Transmigrated into a corrupt female county magistrate, defied fate and changed her life in a deserte

The next day, the results of the election for the edict were posted.

In order to dispel other people's suspicions, Song Jinshu posted Hao Qiulan's test paper on the bulletin board.

Whether it was the teachers or students taking the exam, or the common people watching the fun, they all discussed the announced results.

"Why is it a woman?" Someone said with some dissatisfaction when he saw the name on the test paper.

As soon as the words fell, the man was confronted by a fierce woman: "What's wrong with being a woman? Isn't our Lord Song also a woman? Without her, would you be able to live such a good life now?"

The man was stunned, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to speak again. He just said it out of habit!

When the students saw that their county school instructor was a woman, they were filled with mixed emotions.

Although women in this dynasty could take the imperial examinations and enter officialdom, men were still the majority, especially in remote counties.

The idea of ​​favoring boys over girls is serious. Although Jingyang County is developing rapidly now, the people's thinking is still backward.

Families with some money would only give priority to boys' education.

Even with the case of Song Jinshu, it was impossible to change the people's thinking in a short period of time.

Therefore, there is no shortage of secret complaints among the crowd.

The woman's words just now made them dare not express their dissatisfaction to her face, but the worry between their brows was very obvious.

Some families even began to doubt whether such a county school could really educate their sons well?

If it really doesn't work, just spend more money to let your son study in other counties!

It’s a bit far, but it’s like killing time here.

In the crowd, Hao Qiulan and Xiao Jianqing stood under the notice and smiled at each other.

The corners of Hao Qiulan's mouth curled up slightly. She was in a very good mood and didn't care about the discussions around her at all.

She has been hearing this kind of voice since she was a child, but so what?

She can still beat many men!

Hao Qiulan looked at Xiao Jianqing with a slight smile and said, "Husband, since I won this time, you will be responsible for all the housework in the future!"

Xiao Jianqing helplessly held his forehead and smiled bitterly. Regardless of winning or losing, it seemed that he was the one doing all the housework at home, right?

But after all, this was his wife, so whatever she said was what she meant.

"Congratulations, madam. I am far behind you. I hope you will give me more guidance in the future."

Hao Qiulan was amused by his funny words: "Master Xiao, try harder next time."

The teachers of the county school also gathered together to discuss the matter. Some of them looked sad and deeply shocked.

Some people read Hao Qiulan's test paper carefully, their eyes full of admiration. It was not unfair for them to lose!

With such test papers, they would not be able to reach such a level even if they passed the imperial examination that year.

If Teacher Hao had taken the imperial examination, he would have surely passed and become a Jinshi, or even achieved higher status.

Fortunately, Lord Song only posted the top-ranked students. If he had posted their rubbish papers as well, they would have been embarrassed.

The commotion in front of the bulletin board did not escape Song Jinshu's ears. She didn't care about the people's complaints.

Once the county school is officially opened and the students' grades come out, these negative voices will naturally disappear.

As for whether Hao Qiulan would think too much about it?

Song Jinshu would not even consider it. She believed that with Hao Qiulan's personality, she would only use her actions to slap the faces of those who were not optimistic about her.

Another month has passed.

The September enrollment season has begun, and as early as seven days ago, news of enrollment for the county school and technical training college came out.

Therefore, on September 1st, there was a constant stream of people signing up.

Song Jinshu and Lu Ruoyu simply split up into two groups, one in charge of county school enrollment and the other in charge of technical training enrollment.

Considering that Lu Ruoyu had a gentle and kind personality, polite manners and talent, Song Jinshu let him preside over the county school.

The enrollment targets of technical training colleges tend to be skilled, mostly as a means of making a living, and most of the people who apply are from the lower class.

These people are children who have not received much education.

When initially choosing the site, Song Jinshu intended to create a quiet cultural street for learning, so the county school and the technical training academy were not far apart.

Song Jinshu went directly to the academy, and when he arrived, the gate of the academy was blocked by crowds of people.

Someone in the crowd recognized her and hurriedly shouted, "It's Master Song! Master Song is here! Everyone, make way!"

Following the scream, everyone consciously made way for them. Song Jinshu raised his hand to greet everyone and quickly walked through the crowd to the gate.

When Ran Chu saw Song Jinshu, her heart immediately calmed down.

There were so many people coming today, talking so much that her mouth was almost dry from explaining.

The scene was still noisy, which made her feel helpless.

"Sir, as you instructed, I have already arranged for a master, and I am just waiting for these children to sign up and take the small test."

Song Jinshu looked around and saw a simple-looking man wearing a teacher's uniform standing in the open space in the middle of the academy.

Because they were all talents recruited by Ran Chu from all over the place, their teaching experience was not as rich as those of the teachers in the county school.

Everyone had a hint of nervousness on their faces, but fortunately, after a month or two of systematic training, they were able to hold on.

There were two literate scholars sitting on each side of the academy gate, and two tables were set up.

The people below were waiting with their heads held high, each of them accompanied by a child between the ages of six and fifteen.

At a glance, there were several hundred people.

Song Jinshu observed carefully and found that most of the people here were boys, with only about ten girls scattered around.

She frowned, putting aside her chores for the moment and speaking loudly, "Today the Technical Training Academy is recruiting students. I promise that if they are successfully admitted and learn a skill, I will arrange a job for them!"

"This time, we're enrolling both men and women, 200 each! If we're full, we'll have to wait until the next session!"

There was an uproar in the crowd. There were two hundred men and two hundred women, but with so many boys present, no one could guarantee that their own son would be able to pass the exam?

Only a few families who brought baby girls had excitement on their faces. There were so few girls here, and their precious daughters would definitely be able to pass the exam!

By then, my daughter will be able to learn a skill, become self-sufficient in the future, and help her family.

Soon, someone complained, "Master Song, we have so many boys, why are we only recruiting 200? And we won't recruit any more once the quota is full. The girls' quota hasn't been filled yet, can you give the girls' quota to the boys?"

Song Jinshu's face darkened immediately, and he said firmly, "No! And I have one thing to say in advance: if your child fails the test in front of all the teachers, he will never be eligible to take the exam again!"

"What! What about my Xingwang? He's a boy!"

Ranchu rolled her eyes and shouted, "In the technical training academy, there's no distinction between boys and girls. We treat everyone equally. Once you've learned the skills, we'll all be assigned jobs!"

"Also, if you have children of appropriate age, regardless of gender, you can bring them to take the test. As long as they pass the test, they will be admitted!"