On this day, Shen Baiqing learned a piece of news.

Huaiyuan Academy has begun to enroll students, and Shen Baiqing is ready to take the time to go to the academy, after all, he has also made a contribution, and he also wants to see the enrollment of students.

Without alerting the teachers and students who were in class, Shen Baiqing just quietly looked at a few classrooms outside the window.

Most of the children were reading with the master, the younger ones who had a poor foundation read the Three Character Classics, and the older ones read the Analects.

The academy is filled with the sound of reading, and the children's immature voices make people feel an inexplicable joy, probably the voice of hope.

Shen Baiqing secretly picked up the window to look at the classroom, listening to the children reading inside, and inexplicably felt a little trance, how could he be like the director of high school.

There were a few naughty children who couldn't sit still, and when they saw Shen Baiqing, Shen Baiqing put her index finger to her lips in time, signaled him not to make a sound, and winked mischievously.

The child thought that she was playing with him, and immediately made a gesture of shutting up, and wanted to do something, but when the master found out, he knocked on the table with the ring ruler, and immediately became honest.

Although the academy hopes to have more children enrolled, Shen Baiqing observed that although the enrollment number is okay, these children are okay from the perspective of clothing and snacks.

Dean Wu had been following her, accompanying her to observe the academy and hearing her questions answered.

"The tuition has been reduced a lot, but there are still some families who can't even pay the bundles, so they still haven't come."

Wu Zhengwen also lamented that poverty is the original sin at any time.

"I'll figure it out." Shen Baiqing said. "If you don't go to school, you can't do it, and if you can't pay the tuition, I'll pay in advance."

Shen Baiqing thought about leaving the academy.

Walking around the nearby farmhouse, there are indeed many poor families there. In the nearby village, you can still see a few children wearing patches and running around.

These children are obviously old enough to go to the academy, but they are still running and playing in the fields.

Older children than these even do farm work at home.

Shen Baiqing stopped a few children, took out a few pieces of candy from his sleeve, spread them in his palm and told them.

"You answer me a few questions, and I'll give you these candies, okay?"

These children don't have anything good to eat all year round, so they naturally swallow their saliva and agree, they haven't eaten anything so good.

"Kids, how old are you?"

"Five!"

"Seven years old!"

“……”

"That kid, do you know that a new academy has opened in Yanzhou?"

"I know." The seven-year-old hurriedly raised his hand.

"Opened a big academy, Zhang Dazhuang and they all went to school, and no one played with us!"

Shen Baiqing nodded. "Do you want to go to school?"

"Is going to school just reading? I want to go! The talented old man in the village is very majestic! ”

"Yes, whether it's a talented old man, everyone respects him very much."

After talking nonsense, Shen Baiqing stopped them.

"Okay, I see, you take this candy and take me to your house."

When I arrived at the door of a house, there was a small farm yard tied up with a fence, and although the whole yard looked gray, it was neat.

The firewood is neatly placed next to the water tank, a fence is enclosed in the courtyard on the right, a few chickens are raised, farm tools are neatly stacked aside, and the clothes hanging on the hemp rope are more or less patched.

At a glance, it can be seen that this is a simple and poor family.

This is the home of the seven-year-old boy named Cheng Tiezhu.

The iron pillar shouted when he entered the door. "Mother, I'm back, and a guest is coming."

A woman's voice came from inside. "If you don't work and run out to play, do you pick up firewood today?"

When he came out and saw Shen Baiqing, he was stunned for a moment, this person was dressed expensively, and he was like a pearl standing in this dusty yard.

"I'm bothering Mrs., I'm Shen Baiqing from Yanzhou."

"Mrs. Hou?" Shen Baiqing is quite famous here, helping beggars, setting up porridge sheds a while ago, and donating money.

Shen Baiqing stopped her from kneeling.

"I came to ask why I didn't send my children to school."

The woman sighed. "You also saw that our family is poor and white, and we don't even have white noodles, let alone those bacon."

"Besides, Tiezhu can still help us do some work at home."

"Madame, do you want your children to do farm work all their lives, and their children and grandchildren are trapped in the land?"

Shen Baiqing looked at her moving expression and understood that she also wanted her child to go to the academy.

"I can let them study for free, as long as he can study well, and you should supervise them at home."

The woman quickly fell to her knees and thanked her vigorously.

Shen Baiqing went to the homes of many children who did not go to school to solve the problem of enrollment, and these simple people knelt down to thank her, and she stopped her knees all afternoon......

Knowledgeable people have always been respected, they can be admitted to school, even if they can write a few words, they can be regarded as learning skills, can help people write letters, copy books to make money, and it is better than their face to the loess and their backs to the sky.

After solving this matter, some of the cattle and sheep in the ranch were about to give birth, and she stayed at the ranch waiting for the delivery.

And Su Bowen and the city guard are still patrolling Yanzhou on time, although they captured the people of the four princes last time, I am afraid that there are still some escapes, or other thieves to make trouble.

Su Bowen and the city guard took a few people to inspect the city guard, looking at the re-established wine shops and teahouses in each household, and they all sighed a little.

"Yanzhou is finally getting better."

Various stalls on the street have also been set up, and there are rouge folding fans and red rock sugar gourds for sale.

Su Bowen turned his head to talk to the city guard, and turned his head to collide with a man in a blue cloth coat in front of him.

The man was obviously bumping into someone, but he was stumbled by Su Bowen's immobility like a mountain, and the bulging thing in his arms trembled.

Quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, so I'll go first."

Su Bowen responded. "Nothing."

The man hurried away.

Feeling a little strange, he turned his head to look at the figure of the man in cloth leaving, and watched him leave.

When I turned around, I saw that the ground was white.

Squatted down and rubbed it with your index finger, it was salt.

The castle guard recalled. "Something seems to have fallen out of his arms just now."

"How could he pack so much salt?"

Su Bowen decided to quietly follow over to see what was wrong and ordered his subordinates.

"I'll go over with the city guard to take a look, and you will patrol as usual, don't make a noise."

A few people should get down, and Su Bowen and the city guard followed the direction the man left.

It turned out that the more I walked, the more remote I became, and I almost reached a deserted place.

And the man stopped in front of a large courtyard, looked left and right vigilantly, and found that no one had dodged in.

Su Bowen and the city guard hid behind a tree and were not noticed by him.