Miao Zhong frowned first, but saw that the person who interjected was not his entourage, nor was it the person who followed Zhou Fu to receive him.

The speaker was born with a good appearance, and looked very handsome.

And very young.

Miao Zhongxian's heart moved, swallowed back the drink that came to his mouth, and said slowly: "This son is extraordinary...... Who is it? ”

"This is a dog, I have been in Haizhou all this time, but I didn't expect to come back today!" Zhou Fu was also very surprised.

Zhou Quan has been going to Haizhou for more than a month and nearly two months, although there have been correspondence, but in the previous news, there was no mention that he would return to Diqiu recently.

"It turned out that Zhou Lang was in front, so it was better to meet than to be famous...... Okay, please take me with you to visit your school! ”

The school in Beiye, Longchuan, is a small courtyard in the compound, very close to the residential area, but a little far from the planned future industrial area.

In addition, a large area around the school has been reserved for future expansion.

Today, there are three buildings in the school, one is used for teaching, and there are only two floors; One building is for lodging, with three floors, and the other is stacked with various materials, and the second and third floors are used as dormitories. There are more than 100 people in the whole school, and there are still many empty places, but by the end of the year, Zhou Dong will bring a new batch of children, and the children in the car village will also be transferred here, and by then, the number of students here will exceed 300.

"In the school, teaching according to the progress, once a month, once every three months, the results of the big test and two small exams can be improved, can be promoted...... Nowadays there are four dormitories, and beginners start their studies in one dormitory. Zhou Quan said with a smile on the side.

"Three-way method...... No, you're rounding up? ”

"The ultimate goal is six rounds." Zhou Quan said.

His sixth grade is the sixth grade, naturally, after saving a lot of useless courses, the sixth grade here can basically be equivalent to the third year of junior high school in another life.

At present, only the best of the teenagers he brought from the Jingshi are the best people who have entered the four houses, and the number is only eight people, even Sun Cheng, who is only barely squeezed into it.

Wang Qinian is in the third house, and Li Bao ...... Don't mention it.

"I don't know which great Confucian you invited to be the mountain chief?"

"Confucian? There is no need, I can be the chief of the mountain myself. ”

Zhou Quan's words made Miao Zhongxian, who was stepping into the school, stop, and he looked at Zhou Quan in surprise: "I never thought that Zhou Lang would be a scholar." ”

Zhou Quan smiled and did not respond, with what he had learned, it was more than enough to be a scholar in this era.

After going around the school, especially after flipping through the textbooks used by the teenagers, Miao Zhongxian smiled and said: "Alas, why don't you teach the scriptures here, the curriculum is not very reasonable, Zhou Lang, if you don't dislike it, I can recommend a few great Confucians to serve as Mr. with you." ”

"I don't need a Confucian here." Zhou Quan responded indifferently.

Miao Zhongxian originally thought that Zhou Quan would thank him again and again and accept his kindness, but he didn't want Zhou Quan's response to be so blunt, and he didn't even give him the slightest face.

"If you don't read the scriptures, how can you know the books and be courteous, and how can you get ahead in the imperial examination?" Miao Zhong asked first.

Zhou Quan raised his chin slightly and pointed around: "My academy is not set up for the imperial examination, and the one I cultivate here is not a bookworm...... I want to train master craftsmen who can design new bicycles, master who can build bridges over the Yellow River with cement and steel, and farmers who can double the grain yield per mu in the Great Song Dynasty. ”

Zhou Quan's words made Miao Zhongxian's face turn blue and white.

Because in his tone, he despised the Confucian scholars of the imperial examinations such as Jinshi, and seemed to think that those craftsmen were much more useful than them.

"So...... It is a big mistake to delay the future of these students and not to be conducive to the selection of talents by the imperial court. Miao Zhongxian said reluctantly.

"If it is beneficial to the country and the people, it can be regarded as a future, can write two articles, can you recite a few lines of poetry, can you be clothing, can you be food, can you kill the enemy, can you fill the treasury?" Zhou Quan's series of questions made Miao Zhongxian stunned.

After a while, Miao Zhong snorted first, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Zhou Quan's words denied all the literati who were born in the imperial examination like them, and their existence seemed to be worthless!

No matter how thick-skinned he is and how deep his mind is, at this time, he can't stay here.

When he walked to the door, he turned his head, his face sinking like water: "Zhou Yanei, you are the enemy of the world's scholars!" ”

"I am only an enemy of those foolish people who only know how to read the dead, and if anyone thinks that he is not good for the country or the people, he may as well be hostile to me." Zhou Quan sneered: "The last person who was so hostile to me was named Xu Churen, he stirred up a civil uprising, although he wanted to die to atone for his crimes, but now the people of Xuzhou, which family does not scold him?" ”

Miao Zhong trembled slightly, and when he looked at Zhou Quan again, there was both anger and shame in his eyes.

This is to scare Xu Churen's fate and ask him to cooperate honestly, but Miao Zhongxian was afraid of this kind of scare!

