"Cao Wenjie! How dare you!" Old Master Li stood up, his emotions agitated. "I want to see Fang Zhiyi! If it weren't for our Li family's support, how could he have reached his current position?!"
Cao Wenjie waved his hands: "I know, I know, the Marshal specifically said that the Li family provided him with food and fodder, so I am here to repay the favor on his behalf." He clapped his hands, and more soldiers came in carrying bags of food.
"Oh my god, you have to finish eating all this food before you can leave." Cao Wenjie's tone was extremely sinister, and the soldiers around him all pulled the bolt to load their guns.
There was a look of fear in Old Master Li's eyes.
"Please, everyone."
In the Marshal's Mansion, Zhao Dezhu was at a loss.
An old man wearing glasses was yelling, "Fang, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have two broken guns. Look at what you've done to Anning City! It's in chaos!"
Behind him, there were seven or eight people in long gowns echoing his words.
"If you have any problem, you can kill me too!"
Fang Zhiyi scratched his head and smiled: "Mr. Dou, I really didn't do those things..."
"Not yet? Because of you, no one's coming to school lately! The students are all hiding at home. When you first came, I thought you were a good warlord. Now? Huh? Killing people in the streets, destroying homes over a disagreement. What a mess An Ning has become?" He took a breath. "You think you can bring peace to the world by fighting and killing?"
Fang Zhiyi looked at the old scholar, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "A day, a day later it will be over, okay?"
Old Scholar Dou was very excited: "Is it over? You arrested everyone in the Education Department, and now all the teachers and students are in a panic!"
"That's corruption. Why not arrest them and keep them?"
"Anyway, let me tell you, you wouldn't do that. You're exploiting the people's wealth, and we won't say anything. But now you're arresting people for no reason, affecting the children's studies. That's wrong!"
"Yes, yes, I'm wrong, I'm wrong." Fang Zhiyi glanced at Zhao Dezhu. Why did this guy let these old guys in?
He took a deep breath and said, "It just so happens that if you don't look for me, I need to look for you."
"Huh? What? Are you scared of my scolding? Do you want to use me, an old man, as a target?"
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. "I need to discuss education with you all. Although I'm a rough man, I also understand the importance of cultural education. Knowledge changes destiny, not only the destiny of children, but also the destiny of an entire nation."
These words startled the old scholar Dou, who could not help but look at the warlord again.
"Here's what I think. I'll select new people to take up the Education Department. I'll also allocate funds to build a new school in Anning City, so that children can study there for free."
"Free?" these people murmured.
Zhao Dezhu was a little surprised. Free? You know, children from poor families can't go to school nowadays. One of the reasons is the high tuition fees. Even if the teachers, mainly Dou Lao, lowered the tuition fees, many families still couldn't afford it.
"We will also establish teaching majors, military majors, agricultural majors, and so on, and recruit young people. I will select the specific teachers from the military and existing teachers."
"Mr. Fang, are you telling the truth?" Old scholar Dou looked puzzled.
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "Once the general has spoken, it is impossible to take it back."
After sending these old scholars away, Zhao Dezhu hesitantly stepped forward and asked, "Marshal, we don't have that much money, do we?"
Fang Zhiyi, on the other hand, looked calm, staring outside until he heard a noisy sound. Then he smiled and said, "Who said I don't have money?"
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