Surprise! I emptied the emperor's private treasury before exile

"Monkey, run! Let Erniu see that you can kill him just by running."

"Erniu, trip him! See how the monkey can run away."

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The two people fighting were fighting fiercely, and the people who were cheering on the side were not much less aggressive, and the scene was in chaos for a while.

The internal strife had already begun before the matter had even begun. The village chief was furious: "Stop it! If you continue to fight, I will make sure all your efforts are in vain!"

No one wanted to bear such a consequence, so even if they were angry, Erniu and Monkey had to stop, and those who had been making the most noise began to back away.

However, even a fool could see the unconvinced look on his face.

The village chief looked at the situation helplessly, coughed lightly, and said, "No matter how much you quarrel, it's useless to me. The young lady of the Fan family hasn't come up with a plan yet."

"Ah, village chief. Catching wild boars is not your business!" The tone was as annoying as it could be.

The village chief turned around and saw that it was the famous big mouth Wang Po in the village. It was this person who spread the news about the Fan family's seedling cultivation to other villages. The village chief was even more angry.

"How about you go to the Fan family and ask them. Can I, as the head of the village, take care of it?"

The angry village chief forgot that Wang Po was just a young and inexperienced person. Others might be concerned about the village chief's status, but Wang Po replied directly: "Just ask if you want to."

After saying that, she turned around and ran towards the Fan family.

Seeing this, the village chief wanted to slap himself twice. Why was he so rude? But he had to stop her and said, "Stop her quickly——"

Unfortunately, the villagers thought that Chu Ci would make the final decision, so they all turned a deaf ear and dumb.

Some people even deliberately pulled the wrong person to prevent the village chief and his family from catching up with Wang Po, almost pulling the village chief down;

There was also a person who was running well, but his legs suddenly tripped over each other, and this person happened to stand in front of the village chief.

When the village chief arrived at the gate of the Fan family after many twists and turns, he learned that Chu Ci was transplanting rice in the field and Wang Po had already arrived.

What else can the village chief do? He can only keep running!

The village chief thought that when he rushed over, he would see the villagers making trouble for Chu Ci for their own interests, but what he saw was Wang Po learning how to transplant rice seedlings from Chu Ci with a meek face.

He rubbed his eyes, and rubbed them again. "What on earth is going on?"

The village chief felt that ever since the young lady of the Fan family came to Jingtian Village, the people in the village had become somewhat unfamiliar to him.

Cao Kuan, who had been following Chu Ci, could not bear to watch any longer, so he walked over to the village chief and explained, "The young lady told Wang Po that according to her method, one acre of land can produce at least 300 kilograms of rice."

"Three hundred kilograms?" The village chief thought subconsciously. If one mu of land could produce three hundred kilograms, who would be willing to go to the mountains and risk their lives!

Isn't the young lady of the Fan family contradicting herself? Why is that?

The village chief was confused, but Cao Kuan understood a little: "Village chief, the young lady is a truly kind and benevolent person. Whether it is rice planting or taming wild boars, it is all for the purpose of making life better in Jingtian Village."

The village chief didn't believe it, but that didn't stop him from admiring Chu Ci. He saw the right moment, rushed to Chu Ci's side and said, "Madam, the villagers have different opinions on going up the mountain, I'm afraid you have to make the decision."

Chu Ci stood up and said, "Mo Yan, go back and bring the plan and selection criteria that the young master made last night to the village chief."

Mo Yan's face flushed instantly, "Madam, the eldest master went to the county town. I, I can't read."

Chu Ci was stunned when he heard this, and he blamed himself in his heart. Why do you always apply the standards of your previous life to this world?

She sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I was negligent. Let's set up an enlightenment class starting tonight. As for the teacher, for now... I'll see who is free. Do you think this is okay?"

"Set up an introductory class just for us?" Mo Yan didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to learn to read, and he was so excited that he almost cried out.

Chu Ci understood that Mo Yan had misunderstood her meaning. She was not as great as he thought. So he explained, "Not really. Grandpa wants to open a private school. Just think of it as adding popularity to the private school. Besides, if you can read, won't I be the one who benefits in the end?"

Chu Ci spoke so calmly, but Mo Yan was deeply moved.

All the village chief was thinking about was that the Fan family was going to open a private school, and their Jingtian Village would also have a private school in the future!

Thinking of what Cao Kuan said, the village chief plucked up the courage to ask tentatively: "Madam, can the children in the village go to this enlightenment class?"

Chu Ci thought for a moment and said, "If you don't mind, you can come. After all, it's at night, and if the child wants to come, at least someone needs to accompany him. In addition, there is one thing I need to explain in advance. The enlightenment class only teaches people to recognize words. As for the books for the imperial examination, they will not teach them."

"Then how much is the tuition?" Although the village chief felt that Chu Ci was truly kind and righteous, it was better to ask some things in advance.

"It's free. Just let our kids play with it." Chu Ci didn't know that even teaching simple reading would be very expensive in that era.

"Really, really?" The village chief's voice trembled as he asked.

Chu Ci really didn't get the village chief's excitement, so he could only emphasize again, "The introductory class only teaches you to recognize words. To write, you just make a few gestures on the sand table, and you don't even need paper and pen."

Unexpectedly, the village chief became even more excited: "Knowing how to read is good, knowing how to read is enough. I will go and inform everyone now."

The village chief was sneaky and changed the concept. Mo Yan frowned when he heard it. "Young Madam, is this really okay?"

Chu Ci had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, "It doesn't matter, at worst, Madam, I will go into battle myself."

Mo Yan had no choice but to shut his mouth. He secretly decided in his heart that he would explain the village chief's little plan to the young master when he returned.

So, just as Fan Jingrui was returning from the county town with the fifth prince, he heard a shocking piece of news: "Madam, you want to run an enlightenment class? You want to be a teacher?"

"Is it not possible?" In Chu Ci's opinion, popularizing culture is the most basic thing. It is really incomprehensible that he would ask again and again for such a small matter.

Fan Jingrui looked at his wife with clear eyes, and he couldn't say the three words "no".

After a long time, Fan Jingrui finally came up with a compromise: "If you want to do it, just go to the private school. I will inform Grandpa. You can rest assured about Jingxian and the others, madam."

Chu Ci realized belatedly that she seemed to have misunderstood something again, but she wanted to know Fan Jingrui's attitude more: "Husband, what if I really want to be a master? Is it not possible?"

Chu Ci emphasized the word "no".