The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

Listening to Zhao Lang's words, all the people in the hundreds of schools were slightly stunned for a while, and they returned to the country after a while.

They wanted the students to be good, but the scene Zhao Lang depicted was really scary.

It really wants 500,000 students a year!

What kind of scene should that be?

You know, even if there are hundreds of families who are sitting there, from top to bottom, from old to young, there may not be so many people together.

There is a difference between a true disciple and the lower-level disciples of a hundred schools of thought!

Just like a farmhouse, farmers can be said to be natural disciples, and the number is naturally extremely large.

But the real core disciples are only a few pieces of cloth!

Further down, those outer disciples who are not considered core will not exceed ten thousand.

500,000 this year is too much!

"It's... too much, will it be bad?"

"Can Daqin tolerate it?"

This time, it was Wang Jian who was sober and serious.

He couldn't imagine if there were tens of thousands, or even 100,000 soldiers of the military in the Qin army.

How many people are in the Qin army now?

Looking at the expressions of everyone, Zhao Lang showed a smile. These people were worried that there were too many students, and it was a misunderstanding that they could not arrange well.

But he knew that only the higher the education level of the people of Daqin, the more prosperous the whole Daqin could be!

This is the limitation of the times, but I can't blame these people.

Of course, this will be an extremely long process!

Even in the past life, there are still many people in China who are illiterate.

So, don't be in a hurry.

"You don't have to worry about this for now, this is the plan in the future, now, the students of Heming Academy."

"First, make a simple assignment according to the students' interests and talents."

"And then adjust according to the proportion to ensure that each family can be generally satisfied."

If Zhao Lang threw out this solution from the beginning, everyone would definitely not agree.

Even to fight!

But with the words of Zhao Lang's 500,000 students ahead, now everyone doesn't care so much about the distribution plan in front of him.

"Just as the leader said."

Farmers are the first to respond.

The others also nodded.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang showed a smile,

"After that, I will come up with some plans that require everyone's cooperation, so I will work hard for you."

Preliminary selection and education cannot rely solely on the power of the government.

The quantitative basis of the farm family, the propaganda of Confucianism, the construction of the Mohist family, the protection of the medical family, and the influence of the legal family will all be used by Zhao Lang one by one.

And it will not use the money from the Daqin treasury.

Now, he only needs to select fifty most talented teenagers in each county.

The method of selection will be relatively simple and rude.

After the world is settled, the thirty-six counties of Daqin will consist of 1,800 young people.

It's completely enough for all the masters.

The money spent will not be too much, and it will also lay a solid foundation for the comprehensive rollout in the future.

The road is long, just walk slowly.

With a practical solution, everyone will no longer be entangled. When the bell rang, everyone went to the classroom.

At this time, of course, you have to choose the best talent.

Zhao Lang also jumped out from the middle of the round table,

"Well, slave, I'll find two Mo Family disciples later, and change the layout of the discussion, just in the form of this round table."

He is not good at drilling the table every time he has a meeting.

Slaves naturally should be.

Zhao Lang was about to go out, but he felt a slightly resentful gaze.

Turning his head to look, he found that Guiguzi was looking at him resentfully, and saw that Zhao Lang had discovered him.

Guiguzi turned his head aside as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Lang almost laughed when he saw it. Of course, he still had to hold back at this time, and said directly with a bit of surprise,

"Sir, why are you here? Why didn't I see you at the table just now?"

He is also a disciple of Guiguzi now.

Hearing Zhao Lang's words, Guiguzi was so angry that his teeth chattered.

Did you see it, am I still not clear?

I almost stood in front of you and dangled just now!

But in the end, I could only squeeze out a smile and say,

"It's the old man who just neglected himself."

Zhao Lang snorted and said,

"Next time, hurry up."

When you're done, you're leaving again.

Guiguzi couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed Zhao Lang directly,

"Lang'er, you are also the leader of the Zongheng family now. Why don't you have a share of the Zongheng family in this allocation of students?"

"It's not good to favor one over another!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang widened his eyes and said with a bit of surprise,

"Why did you say that, sir?"

"When the disciples first started, didn't you just emphasize repeatedly that the knowledge of Guigu and Zongheng is precious and must not be passed on!"

"And this Heming Academy is open to teaching, how is this possible?!"

"Don't worry, sir, the disciple will definitely not agree."

Zhao Lang's words made Guiguzi breathless.

So annoying!

But when it was time to bow, he still had to bow.

For the sake of the school, Guiguzi gritted his teeth and said,

"This is Mr. I'm superficial, Langer, you still have to be more careful."

Zhao Lang would not let go at this time, and said with a bit of helplessness,

"Sir, you have also seen that the current students have been divided, there is really no way."

"Oh, it's my fault. I don't have enough money, so I planned to expand the enrollment."

"But look, which one doesn't cost money for eating, sleeping, training, and doing experiments? And teachers..."

What a smart person Guiguzi is, before waiting for Zhao Lang to finish speaking, he gritted his teeth and said,

"My Ghost Valley faction still has some savings, and I am willing to donate money and materials worth 5,000... 10,000 taels of gold!"

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up when he heard it, he showed a smile, took Guiguzi's hand, and said,

"Oh, what are you talking about, sir?"

"Don't worry, the newly recruited students, let the Zongheng family and the Guigu faction pick them first!"

"By the way, remember to go to the table next time."

Of course, 10,000 taels of gold is not a lot, but it is only one time.

There will be many opportunities in the future, and now I mainly try this effect.

Guiguzi nodded sadly and walked out.

Zhao Lang opened the door with a smile and got 10,000 taels of gold, of course he was in a good mood.

Just as he was about to go out, there was another sound coming from the side,

"Xu Fu from the Yin-Yang family, pay tribute to His Royal Highness the Prince of Great Qin!"

Hearing this, the smile on Zhao Lang's face gradually disappeared, he frowned, and when he turned around, he saw Xu Gui kneeling on the ground.

There was also a surprised Su.

"Su, you go out first."

Zhao Lang said calmly.

Su looked at Xu Fu worriedly, and then walked out obediently.

Zhao Lang said coldly,

"Isn't it good to be Xu Gui?"

After his identity was announced, Uncle Zhao had already told him Xu Gui's identity.

It's just that the other party has done his best for so long.

He didn't do anything.

At this time, Xu Fu bowed his head and said directly,

"His Royal Highness, the old slave has a treasure to offer, and I want His Royal Highness to give the Yin Yang family a chance!"

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