Chapter 330

"Can ordinary people get titles?"

In zhujiacun, Zhu Wuliu raised his head and asked the reporter who came to read the newspaper.

"Well, his highness in the newspaper made it clear that as long as people who have made great contributions to Qingzhou can get titles, and there will be hereditary land relative to titles. The lowest County man is 300 mu of hereditary farmland, and the government has no right to recover these lands in the future, which is basically equal to private territory."

It was reporter Jiang who came to zhujiacun to read the newspaper. When he read the news, he was very excited and wanted to do a big job.

After all, this title is really attractive. Once you get a title, it will not only be a great honor, but also mean that you will have a rich life in the future.

Zhu Wuliu's saliva is all left. He has basically completed 7788 of the road sections contracted by him in Qingzhou. During this period of time, he also has time to listen to the newspaper.

"If you continue to read about reporters, how can we common people get the title?"

"this is not simple, for example, you Zhu Wuliu, unless you can feed 5000 horses, you can get the title of County man." The reporter said with a smile.

"Five thousand!" Zhu Wu Liu spat out his tongue, "the horse policy of Qingzhou stipulates that one family should raise a fine horse. How can we get these 5000 horses?"

"So you need to make a great contribution. Do you think you can become a county man by picking up a dung ball on the roadside?" Reporter Jiang shook his head. "Of course, it's just a metaphor. If you can be outstanding in a certain industry, you still want to get a title. You can't raise horses, you can raise chickens and ducks."

"Ha ha ha..."

The villagers burst into laughter.

Then reporter Jiang told the specific rewards one by one, and the people nodded frequently, thinking about where they could contribute.

In addition to zhujiacun, the discussion about titles in Qingzhou City is more intense.

At Bowen college, a group of students gathered around and trembled with excitement.

Although they have been admitted to Bowen college, they are not interested in learning all kinds of strange knowledge, let alone making efforts to do research and invention.

It can be said that in Bowen college, they are just muddling around, and after graduation, they expect to be assigned to a department in Qingzhou.

Like them, most of the students hold this idea. In the past ten years, they studied hard just to enter the official career. This strong idea has not been eliminated.

Even if Xiao Ming launched the money reward system last time, it was not enough for them, because pretending to be lofty was a common fault of many scholars.

But now it's different. People don't know what this title is. They know very well that it belongs to the title of royal family and noble in Dayu state.

Scholars become officials for the sake of prosperity and glory. Now this title is just to their taste.

In their eyes, a bright road was born, which was not better than the imperial examination.

"Brother Wentao, you said that your hot air balloon needs an experimental passenger, didn't you?"

In the canteen of Bowen college, a student put down the newspaper and stared at Lin Wentao.

Lin Wentao, who was thinking about how to provide continuous heat to the balloon, turned his head dully and said casually, "yes, but it may kill people."

"It doesn't matter. Let me come. For the sake of Qingzhou and your highness, I will die without regret." The scholar grabbed Lin Wentao's hand.

Lin Wentao is obsessed with his hot air balloon these days, but he doesn't have time to read newspapers and doesn't know what happened.

He turned his head and saw the physics students sitting around staring at him. It was very strange.

Without waiting for him to speak, other students roared: "let the future, I am fat, not afraid to fall."

"My skin is rough and my flesh is thick. I fell off the tree when I was a child. Let me do it." Cried another.

"Let me do it."

“……”

Chamber of Commerce.

The merchant who came to buy the goods had forgotten about the purchase. Instead, he got together in twos and threes and said excitedly with a newspaper in his hand.

"Your Highness is as wise and powerful as Yao and shun. I didn't expect that our merchants would have such a day."

Outside the chamber of Commerce, Ding Wulang said with a smile.

"The status of our merchants has always been the lowest. Your highness is generous. He has not only raised the status of the merchants in Qingzhou, but now we have a share in this title." Dai Zixing was very excited.

"fortunately, the two of us joined the Qingzhou household registration as soon as possible, otherwise there would be no such good thing." At this moment, Ding Wu suddenly felt that his father was really far sighted.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the hope that in his dream, he would get the title of honor and would not be discriminated by others.

Dai Zixing nodded frequently. Ding Wu also contracted a section of road in Qingzhou City and bought a lot of cement pipes from him. It was only after two years that he met.

"Your Highness has taken care of us so much. We should live up to your Highness's good intentions and do our part for the business of Qingzhou in the future." Dai Zixing seems to have said unintentionally.Ding Wu's expression was stiff.

Although Dai Zixing's words were unintentional, they pierced his heart. Ding Wanquan was his own father and a man of the king of Wei.

Now he suddenly worried that he would be involved in some unnecessary things, because his goal now is to manage his own industry in Qingzhou. Now he has another one, to get a title, and to live gloriously in Qingzhou.

In pingjiafang in the southeast corner of Qingzhou, Cao Zhengyang is directing his subordinates to move their luggage to the courtyard.

This is the house he just bought in Qingzhou. This is where he lives in Qingzhou.

Just then, a housekeeper came up in a hurry and handed him a newspaper.

Cao Zhengyang glanced at the headline of the newspaper and was surprised. He looked down again, and his face became complicated.

"This visit to Qingzhou may be the most correct choice for the Cao family. The king of Qi seems to be deeply influenced by the Western priest. In this way, our Cao family will be like a fish in water. The prosperity of Western business can not be realized in Qingzhou."

Cao Zhengyang holds the newspaper in his hand, and his eyes are full of inexplicable wild hope.

"If so, I need to report back to my father and strongly support the king of Qi. I must guide the king of Qi to learn from the West. In this way, our Cao family can be passed down from generation to generation like a Western business family

To make this decision, Cao Zhengyang immediately wrote a letter to the housekeeper 800 Li to rush to Lin'an. At the same time, he also stuffed the Qingzhou newspaper into the envelope. With the Qingzhou newspaper as evidence, he believed that his father would be more determined to transfer the Cao family's industry to Qingzhou.

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