Teacher Zhong sighed, as if he had aged ten years suddenly, and answered with a heavy heart.

"The entire Zhihua Mansion no longer exists."

Xie Xianhua's breath was suffocated, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Zhihua Mansion is gone!

Zhong Lin said sadly: "Xie Xianhua, my parents, grandparents, aunt, and nephew are all gone."

Xie Xianhua didn't expect the Zhong family to be so miserable. He opened his lips and could only spit out two thin words: "My condolences."

Zhong Lin may have been suppressing his emotions all this time, but now that he was able to vent his emotions, he suddenly felt like he couldn't stop himself. He opened his mouth and burst into tears.

He was crying and talking, his face full of grief and regret.

"It's all my fault. If only I had brought my family to Qinglu Village with you, so they wouldn't have died, wuwuwu...everyone I saw along the way, I told them to come to Qinglu Village together, so that everyone

There’s no need to die, woo woo woo…”

Xie Xianhua had already raised his hand to comfort Zhong Lin, but silently put it down.

It turns out that these people were attracted because of Zhong Lin.

Xie Xianhua looked at the densely packed migrating people who couldn't see the edge, and looked at Zhong Lin who was crying until he hiccupped and his eyes were swollen like big rotten peaches, with a tangled look on his face.

Is it better to fight Zhonglin? Or is it better to fight Zhonglin?

Teacher Zhong is not as single-minded as Zhong Lin, and his experience allows him to see the core of the problem more clearly.

When he first came out of Zhihua, he was immersed in sadness and didn't know that Zhong Lin had publicized Qinglu Village all the way.

After he recovered from his grief, he suddenly discovered that a huge migration team had been organized behind them.

It was too late for him to stop it at that time...

Teacher Zhong looked at Xie Xianhua with a look of determination.

"I'm really sorry. We are the ones who caused this. Xianhua, please take me to the village chief and use my life to pay for the trouble."

Xie Xianhua looked at Teacher Zhong with complicated eyes, his lips moved, and he spoke after a while: "Teacher Zhong, Xianhua is the village chief."

Teacher Zhong: ...This is embarrassing. What should I do if my nephew accidentally screws up his students...

"Uh, well...see what I can do to make up for it..." Teacher Zhong asked dryly, but seeing his dejected appearance, he didn't feel confident at all.

Xie Xianhua's mouth twitched, things were already like this, could he still kill the uncle and nephew of the Zhong family?

He rubbed his brows and asked, "So are these people the ones who govern the Hua Mansion?"

Zhong Lin nodded twitchingly.

"hiss--"

Xie Xianhua rubbed his head with another headache.

He still remembered that Ji Juan told him that people from nearby areas would move to Qinglu Village in the near future, and the estimated number of people would be around 14,450.

Originally, he thought that these 14,000 to 50,000 were already included in the huge team in front of him, but in fact they were not included!

Xie Xianhua's face changed slightly, feeling that these people could not be raised by Qinglu Village like this.

Not to mention those who are not relatives, but if these people become accustomed to receiving aid, develop their appetites and become lazy, when Qinglu Village can no longer support them, they will have to eat up the lives of Qinglu villagers.

Ji Juan's previous approach was very good, arranging people from the gathering place to take up the duties.

As long as you work, you will have food.

But now that there are too many people, how can there be so many jobs for them?

It seems that the population of the small village has leapt forward, surpassing the population barrier of the town.

Thinking of this, Xie Xianhua suddenly felt blessed.

Town?

It’s not necessarily impossible!

After all, the construction of the village is limited, but if Qinglu Village is built as a town, not only will there be a lot of people working, but there will also be a certain degree of defense!

Now there is no wall blocking the gathering place. If you really encounter a fierce gang of gangsters, you only need to attack the gathering place several times to cause chaos!

After having an idea in his heart, Xie Xianhua changed his anxiety and his eyes sparkled.

He smiled and said to Teacher Zhong: "Teacher Zhong, the student really needs Teacher Zhong's help with something."

Because Teacher Zhong was implicated by his stupid nephew, he now felt ashamed of Xie Xianhua. When Xie Xianhua said he needed help, he didn't ask what he wanted to help and nodded in haste.

"You said, what do you want me to do?" His tone seemed to be like he could do anything he wanted.

