For the Feng family to be able to survive for thousands of years, other than strict family rules and noble family values, it was also due to their foresight.
For example, Prime Minister Huangfu built the Golden Scale Pavilion in the previous dynasty. It was said to contain millions of books.
Where did these millions of books come from?
Other than the 30,000 books donated by Prime Minister Huangfu himself, the rest were donated by various aristocratic families. The Feng family had donated 100,000 books.
Books were lifeless, but people were alive.
It was precisely these one hundred thousand books that protected and protected the Feng Clan, allowing them to obtain another two hundred years of prosperity and prosperity.
Compared to the other aristocratic families, the Feng family's style was different.
If one were to compare those aristocratic families with armies to strong men with eight packs, then the Feng family would be like a refined scholar with a tall hat and a wide belt.
Not only did they look different, but their combat abilities were also on a different level.
If it wasn't for the fact that they had so few troops, the Feng family wouldn't have had to hand it over to Jiang Pengji for the sake of the safety of Shangyang county.
Now, the Feng family was faced with the same choice.
"Liu Xi wants us to donate books?"
Feng Gui was a little angry.
It wasn't that he was selfish and didn't want to donate books, but did Liu Xi have the right to do so?
During the Xia dynasty, the Feng family was willing to donate 100,000 books in response to Prime Minister Huangfu's call. More importantly, it was for the long-term future of the family. A hundred thousand books in exchange for more than two hundred years of prosperity for the Feng Clan. This was a very good deal.
The Xia dynasty had unified the Central Plains, but Liu Xi had only occupied half of Dongqing.
Prime Minister Huangfu was extremely powerful and had power over the court. Compared to him, Liu Xi was nothing.
If they donated the books to Liu Xi to enrich the Golden Scale Pavilion, what benefits would the Feng family get?
Feng Gui's idea was exactly what Feng Ren had in mind.
However, after his anger subsided, the sly old fox thought about it carefully and felt that this deal might work.
"Huai Zhang, in Dongqing, besides Liu Xi, who else can stop the disaster of the North borderline?"
Feng Gui was silent. After a while, he said, "Besides her, there is only Liu She."
Feng Ren said, "A few days ago, I received news that Liu She, that sly old fox, has chosen to retire. He has handed Chongzhou and Hu county over to Liu Xi."
Feng Gui didn't say anything.
"The Northern Borderline has already matured. Although the horse plague has delayed it, it will probably recover in three to five years and send troops to Dongqing again. Look at the current situation. The royal family is struggling at death's door, and the other feudal vassals have their own armies and are independent. If the Northern Borderline took advantage of the situation and attacked, there would be internal chaos and external enemies. Who could stop the Northern Borderline Iron Cavalry? The Feng Clan had been rooted in Shangyang County for generations. If the Northern Borderline invaded, the Feng Clan would not be able to protect themselves. Unless the entire family migrated and fled to another place. "Speaking to this point, there was a hint of desolation in his voice.
Now, the world was in chaos and wars were happening everywhere.
If they escaped from Shangyang County, where could they migrate to?
In comparison, Liu Xi had managed Wanzhou in an orderly manner and had become a rare peaceful paradise for Dongqing.
It was better for the Feng family to express goodwill to her and help her.
Feng Gui understood the meaning behind his father's drawing and his expression changed. "Father wants to help Liu Xi …"
"That's not the case!"
Feng Ren didn't want to pick a side now.
This was a decision that concerned the survival of the entire family. How could he make such a rash decision?
"Father, what do you mean by this?"
Feng Ren said, "I'm just expressing my goodwill."
Expressing goodwill didn't mean choosing a side.
Strictly speaking, the Feng Clan and Jiang Pengji had common interests. The stronger Jiang Pengji's power grew, the safer the Feng Clan would be. Moreover, Feng Jin was Jiang Pengji's trusted confidante. With such a relationship, the two could be considered as natural allies.
"I want to bring the ten thousand books to Liu Xi first." Saying this, Feng Ren pointed at the set of beginner's textbooks. "These books are very suitable for children to learn. His words seem simple, but they contain infinite logic. If we can implement them thoroughly, perhaps they can really open the minds of the people. "
The Feng Clan wasn't without ambition, but their ambition was different from other clans.
As a rare millennium-old aristocratic family, they only had one goal: to continue the family line.
While the other aristocratic families were desperately gathering wealth, oppressing the people, and searching for treasures, the Feng Clan adhered to their ancestral rules. They didn't fight or plunder, didn't touch military power, didn't make enemies everywhere, and didn't provoke resentment from the people by force or trickery. They wholeheartedly guarded the cultural wealth their ancestors had accumulated.
Before the Xia Dynasty was established, there was a chaotic era of 16 kingdoms that lasted for hundreds of years.
How many prominent clans were destroyed at that time?
Only the Feng Clan of Shangyang remained standing even though Shangyang County had changed hands several times.
After all, the millennium-old aristocratic families and the new nouveau riche had different ideologies.
Feng Ren said, "I'll go take a look. It'll be a pity to miss such a good opportunity."
Not to mention other things, just the set of books in front of him was enough to push Cheng Cheng to the top ranks of famous scholars.
Before this, how many people had heard of Cheng Cheng's name?
The cake was only so big. No matter what, the Feng Clan had to take a bite or two.
If Liu Xi was the final winner, this investment was definitely the best choice Feng Ren had made in his life.
At the same time, many famous scholars in Dongqing also received this set of beginner's textbooks.
Some people scoffed, but when they saw the names on the title page, they also felt jealous.
Some people were so shocked that they couldn't wait to sleep with these books every day. At the same time, they used their connections to inquire about Liu Xi and the others.
The topic was highly discussed, and so was its popularity. The names of Cheng Cheng and the others often appeared in big and small gatherings of famous scholars.
Overnight, they became famous all over the world.
After the public opinion fermented for a while, another piece of heavy news came crashing down.
Write books and become famous immediately!
How many scholars dreamed of this?
This was a shortcut for countless famous scholars to further promote their literary names!
The ancient times were not the modern times, where one could publish a book by spending tens of thousands of dollars. If one wanted to publish a book in the ancient times, one could not afford it even if they had a lot of money.
Jiang Pengji's popularity was already very high. Now that such a big piece of news was revealed, people yearned to go to Wanzhou.
This was not the end.
When the news of Wanzhou investing money to rebuild the Jinling Pavilion spread, many aristocratic families looked at it coldly. The poor children were so excited that they could not control themselves.
Jiang Pengji knew that this move would attract many talents, but she never thought that she would catch such a big fish.
It was no longer a river fish. It was clearly a whale!
"Greetings, Master."
Hearing that there was an ancient person visiting, Jiang Pengji was stunned for a moment. She immediately asked someone to invite him to the main hall.
Seeing the person, even someone as calm as Jiang Pengji could not help but be shocked.
She came back to her senses and quickly bowed to the person.
The hale and hearty Master Yuanjing smiled and helped her up. He said gently, "Times are different now. Magistrate Liu is too polite."
"A teacher for a day is a father for life. It is my duty for a student to bow to a master. "
Jiang Pengji quickly adjusted her emotions, but her heart was still in turmoil.
She never thought that she could catch such a big fish like Master Yuanjing.
Wasn't this person unintentionally involved in the fight for the dukes? Was he wholeheartedly focused on guarding the academy and educating people?
Now that he appeared in front of her, how could she not be surprised?
Surprise!
Surprise!
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