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"Wang Jiudi, I will ask Caobang to open a school at that time. Anyone in Caobang with children of school age can attend the school. It only costs 30 yuan a month, breakfast and lunch a day, although it can't teach much about university knowledge.
, but they can also be taught to read.”
Wang Jiudi was stunned again when he heard this. Regardless of others, the breakfast and lunch alone were far more than 30 yuan. Caoyun Village was going to have a hard time and a happy life.
"They are the hope of your Caoyun Village. Reading can help you understand things. Even if you don't go to school or take exams in the future, you can broaden your horizons."
Although Wang Jiudi has no children, he can feel the benefits of this school.
The school has not been put on the agenda yet, and Yang Qingyuan did not say much, otherwise it would be like talking nonsense.
Just when the group of people reached the entrance of the village, Yang Qingyuan realized that something was wrong.
Under the dim sky, a large group of people stood at the entrance of the village, and the three policemen behind them immediately became alert.
When Yang Qingyuan approached, the leading old man suddenly knelt down, and the crowd behind him also knelt down like a wave.
Yang Qingyuan spat out his true energy from his palm and stopped the leading old man, but could not stop the people behind him.
Yang Qingyuan felt the old man's determination, smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to withdraw his true energy.
"Everyone in Caoyun Village, please thank Mr. Qingtian for your kindness in redressing the injustice! This has enabled hundreds of wronged souls in Caoyun Village to rest in peace!"
This kneeling was not only to thank Yang Qingyuan for reorganizing the canal transportation and improving life, but also to kneel to Yang Qingyuan to avenge the injustice of the dead canal workers.
When everyone focused their attention on the stolen grain, almost no one remembered the hundreds of porters who died innocently at the water transport terminal, including Yang Qingyuan.
Hundreds of lives seem to be worthless in the face of the snow disaster in Jizhou.
But these common people remember that it was the Qingtian Lord in front of them who found out the truth about the dock plague and allowed hundreds of innocent souls to rest in peace.
They want to live, but they are more afraid of dying inexplicably.
Yang Qingyuan never thought that a story he told in order to gain the trust of the water transport workers would actually make these people from the water transport village, old and young, waiting here.
Although this story is true, Yang Qingyuan still has mixed feelings.
Stepping forward quickly, Yang Qingyuan wanted to help the old man up, "Old man, please get up, the ground is cold in this twelfth lunar month."
"Everyone, get up!" Yang Qingyuan's voice carried true energy to the back.
Looking at the people who had not yet stood up, Yang Qingyuan once again shouted with his true energy, "Fellow fellow villagers, according to the Holy Instructions of Taizu, all the soldiers and civilians of our Great Zhou Dynasty, unless they are in court to see the Emperor, are not allowed to kneel down and bow, just bow!"
"As long as you are not in the court, even if you meet an official, there is no need to kneel down! Therefore, everyone is not allowed to kneel anymore and stand up!"
No one stood up until after kowtowing three times, the crowd moved from front to back again and stood up again like a tide.
"Everyone in Caoyun Village is grateful to Mr. Yang for his great kindness and will never forget it in this life!"
The leader of the old man wanted to kneel down again, but was supported by Yang Qingyuan's true energy.
"My husband, you don't have to be like this! It's my duty at Dali Temple to uphold justice for the people! It's really hard for me to be like this. It's getting late and the wind is strong at night, so I'd better ask everyone to disperse quickly!"
The leader of the old man did not agree, but said, "I will disperse on my own after I see you off!"
Seeing that the old man was so stubborn, Yang Qingyuan had no choice but to leave first.
As Yang Qingyuan and others left, the crowd spontaneously gave way to a road, and everyone watched Yang Qingyuan and his party leave on both sides of the road.
It wasn't until Yang Qingyuan and his party were out of sight that they slowly dispersed.
Returning to the study room of Dali Temple, everyone accompanying him was also deeply moved. Among them, Di Zhiyuan was the most profound. Although he had served as a state magistrate, he had also been in charge of a county. "My lord, this move has won the hearts of the people!"
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Yang Qingyuan was a little silent, but then returned to normal, "The most important thing now is the reconstruction of Caobang. Tomorrow the water transportation will reopen, and all the heavy affairs will follow."
"Don't worry, sir. We have recruited twenty clerks and fifteen martial arts warriors. This number will slowly increase in the future. In the near future, there will be agents from Dali Temple and Six Gates working together to maintain order at the water transport terminal!"
Yang Qingyuan nodded, "As for Dali Temple, let the patrol commander Li Gang be responsible for the affairs of the water transport terminal!"
Di Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Li Gang is a careful and resourceful person, but the Cao Gang still needs a person in charge! Does your Excellency have someone to choose from!?"
Yang Qingyuan took out a scroll from the drawer on the side.
"I have already considered the candidate, and Situ Xianyi, the former leader of the Cao Gang, is the best candidate!"