"In autumn, the Sailye Army will also go to fight, right? If so, I want to stay in Sailye City and help you take care of the house." After a long silence, Luo Huaizu suddenly said quietly, his voice full of sourness.

This is a helpless choice. He can give up assassinating Li Xian, and he can forget the hatred. However, he is unwilling to fight for Li Xian, and he is even more unwilling to sacrifice his life on the front line, just to make Li Xian feel less regretful when he dies!

Zhang Qian understood his choice, thought for a while, and nodded with a forced smile, "The Snow Ye Army is part of the Anxi Army, and we must fight. However, the Snow Ye City cannot be missed. It is best if the uncle of the army can stay and help me guard the house."

After a pause, he continued to add, "If the uncle still feels uncomfortable, he can prepare to go to Tianzhu now. Uncle Black Gunpowder Master has already made it, and I can also write it to Uncle Master the method of manufacturing the Fire Dragon Car. In addition, I can also prepare a sum of money and grain for Uncle Master to recruit subordinates, with a maximum of 3,000 people. If this number exceeds, I am afraid that I can't supply enough food!"

"Do you want to drive me away?" Luo Huaizu's face suddenly turned red, and his eyes were full of anger. "I am so unpopular with you? I am for you..."

"Uncle Master, you know that I don't mean that!" Knowing that this was the time when the other party was most sensitive, Zhang Qian gently pressed Luo Huaizu's shoulder and signaled him to remain calm. "I can gain a foothold in the Western Regions, and Uncle Master's contributions are at least half of it. I have always been very grateful for this, otherwise I would not have given the gunpowder formula to Uncle Master in advance. However, because I am grateful for Uncle Master's strong help, I don't want Uncle Master to do things I don't like."

After hearing his earnest words, Luo Huaizu felt a little better. However, after hesitating for a while, he shook his head and emphasized angrily: "It's not a big deal. I am trying to complete the deal with you, not Li Xian. I made an appointment with you for five years! It's only been more than a year, and I will not be untrustworthy!"

Fearing that his words were not convincing, he hesitated for a moment, and his voice suddenly turned higher, "I promised a thousand gold, and never regretted it. There are still three and a half years left, and I can pass by in a blink of an eye, and I can also wait! In addition, I have to stare at you, so as not to accidentally be killed and ruin your master's unique skills!"

"Then I thank Uncle Master!" Knowing that the old guy was just stubborn at this moment, Zhang Qian smiled and bowed to this person, "If Uncle Master wants, he can call your disciples to Saiye. While I have the final say in Saiye, they will change their names and settle down again, and then they can do things publicly without hiding around!",

"This is what you said!" Luo Huaizu immediately turned angry and glared, and knocked on the bricks and nailed their feet with his eyes widened. "After I called them over, you must make sure they were safe!"

"As long as they are not criminalized under my rule, I will not ask what they did before." Zhang Qian agreed happily, "If they have the ability and their character is reliable, the uncle can also recommend them to be officials. From Thunder Ye to Xin Gumo, I have ruled five or six cities, and now there are almost no manpower everywhere."

This is a truth. At the end of last year, Niu Shizuo, in order to thank Zhang Qian for saving his life, wrote down Shuye City to Sanhekou, a place that spanned the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains and was less than a thousand miles away, into the management of Shuye Town. Of course, he was kind-hearted, but ignored a very "cruel" problem, that is, Zhang Qian was neither from a noble family nor from the Tang Dynasty generals.

If there was a large family behind him, after Zhang Qian became the governor of the Thunder Ye, he would not have to speak by himself. The family would send him enough staff to avoid "flood flowing into the fields of outsiders". If he was born in a general, Zhang Qian's uncles and uncles in the army would also search for talents everywhere to help him solve his urgent needs. But now, he has a lot of vacancies under his command, but he can't find a suitable staff at all. Even the captains like Guo Jing and Ren Qi who led troops had to be driven on the shelves and sent out to serve as the guard of a city.

