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Chapter 162

The garment craftsmen showed their skills and measured the commanders carefully, fearing that there would be any mistakes.

The first time they worked under the order of the county magistrate, the two garment craftsmen were very careful.

If there was anything wrong, they would be dragged outside by the extremely strong commanders to be severely repaired.

That was definitely not something they could bear.

Liu Yu ordered the blacksmith Zhang to communicate the final details with the other party.

Then he asked the garment craftsmen to measure their own size and stay to let Zhang make armor.

He turned and left.

The commanders were reluctant to leave.

Staying in the forging workshop, standing there, put a lot of pressure on the blacksmith Zhang.

It seemed that these commanders would not give up until they got the armor immediately.

"That..." Zhang had just come to the commanders, rubbing his hands and trying to persuade them to leave.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Fei opened his arms and put his arm around his shoulders.

"I'm talking about Lao Zhang." Zhang Fei said in a rough voice: "Your surname is Zhang, and mine is also Zhang. We were one family five hundred years ago."

"You have to take care of our brothers' business first, right?"

"After making the county magistrate's armor, you have to make your brother's set, don't you think?"

The strength from his shoulder made Lao Zhang terrified, and his legs couldn't stop trembling.

Guan Yu narrowed his eyes, raised his hand without saying a word, and clenched it into a fist in Lao Zhang's eyes, making a crackling sound.

"Gulp..." Lao Zhang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes complicated.

No one can afford to offend these two people in front of him.

However, this is not the end of the matter.

Taishi Ci rolled up his sleeves and bent his arms hard.

Under Lao Zhang's gaze, his biceps bulged into a huge arc, like a small mountain, shocking people's eyes and ears.

Zhao Yun and Xu Huang were embarrassed.

After all, they had just arrived, and they didn't dare to threaten people openly.

They could only watch from the side.

No matter what, it was not their turn to make armor first.

Just wait.

"Each of them will be the commander." Old Zhang said quickly: "Don't worry, after the county magistrate's armor is made, I will let several groups of craftsmen take charge of your armor."

"It will definitely be completed at the same time."

"That's more or less." Zhang Fei, who got the result, finally let go of his arms.

Blacksmith Old Zhang ran away.

He didn't want to stand with these extremely strong commanders anymore.

The pressure was too great.

His old arms and legs could not withstand the torment of several commanders.

He still wanted to stay alive to hug his grandchildren.

...

For several consecutive days, Liu Yu listened to the old scholar's report on the progress of various work.

He didn't let the old scholar idle.

Although the other party's identity was not known for the time being.

But it was not easy to catch a guy who could read and write, so he had to be killed.

Liu Yu asked the old scholar to report and organize the work progress reported by the managers.

Then he asked the other party to remember the reply and pass on various orders to the managers.

With the old scholar doing the trivial work of organizing and conveying the orders.

His workload was reduced instantly.

Finally, he looked like a leader.

"That... County Magistrate Liu, you promised me before that you would only stay here for one year." The old scholar standing in the courtyard of Liu Mansion said.

"You must keep your word and let me leave when the time comes."

"Don't worry." Liu Yu, who was sitting at the stone table, said with certainty: "I, Liu, keep my word and will never break my promise."

He added in his heart, if you don't want to leave at that time, don't blame me.

"By the way, I will select some smart young men in Tanghai County and let them follow you." Liu Yu clapped his hands, and twenty young people came in from outside the courtyard.

"Teach by example."

"During the day, let them handle government affairs with you."

"After dinner at night, you teach them to write and read, and spread Confucianism."

"Let Confucian culture flourish in this wild land of Youzhou."

"This..." The old Confucian scholar hesitated, but it was naturally good to think that he could teach the young and strong people in Youzhou Confucian culture.

He has some experience in Confucianism, and his life wish is to let people all over the world learn Confucianism.

This is a very high pursuit.

However, doing government affairs during the day and teaching writing and reading at night is really tiring. I don't know if my body can handle it.

Liu Yu gave Tiedan, the leader, a look, and the other party quickly knelt on the ground, leading other young and strong people to shout to see you.

Then they shouted the words that Liu Yu had taught them a long time ago.

"I beg you to teach us to read and write, so as to promote Confucian culture!"

"Follow you and learn from time to time!"

Such a scene made the old scholarAll the worries in the Confucian scholar's heart collapsed on the spot.

He had been exiled in Bingzhou for such a long time, and he had never seen such a motivated young man.

That sentence from the Analects mobilized his old blood.

Like a wildfire, it burned his reason to nothing on the spot.

After being exiled for so long, no one came to him for help.

The scene in front of him made him burst into tears.

Finally, someone came to him to learn to preach.

How excited he was.

"Please stand up quickly." The old Confucian scholar was in tears and leaned over to help the young man who was kneeling on the ground.

However, his old strength was not enough to help the strong young man up.

"If you don't agree, we won't stand up!" Tiedan took the lead and shouted loudly.

"We must learn Confucian culture from you!!"

The loud voices of twenty young men made the old Confucian scholar's heart waver again, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Promise, I promise!"

"From today on, you are my uncle...cough cough cough!"

"You are my uncle's disciples."

The old scholar was so excited that he almost said his courtesy name. Fortunately, he was not too old. He pretended to cough and changed his words to cover it up.

He turned his head and secretly glanced at the young county magistrate. He found that the other party was drinking tea with his head down. He was relieved when he found nothing wrong.

But he didn't know that Liu Yu, who was drinking tea with his head down, had a gleam in his narrowed eyes.

Bingzhou Shuofang, exiled, offended people in the court, age, uncle...喈.

Combining these pieces of information, a name emerged in his mind.

Cai Yong.

Everything just fits.

This old man took advantage of the Yellow Turban Rebellion and sneaked back from Shuofang. If he hadn't followed the refugees halfway and was taken to Zhongshan by Xu Huang, he might have really run back to Taishan County.

However, now that we are in his territory, we naturally cannot let this Confucian master who is proficient in literature, calligraphy, and music slip away.

When dealing with such a famous person, we naturally cannot use slang, we must change Confucianism and Taoism, and make the best of it since it has come.

"Starting tonight, I will formally teach you how to read and write."

The old Confucian scholar turned around, his face straightened, and became extremely serious.

"Learning Confucianism is extremely difficult, and I hope you will not give up halfway."