After receiving Meng Changqing's affirmation, Yang Zheng said happily: "This is a great thing! My wife discussed with me two days ago and said that she would send the child to Yangmen County to study.
Now that schools are opening in our county, children from other provinces are running to Yangmen County.
To be honest, I was a little worried about letting my children go there in Yangmen County, but now I feel better. ”
Yang Zheng was so excited that he asked again: "Should the school be specially built, or should we use existing vacant buildings in the county? There is also a teacher, do you have any candidates?"
"The school still has to be built, but before it is completed, let the children attend classes in the vacant rooms." Meng Changqing replied, "As for sir, first find someone in the Yamen to support you."
"Who do you think is suitable?" When Yang Zheng asked this question, he went through all the people in the yamen in his mind. Some of them can read, but they are not good enough to teach others. Only Mr. Meng Family, Yang Zheng thought of this, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Master is quite good. He is very patient in teaching us moves. He also often says that he has nothing to do, so we can let him be the teacher."
Meng Changqing looked at Yang Zheng and asked in disbelief: "Master taught you to be patient?"
"Yes." Yang Zheng nodded, "No matter what the move is, once he breaks it down, it is simple and easy to understand."
"He even broke down his moves for you?" Meng Changqing was surprised in her heart. This was not the Xi Bei she knew. Over the years, Bafang failed to understand his moves. She had been beaten many times by him. When did he teach people martial arts? Face?
Yang Zheng didn't know what Meng Changqing was thinking, so he continued to nod, "Yes."
Meng Changqing coughed twice, "No, Master Xi's handwriting is too ugly."
"Is it okay to have ugly handwriting?" Yang Zheng said, "As long as you can write and recognize it, it's fine."
"Since you want to teach, you must teach well and not mislead the children." Meng Changqing said, "I will ask Bafang and Laicai at night. If they are willing, let them take turns teaching."
The person who can make Mr. Meng roll his name is naturally not bad. Yang Zheng immediately said: "Then I will go check the children everywhere."
After Yang Zheng left, Lai rolled over the stone rolling on the ground and ran to Meng Changqing, "Mr. Meng, you should be the referee. My sister only likes to beat me."
Meng Changqing held his head and said, "I won't play anymore, silly Shitou, have fun now, you won't be happy for a few more days."
"What do you mean?" Luo Shitou didn't understand.
How could Meng Changqing be kind enough to explain to him? She was still waiting to see the joke.
Counting the number of children was very simple. Yang Zheng gave the exact number before nightfall. Meng Changqing asked him to look for tables, chairs and benches. If he couldn't find them, he would ask someone to make them fresh.
Yang Zheng was so active in handling this matter that he didn't even bother to eat dinner, so he went to Xincun to find Bai Hongfeng.
Although the county government had some idle seats and benches, they were not enough. He heard that Bai Hongfeng could do some carpentry work, so he went to find them overnight.
I bought tables, chairs and benches from him, and also shared with him the good thing about the county government’s opening of a school. “Your family, Manshan, is about the same age, so we happened to go to school together. It doesn’t matter what they learn, as long as they can write and read, it’s better than wandering around outside.” .”
Bai Hongfeng said regretfully, "My Manshan happens to be fifteen this year, which is a pity."
"What a pity. Mr. Meng always calculates his age according to his actual age. According to his calculation, the age must be reduced by one year. Your Manshan happens to be stuck at the top."
"Really!" Bai Hongfeng was surprised.
"No." Yang Zheng returned to the topic, "When will the sets of tables and stools you asked for be ready?"
"I'll do it now. It can be done in two days at most."
At the same time, Meng Changqing was also talking to Wen about the school.
Lai Cai has always been with Mr. Wen. If he wants to mobilize Lai Cai to do things, he must say hello to Mr. Wen.
"There are more children in the county. For the future, these children cannot be allowed to follow the old path of their parents. Even if they are farming, they must be literate farmers." After hearing Meng Changqing's words, Wen agreed very much. He nodded, and then said: "Anyway, I have nothing to do in the back office. If you don't find a teacher there, I can teach for a few days. Although I haven't passed the scientific examination, I can still teach children how to read."
"Mom is willing to teach!" Meng Changqing was pleasantly surprised.
Wenshi smiled and said: "As long as you allow me, I will be happy to teach."
"With my mother's talent and learning, she is more than enough to teach her children how to read and write. I couldn't be happier that you are willing to help."
Meng Changqing originally wanted Bafang and Lai Cai Lun to teach him, but unexpectedly his mother was willing. In her eyes, there was no one more suitable than Wen.
The school was still under preparation, and on April 16th, Zuo Datou came back.
He brought back the good news that the road section responsible for the camp had been repaired.
"Colonel Zhang asked you to check it out in the next two days."
Zuo Datou looked like he had lost a lot of weight. I expected that it would be difficult for him in the camp, but he could get things done, which showed his ability.
Thanks to his watching, Meng Changqing didn't spend too much money on building that road.
"I understand." Meng Changqing walked up to Zuo Datou, "Thank you for your hard work. I will give you two days off to rest, and then ask the kitchen to stew meat for you to make up for it."
Zuo Datou smiled shyly, "I'm fine. Everyone in the camp is like this. By the way, why do you want to check? I have to give Captain Zhang a reply."
"Just say, I don't know when I will go. Let him busy with his own business. The road is on the ground. I can just find time to see it myself."
"Yes!"
Now that the official road in the camp has been repaired, and the busiest time for spring planting has passed, Meng Changqing wants to continue to build the official road.
It's just that the yamen is very poor, and she really doesn't have the money to build roads.
Building official roads is the same as building yamen. The court has allocated funds, but it is often not enough, and the local government has to provide part of it. Meng Changqing does not even have this part.
She was so worried that her hair began to fall out at a young age.
Why was there not a single rich person in her Beishan County? The richest one was Qi Renli, but seeing him working hard and actively sending money in, Meng Changqing really couldn't bear to trick him.
After all, she had already lured people from the capital to Beishan County, so she might as well be a human being.
Apart from Qi Renli, she was the only one.
Thinking of the twenty kilograms of gold she brought over, she really couldn't bear to part with it. That was her ten years' salary. Thinking about it carefully, does this road have to be repaired?
It's true.
If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. Many predecessors have summarized the experience. Emperor Liang also believed in this idea and stipulated that all states and counties must have an official road. It is not counted after the construction is completed, but must be maintained from time to time.
Meng Changqing struggled for a long time and could only use gold. She lent it to the Beishan County government. When Beishan County had money, she had to get her own money back no matter what.
After figuring it out, Meng Changqing went to find Wen.
She likes to leave valuable things to Wen for safekeeping, and has been this habit for many years.
(End of chapter)