He is so talkative that he is nothing like the black-faced teacher Zhong from Lishan Academy who is selfless and enforces discipline.

"It's like this. The students don't understand the newly migrated people. Teacher Zhong is a scholar, so he should know some people with outstanding abilities very well."

Teacher Zhong nodded. Although he didn't have many contacts with capable people in various fields, he more or less knew who they were.

When Xie Xianhua saw Teacher Zhong nodding, he immediately asked straight to the point.

"The students hope that Teacher Zhong will be responsible for finding these people. The students have something to ask them to do. In addition..."

He paused and looked at Zhong Lin, then continued: "My classmates from the academy all live in the village. I want to arrange for them to start registering these people who have migrated here."

Zhong Lin looked confused: "Registration? What to do?"

Xie Xianhua's face regained a calm look: "We need to register everyone's name, gender, what they are good at, how many people in their family, etc., and compile it into a book, and everyone should be included in it."

Zhong Lin looked at Xie Xianhua, who was calmly laying out his plans, with a dazed look on his face.

Is this the Xie Xianhua he knows?

It seemed that he had an inexplicable aura that made people afraid to look directly at him.

In fact, when the migrating people gathered behind them and rushed towards Qinglu Village together, and when the uncle sighed more and more and looked at him with disapproval.

Zhong Lin already knew that he was in big trouble!

So when he saw Xie Xianhua, he was half-hearted, half-hearted, half-hearted, and half-hearted, and he tried to hide it by crying.

Unexpectedly, Xie Xianhua did not panic, but quickly strategized.

At this moment, Zhong Lin suddenly became truly convinced of Xie Xianhua.

Even thinking about myself who was always against Xie Xianhua in the past is so childish and ridiculous.

I'm afraid a person with such a treacherous chest like Xie Xianhua has never paid attention to his provocation, right?

However, he still regarded Xie Xianhua as his opponent without knowing it...

Zhong Lin wiped away the tears on his face in a panic. He looked at Xie Xianhua and asked, "I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Xie Xianhua nodded and said to Xiao Wu: "Go and bring as many tables and chairs as you can, spread them out here, call all my classmates over, and bring pens, ink, paper and inkstones here."

Xiao Wu grinned widely, turned around and ran towards the village.

While running, Xiao Wu sighed in his heart.

Third brother Xie is still capable, so many people came to find him, it looks like a locust plague than before.

He could see that his legs were still weak.

Fortunately, fortunately, third brother Xie has a good mind and seems to have a solution if he doesn't panic or panic.

If Xie Xianhua knew what Xiao Wu and others were thinking, he would definitely say that I didn't. I was also panicking just now, okay?

But now that he is the village chief, who can he turn to for advice even if he panics?

Xie Xianhua even thought in a very dark way, whether the old village chief had received some news, and he immediately passed on the position of village chief to him as soon as he came back. Otherwise, why would he be laughing so hard that he can't even see his eyes now?

When the students from Lishan Academy heard Xiao Wu's message, they immediately rushed out of the village with pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Before they came to Qinglu Village, they originally wanted to live in a gathering place outside the village.

However, the villagers in the village were really enthusiastic and said that they were scholars and could not endure the hardships outside.

Not only did Lu Dacheng, a good house builder in the village, and a group of people work overtime to build a house for them, the villagers also brought food from home to them.

The students always felt that they deserved it. Now when they heard that Xie Xianhua said there was work for them, they all came over happily.

Xie Xianhua saw that in the procession of students, not only the students came one by one, but also the teachers of the academy, and even Chief Ye Shan, Mr. Gu, and Taifu Zhong also came.

They didn't even need help from the villagers and took turns carrying tables and chairs.

I don't see what a weak scholar is at all.

"Brother Xianhua, we are here -"

Zhu Pangpang said hello panting while carrying the table.

After Xie Xianhua hurriedly nodded to Zhu Pangpang and others, he immediately went to greet Mr. Zhong and supported Mr. Zhong.

He asked with concern: "Why are Taifu Zhong here? It's so chaotic outside. It would be bad if I bump into Taifu Zhong."

Taifu Zhong nodded happily and looked at the young scholar in front of him who was supporting him.

He was born with a talented appearance and clear eyebrows, and it was obvious that he was not a traitor in his heart.
To be continued...