Wang Fu walked through the long domed corridors. These corridors had changed their appearance and became square and square. Some windows were added to all the rooms, making them brighter.

Wang Fu finally walked into the Counselor's Court.

The Advisory Council is a very good place to mediate conflicts among various ethnic groups and classes.

It is much better to quarrel here than outside. The Council model developed by Li Xian is very suitable for a complex place like Samarkand.

At least there is a place to talk, and there is someone in charge who can stand on certain values ​​and make some judgments on the matter. If it is really impossible to reconcile, then when you get out, you will fight to the death.

The Council has always been noisy, but as soon as Wang Fugu entered the Council, it immediately became quiet.

Wang Fu stood still and adjusted his mood.

When he came out of Lan Palace, Wang Fu was in a very gloomy mood.

He didn't know when Ye Xian would be impatient and want to really kill him. In order to avoid Ye Xian's fear, he never recruited those brave Oara people.

He didn't want anything to happen. The Ming Dynasty was gradually encroaching on the Hami Kingdom. Once the entrance to the Tianshan Mountains was opened, the Ming Dynasty and Samarkand would be directly connected.

He did not want the Ming Dynasty to lose Samarkand, which would be the bridgehead for the Ming Dynasty in the Western Regions and was extremely important to the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Fu stood still and looked at the Council. Over the years, he has worked hard here and worked hard here. He has watched Samarkand become better and better. This pearl has become more and more brilliant. He does not want to lose it before harvesting.

Died in Ye Xian's hands.

Wang Fu stood in front of the door and refused to enter, but everyone saw Wang Fu, and several people whispered to each other and discussed in low voices.

"Did we argue too much? Wang Zizheng's face looks so bad."

"Probably, from now on, we can just deal with the trivial matters in each of our families by ourselves. If we have to come to this kind of occasion, Wang Counselor is so busy every day and has to deal with these things. He must be dissatisfied."

"It's true. Wang Counselor is working so hard, so we'd better not trouble him too much. Wang Counselor is a big boss! It's really shameful for us to bother Wang Counselor about losing a chicken all day long."

"That's right, if Wang Zizheng gets angry and turns to others, wouldn't we be in trouble?"

"Did you have a quarrel with Dashi from Wala? You lost the quarrel, so you look so embarrassed?"

"When did Wang Zizheng lose a fight with Oala's Dashi? At Dashi's level, quarreling with Wang Zizheng is self-defeating."

"It's not going to be a fight..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

…

Wang Fu's ears and eyes were very sensitive, so he naturally heard these conversations. He walked across the oval and came to stand on the round platform in the middle. He put an hourglass on the table and said, "Let me say a few words."

"First of all, you can come to me for any small conflicts, whether it's a chicken or a bowl. Although I'm busy, handling matters of all races is my primary responsibility. You can come to me with peace of mind. I won't get bored."

"Three feet of ice does not last in a day. I don't want any tribe to have their blood flow like a river because of a chicken or a bowl."

"It's not worth it."

Wang Fu was very cautious in dealing with minor matters between different tribes. Only when he got here did he realize that there were tribal vendettas in the world where tens of thousands of people died just for a chicken.

It was originally a small conflict, but after a few words of quarrel, the fight started. The loser was full of resentment and wanted to find the place again, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

The winner is proud and continues to chase.

Especially when looking for a venue, the commotion will get bigger and bigger, which is uncontrollable.

Before Wang Fu arrived in Samarkand, the vendetta here would really result in mountains of corpses and seas of blood because of a pool, a pot, and a piece of pasture.

According to his theory of cattle and horses, herdsmen cannot allow all kinds of cattle and horses to hunt and kill all day long. Grazing in peace and contributing the value of their labor is what cattle and horses should do.

Wang Fu continued: "Second point, if there are private fights between tribes without the resolution of the Advisory Council, don't come to me. Private fights are considered treason and conspiracy. This is what I have repeatedly emphasized.

I will tell you the same thing hundreds of times, every time the Council of Ministers discusses it."

The private fight was considered a crime of treason, and the three tribes of Yi and Yi were imprisoned.

This is an extremely terrifying decree.

It is one of the sixty-four articles written in the original Magna Carta of Samarkand. Once anyone violates it, everyone will attack it.

Private fighting is the main reason for the killings among the tribes. This kind of legal robbery allows all tribes to come to the Council to talk about anything, and will not use force easily.

Wang Fu is more Legalist than Legalist.

Of course, as time goes by, as order is established, and as consensus is determined, the trivial matters between the tribes become less and less.

"The third point is that Wala Dashi and I are brothers. We had a quarrel over some things, but it was just a trivial matter."

"Okay, let's discuss politics." Wang Fu opened his memo, looked at it for a long time and said, "The first thing is to build a university hall."

