Yuan Lin looked at the City Lord's Mansion in front of him, at the lonely city gate without a city wall, at the serious guards around him, gritted his teeth, and finally walked forward.
Fan Zide was on duty again today, and he was naturally curious when he saw a little boy coming. But out of duty, he still stopped Yuan Lin and said, "Little brother, what's the matter with you coming to the City Lord's Mansion?"
Yuan Lin raised his head, looked at the guard in front of him, and said with courage: "I want to ask to see the wise king."
Fan Zide frowned slightly, "Can you tell me something?"
Yuan Lin bit his lip and said stubbornly: "Senior, I... I... I want to study. No matter what the price is, I am willing to accept it!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Zide looked at Yuan Lin with a distant look in his eyes: "Little brother, aren't you from the Shang Kingdom?"
Yuan Lin looked at Fan Zide and said stubbornly but firmly, "I am a refugee from the Bian Kingdom."
Such a young refugee? Fan Zide's eyes changed again, with a trace of pity, "Little brother, the education of the Shang Kingdom is only for the people of the Shang Kingdom. This point cannot be changed. Moreover, the Shang Kingdom is a society ruled by law. Many strategies will not be easily changed once they are set. Even the wise king cannot change them easily. But I can point you in a direction. You can apply for a job in a newspaper. Although it will be a bit hard, you can learn a lot there. In fact, you can learn as much in a newspaper as in school."
But it does not include scientific knowledge, advanced commercial economic system, or any education and practice resources provided by the country.
Of course, it is difficult for Fan Zide to say these things, but going to a newspaper is indeed a very good direction.
Yuan Lin's eyes flashed with joy, but he still said: "Then... What if I swear to become a citizen of the Shang Kingdom?"
Fan Zide shrugged: "Sorry, there are no policies or regulations in this regard yet."
"But I see that the Shang Kingdom is also selecting talents from the surrounding refugees. I know some military strategies and some politics. I was once a prince (a descendant of the nobility) in the Kingdom of Bian."
Fan Zide smiled, "I think you are a rough diamond, so I recommended you to apply for a job at the newspaper. As for the talented people among the refugees, they have now joined the Shang Kingdom's reserve forces and are fighting on the front lines."
"Oh... Thank you, senior." Yuan Lin finally accepted the reality and was about to turn around and leave.
Suddenly, Fan Zide took out a handful of banknotes and stuffed them into Yuan Lin's hand. "Take it. The wise king has many difficulties. But in fact, we are willing to help everyone."
Yuan Lin took the banknote and suddenly felt like crying. Although there were many inconveniences in the Shang Kingdom due to his identity, he did receive help from kind people.
Looking at the City Lord's Mansion again, Yuan Lin's eyes showed a hint of respect. Being able to turn the Shang Kingdom into a pure land in troubled times, Li Xian has become a saint in Yuan Lin's mind!
If you are not a saint, how can you achieve such success!
As he walked along the road, Yuan Lin counted the banknotes and suddenly realized that there were 124 yuan and 320 cents, or in other words, 124 taels of silver and 320 copper coins. This was a huge sum of money! Because even in the Shang Kingdom, 20 taels of silver was enough for an average family to use for a year.