I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

She didn't think much about it, gathered her clothes, and followed the head of the village to the entrance of the ancestral hall.

There was a craftsman who made stone tablets in Shangyou Village, and we wanted to ask him to carve a tablet for the three dead people.

Each stele costs 50 coins, for a total of 150 coins.

The money was all in Ji Xiaobei's hands, and every expenditure was recorded in Haixia's account.

Ji Xiaobei took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and said, "Ji Lizheng, take this tael first. When they spend money, they can withdraw it from you. They don't need to ask me for it!"

Every time they spent money on building the school, they would go to Ji Xiaobei to withdraw it, sometimes several times a day.

Ji Xiaobei is getting annoyed!

Ji Lizheng gave them a small silver ingot and asked them to set up the stone tablet.

"Bei, give the school a name, have Haixia write it, and then take it to the town to make a plaque."

Ji Lizheng said.

Ji Xiaobei thought for a moment and said, "Then let's call it Jiaojiao Charity School!"

"Okay, okay, Xiaobei's idea is still the best!"

"Yes, it is much better than the Fence School and Green Cong Academy. It has commemorative significance. The money for the school was paid by the great philanthropist Jiaojiao, so it should be called Jiaojiao Charity School."

……

An idea suddenly flashed through Ji Xiaobei's mind: to carve a stone statue of Jiaojiao in the school yard.

Isn't this how we commemorate philanthropists when they do good things?

Ji Xiaobei shared his ideas with everyone.

"But we don't know what that kindhearted person looks like. How can we carve a stone tablet? Oh no, it's a statue!"

Kiritsugu asked.

"I knew!"

Ji Xiaobei wanted to draw Jiaojiao based on his impression.

I wasted more than ten sheets of paper and still couldn't finish the drawing.

When asked to get the paper again, Haixia shook his head and refused to move.

Strait: I’m not as wasteful as you. I usually don’t want to use them.

Ji Xiaobei now misses Fu Jichang very much.

At this time, Song Laohei raised a crucial question.

"It seems that the old stonemason in Shangyou Village can only carve monuments. I've never heard that he can carve stone figures."

Ji Lizheng touched his head, it’s true.

However, my grandfather was the first to raise his hand.

"Since it is impossible to achieve, I will use my best skills to weave a kind and gentle person out of bamboo strips and put it in the school."

Grandpa Ji's eyes were sparkling.

Ji Xiaobei: Ah, the bamboo man?

Seeing Ji Xiaobei's surprised expression, Ji Lizheng said with a smile: "Your great grandfather had great skills. The baskets, sieves, bamboo baskets and so on used in our village were all learned from your great grandfather."

Ji Xiaobei: Then I will wait and see!

However, she still felt that it was a bit funny for a group of children to run into the school and bow to a bamboo man.

At this time, Aqi ran over from the east end of the village.

"Li Zheng, two people in official uniforms have entered the village, and they are specifically looking for Li Zheng Ji and Sister Xiaobei."

Aqi's face was covered with sweat.

Ji Xiaobei: Looking for me, the official looking for me?

Could it be that pointed-mouthed man?

Ji Xiaobei suddenly became furious.

The heat was unbearable these days, and coupled with her poor health, she almost forgot about her sharp tongue.

Ji Xiaobei stood up with a bang.

She strode ahead.

On the left was Ji Lizheng, on the right was Song Laohei carrying his grandfather, and behind them was a group of children watching the fun.

"What happened?" Ji Lizheng was so scared that his face turned pale.

The last time County Magistrate Shen came to the village, he didn’t ask to see Ji Lizheng. Why did he come this time and ask to see me by name?

Could it be that because the village was attacked by bandits and recovered so quickly, some people suspected something fishy was going on?

Oh my God, I hope the other villagers don’t get jealous and sue me.

As he thought about it, Ji Lizheng's legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't lift them.

"Village head, what's wrong with you?" Ji Xiaobei asked.

Ji Lizheng's face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "Xiaobei, if the officials ask later why our village was rebuilt so quickly and a new school was built, you can say that it was because you opened a handicraft shop and the villagers received wages."

Ji Xiaobei nodded.

When I walked to the martial arts training ground at the east end of the village, I saw two men in official uniforms sitting in the shade, looking around.

The villagers watched from a distance.

Seeing Ji Lizheng and Ji Xiaobei coming over, he also followed over.

Ji Lizheng: These two people are different from the one who presented the silk banner last time. They are wearing black hats...

Oh my god! This must be a high-ranking official.

Ji Xiaobei was afraid that the head of the village could not bear it, so he took the initiative to support him.

"Ji Mingliang greets the adults!" Ji Li was kneeling in front of the two people.

Two men in black hats stood up and hurriedly helped Ji Lizheng up.

"Jilizheng, please get up quickly, sit down and talk slowly!"

Ji Lizheng was helped up by two people in a daze and sat on a long bench.

"Which one is Ji Xiaobei?" asked one of the men in black gauze hats.

"I am Ji Xiaobei!" Ji Xiaobei took a step forward and bowed to the two people.

The two men stood up again, gave her a light support, and said politely, "Miss Ji, you're welcome. Sit down and talk."

Ji Xiaobei sat down next to Ji Lizheng with confidence.

The men in black gauze hats explained their purpose. They came from Anzhou and were responsible for inspecting the security work in Wei County.

It is said that during the anti-bandit campaign, the villagers of Jijia Village were resourceful and brave. They fought a desperate battle with the bandits and even spontaneously organized patrol teams.

Ji Lizheng corrected him in time: "Now it's called Ji Jiajun!"

The man in the black gauze hat smiled and said without any contempt: "Yes, Ji Jiajun, there is also a man called Ji Shitou, wait a minute, let him bring Ji Jiajun out and let us open our eyes."

Ji Li was cautious yet delighted. How did they know all this?

He looked at Ji Xiaobei uneasily.

Ji Xiaobei said, "Since you are from Anzhou, and you know that our Ji Family Army has made contributions, is there any practical reward..."

The man in the black gauze hat smiled a little wider: "Yes, of course there is. The Anzhou Tongpan has ordered that Jijiawan be exempted from taxes for five years, and will not be required to perform corvée labor or conscription!"

Ji Lizheng: What? Oh my god, there is such a good thing!

He was so frightened that he almost fell off the bench, but was caught by Ji Xiaobei.

The summer harvest has passed and there is basically no harvest in the fields.

If it weren't for the silver given by the kindhearted Jiaojiao, I'm afraid all the villagers would have to flee the famine.

People from several surrounding villages fled to escape the famine.

Because I heard that taxes are going to be levied!

When the man in black gauze hat handed the document to Ji Lizheng, he stroked the red seal and started crying.

He couldn't understand the words on it, but he recognized the account; it was the seal of the Great Northern Dynasty government.

Wushamao stood up and said to Ji Xiaobei, "Miss Xiaobei, I have something to say to you alone."

Ji Xiaobei followed the man in the black gauze hat and walked a few steps to the side.

"Miss Xiaobei, someone asked me to pass it to you!" As he said that, he took out a heavy cloth bag from his pocket and handed it to Ji Xiaobei.

Ji Xiaobei looked confused: What is that?

Apart from Jiaojiao, I don’t have any acquaintances in Anzhou!

She put it in her pocket first, then bowed to the black gauze hat and saluted...