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

Zhou Hanjiang was unwilling to leave, and Yu Zhengqing was not a pushover.

He clapped his hands twice, and immediately two palace soldiers came trotting in, grabbed Zhou Hanjiang's arms, lifted him up and ran out.

“Yu Zhengqing!” Zhou Hanjiang’s legs were hanging in the air, his voice almost breaking as he shouted: “How dare you treat me like this! Hurry, hurry and let me go! I will not go back to the government office with you!”

Although it was a holiday today, the school was not closed. There were still students and teachers in groups of three or four inside. They were holding oil-paper umbrellas and looking at this side in surprise and suspicion.

On one side was the mountain chief whom they revered.

On the other side is the official in charge of the entire Liuyang Prefecture.

"How about..." A student pulled his companion and turned his back, "Let's just pretend we didn't see anything. Anyway, there are many students in the prefectural school, and the headmaster doesn't know us."

......

After all, Zhou Hanjiang was not carried to the government office.

In the carriage, he and Yu Zhengqing sat at each end, looking at each other in silence.

He quietly moved his toes.

"You dare to run." Yu Zhengqing lifted the curtain and pointed at the driver outside and said, "He dares to kick you down."

The driver's back stiffened.

Zhou Hanjiang's old face turned red with anger. "Yu Zhengqing, before you asked me to recruit female students in the prefectural school, I gave in. Now there are dozens of female students in the prefectural school. But don't be too pushy! You want me to go to Tongan County to take charge, which is like putting me on a pedestal and roasting me on fire!"

"Take charge of Tongan County?" Yu Zhengqing only found it funny and raised his eyelids slightly. "Do you think Tongan County needs you to take charge? Among the twelve counties in the prefecture, three of the county schools are headmasters of your disciples. How did you teach them? Why were they able to surpass others and take the position of county school headmaster? Don't you know?"

Yu Zhengqing put it bluntly.

Zhou Hanjiang, who had no wife or children, had a hobby of collecting rare books. In other words, when he was young, he used all his wife's money to buy books, so his collection of books far exceeded that of his peers.

Given his talent and willingness to work hard, it is not surprising that Zhou Hanjiang became the principal of the provincial school.

It is not surprising that he could teach several county school principals.

"You are the beneficiary of the literati's essence." Yu Zhengqing looked straight at Zhou Hanjiang, "That's why you stand on the opposite side of Tongan County. You are afraid of being scolded by those pedantic literati. You are afraid of becoming the target of public criticism, afraid that they will say that you are not worthy of the essence of our ancestors."

Zhou Hanjiang just opened his mouth when Yu Zhengqing said, "So you are selfish, and they are selfish too. I am willing to come and invite you personally, not because I am afraid that you will not come, and not because I am worried that you will interfere."

"What is that?" Zhou Hanjiang asked.

"I think you should stand on the same side as us." Yu Zhengqing said, "You said you didn't want to recruit female students, but you specially built a women's dormitory in the prefectural school. You said women are the most pretentious and troublesome, but you secretly sent a letter to your friends and invited the first female teacher for them. You said it's difficult for women to pass the imperial examinations, but you don't allow them to read "Female Instructions" and "Female Training" in the prefectural school..."

Before Yu Zhengqing finished speaking, Zhou Hanjiang whispered, "What's so interesting about those crappy books..."

Yu Zhengqing laughed, "Yes, those are lousy books, but there are no lousy books in the books that Tongan County wants to print. Later, the children in the prefectural school, county school, and private schools can read whatever they want. Why don't you want them to?"

After the words were spoken, the carriage fell into silence for a long time.

Zhou Hanjiang looked down at his dirty sleeves, and after a long while he said, "Master Yu, actually what you said before was wrong. I am not selfish, and I am not afraid of being scolded by others."

Yu Zhengqing frowned slightly.

Before, he felt that Zhou Hanjiang was a little strange.

From the very beginning, Zhou Hanjiang was unwilling to conspire with them and kept scolding them, saying that they were "wasting the essence".

But apart from talking more and speaking more harshly, he did not take any action.

He did not write a letter to the disciples of the Ren County Schoolmaster to ask them to take sides, nor did he stop himself from restructuring the bookstore, nor did he disclose the matter to the outside of Liuyang Prefecture.

So what is Zhou Hanjiang trying to do?

How can I scold them?

Zhou Hanjiang sighed, "Master Yu, do you know who my master is?"

Yu Zhengqing looked at him in confusion, "You were taught by Lay Buddhist Liu Dong, weren't you? Although Lay Buddhist has passed away, the people in Liu Dong's school are all devoted to studying and rarely care about worldly affairs. How could they oppose you?"

Moreover, Liu Dong's group is very open-minded. Even if they can't support the printing house this time, they will definitely not oppose it.

Zhou Hanjiang shook his head. "Actually... apart from Teacher Liu Dong, I have another mentor. On the surface, I didn't become his disciple, but in my early years, I received a lot of favors from him. It can be said that without him, I wouldn't be who I am today."

There is indeed something behind this.

Yu Zhengqing asked: "Who are you talking about?"

"The late...Gadeber."

Yu Zhengqing's heart sank.

Although Lord Gadberg has passed away, his title has been inherited by his descendants. Today, Lord Gadberg is narrow-minded and considers himself the leader of literati. He has always been at odds with Yu Shizhang, who is recognized as the "leader of literati".

The other party was jealous of Yu Shizhang and was eager to "behead him".

If Tongan Seal Studio came into being, Gadber...might be the first person to jump out and oppose it.

But for Zhou Hanjiang today, it is difficult to repay the favor of the former Lord Jiade, and he is naturally unable to confront the current Lord Jiade head-on.

Serving a teacher is like serving your father.

He didn't care how others scolded him, but he was afraid that Gadber would complain to his mentor, causing his mentor to sleep in the grave.

Just as the carriage was about to arrive at the government office, the rain started to get heavier, hitting the roof of the carriage with a patter, making Zhou Hanjiang feel extremely confused.

Yu Zhengqing had met Xian Jiadebo several times.

The other person had a dignified look, but his words and actions were extremely gentle, which could be described as "the character of a scholar".

He suddenly thought: "If Singardbert were still alive, do you think he would oppose you?"

"I don't know." Zhou Hanjiang shook his head. "Such a shocking thing has never been done before. When the teacher was alive, he never showed such an idea, so I... have no way to verify it."

Now that he has passed away, he doesn't know what his mentor would think, but he knows that his mentor's son, the current Lord Gadber, would definitely strongly oppose this matter.

Filial piety is the first of all virtues, and being filial to your teacher is also filial.

But foolish filial piety...

Is it filial piety?

Zhou Hanjiang said he didn't know, but his heart was actually shaken.

He slowly leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and murmured, "Let me think about it again."

Yu Zhengqing looked at his dirty beard and handed him a handkerchief. "I already know your difficulties. If you still don't want to agree this time, then in the future... I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, a smile appeared on his face.

He wanted to let the old man feel what it meant to retreat in order to advance!