Wang Yan respectfully saluted, and these past few days, he had deeply felt Liu Yan’s generosity. Liu Yan was indeed righteous and generous; as long as a scholar came, he would help without hesitation, whether it was with money or effort, as long as the person was upright, Liu Yan would not be ambiguous.

And in the Late Han, among these noted scholars, although quite a few behaved badly, there were very few with poor morals, after all, those who dared to corrupt this circle were mostly eradicated.

Therefore, Chen Xi was confident in helping this group of people, knowing that they would eventually repay. These people owe you a favor, and when you need it, they will not hesitate. Simply put, if you’re afraid to die, then don’t be a scholar.

After all, the scholars of this era were defined as "their virtue is outstanding, they are proficient in Taoist arts, the kings cannot make them ministers, and they live in seclusion and not in office." They had not yet been corrupted, and this era was the last era of the Pure Stream Celebrities.

The next era in history was the Wei and Jin Dynasties, an era of elegant talk, discussion of metaphysics. Although the scholars of that era still had talent, their hearts, their Tao, no longer focused on governing the country, but on metaphysics.

After the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the spirit of scholars gradually dissipated under the Iron Cavalry of the Hu captives. Subsequently, in each subsequent era, those who could be called noted scholars became few and far between.

"Brother Wang, consider this your home for now. If you feel uneasy about it, you can assist me in surveying the earth veins," Liu Yan said under the influence of alcohol, a gleam flashing in his eyes. In these past few days, he had already understood Wang Yan’s background; this fellow had essentially inherited the ancestral teachings.

"Brother Weishuo, since we are at this point, it would indeed be disrespectful for me to decline further. I hope Brother Weishuo will teach me in the future," Wang Yan formally raised the wine goblet with both hands, drank it all in one gulp, then, slightly flushed, spoke to Liu Yan.

"Hahaha, Brother Wang is bound to display his learning," Liu Yan laughed heartily.

The Wang Family of Lelang had indeed declined, but their family learning did not scatter, and the skills had successors. The Wang Family could rise again.

Chen Xi, strolling in the camp, was completely unaware that Liu Yan had already absorbed the Wang Family of Lelang that he wanted. As a family that had produced several experts in water conservancy and geology among their ancestors, in this era where Chen Xi needed to engage in infrastructure development everywhere, it was not difficult to make a name for themselves.

Back then, Liu Yan also wanted to invite this family, as they were one of the rare families that understood both water conservancy and geology. But back then, the Wang Family had sealed their doors, and Liu Yan had no way. This time, he finally got his wish fulfilled.

"Huh, Zichuan, shouldn’t you be working on the Five-Year Plan?" Chen Xi had hardly started wandering when he was caught.

"Uh, Cao Sikong." Chen Xi glanced around, and then saw Cao Cao leaning on the fence. Soon, a slightly taller figure emerged behind Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and soon another even taller figure appeared, followed by the tallest figure.

"You’re not thinking of slacking off and sneaking out again, are you?" Liu Bei didn’t bother with Cao Cao and immediately asked, himself leaning on the fence, while Dian Wei and Xuu Chu stood bolt upright like wooden stakes behind him.

Cao Cao clicked his tongue slightly, speaking so bluntly to the chief civil official under his command in front of outsiders, wasn’t this too outrageous?

"Uh, I’m done." Chen Xi said without thinking.

"So fast?" Liu Bei was a bit skeptical, but didn’t doubt too much, as Chen Xi was indeed unusually fast when he actually worked.

On the contrary, Cao Cao looked at Chen Xi suspiciously. If he was finished, then where was his Wen Ruo? Not only Wen Ruo, but also Gong Da, Zhongde, Changwen, and a whole group of them?

"Don’t look at me like that, I’ve finished my part, but they haven’t completed theirs yet." Seeing Cao Cao’s suspicious look, Chen Xi immediately explained.

"I knew you must’ve sneaked out." Liu Bei, hearing this, spoke with a knowing expression, "Hurry up and help them finish. You’re out here alone with nothing to do."

"I can go to sleep." Chen Xi firmly disagreed with going back to work and proposed another suggestion.

"How can you waste the prime of your youth sleeping?" Liu Bei looked at Chen Xi, speechless.

"But I’ve been working all day, and going back to continue might just make me dazed." Chen Xi looked dejected, "Besides, without me, they can finish it too. I’ve already given them the outline, it’ll be ready soon."

Liu Bei shook his head speechlessly, and Cao Cao showed an odd expression, knowing long ago about Chen Xi’s laziness, but slacking off to this extent wasn’t easy.

"Forget it, forget it, go rest." Liu Bei was very lenient in managing Chen Xi, and hearing this, he couldn’t be bothered to argue, waving his hand to signal him to stop lingering around.

"Oh, then I’m off." Chen Xi turned to run, but after a couple of steps, he turned back, "By the way, I forgot to ask, how many northern Miscellaneous Hun tribes have been gathered?"

"Zilong and Zixiao have been managing this lately," Liu Bei replied, "Is there a problem?"

"There are still some tribes on the grasslands. Disperse them and migrate them inward, or integrate them into our pastures," Chen Xi said to Liu Bei.

"This task is not difficult," Liu Bei nodded, "I’ll order the soldiers in camp to handle it."

At this point, Cao Cao suddenly asked Chen Xi, "Zichuan, what are your thoughts on the Emperor? I’m quite curious about that."