In order to cope with this embarrassing situation, Zhang Qian started writing letters last winter, asking Zhang Ruoxu, He Zhizhang and two elders for help. However, the two elders were replying and promising to help, but they reminded him very tactfully not to send too much hope. Nowadays, in the eyes of most Tang people, the Western Regions are a wilderness, and usually only officials who committed the crime will be exiled there.

At this time, although there are many scholars in Chang'an City, there are not many people with long-term vision. Most people would rather throw rolls around in Chang'an City and look for an opportunity to wear yellow-clothed bronze shreds than go to the place to wear red-collar gold. Not to mention going to the Western Regions thousands of miles away to sleep in the sand and snow! (Note: Yellow-clothed bronze shreds, earth-yellow clothes, and copper belt buckles are the clothes of the poor minor officials among the Beijing officials. The crimson robe and gold belt are from the fifth-rank state, which is higher than the county magistrate)

Since he could not recruit enough "talents" through the hands of two seniors, He Zhizhang and Zhang Ruoxu, Zhang Qian had to find another way. Anyway, the talents he needed were not the "five-taught" people. It is enough to be able to read, be a common person, know how to learn, and have no big mistakes in morality.

From this perspective, the Mo family members are of course very good candidates. Although there are many idealists among the Mo family, the Mo family members never despise craftsmen. In Zhang Qian's plan, Suoye City must take the path of primitive industrialization. When the Mo family members come, they will not worry about not being able to find a place to use their skills.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his promise, Luo Huaizu hesitated for a while before grinning with difficulty: "You are open-minded, aren't you afraid that the whole town of Suoye Town will be filled with my disciples and grandchildren in the future, and you will be wiped out?"

"Uncle Master is joking. First of all, I believe Master Master will not do this." Zhang Qian was stunned and shook his head with a smile. "Second, Master Master Master's disciples are all Tang people. Third, since I dare to ask Master Master to call all my senior brothers and nephews, it means I am sure that Ruiye Town will not be out of my control. If I can't even do this, how can I deal with the snooping of the great cannibal in the future?!"

"Hmm?" Luo Huaizu frowned again and pondered in a low voice. After a while, he sighed and shook his head, "That's right, Qi Mo is just a sect, and there is a country of great food on the other side of the mountain. If you can't even deal with me, how can you deal with the big cannibals who are eyeing me?"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Qian to respond, he suddenly stretched out his hand and patted his forehead gently, "I understand, you are fearless! Now there are at least 30,000 people in Suoye City, who are slaves you rescued from the Tuqi Shi tribes. They all want to set up a tablet of immortality for you. Whoever dares to murder you, unless you kill you in an instant, will not require your order, and the people in Suoye City will tear him apart."

Zhang Qian smiled, neither agreeing nor refuting, lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the bronze parts on the table.

Luo Huaizu was knowledgeable, but his judgment of human nature was too ideal. However, based on the knowledge he had learned and the history of various countries in another time and space, Zhang Qian had long understood that gratitude was just an emotion, just like happiness, sadness, and anger, and it was difficult to maintain it for a long time.

If the overall wealth of society does not continue to increase, most people who have been slaves will quickly surpass their gratitude in their hearts. The ruler himself and his subordinates can easily transform from an idealist into a new slave owner.

The fable of the dragon slaying boy sitting on the corpse of the dragon, growing horns and scales is not just a fable in another time and space. In fact, this tragedy has happened in many countries in another time and space and is repeated constantly. But if you are a slave, in Zhang Qian's view, there is actually no difference between being a slave of the same race and being a slave of a foreign race.

Zhang Qian had long known that many people in Shuye City were setting up tablets of immortality for him. However, he did not dare to rely on the gratitude of the people for his safety and the future of Shuye City. His real reliance was that in the past, now, and for a long time in the future, these bronze parts in front of him.

