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

She said sternly, "I'll make the decision on this matter. You'll follow me to the headman's house later, and don't say anything!"

A trace of pain appeared on He Mingcheng's face.

He said, "Son can earn money by copying books. In a few months, he can save enough money for these items. When he has bought them, we can go to the headman's house."

Of course, He's mother did not agree with her statement. She put down the basket, pulled He Mingcheng out.

After the two arrived at the yard, He Mingcheng stood still, silently exerting strength on his legs.

He's mother pulled him, but failed. Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes.

"What are you doing? Come with me!"

He Mingcheng still said stubbornly:

"My sister has been wanting to eat eggs for a long time. Please don't take them away, mother. I can earn money to buy gifts for the head of the village."

When He's mother thought of her own daughter, she hesitated for a moment.

But eggs can be bought every day, but now that I have missed the opportunity to read, I don’t know when the next time will be.

She took the largest egg out of the basket, looked straight at He Mingcheng, and said in a tearful voice:

"Let's leave this egg... for Xiaomei and cook it for her tonight! You must listen to mother this time. Come with me."

He Mingcheng looked at the tears in his mother's eyes and could no longer say no.

He took a difficult step and followed He's mother to Zhang Lizheng's house.

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As soon as Zhang Lizheng opened the door, he was startled by the basket of vegetables handed to him by He's mother!

Mother He smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Zhang Lizheng, there are some vegetables grown at home in the basket. They are not worth much. Please accept them!"

When Zhang Lizheng saw the expression on He's mother's face, he knew that the basket was not just any snacks.

He lifted a corner of the cloth on the basket and looked inside.

Sure enough, it was almost the same as he had guessed!

He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one around.

When He's mother saw him like this, she was delighted. As long as Zhang Lizheng accepted these things, her son would be able to study in the county school.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lizheng's face darkened and he pushed the basket back.

"Mother Mingcheng, if you take these things back quickly, we can still have a good talk today!"

Who do they think Zhang Wenshi is!

The corrupt officials who exploit their fellow villagers?

What's more, he is just a small village head and is not even an official. It was the county magistrate who trusted them and handed the matter over to them.

If he accepted the gifts from the villagers, how could he be worthy of the county magistrate's hard work!

The county magistrate has done so many great things for the county, and if he can only see the petty profits in front of him, I'm afraid he will have no choice but to commit suicide!

When He's mother heard what Zhang Lizheng said, she looked at him in disbelief.

For a moment, she didn't know whether Zhang Lizheng really didn't want to accept gifts or he thought the gift in her hand was too small.

He Mingcheng was also surprised by what Zhang Lizheng said. He saw that the anger on Zhang Lizheng's face did not seem fake.

So the idea that one has to give gifts if one wants to study was not what Zhang Lizheng meant, but was a misunderstanding by the mother?

He suddenly felt relieved and quickly reached out to hold He's mother.

Then he bowed to Zhang Lizheng and apologized sincerely: "It was the student and my mother who misunderstood. Zhang Lizheng, please wait a moment. We will go home and come back later."

Seeing that He Mingcheng's mind worked quickly, Zhang Lizheng nodded at him and turned to walk into the house.

Then he thought of something, stood there with his back to them and said:

"Don't bring anything later. The matter of the county school was the idea of ​​the county magistrate. If you really want to thank me, it shouldn't be to me."

"I understand now. Thank you, Li Zheng."

He Mingcheng bowed again towards Zhang Lizheng's back. Even if Zhang Lizheng didn't say anything, he would still go to thank the county magistrate.

It was almost dusk when the mother and son of the He family arrived at Zhang Lizheng's house again.

Zhang Lizheng asked them to sit down in the courtyard. As soon as He's mother sat down, she asked:

"Li Zheng, if my son wants to go to the county school, what else do we need to do?"

Seeing that the mother and son were sincere and that He Mingcheng was determined to go to school, Zhang Lizheng softened his attitude a lot.

He picked up the bowl on the table, poured a glass of water for the mother and son, and said:

"When I told you about this today, you were so anxious that you ran away before I could even finish my words!"

He's mother smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer. She was indeed rude.

Zhang Lizheng continued, "Now the village is going to expand the patrol team and recruit another 60 patrol members. We will also set up checkpoints on several main roads. Anyone who wants to enter the village before the autumn harvest must register their information before they can come in."

The He family's mother and son were both stunned. What was the need for such a big fuss?

Li Zheng Zhang had been talking so much about the rice ears today that his mouth was almost dry, so he naturally didn't want to explain it to them any further.

He simply said, “So the checkpoints in our village need a person who can read and write to register. When the county school is built, this person can go to the county school if he wants.”

He deliberately linked the matter of guarding the checkpoint with the county school, just to make the people in front of him think that they had to guard the checkpoint in order to study.

Otherwise, he said that one can go to the county school whether he obeys the card or not. What should we do if this kid from the He family quits?

He Mingcheng opened his mouth wide. The autumn harvest was estimated to be more than two months away, which meant that as long as he worked for the village for two months, he could go to the county school!

He immediately nodded in agreement, fearing that someone would snatch it from him!

Zhang Lizheng looked at him so impatiently and said with a smile:

"I haven't finished speaking yet. This guard is paid the same as the patrolmen, fifty cents a day."

The mother and son of the He family both widened their eyes! Fifty cents a day! It was higher than the patrol team's wages!

He Mingcheng was a little apprehensive and declined, saying, "It's already great for me to be able to study at the county school. If I have to pay for it, I think it's a little inappropriate."

Zhang Lizheng glanced at him sideways, thinking that he had become stupid from studying too much. Why would he refuse the money that was delivered to his door?

He said, "This salary is what the county magistrate wants, and the people guarding the checkpoints do the same."

After saying this, he looked at He's mother's patched clothes and sighed:

"Take the wages the county magistrate gives you and take your family to buy new clothes."

He Mingcheng followed Zhang Lizheng's gaze and when he saw his mother's coarse linen clothes full of patches, the bitterness in his heart surged up again.

His parents and sister have suffered a lot for him.

He took a deep breath, stood up and bowed to He Lizheng.

"Thank you, young man."

Zhang Lizheng waved his hand at him and said to drive him away: "It's getting late, go back, I don't have any extra food to treat you to a meal."

Seeing that He Mingcheng still had some doubts on his face, he continued, "The matter of guarding the checkpoint will be handled in the next two days. You just need to wait for the news at home."

The mother and son stood up to say goodbye, with unstoppable joy on their faces, and He's mother kept expressing her gratitude without repeating herself.

The orange sunset glowed all over Qingyuan Village. The breeze blew past, creating waves in the green rice fields.