"We are going to build two universities in Samarkand and Suiye City. These two schools are open to all ethnic groups. The establishment requires a lot of money and food. Lan Palace will provide 80% of it, and the remaining 20% ​​will come from Uzbek Suiye

city, and the other 10% needs to be shared equally among all ethnic groups."

"Any objections?"

The counselor of Uzbekistan immediately stood up and said: "We can pay for the school in Suiye City ourselves! No funding from Lan Palace is needed."

"Wang Counselor, we have money!"

It is possible to build a school, but the Wala people cannot pay for it.

This counselor's proposal is very interesting. Uzbek people are very rich. They herd 300,000 sheep alone and have a million-dollar horse ranch. If they are not so harsh and can raise 100,000 horses, they can form an army of about 80,000.

, with about one million people, is the largest force in the entire Samarkand except for the Oara people.

They don't want the Wala people to stretch their hands too far and control them too wide.

"I will communicate with you privately about this matter." Wang Fu said with a smile: "Does anyone have any other ideas?"

The Turkic counselor stood up and asked loudly: "What will you study after the school is built? A seminary?"

"Currently, there are Sinology and Arithmetic." Wang Fu thought for a while and said, "Do you want to study theology? If you want, it's not impossible. You can add another subject, but you will have to pay extra."

"Forget it." The Turkic man thought for a while and sat down.

This university costs more than 200,000 silver coins, and adding a subject would cost at least more than 100,000 silver coins. He couldn't afford to add more.

To Wang Fu's great surprise, the matter of Sinology had been notified in advance, but none of the counselors consulted or opposed the establishment of Sinology.

They are more worried about whether there is a teacher.

They were not opposed to Sinology, and even yearned for it. However, they did not have the conditions to study it in the past, so there was little resistance to Wang Fu's desire to open Sinology.

The people in the Council were still quarreling, and Wang Fu dealt with it until the evening, then dragged his tired body out of the gate of the Council.

He returned to his place, stretched hard, and said to the Uzbek Counselor behind him: "Moon farewell, let Lan Palace pay 80% for the Chinese Academy in Suiye City."

Yuebie is the name of this minister, which means brave and fearless.

"Wang Zizheng, we have money, we don't have to obey the Wara people!" Yue Ren is as his name suggests, he is very brave.

He didn't think that the Wala people would last long without Wang Fu. In his heart, there was no need for the Wala people to be the boss.

Wang Fu turned around and patted Yuebie's arm with a smile and said: "Yuebie, Wala has a strong army of 200,000, while Suiye City has less than 80,000 troops. Do you understand?"

"Weakness is the original sin."

Yue Bie's face turned red and she said: "The Uzbeks are all warriors! There are only... 200,000 troops in Wala."

"They are simply robbers!"

Wang Fu said earnestly: "You are still not satisfied with the robbers trying to reason with you. They insist on taking away the sheep, the horse team, your beloved wife, and your beloved children that you have worked so hard to save."

"They will slaughter your sheep to celebrate, your horses will become their war horses and trample your pastures, your wives will be insulted by them, and they will even bear children for them."

"Your children have become new bandits. They don't know who they are, and maybe they think they are Walas."

It takes twenty children of the Oara people to make one daughter. When the Oara people rob other tribes, they will leave children who don't remember anything. Whoever survives is a Oara person.

What Yue Bie couldn't accept the most was that his child was regarded as the son of his enemy, and he finally felt a little depressed.

"Are you willing to see such a situation?" Wang Fu knew that Yue Bie had been convinced by him, so he asked fiercely.

Yue Bie said loudly: "I don't want to."

Wang Fu sat on his soft cane chair and said with a smile: "Then just listen to me."

"The only things that can be taught in the Chinese School are sinology and arithmetic. What do you think the Oara people can teach?"

"So don't worry."

When Yue Bie heard this, she finally showed joy. At least while Wang Fu was still alive, the Chinese Academy in Suiye City was actually under Wang Fu's jurisdiction.

Wang Fu and Yue Bie chatted for a long time about the government affairs of Suiye City before letting Yue Bie go back to Suiye City.

He had dinner, put on a big cloak, walked out of Lan Palace, and headed towards the military camp outside the city.

The martial arts lecture hall in Samarkand was located in the Lan Palace. When Wang Fu had nothing to do in the Council of Ministers, he would go to the martial arts lecture hall to attend classes.

Every day after sunset, he would patrol the army.

Translation means to parade the military horses every day.

After reorganization, the army was organized into twelve regiments and battalions.

These twelve regiments and camps were all filled with generals and heralds who had been taught by Wang Fu.

At first, I rarely went to the martial arts lecture hall or the military camp.
To be continued...