Zhu Guoxiang said: "That is the daughter of Meng Zhao, a scholar in this village. When I am too busy, I let Meng Zhao teach on my behalf. Although the students are male and female, so far, no villager has been willing to send a girl."

"It's so hard!" Zhang Su said with emotion.

Because he saw that all the students in the classroom had no paper or pen, and were practicing calligraphy in the sand basin with bamboo branches.

After thinking about it, Zhang Su took out his money and said, "Let's buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones for the children."

Zhu Guoxiang took it with both hands: "Thank you so much, Chief Registrar, for your support."

Xiang Zhixian felt that he could not lose face, so he said to his followers: "In a few days, you will bring five guan of money... You don't have to bring money, buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and send them to Daming Village to give to Duke Yuanzhang."

Zhu Guoxiang immediately flattered: "The county lord and the chief administrator are worthy of being the parents of this county. They devote themselves to educating the people. I admire them very much."

There was another business exchange, and Zhang Su wanted to follow the tributary to the mountains to continue to inspect the situation.

Most of the people along the route are indigenous villagers. They have been developing for almost two years, and every household has a surplus of food. They are obviously richer than the new immigrants on the riverside.

Not only did they grow grain, they also learned from Zhu Guoxiang to grow mushrooms and raised some poultry as a side job.

There are fertile fields everywhere in the river valley.

Thanks to the construction of canals, crops are growing lushly on the land at the foot of the mountains far away from the river.

Xiangzhi County liked this place very much. It was the pastoral beauty idealized by literati. He couldn't help but praise: "Enter by the river, the valley suddenly opens up. There are streets and roads, chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people are happy. This is a true paradise! Who would have imagined that the two

Was it actually a den of thieves years ago?”

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Although farmers here become thieves, they have no choice but to do so. The leader of the thieves can be sent to the official, and the remaining villagers can be taught to be good."

Zhang Su looked at the villagers in the valley. They were all busy and happy, and he completely stopped thinking about tracing the hidden fields.

Just hide it, as long as the people are rich. If you really want to find out, you might even harm them.

Zhang Su couldn't help but said: "If Duke Yuanzhang is the county magistrate, he will definitely make the county rich and stable. Living in seclusion in Daming Village is really an indignity of talent."

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Prefectures and counties should levy less exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes. No matter who is the official, the people can rest and recuperate."
Chapter completed!