Chapter 170: It’s Not Easy to Dig the Roots of Wang’s Wall

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What you said makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

Wang Shouzhe looked at Di Zi'an with a complicated expression, feeling somewhat sympathetic but also unable to help but sigh.

Think about what a gentle and noble gentleman Di Zian was back then? At that time, he was really full of ideals and prospects for the future, but now he has been forced by reality to change beyond recognition.

But in the final analysis, if you can live with dignity, who would want to be shameless and rogue?

Back then, Wang Shouzhe had exploited loopholes and harvested all kinds of wool for his family's livelihood~

"Your Highness, thank you for your hard work." Wang Shouzhe patted Di Zi'an on the shoulder, "Our large-scale construction depends on you. However, although I am the head of the Wang family, the entire family is not my personal property, Wang Shouzhe. I can Let you recruit talents within the Wang Clan Academy, but recruitment is recruitment, and the recruitment process must still be fair, just, and open, and must be consensual and cannot be forced to recruit."

"Don't worry, Shouzhe. I am recruiting talents, not robbing them. I will never use such crooked methods." Di Zian slapped his chest loudly, "Our court will impose strict conditions to ensure that we can Attract high-quality talents, and from then on, you will be promoted and make a fortune and reach the pinnacle of your life.”

When he said this, the emperor felt relieved and secretly happy.

Shouzhe, oh Shouzhe, you hunt geese all day long, but today you are blinded by the geese pecking you.

Hehehe~ With the conditions set by our imperial court, I dare not say that if we can catch all the high-quality graduates of this class of Higher Ethnology, or even the next ten classes, we can capture at least 80% of them.

When the time comes, if the scene is too ugly to end, I will give you Wang the bottom spot on the list of two talents~

Shouzhe, Shouzhe, don’t blame me, Wu Mingyuan, for being ruthless. There is a shortage of talents everywhere in national construction. There is really nothing I can do about it, hahahaha~

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A few days later.

To the west of Zhuwei Lake, Wang Clan Academy.

Today's Wang clan studies are mainly divided into three levels: elementary, intermediate and advanced.

Among them, elementary ethnology covers enlightenment education and primary knowledge popularization education. It seems simple, but in fact it is not simple. By the late stage of elementary ethnography, the depth of knowledge was roughly equivalent to Wang Shouzhe's first or second grade of junior high school on Earth.

It is also because of this that some of the Wang family's scumbags have been hanging around for many, many years before they graduate from elementary school with great difficulty.

As for students with foreign surnames or civilian students, there will be no similar situation, because they are all admitted by the best of the best.

The intermediate ethnic studies are very powerful. They are basically equivalent to the knowledge at the middle and high school level in Wang Shouzhe's previous life, and even cover a wider area.

After all, there are Xuanwu monks and various professional systems in this world. The basic knowledge within each professional system alone covers a very wide range.

As for higher ethnic studies, it is basically equivalent to the university in Wang Shouzhe's previous life. It is not easy to get into it, and it is even more difficult to graduate. Even for many elites who are academically top-notch, it is difficult for them not to have ten or eight years. graduate.

But as long as they can graduate from advanced ethnic studies, they can enter Wang's various industries as an intern and be quickly promoted to the middle level and become core talents.

After all, those who can graduate from advanced ethnic studies are all highly intelligent talents. Anyone who can stand alone in the future is naturally worthy of good training.

now.

On the spacious boulevard of the clan school, a Yuanshui Qinglong, which is more than half a foot tall and wearing clothes, is flying forward quickly.

This Yuanshui Qinglong is naturally Wang Lilong.

Because he has not yet reached the ninth level and cannot transform, Wang Lilong can still only show himself in the form of Yuanshui Qinglong.

However, due to the growth of cultural knowledge and mentality, she has now broken away from the elementary aesthetics of small floral skirts and small schoolbags, and has kept up with the "aesthetic" pace of the times, wearing navel-baring clothes and carrying He put on a crocodile leather bag and a pair of sunglasses on his head. When flying, his feet were surrounded by water mist, giving him a "fashionable" look.

Behind her, there was a jet black vine.

This vine is naturally Wang Zongvine.

The vines were not moving very fast, and he had just been "born" not long ago, and even with Wang Shouzhe's profound energy, he was only at the third level. Naturally, he could not keep up with Wang Lilong's speed even if he rushed slowly.

"Yeah." (Fourth sister is waiting for me.)

Wang Zongteng was already chasing Wang Lilong with the energy of eating spiritual stones. More than a dozen branch vines of different thicknesses were dancing wildly, and the small schoolbag that his mother usually sewed almost flew into the sky.

