"Ordinary people can also get knighthoods?"

In Zhujia Village, Zhu Wuliu raised his head and asked the reporter who came to read the newspaper. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, His Royal Highness made it clear that as long as anyone who has made significant contributions to Qingzhou can get the title, and there will be hereditary land relative to the title, this lowest-level county man is three hundred acres of hereditary land, and the government has no right to recover these lands in the future, which is basically equivalent to private territory."

It was reporter Jiang who had come to Zhujia Village at a fixed point to read the newspaper, and when he read the news, his whole body was full of enthusiasm, and he had the urge to do something big.

After all, this title is so tempting, once you get it, it will not only be a great honor, but it will also mean a rich life in the future.

Zhu Wuliu's saliva stayed, he basically completed the section of the road contracted in Qingzhou, and he was also free during this time, and he had time to listen to the newspaper.

"Reporter, if you continue to read, how should we people get knighthoods?"

"This is not simple, for example, you Zhu Wuliu, unless you can feed five thousand horses, you can get the title of county baron." The reporter said with a smile.

"Five thousand!" Zhu Wuliu stuck out his tongue, "This Qingzhou's horse policy stipulates that it is enough for a family to raise one horse, what about these five thousand horses." ”

"So you need to make a big contribution, do you think you can become a county man by picking up a random dung ball on the side of the road?" Reporter Jiang shook his head, "Of course, this is just an analogy, if you can excel in a certain industry or hope to get a knighthood, you can't raise horses, you can also raise chickens and ducks." ”

"Hahaha......"

When the villagers heard this, they burst out laughing.

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

In addition to Zhujia Village, at the same time, the discussion about the title in Qingzhou City became more intense.

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

Although they were admitted to the College of Liberal Arts, they were not interested in learning these strange knowledge at all, let alone the energy to engage in research and invention.

It can be said that they are just messing around in Bowen College, and after graduation, they are looking forward to being assigned to a certain department in Qingzhou.

Like them, most of the students have this kind of idea, and they have studied hard for the past ten years just to enter the official career, and this strong concept has not been eliminated.

Even if Xiao Ming launched a monetary reward system last time, this stimulation was far from enough for them, because pretending to be high is a common problem for many people who read.

But now it's different, the people don't know what this title is, but they know very well that in the Great Chongqing Kingdom, this is a title that belongs to the royal family and nobles.

Scholars are officials in order to soar and shine on the lintel, and now this title is simply too good for their taste.

In their eyes, a bright avenue that is not better than the imperial examination was born.

"Brother Wen Tao, you said that your hot air balloon needs a person to ride experimentally, right?"

In the cafeteria of the Bowen College, a student put down the newspaper and stared at Lin Wentao with his eyes.

Lin Wentao, who was thinking about how to provide continuous heat to the hot air balloon, turned his head sluggishly and said casually: "Yes, but this may be dead." ”

"It's okay, let me come, for the sake of Qingzhou, for His Royal Highness, I have no regrets even if I die." 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 the newspaper and doesn't know what's going on.

He turned his head and saw that the students of the Physics Academy sitting around him were staring at him very strangely.

Without waiting for him to speak, the other students shouted: "Let the future, I am fat, and I am not afraid of falling." ”

"I'm rough and thick-skinned, and it's okay to fall from a tree when I was a child, let me come." Another man shouted.

"Let me come."

“……”

Chamber of commerce.

The merchants who came to purchase goods had forgotten about the purchase at this time, but gathered together in twos and threes, and said excitedly with newspapers in their hands.

"Your Highness is wise and martial, just like Yao Shun is alive, I didn't expect us businessmen to have such a day."

Outside the Chamber of Commerce, Ding Wulang laughed.

"Shinong Industry and Commerce, the status of our merchants has always been the lowest, His Royal Highness is magnanimous, not only has improved the status of merchants in Qingzhou, but now this title also has our share." Dai Zixing was excited.

"Fortunately, the two of us joined the Qingzhou household registration early, otherwise there would be no such good thing." Ding Wu suddenly felt that his father was really far-sighted at this moment.

At this moment, he suddenly saw hope, in his dream, he would get this honorary title, and he would no longer suffer the discriminatory eyes of others.

Dai Zixing nodded frequently, Ding Wu also contracted a section of roads in Qingzhou City, and bought a lot of cement pipes from him, and it was only after the two of them that they met.

"Your Highness takes care of us so much, we must not disappoint Your Highness's good intentions, and we should be diligent and diligent in the future to do our part for Qingzhou's business." Dai Zixing said seemingly unintentionally.

Ding Wu's expression stiffened.

Although Dai Zixing's words were unintentional, they pierced his heart, Ding Wanquan was his father and a person from King Wei.

Now he is suddenly a little worried that he will be involved in some unnecessary things, because his current goal is only to work hard to run his industry in Qingzhou, and now there is another one, get a knighthood, and live gloriously in Qingzhou.

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

This is the mansion he just bought in Qingzhou, and this is where he lives in Qingzhou in the future.

At this moment, a man who looked like a butler hurried over and handed him a newspaper.

Cao Zhengyang glanced at the eye-catching headline of the newspaper and was a little surprised, and when he looked down again, his expression suddenly became complicated.

"This time coming to Qingzhou may be the most correct choice for the Cao family, King Qi seems to be deeply influenced by that Western priest, so my Cao family will not be like a fish in water, and the prosperity of Western commerce will not be realized in Qingzhou."

Cao Zhengyang held the newspaper in his hand, his eyes full of an inexplicable ambition.

"If this is the case, I need to return to my father to strongly support King Qi, and I must guide King Qi to learn from the West, so that my Cao family can be passed on from generation to generation like a Western business family, and the incense will not be extinguished."

Making this decision, Cao Zhengyang immediately wrote a letter for the housekeeper to send it to Lin'an urgently, and 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 strengthen his determination and slowly transfer the Cao family's property to Qingzhou.

(To be continued.) )