In his eyes, these increasingly exquisite parts mean continuous advancement of technology, a significant improvement in production efficiency, and a new way of production to replace past agriculture, animal husbandry, fishing and hunting. It means that humans can obtain rich food and huge wealth by relying on machinery, without having to watch the weather and eat, let alone sucking bones and marrows of the same tribe.

According to another human experience summary in time and space, Zhang Qian believes that when most people gain benefits from the advancement of technology and production methods, they will form an alliance without realizing it. No matter who wants to do something contrary to their interests, they will be mercilessly crushed into pieces. As long as he becomes the leader and promoter of this alliance, he does not have to worry about being undermined by some ambitious guy with conspiracy and means. The constituents of the alliance will judge who is hurting their interests by themselves, and then eliminate the ambitious ones like white blood cells to remove viruses.

"I can write a letter to call some people over, but don't give you too high hopes." Seeing that Zhang Qian didn't take it upon himself, Luo Huaizu thought that he had accidentally revealed his true trump card just now, he hesitated for a while, with a little apology and promise, "Qi Mo originally had not many people, and in order to promote Li Xian to the top, he suffered heavy losses. Those who survived were hiding from all over the world, and it was not easy for me to find them."

After hesitating for a few more breaths, he tentatively added, "Or, I'll call some friends on the Green Forest Road to come over. Give them a chance to wash their hands? Although those people are of varying quality, they are caught by the government, and most of them are just sent to the frontier. Maybe they are not as far away as the Broken Leaf."

This proposal was really a bit bold. After listening to it, Zhang Qian immediately frowned again. After thinking about it for a while, he responded in a low voice, "Yes, but Uncle Master must keep it in advance. Those who are extremely guilty and those who have a bad reputation are not allowed. Others, if he is willing to come, I will not ask about the things he has done in the past. However, if someone is brought up old accounts in the future because of the case he has done in the past, don't expect me to stand up for him."

"Look at what you said, Luo Huaizu was called a hero on the Green Forest Road back then. How could he make friends with those bandits who do evil things?" Luo Huaizu was so angry that he rolled his eyes, but he understood that Zhang Qian's promise was already the limit he could bear in his position. He first complained a few times, and then took the initiative to overturn his previous proposal, "Forget it! Taking them in will easily drag you down. At that time, you will be impeached by someone to shelter you as a bandit, and you will lose more than you."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned again. He thought to himself, why did I start to think about him everywhere? He is not my disciple, and he also declared all day long that Qin Mo and Qi Mo are not a family?

While he was confused, Zhang Qian whispered, "Then there is only one way to take the open exam. You can't stand such a large territory but not even the airs of an official. In that case, over time, it will become the next Zhou Yiti, who will be the title of the Western Regions Administration, but will become the rootless Ping."

"You want to take the imperial examination?" Luo Huaizu was so brave that he was shocked by Zhang Qian's plan and blurted out his questions. "You are crazy. If someone reports to the court, Li Xian's suspicion, although he is already terminally ill..."

"It's not an imperial examination, it's just a minor examination in the local area. It's equivalent to the year-end examination in the prefectures and counties in Chang'an." Zhang Qian was stunned, then smiled and shook his head to deny, "The local examinations are for the imperial examinations. The winners are recommended to go to Chang'an to participate in the imperial examinations. We lack people here, so we can only handle special matters. As long as we pass the local examination preliminary examination, we will first grant official positions in Suiye Town, and then report to the court!

"That's feasible. At least in name, it's reasonable." Luo Huaizu thought for a while and added casually, "If there is really no one available, you can open a college, just like when you were in Weinan. It's just that the results are slower, and there are not three or five years, and there will be no results."

"Then let's take a two-pronged approach, first take the exam and hire a group of emergency. The others will be trained slowly through the academy." Zhang Qian's reaction was quick and immediately made relevant adjustments based on Luo Huaizu's suggestion. "No, the first batch of people who passed the exam will be sent to the academy first to learn how to handle daily affairs. Three months later, according to their talents and specific performance, the corresponding positions will be arranged."

