Fan Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Your princess has a heart."

Qi Haoran came back very nervous at night, kissed Mu Yangling and said, "Master knows that you always think about Master, don't worry, although Master doesn't like to be vegetarian, as long as you make it, Master will eat it all."

Mu Yangling pursed his lips and smiled. The next day, he didn't mix the dishes together. It was the same as Fan Zijin's. They were separated. They were all four dishes and one soup. There are two meat and two vegetarian dishes, and Qi Haoran's dishes are made by Mu Yangling's slightly rough craftsmanship, while Fan Zijin's dishes are carefully made by the chef.

After cooking like this for a few days, Mu Yangling studied hard with the cook again, and his cooking skills, which had not improved for many years, turned out to be getting better and better.

Fan Zijin saw that the couple was like mixing oil with honey, and their teeth were sore, so he turned around and found something to do for them, "This is a post sent by Miao Village, Ji'an's eldest son and son-in-law have returned and invited us to come over. "

Qi Haoran waved his hand and said, "It's fine if you go with this kind of thing, otherwise you will send the people under him." Although Qi Haoran does not have second-rank generals under his command, third-rank generals are not young or old, so it is enough for them to go to the banquet in Miao Village.

Fan Zijin said: "One-third of the Han people in southern Guizhou, nearly two-thirds of the Miao people, and the remaining very few are the Yao people and other ethnic groups. They should not be afraid, but the Miao people have to deal with it. good relationship."

"The Han and Miao people have been at odds for a long time, but I am a soldier, and I am only responsible for training soldiers and guarding the southwest and northwest borders. This political matter should be the concern of the local officials. Didn't eldest brother send Mr. Liu to be the prefect of Juzhou? When will he arrive? appoint?"

Mr. Liu failed the jin shi exam that year, but Mu Yangling asked Fan Zijin to help queuing up for a county magistrate position in the name of Juren. The county seat was in the north, so Mr. Liu naturally devoted himself to Qi Xiuyuan. It should be said that because With Mu Yangling's relationship, he has long been labeled as Qi Haoran.

In just two or three years, he was promoted from the county chief to the county magistrate. In less than half a year, Qi Xiuyuan made him the prefect of Juzhou after he ascended the throne.

Fan Zijin was more concerned with political affairs than Qi Haoran. He heard the words: "There are still four or five days to come," he said: "Why do you think the eldest brother will let Mr. Liu come to Juzhou? It's not because he is from us, the eldest brother is obviously I want you to adjust the relationship between Han and Miao."

Qi Haoran pondered that during Emperor Sejong’s time, the imperial court had no difference between ethnic minorities and Han Chinese. Taxes and labor were the same. Even because the ethnic minorities lived in remote and barren places, Emperor Sejong had more tax reduction and exemption policies every year. It can be said that, At that time, it was regarded as one mind. Although Qi Haoran didn't like reading very much, he was familiar with history books.

After Emperor Gaozong ascended the throne, several emperors after Gaozong were a bit extravagant. In addition, wars began to rise in the northwest, north and northeast. The wealth accumulated by Emperor Sejong gradually was exhausted, and the treasury was empty, and only taxes could be added. Most officials in the DPRK It is proposed to increase the taxation of ethnic minorities in southern Guizhou, northwestern and northern areas.

In the nearly 100 years after King Sejong, the lives of the ethnic minorities became more and more difficult, and the taxes became heavier. , I'm afraid more than half of them will starve to death early.

But it is also because they were born from a clan, which makes it easier to raise troops to rebel. In the past two decades, there have been ethnic rebellions in southern Guizhou. This time the Great Zhou Kingdom was destroyed, they also contributed a lot. Nan, after burning, killing and looting, Qi Haoran still couldn't contain them.

Does the eldest brother want to imitate Emperor Sejong and subdue the Miao people psychologically?

Fan Zijin said: "In the past two months, I have often been walking in the city, and I have seen that the Han and Miao people live separately. The Han people often despise the Miao people and other ethnic minorities, and the Miao people also hate the Han people a lot, although there is no murder or looting. Things happened, but there were a lot of fights. Haoran, how could Mr. Liu, a scholar with no power to control the brave Miao people? The elder cousin sent him to be the prefect, I'm afraid it's because of you, After all, he is your person and will not stop you from doing things."

"But the military and government have always been separated..."

"Of course the military and government must be separated, but if Mr. Liu asks for your support, you can help for the safety of the region and the country."

Qi Haoran pondered, and at night grabbed a pen to write to Qi Xiuyuan.

Mu Yangling rubbed his ink on the side and said, "I have visited Juzhou City in the past few days and found that only a small number of merchants in the city can speak the common language, and most of them speak their own dialects. When people buy and sell things, they can only use their hands to communicate, not to mention that the court treats Han and Miao people separately, even if they treat them equally, there will be problems."

Qi Haoran bit his pen and said, "Qiannan rarely communicates with the outside world, and it is normal to use less common language. They all speak Juzhou dialect."

"But in my opinion, there are very few people who can speak Juzhou dialect. It's just that the Han people do. Most of them do. The Miao people are born from a group of people, and they rarely come out of Miao villages. There are almost few people who can speak the Juzhou dialect. I think, you If you want to manage Qiannan well, the first thing is to open a school for everyone to learn the common language. Young people can learn it slowly, and children can learn languages ??quickly. They can have their own children in their own homes teach..."

Qi Haoran frowned and said, "Then this is entirely aimed at the Miao people. I'm afraid the Miao people are unwilling. Besides, it costs a lot to open a school. The Juzhou yamen seems to be very poor."

It's not like it, it's just too poor to bear to look directly at it. The mansion is in tatters. Although the wall in the backyard is not collapsed, it is still mottled. The roof has been in disrepair for a long time. Would you like to live in a government office?

Mu Yangling coughed lightly, obviously knowing the reason, and thought for a moment: "How about we don't have to pay the government office to raise money? We have a lot of money in the government, and then we will pay first, we will go out and take the money. The lower officials and gentry will definitely follow, and children who go to school don’t have to pay, just come in and read.”

Qi Haoran's eyes lit up, "In addition to teaching the common language, we should also teach them the Analects of Confucius, and teach them the monarch, the minister, the father and the son..." At that time, all the Miao children had learned ethics and morality. When the child grows up and becomes a new generation, he dare not say that there will be no more rebellions, but the war should be reduced a lot.

Mu Yangling was stunned. Her original intention was to teach Chinese so that everyone would not have a conflict between chickens and ducks. Who knew that Qi Haoran would come directly to a cultural invasion.

Seeing Qi Haoran who was excited to write to Qi Xiuyuan, Mu Yangling decided to go down and prepare a supper for him, otherwise, with Qi Haoran's habit of writing wherever he thought of, he would probably be hungry tonight.

Qi Haoran did write more and more, and finally he wrote a thick stack of paper. Originally, he wanted to check for typos, but when he saw it was so thick, he was in no mood. He just waited for the ink on it to dry, then folded it up and stuffed it into a large envelope. .