Looking at Miao Zhong leaving with his guard of honor first, Zhou Fu frowned: "Deal with him, why do you have to provoke him!" ”

"It doesn't hurt to deal with it elsewhere, this school matter, we must not let these old literati stretch out their hands, this is the bottom line, if he doesn't understand this, today to install a so-called Confucian in the school, tomorrow I will adjust the curriculum of my school, cancel my arithmetic, mechanics, all day long, memorize what scriptures...... A joke, a few clichés, two upside-down articles, can cure the world? ”

was robbed by his son for a while, but Zhou Fu refuted it wordlessly, and then think about it carefully, a martial artist like him has suffered enough from the literati, and what his son said is really relieving.

However, Zhou Fu didn't want his son to be so proud in front of him.

"You've come just in time, you're running out of money!" Zhou Fu said expressionlessly.

"It's okay, I've already asked for money from Jingshi...... After the twelfth, someone from the capital will send money. ”

"Send money?" Zhou Fu said in surprise.

He knew what his son was relying on to support Ruoda's career now, or the money he borrowed from Liang Shicheng and others after mortgaging the proceeds of the bicycle. This money is also about to be spent, and the money that the cement kiln is making now is only enough to maintain the expansion of Longchuan other industries.

As for the huge stall in Haizhou, there is no income for the time being, and it can only become Zhou Quan's cornucopia after the glass kiln is moved.

"Yes, the major wealthy businessmen in Beijing, and the major wealthy families on Jingdong Road, have to come to us, Dad, entertain them in the canteen at that time, you can prepare some manpower to listen to it."

Zhou Quan's words made Zhou Fu very angry, and he always felt that his son seemed to have been pointing fingers at him, which was really a father's dignity. But it can't be helped, who let him pit his son so many times, even his current official hat has most of the credit for his son!

"Let's wait for your mother to clean you up...... By the way, Wu Yang wrote to say, are you risking your life again? Zhou Fu finally found an excuse to be able to restore his dignity as a father: "What a bold man, he didn't take his father's advice to heart, come on, come on, wait for the family law first!" ”

He hadn't gotten the white wax pole yet, Zhou Quan had already spread his legs, and in the blink of an eye, he had run away.

Miao Zhong first touched Zhou Quan's nose with ashes, and when he returned to Pengcheng, he hated it so much that his teeth itched.

The official does not repair the government, and Zhou Fu did not repair the governor's office in Diqiu, he works in the kiln most of the time, or works on the site of Longchuan Beiye. But in any case, Zhou Fu still has a yamen, and Miao Zhong is in Pengcheng first, but there is no yamen available.

His current yamen is borrowed from the Temple of Literature, and he still needs to be crowded with a group of people who have lost their family property and are unwilling to go to Diqiu. Among these people, a considerable number of them are lazy and lazy scoundrels, who look at Miao Zhongxian every day, moaning and calling for help.

What can he give!

The grain allocated by the imperial court is still on the way, and I am afraid that it may not be distributed until next year, and the food that is now relieving the victims is donated by the Liguo Ball Club and the Jingshi University Ball Club - in fact, Miao Zhong first understood that this was actually the money and grain that Zhou Quan borrowed from the owner of Liguoye. Every penny and grain of rice for these relief money and grains was stared at by the people sent by Zhou Quan, and Miao Zhongxian stretched out his hand a few times in secret, but they were all unceremoniously patted back.

Zhou Quan is the little god of wealth, which has long been circulated in the Beijing division, Miao Zhong went to Diqiu first, the purpose is to see if this little god of wealth can bring him to make a fortune together. Thousands of miles for officials only for money, come to Xuzhou, not only can not get rich, but also have to take care of those victims, what is the taste of this official?

As a result, although they happened to meet Zhou Quan, the two did not talk speculatively and broke up unhappily, although Miao Zhongxian said a strange word when he left, he didn't dare to make any action at all. Because he knows very well that he is not Xu Churen, and without Xu Churen's influence, he can only ruin Zhou Quan's reputation, and he can't call on Shilin to fight against Zhou Quan in an all-round way.

Even if he had this influence, he wouldn't dare.

Because of this, he was extremely depressed.

After taking a turn in the Confucian Temple, which temporarily served as a yamen, Miao Zhongxian really couldn't hear the cries of those lazy people, so he took a group of errands and began to patrol the surroundings. The master officials around him have not been replenished for the time being, so they have to rely on Mu Qi and others.

When they reached the east gate, they heard a loud noise, as if someone was striking stones. Miao Zhongxian was irritable in his heart, and he thought the voice was noisy, so he asked, "What's going on over there?" ”

Mu Qi smiled: "Master doesn't know, it's someone rubbing the inscription of Master Su." ”

"Su Shi's inscription?"

"Exactly, when Su Shi ruled Xu, he overcame the flood and built the Yellow House to Zhizhi, and then asked his brother Su Xianggong to do the "Yellow House Fu", which he wrote by himself, carved as a stone tablet, and stood on the side of the Yellow Building. Later, the Yuanyou party was banned, and the Xu people were afraid and sank the stone tablet into the trench. Some time ago, I heard that the imperial court couldn't help the calligraphy inscription of Su Bachelor, so the good deeds picked it up again and stood in front of the Yellow Building. In the past few days, people have come here every day to rub the inscriptions. ”

Miao Zhongxian's heart moved when he heard this, and suddenly, an idea to make a fortune came to his mind.