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Chapter 367: Scholars defected, there is a long way to go

When leaving the Meihua Valley, all the subordinates were full of doubts: Didn’t the young master come to invite people on this trip? Why did the locals leave without asking for help?

However, Chen Sanlang's prestige is increasing now, and everyone dares to ask, just obey.

Chen Sanlang didn't say anything, rode on the horse, walked leisurely, preparing to return to the mining camp first, give some instructions, and then set off to return to the city.

When I came, I heard Xiaoyao Fudao mention the Shura Demon Knight, and I was finally worried. This trip to Laoshan was mainly about hiring people, but hiring people is not hiring people. The attitude of the plum blossom club has been shown. Too much entanglement is useless, and there is no need to do that at all.

When he entered the Plum Blossom Valley, he was not just wandering around, seeing people, things, and cows... As the saying goes, you can see a glimpse of the leopard, and you can vaguely know the human and life states in the valley.

After the other party looked forward and wanted to wait and see, they would let them do it. To put it bluntly, they were all old men who had already formed a set of habits for people and were difficult to change. And these people were not what Chen Sanlang wanted to use.

The plum blossom club is like a group with hundreds of people. It is unrealistic to dig them all into the city at once. So many groups of people flocking into the city will destroy some balance. Since this is the case, it is better to focus on some individuals first and pry them over. Let's take a look at the rest.

His attitude has also been clearly expressed. It depends on whether others can make up their minds and whether they will make a choice.

The mining camp is busy. Although there are not many people stationed now, several masters have received Chen Sanlang's face-to-face teaching opportunities and should develop the mining pool as soon as possible. They are very rewarded for their work, and they even have the opportunity to return to the city to become officials. This is really strange!

In the original dynasty system, craftsmen and others had low status and were quite despised. Even those with superb skills could not make it. On the contrary, merchants who were also not at the same level could be prosperous after having money, and even bought official hats to wear them, which was very glorious.

Now Chen Sanlang is unconventional and values ​​craftsmen. They are naturally happy and are full of enthusiasm for doing things, so they don’t have to drive them away.

Geng Quan, who is in charge of the company, is already 65 years old this year, but now he is doing things with great strength and is much more flexible than some young people.

When Chen Sanlang saw it, he nodded secretly.

"Young Master, are you going to return to the city?"

Geng Quan came over and asked.

"Well, let's leave the matter here to you."

Geng Quan hurriedly said, "Don't worry, young master, we will do our best and dare not make any mistakes."

Chen Sanlang encouraged a few more words and set off for the mountain. When he arrived at the intersection of the mountain, he saw a man standing there with straight body, his clothes were simple, and he only carried a burden. Isn’t that Guo Jinshi?

Chen Sanlang seemed to have expected it, not surprising at all, so he turned over and dismounted.

Then Guo Chu quickly stepped forward and bowed and bowed: "Guo Chu is here to see the young master!"

Since you have made up your mind to go out of the valley, your title should of course not be ambiguous.

Chen Sanlang supported him and said with a smile: "It is a blessing for Laoshan to be willing to come out of the mountain."

Guo Chu's tone was firm: "Guo Chu was disabled and weak, and he was favored by the young master, which was a blessing."

After some greetings, Chen Sanlang asked a knight to take Guo Chu with him, whip the horse, and gallop back to Laoshan Mansion.

...

The Laoshan Prefecture Office was very busy when the public entered and moved in and out.

In the public room, Zhou Fencao put down his pen and reached out to rub his forehead. A feeling of fatigue surged into his heart unstoppable.

Last night, a lot of copywriting had to be processed, and almost turned white, so I lay down on the table and slept. I didn’t sleep for long, and I woke up in about an hour and continued to work.

"Brother Zhou, drink porridge first."

Song Zhiyuan came, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and the porridge noodles were steaming hot.

Zhou Fencao quickly took over and complained: "How dare Brother Song do this?"

Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I'll do it." He paused: "Dividao, you've stayed up late again. This is not good for your health, so I have to tell the young master."

Zhou Fen Cao Gang took a sip of porridge and hurriedly said, "This is my duty, why should I complain to the young master? If it weren't for him, we wouldn't know where we were and what we would live."

Song Zhiyuan was silent, but understood that what Zhou Fencao said was very reasonable. Needless to say, if there was no one to save him, he would not be able to get out of Nanyang Mansion. Next, his beloved daughter had to marry into the Yuan family, and I don’t know how many grievances he would suffer; but he was afraid that he would have to whisper to do things for the Yuan family, worried and full of resentment, and not be happy at all...

Although he is in a foreign land, he lives a down-to-earth life, and the young master knows people and takes good care of himself, and has a generous personality... The most important thing is that his love for his daughter has long been tied to the young master. He has to take such a daughter as a pearl in his hand. He has to make a fool of himself. After all, time is ruthless and his daughter is not young anymore.

Zhou Fencao said again: "Zhiyuan, don't you have to have any spare time now? When we were in Nanyang, we were idle for a long time and were almost rusted. Now we are just filling it up."

Nowadays, all educational matters inside and outside Laoshan Prefecture are under the responsibility of Song Zhiyuan, and the workload is also very huge.

There are different counties in the prefecture, one prefecture and six counties, which can be imagined. Moreover, Laoshan Prefecture, which has suffered a catastrophe, is in ruins. The prefecture, the county schools, and the private schools below have been destroyed and all need to be established again and recruited teachers and students, with a long way to go.

The Shura Demon Sect has extreme doctrines, rejects Taoism and Buddhism, and hates Confucianism. Therefore, wherever they go, they destroy the school and slaughter the Master students who dare to resist, which is very destructive.

After Song Zhiyuan entered the city, he felt heartbroken when he saw this and cried. He was indifferent and had no intention of fighting between officials and was willing to teach and educate people. He took this as his lifelong ambition. After being appointed by Chen Sanlang, he immediately devoted himself to restoring the system of the school.

In Jing County, he mainly helped Chen Sanlang to be responsible for the clan education, which was quite leisurely. However, the clan education and the clan education were simply incomparable, and the scale was countless times larger. Moreover, when the prefecture education was fully restored, he had to go to the county town to work as a county school.

He couldn't be busy with many affairs even if he was doing it day and night. In this situation, no one was much better than Zhou Fen Cao's illness.

The two of them didn't think about anything now, just hoped that Chen Sanlang's trip to Laoshan would be smooth sailing and could bring back a few more celebrities and hermits. In that case, the burden would be shared without being so tired. Moreover, there were many people who could do things, and the division of labor and cooperation was greatly improved.

As the two were talking, the door knocked on the door and reported that Chen Sanlang had returned to the city.

The two were overjoyed when they heard this. Zhou Fencao porridge stopped eating. He put the bowl and walked out quickly. Song Zhiyuan hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Fencao and wait, I will tell you that when you meet someone later, you must leave a few for me, and you can't use them all..."

Before people can see it, they think about how to distribute it.

There is no way, talent is rare, it’s impossible not to grab it!
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