Fang Nan's legs were trembling in fear. Yan Zhiguo couldn't be bothered with him and asked,
Hearing the question, Fang Nan put down his arm and said bitterly,
"Young Marshal, the day of the lesson hasn't arrived yet. The academy teaches one day a week."
Before the young marshal could speak, the marshal couldn't take it anymore.
"Bullshit! Who was the principal here? Call him over immediately!"
Fang Nan was a little hesitant. Yan Zhiguo added,
"You only have five minutes. If the principal doesn't come, bring your head to see me!”
Fang Nan was so scared that his face turned pale and he ran away.
In less than three minutes, Fang Nan brought a white-clothed man in a suit with greasy hair and a pink face.
"I am the headmaster of the academy, Bao Feiyu. Greetings, marshal, marshal!”
Bao Feiyu was dressed in a white suit. He was thin and weak, and his hairstyle had been carefully styled. Coupled with his handsome face, he looked like a pretty boy.
Bao Feiyu desperately covered his head, looking extremely miserable. Just now, he was still making love on the woman's belly. When he heard that the marshal and the young marshal had come personally, he was so scared that he almost lost his function. No matter how delicate the beauty below him was, he lost interest.
He pulled up his pants and rushed over in a hurry, but he still couldn't avoid being beaten up.
Bao Feiyu was relieved of the pain when the evil slave's hands were sore.
The marshal glared at him angrily and roared,
Yan Zhiguo patted the marshal's shoulder, signaling him to calm down. He looked at Bao Feiyu on the ground and said mockingly,
"He can't say it, because this group of idiots is pocketing their own money and has no intention of teaching!”
The marshal's expression became more and more solemn. Although he had guessed correctly in his heart, he still felt a little uncomfortable when his son said it out loud.
"Son, you brought me here to see this?”
After the marshal calmed down, Yan Zhiguo said softly,
"The policy of compulsory education is correct. Of course, it was proposed by my father after all!”
Xiao Xiao flattered him, and most of the marshal's anger dissipated. The young man continued,
"But I used the wrong method and the wrong person."
The compulsory education was the main focus of the six policies, but the actual implementation was hard to believe. The facilities of the various colleges were incomplete, and there were no students or teachers.
Even if there were, those idiots from the academy would only get a few people to teach the children. Those with a little conscience would at most let the students undergo shooting training.
All the money used to support compulsory education went into the pockets of these headmasters and ministers.
Such a prosperous area in the city was so corrupt. Other places simply could not imagine it.
Thinking of this, the marshal sighed heavily. The young man comforted him softly,
"As you can see, those who are educated in this way are neither scholars nor soldiers. At most, they will become local ruffians and bandits. Not only will the gains outweigh the losses, but they will also suffer!”
The marshal's expression was uncertain, as if he was thinking. Yan Zhiguo leaned over and whispered in a private language that only the father and son could understand,
The marshal didn't speak, but his expression changed several times. Yan Zhiguo struck while the iron was hot,
"If this continues, the family business that you worked so hard to build will be destroyed in the hands of these people. It will be full of worms and maggots!”
After his son finished speaking, the marshal let out a light breath and stared at the land of the western city in front of him. There was an indescribable and complicated feeling.
"My son has grown up. Since you have this intention, go ahead and do it!”
The marshal turned his head and patted the young man's shoulder heavily. He was quite bold.
After arranging for his subordinates to send his father away, Yan Zhiguo looked at Bao Wenyu on the ground with a faint smile on his face.
"Gather all the students tomorrow morning at ten o'clock. If one of them is missing, I'll chop off one of your fingers!”
Bao Wenyu lay on the ground and nodded desperately, ignoring the pain.
When they returned to the marshal's residence, the father and son had a conversation. The marshal had given more power to Yan Zhiguo to show his support.
At night, the two of them drank under the moonlight. The marshal was rarely gentle.
" You're stronger than Father. You're smart, decisive, and have your own sense of propriety and methods. Father built the family business, but he doesn't want you to be too tired."
Yan Zhiguo was still smiling.
The marshal nodded slightly, full of praise.
"Everyone knows that I, Yan Xishan, am the King of the West City. I don't know how hard it is. If you can learn how to make merry in the midst of hardship, I will be relieved."
Yan Zhiguo smiled gently and handed the wine pot to him. The two of them continued to drink and chat.
That night, both father and son were dead drunk.
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