Not only does he have ice cubes, but just like the monthly allowance, ice tickets are also given to the county government according to their rank, but no one else in the county seems to have such worries about him. Wu Ya, who negotiated with the thieves the most in the county, ate and drank in the government office every day. This old oilman drank some kind of Langmu wine from a thief, Wu Ya liked this wine and its strange way of drinking after going to Bairen City once, mixed with some sizzling and bubbling sour water, plus crushed ice. Sometimes a few mint leaves are added. It is said that it is very comfortable to drink it to quench your thirst. He also recommended to him many times, Wu Mingjin felt that this way of drinking, water and fire, ice and fire attack, was inevitably not in line with the way of health preservation, and he was not sensitive.

As for the classic history, it is even more terrible, Wu Mingjin thought angrily: I don't know whose official he is doing. The old man lives in the government office, and his requirements for the thief are simply on call. Before and after the saddle, the horse was busy. The thieves went to Nanbao to open a mine, and the history of the official took the official Z Road, and he was busy before and after the saddle, saying that he would do the paperwork and the land deed.

Why didn't you work so hard in the past! Wu Mingjin thought resentfully. Judging from the fact that the scholars have recently become more and more relaxed about their food and clothing, and that every "week" -- this is the way the thieves calculate -- they have to go to Dongmen City, it is not bad that money can make ghosts grind.

The county's priest, Wang Ci, is the most upright master. Wu Mingjin didn't expect that he would also go to the thief for help. Now the hundreds of acres of school land outside the West Gate have changed hands. He secretly looked at the city wall a few times - Xuetian's appearance changed greatly, which made him happy and worried, happy that he had the heart to help Lingao's Wenqi, but he couldn't come up with the money. Now that the school has undergone this rectification, the funds for the county school have been settled. The worry is that the thief Kao has this hand, and he will inevitably go to the scholars.

Wu Mingjin didn't care much about the thoughts of the common people with mud legs. Although he also knew that "the people are noble and the king is light", "water can carry a boat and can overturn a boat", "the people's hearts are back", but the attitude of the scholars is what he is most worried about. Although the ancients did not have a clear "ideological" theory, they still understood the basic truth. So he's been worried about it.

Wu Mingjin hasn't read too many historical books, but he has always seen the likes of Zizhi Tongjian. But if there is a rebellion, once a scholar is in the toilet, the scourge of poison will rise a hundredfold and a thousand times more than a few mud legs.

Since ancient times, there have been many examples of people who have been thieves in the toilet. It is said that there are quite a few people who read in the wigs - what a sweep! Wu Mingjin suddenly became vigilant - could this Wang Sect not be able to withstand the temptation of the thief? That's a big deal! Lingao is a small county, and there are only 30 students in the county......

Wu Mingjin couldn't think about it anymore, Xiucai was a thief, and this dynasty didn't seem to have set this precedent. Thinking of this, he was restless, and hurriedly ordered someone to find the king's teaching.

The king was coming into the city from outside the west gate—groaning from time to time along the way.

He is going to hang filial piety. One of the county's "attached school" students had just died. As a division commander, this is a must-go. Fortunately, the Australian road is well repaired now, and the family is not far from the main road, and it only took one day to come and go. In the past, I had to go back to the county the next morning.

Although the road was easy to walk, Wang Ci's mood was very heavy. The student who died was only in his early forties. When he went to mourn, the deceased left a pair of orphans and widows who were very pitiful, and the family's family was very poor - it turned out that it was just a private school and a few children to study to make a living. The county's anointing money has not been paid for many years - if he can be compensated with money and rice, maybe he will not die.

Here in Lingao, the original literary tone is weak, so another one died, although the quota is empty, naturally someone will be admitted to the substitute, but there are not many people in this county......

Generally speaking, in ancient times, anyone who embarked on the road of studying and taking exams would not be in a state of abject poverty, and in the countryside, at least he had to be a middle peasant or above. However, as soon as a person reads a book, the family loses a strong laborer, and if the family does not have a large population, or encounters some three disasters and six diseases, it is easy to fall into a state of poverty.

There are many scholars in Lingao County who are not in a good economic state. Not only are the talents poor, but the children who do not have the money to receive the anointing are even poorer, and during the last county examination, many children were quails and knots, like beggars - in addition to the talents who want relief, the children are the roots and seedlings of the scholars, and they also have to be subsidized.

Naturally, the county couldn't come up with the money, and the gentry's donations were almost used, and there were too many times to talk to them, and Wang Ci really didn't have the face to go again. It seems that only after the autumn harvest and the autumn grain in the field will come down, and the money and rice will be more. Wang Ci thought.

