, food, sex, and nature are all part of our nature. Look at all the positions. From now on, we'll rotate one position a month, making twelve positions a year."

"Well, why?"

"Haha, think about it, if you use all the positions in one day, you will get tired of it. Use one position a month, twelve positions a year. This way you will never get bored, there will always be freshness, and you will always be looking forward to it. But..."

"But what?"

"But we're on our honeymoon for the past month, so there's no need to be so particular. We can do whatever we want."

"Humph, shameless."

Zhang Yinghao looked at the illustrations, then saw Xue'er wrinkle her nose, and immediately his cock started to move again. However, he remembered that it was Xue'er's first time, so he couldn't indulge her too much, otherwise she wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow. So he held back and didn't do it again! So he chuckled and said, "We've done shameless things, let's see what kind of shamelessness this is."

"snort...""

This is the reality. Why is there the so-called seven-year itch? Why does love turn into family affection over time? Why does passion fade soon after marriage? Why do people around us become the most familiar strangers? It's simply because there's no novelty. Men always like to constantly switch positions, using every position they can in one go, and then doing it every day. It's disgusting to see. When there's no passion left for the things they love, they become Buddhas, and naturally, family problems will arise. Why does "love grow over time"? Why are arguments at the head of the bed called "quarrels at the foot of the bed"? It's the same principle!

Zhang Yinghao held Xue'er in his arms and chatted quietly. Before he knew it, it was daybreak outside. Zhang Yinghao asked Xue'er to sleep a little longer. He got up, dressed, and went out. After eating the breakfast made by his mother, he went to class.

For Zhang Yinghao now, he is a role model. There is no such thing as a newlywed couple, and a honeymoon is just a term. How could Xue'er know what a honeymoon means? In this era, the greatest happiness is that the family can live in peace and security, without being cold or hungry.

However, for several days in a row, whenever he had time, Zhang Yinghao and Xue'er would stay together. They were in love with each other, full of passion and passion. The two young people who had just tasted the taste of meat were naturally immersed in love. Love between men and women was inevitable, and they wished they could merge themselves into each other's bodies and hearts.

Work at the base proceeded methodically, with external expansion being the most profitable. War, to put it bluntly, was simply plunder. Without profit, who would bother fighting? Getting rich was too quick. Zhang Yinghao calculated the gains and losses from external expansion, and found them to be disproportionate. Zhang Yinghao's current expansion was essentially predatory, mobilizing and organizing all local human, material, and financial resources. In Zhang Yinghao's eyes, anyone could only obtain the means of survival through labor.

Proposing to a woman by promising to support her with government poverty alleviation funds, as seen in some TV dramas, is practically impossible in this era. However, lazy people exist in every era, and Zhang Yinghao hasn't found a cure for them. You can't just point a gun at these people and force them to work, right?

As the saying goes, "You can take away the general of a thousand soldiers, but you can't take away the will of a common man." Threats and threats of killing are completely ineffective against these people. They are like weeds in the wild, which can't be burned by wildfires but will spring up again in the spring breeze. To describe these people, they are just that kind of people, and they won't change even if they die.

After all, these people were a minority and could not affect the overall situation. Moreover, the base's effectiveness as a template had almost been achieved, and the results of training cadres were gradually emerging. The personnel training system was also gradually being improved. During this period, the entire base was in motion, rumbling like a machine.

At this time, because Zhang Yinghao's actions in Shunqing Prefecture had been remembered by the Sichuan Governor, news of this incident continued to reach Kui Jun. Although he might not have known the specific changes in the base area, the news that Zhang Yinghao and his bandits were suddenly expanding again had quickly reached him.

The Governor-General of Sichuan was a truly powerful official, the first person in Sichuan to hold both military and political sway at the local level. He immediately ordered the troops of Suiding, Baoning, Zhongzhou, and Chongqing prefectures to launch a siege. However, he only received a response from Chongqing; the other prefectures received no reply. Because the revolutionary army was constantly expanding, they casually eliminated these enemies who had attacked the base without realizing it.

Kui Jun was completely at a loss after receiving no response. Panicked, he hurriedly discussed countermeasures with his advisor. In the old days, bureaucrats relied heavily on their own advisors and staff to handle matters. As you can see on TV, these individuals often had the power to determine their masters' actions with a single word. Consequently, they had numerous people currying favor with them. These individuals were the ones lower down in the hierarchy could reach, often understanding local conditions better than their masters, and the governor's actual power was dispersed among them.

It's absurd that someone who studied for more than a decade, or even twenty or thirty years, could become a minor official by passing the civil service exam. But let's not even talk about the quality of scholars during the Qing Dynasty. Even in later generations, a college graduate who passed the civil service exam wouldn't be able to directly become a county magistrate or mayor; they'd have to climb the ladder. In this era, it would be bizarre for a bookworm to become an official, or even do well, simply by passing the civil service exam. Therefore, advisors and aides are indispensable.