"Don't follow me." Wang Lilong looked back with dissatisfaction and glared, "I am a dragon who wants to go to a high-level clan school, and you are still a small vine studying in an elementary clan school. We are not on the same path."

Of course Wang Lilong was not happy. His father forced him to study in a higher clan, and he also had to take care of his "young" brother Zongteng. He felt even more annoyed.

Moreover, the image of this younger brother is not very good. He is similar to some kind of beast in that little picture book. If her classmates in the advanced clan school saw this, they would definitely laugh at her.

Wang Lilong, who was in adolescence, became more and more irritable as he thought about it. He immediately accelerated the water mist and flew towards the teaching building of the Higher Ethnology School, disappearing in a few breaths.

"Ea?"

Wang Zongteng was dumbfounded.

Although it has no eyes, plants do not perceive the world through their eyes. There are rich and sensitive sensory cells and sensor cells on every branch of his vines. He can even easily distinguish the temperature, smell, wind direction and other information in the air.

The fourth sister ran away, and Wang Zongteng was abandoned.

A feeling of panic arose spontaneously, and for a moment, Wang Zongteng lay pitifully on the ground, motionless.

The classmates who passed by noticed him, stopped, pointed, and whispered, but they didn't dare to get close.

"Woooooo~"

Wang Zongteng was so aggrieved that he started to cry.

The ink-black juice slid down the vines to the ground, making a hissing corrosive sound, and in the blink of an eye, large holes were etched into the bluestone floor tiles.

Just when Wang Zongteng was panicking, Wang Lilong flew back again. She pulled Wang Zongteng onto the mist and said, "Don't cry anymore. I'll take you to register for the elementary school. Just this once."

"Yeah, yeah." Wang Zongteng happily rubbed into Wang Lilong's arms and stretched out his tentacles to wrap around her tightly, as if he was afraid that his sister would run away again.

"Don't hold me in this position, it's too shameful."

"Yeah, yeah." Wang Zongteng cheered heartlessly.

Wang Lilong had no choice but to hurry up and register with Wang Zongteng when he saw a group of non-ethnic socialites coming. The leader of them was wearing a purple crown and a purple-gold robe, looking noble and heroic.

The servants behind him held up a conspicuous signboard high, which read, "Prosperity and wealth, the pinnacle of life, the imperial court's special recruitment meeting, the iron rice bowl of the public, and the protection of thousands of descendants", etc.!

Such a high-profile sign certainly attracted the attention of many ethnic studies students, and many people began to point at it or follow it to see what was going on.

As more and more ethnic studies students gathered, Wu Chengjun, the Prince of Cheng County who was in charge of recruiting, became more and more high-spirited. Behind him, the staff of the County Prince's Palace flattered him and said: "Your Highness, let's go ahead and keep every fresh graduate of the Wang family's higher ethnic studies." You can’t run away, even the next few fresh graduates can sign contracts in advance.”

"This is not possible." Prince Cheng criticized with a serious face, "It is not easy for the Wang family to train some talents. We can't kill them all. We have to open up the net and leave a few for the Wang family."

"Your Highness is very kind." The staff flattered them endlessly.

Having said that, Prince Kecheng was secretly happy. He came to recruit talents a few days ago, but was turned back by Wang Xuanwei, the deputy dean of the Wang Clan Academy. Not only were they relatives, but they had also gone on a blind date. No face is given.

Now that the head of the Shouzhe family has agreed, Prince Cheng naturally wants to show off his royal style and kill indiscriminately.

"Haha, your tone is not small." A beautiful lady with a slender and well-proportioned figure, slightly wavy shoulder-length hair, and outstanding appearance stood out from the crowd. She glanced at the exaggerated signs and said, "Prince Cheng Your Highness, you don’t think that just by relying on these impetuous conditions, you can attract the elites of our advanced ethnic studies, do you?”

"Cheng Jun has met the third lady." Prince Cheng bowed confidently and calmly, "We haven't seen each other for a few days, and the third lady has changed her hairstyle?"

This third young lady of the Wang family is not a simple person. She is really Xuanwei, the eldest queen of the royal family Zhaohe Qian Yurou. She is the third in the Xuan family and the biological sister of Wang Anye, the proud son of the family.

"I was disgusted by others a few days ago, so I changed my hairstyle to change my mood." Wang Xuanwei flipped her long wavy hair and glanced at Prince Cheng coldly, "I know my great-grandfather promised you to recruit people, but if you want to recruit, just hire , stop playing with these bells and whistles.”

"It doesn't matter if it's fancy, as long as it works." Prince Cheng said with a smile, "When Third Miss's grandfather and my father started a business together in Guilong City, the banners they put out were even more exaggerated than this. I just imitated the routines of my elders."

