Chapter 352 Peaceful Julu? (1/2)
Chapter 352 – Peaceful Julu?
= Julu City =
Zhang Jiao watched over the military academy that Sima Fang and Te Langpu established, training a new batch of 10,000 policemen.
For years, Zhang Jiao did not make any movement or get involved in Tong's military expansion. As two tigers could not stand on the same summit, he could not stand out, or Tong's authority would be diminished.
Though he laid low in Julu as this city's governor, he exchanged words with his two brothers, who held their posts as officers under Xu Huang.
Everyone learned a lot after years of struggle and changes. Zhang Bao became skilled in footmen commanding, while Zhang Liang switched his career from a military commander to a strategist, assisting Zhang Bao and his battalion.
The three Yellow Turban founders abandoned their ideal kingdom and worked under Tong in peace.
Still, many former yellow turbans and the [Illuminati] organization that Zhang Jiao founded were planning to revive their banners.
Today as well, a group of ten people visited Zhang Jiao while he was patrolling Julu Military Academy.
”Teacher Zhang, we have troops and supplies. Won't you reestablish our army once more?”
”Yes, teacher Zhang. Getting stuck here for too long doesn't suit you. You deserve more than just a governor.”
”Master Zhang, you're Lord Zhang Tong's father. You can easily demand a better position and prestige from him. He's now the prince consort of the empress, so you should have a better noble tier.”
These bootlickers had a point. As Tong's political influences grew, he could have shared some benefits with his family members. However, Zhang Jiao refused that notion.
”When I found the Yellow Turbans, the country people are suffering from the Court's corruption. Now that my son is controlling the Court and people are happy under him, why should I create another rebel army?”
The group was taken aback by the rejection. Still, they did not give up.
”You misunderstood us, Great Teacher! We didn't hope for you to rebel. We only wish for your well-being!”
”That's correct! We hope that you can achieve what you deserve!”
Zhang Jiao shook his head.
”Julu is next to my hometown, and I've become this city's governor by my free will. This is my paradise, everyone.”
”Great Teacher … you still deserve better.”
Though Zhang Jiao wanted to curse them out loud, he turned to them and smiled.
Zhang Jiao pulled a bamboo scroll that he wrote during his free times. He gave it to these people.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
”Read this and think about what you've asked me again.”
They looked at the book in puzzled. Why did this old man give it to them?
All of them did not notice. The corner of that scroll was a hand-written, ”Way of Peace.”
”That is my thought and my interpretation of our current age and the people's troubles. If you can spread that knowledge to more people, I'm sure that your help will be more long-lasting than me getting a higher noble tier.”
In that scroll, Zhang Jiao described the modern knowledge he had learned from Tong, Te Langpu, Sima Fang, and what he had experience in this lifetime. He summarized his new ideas about how court officials should behave, and what kind of ethics and moral integrity they should have.
It was similar to Kong Ze's Confucian codex, but the Way of Peace emphasized more about the government systems and practical usage. However, the most noticeable part of this text was the new ideas, which these people would find out soon.
”G-Great Teacher, this is not what we meant.”
Zhang Jiao could read through these people like a book. They wanted promotions, but their method was wrong. Instead of working hard and proving it with their achievements, they sought a shortcut through him.
The old father shook his head in disappointment.
”I'll talk to Tong about it when he returns to Julu. All of you should leave.”
”Y-Yes, great teacher! Thank you for your time!”
Reluctantly, they left in disappointment.
As they were returning, one of them skimmed through Zhang Jiao's Way of Peace.
His feet stopped as he focused on the texts. Because of his precipitate action, his friends turned around to look at him.
”What's wrong?”
The one with the Way of Peace turned to his friends, ”Read this.”
”Huh?”
They received the scroll and read it as well.
For ten minutes, they glanced at each other, baffled by the contents.
”What's constitution laws?”
”Choosing a leader by an election? What kind of government crap is this?”
”Corporation businesses? Granting people's right to protest or criticize the government?”
”Constitutional Monarchy System? Republic and Democracy?”
Everyone looked in the eyes of others. These ideas in the scrolls were too absurd to them since they grew up in an absolute monarchy culture.