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

Shen Zheng gave an expression that said "you know that too".

"My Lord, academic training is the foundation of the county school. You and everyone else know exactly what kind of person I am. Even if it is necessary to gild someone's reputation in some cases, for the county school, I still want the children to be down-to-earth, just like studying, and not follow these formalities."

She looked at Li Hongmao and the students and said seriously, "I know how much you love me. I have always known it. This hairpin on my head is my most precious hairpin."

Upon hearing this, the students looked towards the side of her head. The silver hairpin sparkled in the sunlight, and at the end of the hairpin... were engraved the names of each of them.

In fact, this hairpin is their greatest gift.

Shen Zheng raised her hand and gently stroked the hairpin, smiling: "I know that you treat me well and hope that others can see my goodness, but in fact, these things cannot be obtained with just a few words or a few sentences."

She gave them an analogy: "When I first took office, I asked you to treat me like you do now. Can you do it?"

Diwu Tanwei held the strap of the cloth bag on his shoulder and felt his palms were slightly warm.

She also roughly saw what was inside the cloth bag.

Fruits, vegetables, pancakes and sugar cubes.

It's not just money, it can be seen everywhere, but for ordinary people, these may be saved from their food.

Even though the people of Tongan County are living a prosperous life now, who would give away their own food rations to others if they have nothing better to do?

——These things are not simple fruits and vegetables, nor are they simple pancakes and sugar cubes, but their deep respect and love for Shen Zheng.

The students hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word.

But their expressions said it all.

No one is born willing to be nice to a stranger, and "niceness" is mutual.

Diwu Tanwei pulled up the strap of his bag and said, "Actually, what Lord Shen said is not wrong..."

She spoke suddenly, causing Shen Zheng to look at her strangely.

Isn't this a fence-sitter...

"Forget it." Yu Shizhang waved his hand at her. "Hearing what you said, I feel a little petty. You girl..."

She usually looks carefree and heartless, but becomes extremely serious whenever something happens, and can make others follow her way of thinking with just a few words.

He looked at the scattered movable type on the table and sighed, "I was instigated by the boys and girls to give you a surprise. I didn't even tell Nan Shu about it because I was afraid that they were close to you and I might accidentally let it slip..."

Who would have thought that she would find out and teach him a lesson...

"It's okay if you don't write these in the school training." Yu Shizhang made a concession on behalf of the county school, "But the boy and girl, and Xiao Li all remember your kindness, you should at least let them write something down, right?"

This means you still haven't given up.

Shen Zheng's expression froze, and she asked, "Then...what to write?"

Yu Shizhang just wanted to convince her first. After all, he couldn't bear to see those disappointed little faces.

But he hasn't actually decided what to write yet.

"Why don't we write a history of the founding of our county school?" A student suggested, "According to what you said, it's not appropriate to write about these things in the school motto, but most county schools or academies have a history of their founding, just like the Liuchang Academy next door, where the history of the academy is engraved on the stone tablet together with the academy motto!"

"That's feasible! The origin of the academy should be well recorded for future generations to see. If so, our county academy has always lacked a history of its founding!"

As soon as this proposal was made, it was immediately recognized by everyone.

Even Li Hongmao and several other teachers came forward and saluted, saying, "Sir Shen, the children are right. How about we write a history of the establishment of the school, using more concise language and without exaggeration..."

They were afraid that Shen Zheng would refuse, so they emphasized that they would not brag anymore.

"So..." Shen Zheng thought for a moment, unable to say no to everyone's expectant expressions, "Then let's do as you say, but let me say this first."

She raised the straw paper in her hand and said, "Don't write these down. Just be realistic. Write down the names of the uncle, you, and this class of children. You are all witnesses of the county school, just like me. The county school also has your contribution."

Yu Shizhang suppressed his smile and said on the surface, "Why write to me? I haven't done anything..."

He has already thought about how the history of his founding should be written.

Shen Zheng turned her head aside when she heard this, and said in embarrassment: "Since the old man himself doesn't want to, then don't write him down, so as not to make him unhappy."

"You..." Yu Shizhang glared at him again.

This girl is getting bolder and bolder!

Now you dare to make fun of him!

"This..." Li Hongmao hesitated, "But the county school plaque was inscribed by the uncle, so it should be him who should have written it. Besides, students from other counties have also come here to see the uncle."

Shen Zheng looked at him. Why didn't she realize before that Li Hongmao was the one who was most accurate in flattering?

"Plaque..." She pondered for a moment, "You are right, I have not considered it carefully. Not only did the old man write a plaque for the county school, but now he is also printing books with you. It deserves a praise... no, several praises. So let's do it this way, write the old man at the front."

Yu Shizhang was unhappy when he heard this. "Go away, why are you in the front? Isn't this stealing your credit? We need to distinguish between the primary and the secondary. You came first, and then Tongan County School."

He looked at Li Hongmao and the other students and said sternly, "Don't listen to her. Write her first, and Benbo can follow. This must be done!"

"Yes! Uncle!" everyone answered in unison.

The training "farce" finally came to an end, and Shen Zheng looked at the Fifth Tanwei with gratitude.

If she hadn't come today, I would never have stepped into Yu Shizhang's yard. Fortunately, she came and reminded me of the seal shop, so I decided to come to this small yard on a whim.

Otherwise, when the training is officially released, just post it there!

She didn't know where to hide.

"There's no need to go to your yard now." Yu Shizhang snorted, lifted his robe and sat down, then called a few students and pointed at the stone table and said, "Take away all your 'pots and pans', go back and figure it out slowly, and when you're done, bring the sample here and we'll print it."

"Yes! Uncle!" The students received the order and quickly collected the straw paper and movable type on the table in batches, and then walked out of the yard in a row.

Li Hongmao led several gentlemen forward and saluted, saying, "My Lord, my Lords, I will leave now."

After they left, they closed the door considerately. Shen Zheng looked at the door and said, "What are they doing..."