"Weiwei, what happened?" Wang Lilong grabbed Wang Zongteng and flew to Wang Xuanwei's side, excitedly saying, "Did someone come to our clan school to cause trouble? Don't worry, your Aunt Lilong will stand up for you. .”

"Aunt Lilong, my great-grandfather helped you re-apply for the Higher Ethnology School. It would be better for you to call me the Vice-Dean in the Ethnology School." Wang Xuanwei saluted and said in a serious and business-like tone, " His Highness Wu Chengjun is just here to recruit, not to cause trouble."

"Also, even if someone makes trouble, there will naturally be an ethnic security guard to take action. You don't have to worry about it. You can just take care of your studies."

Seeing Wang Lilong, to be honest, Wang Xuanwei was also quite troubled. Not only was Aunt Lilong senior, but she also liked to make trouble. She was finally sent away from the middle clan school, and this brought trouble to the high clan school.

"Recruiting?" Wang Lilong suddenly became excited. He glanced at Wu Chengjun and said, "This guy looks familiar. By the way, has he ever been in love with you?"

Wang Xuanwei's face turned dark: "Auntie, don't talk nonsense, it's just a blind date."

"Then why is he so bad?" Wang Lilong's heart was burning with gossip, "I think he looks pretty good, and his cultivation level is at the Purple Mansion level, so he's just so-so."

"Alas, the age gap is too big and there is a generation gap, and the level of education is a bit outrageous." Wang Xuanwei sighed, "Also, he doesn't even understand calculus, and his knowledge system can't be studied in a middle school. He also loves to read romance novels. Cheat sheet, and firmly believe in the theory that the sky is round and the earth is round... The most important thing is that he actually watches pirated copies! I really can't talk to him."

"That's a bit bad. I don't even read romance novels anymore, let alone pirated ones." Wang Lilong sighed, "If he continues like this, he won't be able to find a girlfriend."

"Isn't it?" Wang Xuanwei shook her head and said, "I also heard that he went on a blind date in Northern Zhou Kingdom some time ago and was also disliked."

Your words and my words made Prince Cheng's face turn red and white, and he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. He hurriedly defended: "I failed to go on a blind date in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, mainly because your Wang Shouye caused trouble. Besides, Luo Princess Jia has no intention of getting married at all, and this has nothing to do with whether I read the pirated copy or not."

"Look at Grandma Longgu, he can't even compete with the Seventh Old Master..." Wang Xuanwei said.

"It's indeed a bit hard to swallow." Wang Lilong agreed with a sigh of relief.

"This..." Prince Cheng was sweating profusely and couldn't stay any longer, so he quickly started recruiting. With a wave of his hand, his staff immediately took out a loudspeaker and shouted: "Everyone who is passing by, take a look, the Daqian imperial court ethnic studies recruitment fair has begun. Our preferred target is, this year we have been approved from An outstanding scholar who graduated from advanced ethnic studies."

"I have a list of this year's graduates here. The top three students, as long as they apply to join our Daqian court system, will immediately obtain the fifth-grade official position. After three years of study, they can directly serve as [acting county governor] and attack the Zifu. The Daqian court will be responsible for 50% of the resources that will impact the magical power realm and the future. Once you reach the Zifu realm, you can serve as the [acting county guard]."

This treatment is truly incredible.

Many onlookers were a little surprised. The imperial court was determined to poach people.

The staff member was so proud that with such treatment, he believed that none of the top three graduates would be able to escape, even if one of them was a descendant of the Wang family.

"Wait a minute!" Onlooker A said, "Although the treatment is very good, aren't the top three who graduated from the Advanced Ethnology School this time all great talents? They must have signed contracts in advance to get resources, right?"

"Of course we know that he is a great talent." The staff said, "It doesn't matter if we have a contract. Our Daqian court will be responsible for paying for the losses."

"Sounds interesting." A handsome young man in white clothes appeared, "But now graduates have a two-way choice. I also want to test your level. I don't want to work with a group of idiots in the future."

"Ah, isn't this Ji Siwu of the Ji family in Longzuo, one of the twenty outstanding scholars of the higher clan? I heard that he ranked among the top three in the graduation exam this time. He can be called an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs."

"The Ji clan of Longzuo is extremely ambitious. Not only does she want to speed up her attack on the fourth-rank families, but she also wants to plan for the third-rank family. If he is willing to join the Daqian court, the future of the magical power realm will be certain."

Ji Siwu! This was the key target to be recruited on the list. Prince Cheng became very energetic and said, "Please give me some advice, Mr. Ji."

"This test paper is a set of questions I selected for the Advanced Ethnology Graduation Examination." Ji Siwu handed over a few papers and said, "I'd like to trouble Your Highness and a few staff to test their skills."