"Well, in this way, the people trained will definitely be easy to use!" Luo Huaizu felt very admirable in his heart and nodded with a smile.

"I am the chief of the mountain. Uncle Master, would you like to be the deputy chief of the mountain? Usually, I will not show up. I will leave every day to you. If Uncle Master wants to teach some knowledge of the Mohist school, I will not interfere." Zhang Qian thought for a moment and continued, and his eyes looked at Luo Huaizu full of expectations.

"Me? It's good!" Luo Huaizu hesitated for a moment, nodded gently again. His eyes towards Zhang Qian became softer.

He suddenly understood why he took the initiative to consider Zhang Qian. Although Zhang Qian never admitted that Qin Mo and Qi Mo were family. However, many of the things Zhang Qian did in daily life were secretly consistent with the ideas that the Mo family insisted on. In addition, Zhang Qian's way of doing things was becoming more and more in line with his appetite. Although he seemed cautious, he was too brave at critical moments. After a few days of sitting on the throne guard, he actually thought of directly enrolling an imperial examination without passing through the court.

"The place of Shuye is remote and special tasks are handled. Therefore, as long as the four subjects of Ming Jing, Ming Purpose, Ming Law, and Ming Book can be granted official positions as long as they pass. In addition, if there are outstanding people in the industry such as craftsmen, doctors, weavers, farming, grazing, etc., you can also enter the academy and be awarded official positions after training. As for the Jinshi exam, there are Shuye students who are willing to rush to Chang'an to serve the court, and the government will fund all the travel expenses." Zhang Qian did not think as much as Luo Huaizu, and just said according to his own ideas.

What he wanted to refer to was actually another civil service examination system in time and space. In China in the 21st century, although the imperial examination had long been abolished, the civil service examination was popular. The reason was that any government needed minor officials to work. The higher the level of modernization, the more managers needed. However, these managers may not necessarily be a talent for governing the country and ensuring national security. They can quickly adapt to the local environment and implement the instructions of superiors as much as possible, even if they are qualified.

"You are the commander, you have the final say." Luo Huaizu didn't understand why Zhang Qian even chose the best to join the official team, just because he wanted to form his own team as quickly as possible. He frowned and whispered.

"Then uncle, work harder, help prepare for an exam. Don't give the questions too difficult. I'm worried that no one can pass the exam." Wang Han went to Sanhekou to take charge, and Wang Zhihuan went to Yezhicheng. At the moment, Zhang Qian was at the right time, so he had to let those who could work harder.

"I..." Luo Zu instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he saw Zhang Qian's tired face, he swallowed the words again, "Forget it, I owe you what I owe you. What else do you have? Even if you throw it over, I will take it all for you in one breath, so that you can avoid you from exhausting yourself to death."

"It's not there for the time being!" Zhang Qian smiled and exhaled, "When Wei Dao, Mu Nanfeng and others come, uncle can be more relaxed. Now, please work harder."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the copper pieces in front of him. While thinking, he carefully combined a trigger, a coil spring, several gears, a grinding wheel, and a small armature with a special iron rack.

"What is this?" Luo Huaizu was curious and knew that his cheap nephew rarely did useless things, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Lighter!" Zhang Qian smiled and clamped a flint with tweezers and placed it on the armature. Then, he put the just-combined instrument in his hand and gently pulled the trigger.

The trigger retreats, pushes the gear to rotate, and accumulates force through the coil spring, and then outputs the force from the other side of the coil spring, pushes the armature, and at the same time drives a gear, making a pleasant friction sound.

The second gear drives the third gear slightly smaller, and the former rotates at four times the speed. The metal columnar grinding wheel welded to the third gear also rotates at four times the speed. The armature falls, and the flint comes into contact with the high-speed rotating metal columnar grinding wheel. In an instant, a series of gorgeous Mars are rubbed out, "Dadadada..."

Zhang Qian's face was quickly illuminated by Mars, and the joy above was like a false one.
Chapter completed!