When Zhao Luoyang walked back into the house, Song Guangyan was still standing in front of the map. The Number One Scholar stared at the map carefully, wishing he could immediately compare the terrain of Taozhou with the map and verify each one.
"Senior brother."
Zhao Luoyang's voice came, and Song Guangyan came back to his senses and turned to look at his junior sister.
"Do you want to get the map?" Song Guangyan said with a bit of reluctance in his eyes, and then turned into envy of Zhao Luoyang and a little more envy and jealousy.
Once upon a time, he was the person whom his father tried his best to teach, but now it is someone else. He has known since he was a child that his father studied a lot. After studying with his father for so many years, he thought that he had surpassed him by a long way. Unexpectedly, his father showed up.
What's out there is just the tip of the iceberg.
Song Guangyan carefully concealed his emotions, and his face still showed the dignity and grace that only a champion scholar can have. This was the smile he kept for several hours before riding a horse on the street after winning the champion. No one could see through it.
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[Charm value +8]
[Charm value +16]
[Charm value +4]
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Shi Jiu said: "Don't you know that the No. 1 Scholar looks sour?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "Let me ask?" She felt that her senior brother was good at everything, but he was burdened with too much.
Song Guangyan thought that his junior sister would look away soon, but he didn't expect that her big eyes kept staring at him, as if he had money on his face.
"Senior brother."
Song Guangyan finally waited until his junior sister spoke again.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Is your face sour?"
Song Guangyan was puzzled.
Zhao Luoyang pointed at his cheek and said solemnly: "Senior brother was slapped here just now."
Song Guangyan stopped smiling.
[Charm value +32]
Zhao Luoyang showed his dimples happily, his senior brother's resentment was really not small.
"Master told me when he left just now," Zhao Luoyang said, "I can leave some things to my senior brother."
Song Guangyan nodded: "If there's anything I can do, just say it."
Zhao Luoyang frowned and hesitated.
Song Guangyan said: "Don't worry, I came to Taozhou to help."
Zhao Luoyang pursed his lips and summoned up the courage to say, "Senior brother, tell me, are there any shortcomings in what we have prepared for spring plowing?"
Song Guangyan thought about it carefully, but he didn't understand what the junior sister meant: "What are you missing? How can I help?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "Our Taozhou Fu School invites seniors to come over and give lectures when they have nothing to do. It's best to inscribe a calligraphy or write some poems."
Song Guangyan looked at Zhao Luoyang: "You mean..."
Zhao Luoyang responded: "We are short of money and manpower, so we have to exchange these with the Taozhou Fuxue." If the title of Zhuangyuanlang goes to the Taozhou Fuxue, if another poem is inscribed, the Fuxue will feel extremely honored.
Song Guangyan was silent for a long time. After he became the top scholar in high school, many academies and wealthy gentry invited him to go, but he refused them all. He studied to serve the country, how could he exchange for yellow and white things?
After he was demoted, people often caught up with him on his way out of the capital, wanting to give him this or that. When it was so difficult, he sternly refused.
But now...
Junior sister asked him to go to Taozhou Prefecture to study...
Song Guangyan said: "Just go to Taozhou Prefecture to study?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "Let's go there now."
really.
In addition to Taozhou Fuxue, I'm afraid there are also academies or... somewhere else.
Song Guangyan took a deep breath.
Zhao Luoyang said: "The government school promised to give us some money to set up a school in the village."
Well, that's a good thing.
Song Guangyan nodded: "Okay." He couldn't live in Fengxia Village for free. It would also be a good thing if he could build a school for the children in the village by selling calligraphy and poetry.
Zhao Luoyang continued: "There are no teachers in the village now. Our teacher is too old to teach the children. If you can go to the school in the city from time to time, the school will also allow us to choose some children to attend."
After Zhao Luoyang finished speaking, Shi Jiu said: "The Number One Scholar is quite calm."
In other words, her charm value is still within the tolerable range, so she won't immediately want to strangle her to death.
Zhao Luoyang said: "I still need someone to help me draw some canals. It's best to measure the land and mark it. Someone who is good at arithmetic should be able to help. Senior brother, go to the government school and academy. If you meet a suitable
People, can you ask them to come over and help?”
Song Guangyan agreed to it anyway, not less than this one.
Zhao Luoyang wanted to continue speaking, and Song Guangyan stretched out his hand: "Let me slow down for a moment."
Song Guangyan took a deep breath and thought about what else he could give in exchange for the academy. Can a painting be exchanged for ten children to attend?
Will scholars from the government school be willing to come to the village to help?
If he thought it would be a simple matter to hire someone to measure the land, he was wrong.
Every year, someone in the imperial court requests to re-measure the land, but this matter is put on hold every year. Why? Because the families of dignitaries occupy fertile land, and they only need to make some changes in the land survey book.
Now that Taozhou is measuring the fields again for spring plowing, many problems will inevitably be discovered. If his guess is correct, the government office will reissue the measurement book in the next step.
It is said that it is for the purpose of opening up wasteland, but in fact it has this meaning.
Song Guangyan suddenly felt that it would be better to stand upright in the court and hand over memorials than to do this. Starting from measuring the land, weren't they doing practical things?
"Okay," Song Guangyan said, "I'll go."
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "Thank you very much, senior brother."
Song Guangyan waved his hand: "No need to do this, it's me too..."
What should be done.
He didn't say a few words because he was afraid that his junior sister would arrange some things for him that would be unacceptable to him.
But Zhao Luoyang didn't respond, but looked at him quietly.
Song Guangyan swallowed and blushed because he was about to lie: "I... forgot."
"Then I'll leave first," Zhao Luoyang pointed to the map on the table, "This map is prepared for senior brother. Senior brother will take it to the government school. If you find someone who can help measure the land, we will discuss it with them.
, where to start measuring.”
Song Guangyan nodded: "I understand." So some of the land on the map was empty. It didn't say how much it was, nor what it was suitable for farming. He needed to measure it.
If he had known this, why would he look at the map with such reluctance?
…
Zhao Luoyang left the room, and Shi Jiu told her thoughtfully: "The charm value has just increased by 70 points."
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "I hope senior brother won't be too angry."
Shi Jiu said: "I was so angry that my face turned red just now."
Although it is a bit unkind, why doesn't Zhao Luoyang feel sad? It is very important to master Taozhou's pen and tongue, not just for measuring the land. When the incident in the village comes out and everyone knows the identity of the princess, someone needs to help
They talk.
The best penholders can be found in government schools and academies.
Senior brother probably didn't expect this level, but it doesn't matter, senior brother doesn't need to go to this level anyway.
After completing one task, Zhao Luoyang had to rush back to the village.
This morning, she saw that the test seeds had sprouted, but because she was in a hurry to come to the government office, she didn't take a closer look. If the seeds didn't sprout again, she was afraid that her mother would be beaten because she couldn't bear it.
You have to know how much firewood is burned every day in the greenhouse she built. Every time she adds firewood, there are fires in her eyes.