Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Seeing that Shen Zheng seemed to be lost in her memories, Xu Zhubu did not make any move to disturb her.

After a while, Shen Zheng came back to her senses, rubbed her hot eyes, and said to him, "Let's go."

Xu Zhubu nodded, his face as usual, holding the cloth and following behind Shen Zheng, only to hear Shen Zheng say: "Besides being strict, does that old student have other merits?"

Advantages, Xu Zhubu thought for a moment and said: "Because he is just a student, his knowledge is not particularly outstanding. He knows a little bit in all aspects, not very well, but at least he is comprehensive. If you want to talk about his special features..."

Xu Zhubu paused, "What he hates most is people who bully the weak and humiliate others' families, for example..."

Shen Zheng laughed, "For example, Fang Ziyan who was fooled before?"

Fang Ziyan, that silly kid, was confused in the past, and now he is being listed as a negative example.

Xu Zhubu also laughed, "That's right. Also, he actually opened a private school in Liuyang Prefecture... uh, not very formal."

"Not very formal?" Shen Zheng asked, "How is it informal?"

"He helps take care of the children of the neighbors." Xu Zhubu said, "He doesn't charge money for taking care of the children, but only some rice, flour, grain and oil. But he doesn't force the children to go every day. When the neighbors have something to do at home, they can leave the children with him."

"Isn't this just a nursery?" Shen Zheng said after being stunned for a moment.

"nursery?"

Xu Zhubu smiled, "Your Excellency is right, but the children don't like him."

"Why?" Shen Zheng asked.

"My subordinates said earlier that he is serious and doesn't know how to coax children. Children get scared when they see him and lose interest in playing. This is one reason."

"What about the second?"

"The second is that all the children sent to him, whether boys or girls, are forced to learn to read and write on a sand table. As you know, children's fingers are delicate, and they will be broken after rubbing them on the sand table for half an hour."

Shen Zheng chuckled.

"My fingers hurt, and there's a cold-faced man staring at me. It's strange that the kids will like him."

"That's right." Xu Zhubu also laughed, "Some neighbors even came to him specifically about this matter and asked him not to teach the children to write on the sand table. The children don't need to write, they can just play with him, the main thing is that there is someone watching."

"Then he will definitely not agree."

Shen Zheng felt this way inexplicably. Perhaps because of the image of her homeroom teacher, she was not afraid of or disgusted by the cold-faced man. Instead, she admired this kind of person.

He taught both boys and girls to read, and this alone showed his specialness.

Xu Zhubu immediately agreed with Shen Zheng's words.

"Not only did he disagree, the old student also said that if anyone didn't want their child to learn to write, then there was no need to send the child away. He didn't even have to earn the rice and flour."

The answer was as expected. This cold-faced gentleman seemed to gradually overlap with the black-faced head teacher in Shen Zheng's mind.

Shen Zheng knew that they couldn't be the same person.

But they may be the same kind of people, the same kind, who teach and educate, and do nothing else but care about children.

"In two days, invite these two to the county and I will take a look. If it is feasible, the Enlightenment School will open after the county school opens."

Xu Zhubu nodded, and then caught the key point in her words and asked, "Sir, when will the county school open?"

Shen Zheng estimated in her mind, "After the reward convoy leaves, notify the head of the village to come and inform the students in each village to get ready. School will start today. The teachers have been waiting for a long time."

She then asked, "Have you decided on the cook, kitchen helper, and cleaner?"

"It's settled." Xu Zhubu said. He paused and asked curiously, "I heard that several gentlemen came to challenge Li Shanchang that day. What was the result?"

When the gentlemen were competing that day, he was still in the granary handing over work to Feng Zhiyi and had not seen their papers. As they were all scholars, they were all somewhat curious about such things.

"I don't know yet. I heard from Lord Yu that the Earl of Yongning personally reviewed the article. It's just right, we should go find Lord Yu now and ask about the result."

Seeing that she was not too curious about the results of the comparison test, Xu Zhubu knew that in her heart, Chief Li was capable of winning.

While the two were talking, they found Yu Zhengqing and Yu Shizhang in the pavilion in the backyard. The father and son were whispering about something.

Shen Zheng approached and heard Yu Shizhang say:

"Ten days or half a month may be enough, but if it takes too long, Your Majesty will definitely not be willing..."

Yu Zhengqing also frowned, "You are already semi-retired now, so I'll let you have fun for two years and then return to Beijing with your son. What's the problem?"

"Alas." Yu Shizhang sighed, "You also know that there are many troublesome people in the court now. Sometimes when Your Majesty argues with them, the wind is always one-sided. If a few of us old guys are here, at least there will be someone neutral, so that Your Majesty will not appear to be isolated and helpless."

He seemed to recall some scenes, and then said: "You didn't attend the morning court, so you don't know..."

Yu Zhengqing coughed lightly when he heard this.

He complained in his heart: He didn't attend the morning court. Did he not want to attend the morning court? Could it be that...

Yu Shizhang seemed not to notice his abnormality, and continued: "Sometimes Your Majesty can't beat them, and your father winks at me, and my eyes are cramping! Tell me, can your father pretend not to see it?"

"If your father and I were to leave...oh, how pitiful."

Yu Zhengqing raised his eyebrows: You still care about His Majesty? Who will care about your son?

He still said: "My son has thought of a way, maybe it will work, would you like to listen to it?"

"What Fang - Ouch!" Yu Shizhang had just asked when he saw a figure standing behind him. He was so scared that he quickly raised his hand to touch his chest.

Yu Zhengqing was startled by his voice and turned around. When he saw that the people coming were Shen Zheng and the other person, he gave her a glare:

"It's fine if you scare me quietly, but don't scare my father into a sick state!"

Shen Zheng looked at Yu Shizhang's appearance, feeling guilty, "My Lord, I'm really sorry, I just wanted to avoid disturbing you two..."

Yu Shizhang caught his breath and didn't blame her. He waved for them to sit down.

"I was just about to talk about you, and here you are," said Yu Zhengqing.

He looked at the oil paper in Xu Zhubu's arms and asked, "For your Majesty? When will the convoy leave?"

"I'll have them set out tomorrow, taking these two pieces of cotton cloth and some rice seeds." Shen Zheng said as he peeled off the oil paper wrapped around the cotton cloth and asked Yu Zhengqing:

"Sir, please take a look with your uncle. Do the patterns of these two pieces of cotton cloth match His Majesty? Will he dislike them?"

The cotton cloth that Yu Shizhang saw in the imperial study last time was just the most basic off-white cloth.