Ye Chongwen, who had been jubilant for half the night last night, finally became wilted.
It was as if the rising red sun instantly broke away all his disguises and forced him to face the cruel reality.
Chen Ping dragged Ye Chongwen into Mr. Ye's classroom.
Not long after the class started, Chen Ping discovered that Mr. Ye, who always taught seriously and was even a bit strict in class, seemed to have something wrong today.
Because Ye Chongwen fell asleep on his stomach not long after sitting down, according to past practice, he had been scolded several times, and even had a ruler drawn directly to him.
But Mr. Ye didn't seem to notice it today. He kept his face tense and worked hard to maintain the quality of his teaching.
It may be that nothing went wrong during the class, and Chen Ping was probably the only one who discovered something unusual about Mr. Ye.
Most of the other students were completely unaware and were still immersed in the ocean of arithmetic knowledge.
However, no matter how doubtful Chen Ping was, he did not dare to speak casually in class. He could only hold it in his stomach and wait for the class to end.
The more anxious you are, the more time you will find difficult.
Finally, the servant in charge of keeping time looked at the sundial and shook the copper bell with his hand.
Sure enough, when Mr. Ye heard the ringing, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, quickly put down his ruler and left in a hurry.
Chen Ping quickly picked up the dazed Ye Chongwen and chased him in the direction where Mr. Ye left.
Rushing all the way to the side entrance of the academy, I saw Mr. Ye preparing to get on the carriage and urging the coachman anxiously.
"Hurry up, I'm already an hour late, I can't delay any longer!"
Seeing his grandfather in such a hurry, Ye Chongwen, who had just woken up, was horrified and quickly stopped in front of the car.
"Grandpa, where are you going? Take me with you. At least I can help you...help you..."
Ye Chongwen was halfway through speaking, scratching his scalp in embarrassment, and finally his voice became inaudible.
It seems, seems, probably, that I can't help grandpa in any way.
Seeing the two people coming, Mr. Ye was anxious, but he could only explain in words.
It turns out that before the arithmetic class started today, Mr. Ye suddenly received an urgent letter from Magistrate Wang.
The letter said that a batch of materials for road repairs had been prepared. In order not to occupy the busy farming season that would start in the next month or so, County Magistrate Wang mobilized thousands of people early to start repairing the main road from Yongshun County to Qingsong Town. p>
Before starting work, I thought I was fully prepared and could adapt to changes even if there were difficulties.
Unexpectedly, the renovation project involved too many people and materials, and the expenditures were recorded in multiple account books, and the money was quickly dazzled.
But at this critical moment, the master claimed he was sick and recuperating, handed over all the account books, went home and lay down, almost making Wang Zhixian so angry that he vomited blood.
To put it bluntly, when everything is smoothed out, I will not be lenient.
"It's nothing to worry about what Magistrate Wang is waiting for. The key is that once the work starts, we must not give up halfway, otherwise there will be no way to make up for the wasted materials and money."
"As your husband, I have to finish class even if the sky falls. But during this time, I don't know what kind of mess the accounts over there are!"
As soon as he mentioned this matter, Mr. Ye became anxious and angry, wishing he could quickly put on his wings and fly over.
Seeing that he couldn't help, Ye Chongwen had no choice but to worry.
But Chen Ping said: "I will go with the teacher!"
Seeing Chen Ping volunteering to help him deal with it, Mr. Ye felt very relieved, and even his anxiety was relieved a lot.
However, he still refused Chen Ping's kindness without hesitation.
After all, the road construction site is very chaotic, and it’s hard to feel at ease when you bring your children there.
Seeing that Mr. Ye was urging the coachman to start again, Chen Ping shouted directly, "Teacher, wait a minute, the form that County Magistrate Wang asked the students to prepare, how can you do it if you just do it behind closed doors in the academy?"
"Why don't you take me around the construction site to understand the real situation so that we can prepare the form as soon as possible."
"Official affairs are our top priority, teacher!"
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Ye was really impressed.
After pondering for a moment, he ordered the coachman to carry Chen Ping into the carriage, and then said to Ye Chongwen, who looked disappointed, "While I am away, I will find someone to take arithmetic lessons for me."
"When I come back, I will definitely assess your academic performance. If you don't study well, don't blame me for whipping you."
When Ye Chongwen heard this, his whole body trembled.
I don’t know if it’s because of arithmetic or because I’m about to get slapped.
Before he finished speaking, the carriage had already sped away, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.
On the carriage, Chen Ping could still look at the scenery on both sides of the road curiously at first, but after less than a quarter of an hour, he couldn't help but whine.
"Ouch..."
"Teacher, this road is too bumpy. The whole carriage almost flew up."
"It's okay for ordinary people to walk. If they are old, weak, women and children, wouldn't they be jolted and cause problems?"
At this time, Mr. Ye could barely maintain his figure, his face gradually turned pale, and he was obviously suffering from more pain.
When the carriage became a little more stable, Mr. Ye let out a long breath.
Ran sighed and said: "This is before the rain. If we wait until after the heavy rain, both merchants and postmen will have to stop in the post house for five to ten days, and wait until the road surface is dry before they can go on the road."
"This dilapidated road that has been in disrepair for a long time has delayed many urgent and major events. Otherwise, why would Wangzhi County be so eager to start construction?"
Chen Ping was silent after hearing this. At this time, he had a preliminary understanding of the road conditions in this world.
It turns out that a smooth road that leads to everywhere is not something you are born with, nor does it form naturally after more people take it.
The construction and maintenance of every road requires government organizations to mobilize a large number of manpower and mobilize massive amounts of materials.
Every time a construction project starts, the detailed chores involved will be daunting for officials who are not familiar with ordinary tasks.
Is this the essence of government affairs?
In the bumpy carriage, Chen Ping began to think for the first time.
Now that I have come to this world, can I use the knowledge from my previous life to do something for this unfamiliar world?
Not to mention watching the people here live in such a bad environment day after day.
Even if it is to improve the environment around you and make yourself more comfortable, you should make a contribution.
This thought only lasted for a moment, and Chen Ping smiled casually.
Now I am just a seven-year-old child. Even if I really have any thoughts, who would take them seriously?
Just study hard.
If I can really obtain fame in the future, I think my opinions will be able to play some role.
Mr. Ye, who was resting with his eyes closed in the small carriage, did not know that his closed disciple was undergoing a completely new transformation in his mind.