"This..." Prince Cheng looked embarrassed. He still had some idea of ​​the difficulty of studying the Wang clan.

"In the 100-point system, you only need 60 points to be qualified." Ji Siwu smiled and said, "I will join the imperial court and become an official."

On the other hand, several of his staff said confidently: "It's just some simple test questions." After that, they set up the tables and chairs and looked at the test papers.

"Uh..." The staff looked at the test paper and were dumbfounded. The test paper was filled with all kinds of formulas and symbols that they couldn't understand at all. There are also some words that are understandable, but when they are put together, they are like a sacred book.

After a stick of incense passed by, they bowed their hands to Prince Cheng in great shame: "Your Highness, I am incompetent."

"Tsk." Ji Siwu took back the test paper and said with disdain, "I'm ashamed to be in the same company as you."

"Wait a minute, aren't you tempted by our good conditions?" Prince Cheng hurriedly persuaded him to stay, "If the conditions are not enough, we can still negotiate. You should know that I am not only the prince, but also the son of Emperor Zi An."

"The conditions seem to be okay." Ji Siwu sneered, "However, the conditions offered by the wealthy master are no worse than yours, and the target of the job is Princess Chuannan of the Immortal Dynasty. The work of developing Chuonan Prefecture is better than yours. It’s much better. The most important thing is, I really don’t want to work with a group of uneducated people. It’s hard for them to have unified ideas.”

Wealth? Princess Chuannan?

Prince Cheng looked frustrated and defeated. He was just Ji Siwu, nothing more. There were so many heroes.

But what Ling Chengjun Wang never expected was that the first place this year [Wang Fuqiang] directly refused the invitation, saying that he was not educated enough and wanted to enter the Wang Institute for further study...

The second place [Chen Yangkang] decided to join Changning United Group.

It didn't matter that the top three refused to join, but even the top thirty began to pick and choose Prince Cheng. After all, the top thirty were all geniuses, and because of their outstanding studies and all aspects, they had long been favored by the clan. Rewards and training for learning.

Many people feel that a career in politics may be good, but after all, it is possible to fall into the intrigue system of the officialdom and have limited development prospects. Then, they all expressed their intention to join Wang's various industries, join the militia, or accept Wang Fugui's suggestion to develop in the Immortal Dynasty.

Prince Cheng only recruited one of the top thirty geniuses, and had to pay an advance training fee of 6 million yuan for him.

Then there are the top 100 people. Most of these people are young geniuses. Although they are all graduates of advanced ethnic studies, they are much different from the talented elites in front of them. They can only be regarded as backbone talents.

For this group of talents, even if Prince Cheng is given some courage, he would not dare to let them become county guards.

Faced with ever-lowering recruitment conditions, these graduates have decided on their employment directions after careful consideration.

From the beginning to the end, Prince Cheng only recruited thirteen people, one genius and twelve little geniuses!

This made him want to cry.

His father, Dizi An, had finally won the opportunity, but he never expected that it would be so difficult to recruit talents from the high-ranking Wang family.

"Hey, what do you think of me?" Wang Lilong stepped forward to introduce himself and said with a shy face, "Although I have just entered the Higher Ethnology School, I can sign a long-term contract with you. I will go there after I graduate. For court work, you only need to be responsible for half of my food and drink expenses now."

"Just you?" Prince Cheng was so angry that he couldn't help but say, "Wang Lilong, don't think that I don't know you. How long will it take for you to graduate from the Higher Ethnology School? Besides, what we want are management elites, right? A violent dragon.”

"Ouch, ow, ow, ow, I'm so angry." Wang Lilong was so angry that he revealed his true form and transformed into a more than ten feet long Yuanshui green dragon. He opened his teeth and claws and swatted at Prince Cheng, "I told you that a dog's eyes can see a dragon. Low, I don’t think you can find a girlfriend in this life!”

Wang Zongteng was thrown aside, and his tentacles flapped: "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" (Fourth sister, come on, eat that big bad guy.)

"I am also in the middle stage of Zifu Realm. Am I still afraid of you?" Prince Cheng began to fight back.

Boom boom boom!

The higher ethnic group was in civil strife.

As soon as Wang Xuanwei held her forehead open, she suddenly felt that her head was extremely big. She really deserves to be Wang Lilong. On the first day of the Hui Clan Academy, things turned upside down. Do you really think you are the Dragon King returning?

Grandpa Wang’s new son, Grandpa Wang Zongteng, doesn’t seem to be an energy-efficient person either. He will have to deal with troubles in the future, but fortunately, it’s not up to her to take care of elementary school.

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