Walking outside the west gate of the county seat, when he saw the newly renovated School Grange, he would mutter—was his step right or wrong?

In terms of the situation in the field, the appearance of this school field is the most beautiful time since Wang Ci took up his post in Lingao, with green seedlings, neat ridges and canals, newly built fences in the garden and pumpkin flowers in full bloom entwined on it, this beautiful pastoral scenery he has never seen in the school field - only large barren fields and half-dead crops.

But then look at the road that was simply built to the west gate, and the fortress-like house that had just risen outside the city gate, which was built by the Australians for the tenants of Xuetian. The house is very well repaired - it is actually a brick house! Wang Ci went in several times, and there were drying grounds, toilets, livestock sheds, and wells, and all the living facilities were not only available, but also the layout was reasonable, and the convenience of use was unprecedented for him. Of course, it is not only tenants who live in it, but also people such as long-term workers who have been collected by Australians from the mainland in batches, and they are also farming and learning fields.

Although Wang Ci couldn't see anything wrong, he always felt uneasy when he saw this small village standing in a new shape less than half a mile from the city gate.

Just thinking about it, I met Lu Da on the road, and saw that the tenant Zhuang Tou of the school field was pushing a brand new trolley walking on the Xinpu Haode machine farming road, and the cart was loaded with two large wooden barrels with lids. There was an indescribable smell from afar, a bit like dung, but much more pungent.

Seeing the Wang Jiao coming over, Lu Da hurriedly stopped the car, stood respectfully on the side of the road and shouted: "Master Wang." ”

Wang Ci originally had nothing to say to such a mud leg, but he wanted to inquire about the movements of the Australians, so he smiled and said, "Okay, are you sending dung to the ground?" ”

"If you go back to the master, this is not dung, it's ammonia." Lu Da said.

"Anshui?"

"Yes, it was transported from Bopu and used to fertilize the fields, which is said to be better than dung and urine and bean cakes."

"So?" Wang Ci is no longer surprised by the novelty of the Australians. I think it's their novelty again.

"How's the crop?"

"Very good!" Lu Da smiled on his face, "I have been planting for decades, and I have never seen such haode crops!" God! ”

Lu Da talked about many new things about Australian farming with great interest, some of which Wang Ci had heard of, and some of which he had not. He listened with great interest to the whims of the Australians and their new and quirky gadgets. Sometimes curious, sometimes surprised by the grandeur of their work.

Wang Ci vaguely felt that the strength of Australians was not only that there were many "kit kat and lewd skills" that he didn't understand, but also that they were executed and courageous.

Hundreds of acres of school fields, said to be transformed, the land turned up, all the canals rebuilt. In just one month, Xuetian's appearance was completely new - he estimated that if the county came to do it, even if there was plenty of money and food, Wu Daling would be in charge himself, and he would not be able to do it in half a year. As for the road under his feet, it was even more unthinkable.

Not only dare to do it, but also can do it. This made Wang Ci feel sincere admiration.

"It's useless to be a scholar!" This sentence suddenly flashed in his mind. Whether it is himself, Wu Daling, or anyone in the county who has a reputation, who is not a person who is full of poetry and books, and who is familiar with the four books and five classics? There are many things to be done in Weishenme County, but the problems to be solved have never been done? The problem of Guangtian has been in his hands for seven or eight years, and he just can't think about it; The bandits and roads in the county, Wu Daling repeatedly summoned the gentry to solve them, but they did not solve them.

As soon as the Australians came, it seemed that a typhoon had blown, and in an instant, it all swept everything clean.

The first to open up the atmosphere. Wang Ci sighed. He already had a hunch that what the Australians were doing in Lingao would not be just in Lingao.

Wang Ci inquired about the internal affairs of Xuetianzhuang, and Lu Da said that the tenants in Xuetian, children under the age of 13 were sent to school, and the food and accommodation were all provided by Australians, not only three meals a day, but also clothes, quilts, shoes and other daily necessities were all provided by them. The child basically just goes with his bare butt and mouth open.

"What?!" Wang Ci exclaimed, "Are they running a school? ”

This greatly stimulated Wang Ci's nerves. As the top leader of the education department of Lingao County in Daming, he worries about the county school every day, and this Australian actually runs a school quietly - listening to the tone of the road, it seems that it is doing very well!

"Yes," Lu Da looked at him strangely, "Master, you don't know?" The two little monkey cubs have been reading for months. ”(！

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