The conscripting process went well.
The imperial court forcibly apportioned the number of people to the heads of the main city orders of each city. There are more than 400 cities. Smaller cities will have more than 10,000 people, while large cities will have 30,000 to 40,000 people.
Although there will be a little impact on the cities, the impact is not significant.
You must know that Izumo also has a population of nearly 100 million.
This is not to pull young men to fight, and the wages are sufficient, and there is little rebound from the people.
On the contrary, the salary is too generous, which makes many people doubt whether they can really get it.
As for other classes, such as scholars, wealthy households, and businessmen, they are all happy to see the success of this, and even look forward to it.
After all, after walking the road from Lancheng to Pingdu, I can see that Yun's road is no different from a country road.
In just twenty days, millions of laborers were recruited to start building the road to Izumo.
The first is the road from Pingdu to Wangjing.
After repairing, it only takes two days for a tractor and one day for a truck to travel from Pingdu to Wangjing.
In other words, with a truck, fresh seafood from the sea can be delivered to Lancheng in two and a half days.
For the people of Dayao who have difficulty eating, this is an excellent thing.
After all, as far as Ren Baqian knew, there were kelp in this world, but Izumo fishermen didn't eat it very much.
Various resources in the sea are also extremely rich.
For now, the ingredients in the sea are what Ren Baqian cares most about.
Because Ren Baqian wanted to expand the planting area of soybeans and other oil crops used as raw materials for biodiesel, it would reduce Dayao's not-so-rich farming and grazing area.
In this case the ocean is an excellent food source.
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Xiaojiang Academy.
The sound of Lang Lang's reading echoed in the academy.
The sound of those students reading has always been the old dean Ning Changqing's favorite thing to hear.
At this time, Ning Changqing, who was nearly seventy years old, was sitting in the yard with his eyes closed, listening to his favorite reading, but his brows were always furrowed.
"Dean, if this goes on like this, there is no way out." Sitting not far from him was a scholar of ancient appearance in his fifties.
"En!" The old dean responded lightly, but his eyes still did not open.
Xiaojiang Academy is one of the top five academies in Izumo. For hundreds of years, there have been many important officials who have come out of the academy.
There are two prime ministers.
There are countless officials, large and small.
Since its establishment, Xiaojiang Academy has emphasized: "For those who are good for the country, don't cultivate talents first; the way to cultivate talents is not to persuade students first."
Students entering the academy will be enrolled in various subjects according to their specialties. The curriculum advocates applying what they have learned, and advocates field trips, which is the so-called "intelligence and application".
It is even more proposed that "it is to teach economic careers and acquire economic talents."
It fits perfectly with the strong business atmosphere of Izumo.
Therefore, although Xiaojiang Academy is one of the five major academies, it is one of the two most famous.
As for the most famous, it is the Wangjing Academy based on Confucian classics.
But if it is said that students are best at practical work, it is Xiaojiang Academy.
In fact, in the eyes of many people, Xiaojiang Academy is the top of the five colleges.
It stands to reason that with such a great reputation in Xiaojiang Academy, there shouldn't be anything for the old dean to worry about.
It was the same originally.
However, the Izumo country was broken a few years ago, the emperor was captured, and the sky changed overnight.
Since then, Ning Changqing has always frowned.
Especially in the past two years, frowning has become more frequent, and Ning Changqing has become more and more old-fashioned.
Seeing it in their hearts, other people naturally knew it was not easy.
But always think of a way.
Since the Izumo country was broken, it has been several years since a student has become an official.
Dayao didn't have a big exam, and Izumo doesn't have a big exam now, so it can be said that the students' way out is cut off.
In the past, merchants and the like, students in the academy would not even take a second look.
But nowadays, most of the students from ordinary families go out of the school to work for merchants. How does this make many gentlemen in the college think
Not to mention the students in these two years are only half of the previous ones.
Many teachers in the academy saw it and were anxious in their hearts.
Another scribe sighed, knowing that in today's world, it is useless to seek the dean.
Those ancient people talked about fists, not knowledge.
It's more of just wanting to whine.
"Actually, it's not impossible!" Ning Changqing suddenly opened his eyes, but after saying this, he shook his head and closed his eyes again.
"wait!"
Scribe smiled wryly.
Really can only wait.
If there is a change of dynasty, the new emperor will definitely have to take a big exam first and fill in a large number of officials.
In addition, the big exam also has the intention of indicating that everything is over and a new dynasty has begun, and it is intended to win over literati and block the tongue of literati.
As for the Dayao court, it is not that there is no shortage of officials, on the contrary, there is an extreme shortage of officials.
It's just that those fierce ancient people don't have the slightest intention to win over the literati.
In this way, these literati are at a loss.
Let's not talk about whether they are willing to do things for the ancient people, but now they don't even have the opportunity to do things for the ancient people, and they seem to look down on them at all.
But judging from the current Huairou style of the ancient people, sooner or later they will win over the literati from Izumo.
Just have to wait.
Thinking of this, the scribe was extremely complicated.
On the one hand, Dayao is the enemy of destroying the country.
But on the other hand, now that Izumo is ruled by Dayao, the miasma of the past is gone, and the lives of ordinary people are better than before.
Just like the conscription of labor a few days ago, when Izumo was still there, I was afraid that he would become a corvee, and in the end it would be mournful again.
Moreover, the performance of the Gu Clan in the past two years is not at all like the brutal and domineering Gu Clan back then.
The two sat in the yard, each thinking about their own thoughts.
At this moment, an old man ran in quickly: "Dean, something happened!"
"What's the matter?" Ning Changqing opened his eyes. "Don't rush, speak slowly."
Ning Changqing's eyes are not cloudy like the old man's, but clear and wise.
"A few soldiers from the ancient tribe came at the door and want to see the headmaster!" the old man said with a sigh of relief.
Ning Changqing knocked on the armrest of the chair twice, then stood up and walked outside.
"Dean, do you want to inform others?" The scribe got up and followed behind, with a worried expression on his face.
The soldiers of the ancient clan came here, not knowing what to do.
"Don't disturb others." Ning Changqing waved his hand. "Not necessarily a bad thing."
After a while, Ning Changqing came to the gate of the academy. The old man didn't know the purpose of the other party's visit, so he rushed to report to the academy and threw these people outside.
Fortunately, there was no look of impatience on their faces.
"Several people, this old man is the dean here, if you are neglecting, please talk inside."
"No need, I'll give you the letter, and we'll leave after you reply." One of the women in her twenties said, wearing armor.
After finishing speaking, he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Ning Changqing.
"You guys, please wait a little longer." Ning Changqing took the letter and opened it unhurriedly. He frowned, then let go, wrinkled again, and then let go.
The scribe next to him looked at his brows, and always wanted to stretch out his fingers to smooth his brows.
"Please also report back to Prince Zhao, the old man will bring the disciples of the academy to exchange!"
"Understood!" The visitor turned and left after hearing this.
After the other party left, the middle-aged scribe asked, "Dean, what communication?"
The gully between Ning Changqing's eyebrows finally unfolded.
"Didn't I tell you to wait before? It's time!"
After Ning Changqing finished speaking, he continued: "Prince Zhao, invited students from the academy to visit Zizhu Academy for exchange! That's what it said in the letter!"