Hearing the sound, the two stopped and looked up and down at the young man in old-style clothing in front of them.
The little girl walked to Zhang Jiayu's desk, couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look, and said, "You are so handsome. I didn't expect Teacher Zhang to like this type."
"He Ning, children don't hold back their words." The leading woman said to the little girl half amused and half scolded.
"My Healing Game"
"Yes, chief." Zhao and Ning both replied with their mouths open, as if they were acting coquettishly.
Zhang Jiayu was surprised. He didn't expect that the leading woman was actually an elder.
Huang Xiyin just stepped out at this time, and a few minutes later Zhang Xiao also walked out with a document. When he saw the two women, he said with a smile: "Sister Yao'er, He Ning, you're just in time, go ahead and sit down."
Zhang Xiao said to Zhang Jiayu again: "Jiayu, take this document and go to the county police station."
In ancient times, county government prisons were located in the Kun position outside the Yimen in the southwest of the lobby, commonly known as "South Prison". The system of the Senate was very different from that of the Ming Dynasty. Although the municipal and county governments occupied the county government offices, they obviously would not locate detention centers, prisons, etc. in the county governments. The police stations were also set up separately.
Zhang Jiayu took Zhang Xiao's instructions and did not dare to delay. He went out to the Lingxi Road Yamen, where the Nanhai County Police Station was located. Since ancient times, heroes have struggled with beauty. At Zhang Jiayu's age, he was inevitably attracted to young girls like Zhao Hening. When he went out, he would subconsciously look back.
After entering the police station, Zhang Jiayu found the clerk in the lobby, showed the temporary work badge given to him by Zhang Xiao, and successfully met the director of the Nanhai County Police Department. The naturalized director carefully flipped through the documents handed over by Senator Zhang. According to the system of the Senate, administrative detention generally lasts for seven days, and the longest cannot exceed fifteen days. The reason why he has been detaining people and not releasing them is because of the following Many people don’t know the direction of the senate. After all, writing anti-poems can be big or small. Now that County Magistrate Zhang has given the instructions, he quickly signed and handed over the instructions. He said to Zhang Jiayu: "Head Zhang’s instructions Let Kuang Lu go, please reply to the chief, I have made arrangements."
In this way, Zhang Jiayu's simple mission was successfully completed. He was thinking and walking with his head down. When he arrived at the door of the police station, he bumped into someone and both of them took a few steps back. Zhang Jiayu took a closer look and saw that it was his sworn brother Zhang Mu. He was very happy and prepared to say hello. A look of surprise flashed across Zhang Mu's face, but then he apologized and turned around and left as if he didn't recognize him.
Zhang Jiayu chased after him and turned into a deserted alley. Unexpectedly, Zhang Muzheng was waiting for him with a smile on his face.
Zhang Jiayu said: "Surely he is my brother, why didn't he want to recognize me just now?"
"Haha..." Zhang Mu said, "Zhiyuan, you have a heavy responsibility. Where is the Australian police station? How dare you recognize you?"
Zhang Jiayu suddenly realized that this sworn brother Zhang Mu is indeed a veteran in the world, and said: "My brother is right. It's just that ordinary people in this police station are afraid of avoiding you. What are you doing here?"
"It's a long story. You know that not long after I returned to my hometown, many old friends died. Recently I learned that a good friend Kuang Zhanruo had also returned from Lingbei. I was about to invite him to have a drink and have a good time. Who knew that when I arrived in Guangzhou, I heard that his family It was said that Zhanruo had been detained by the Australians. His family had sent people to the police station many times, but they only got a "no bail" answer. My sister-in-law was a prostitute and could not go out, so she asked me to go and find out where the Australians were. "
Zhang Jiayu asked: "The Kuang Zhanruo mentioned by my brother is Kuang Lu?"
Zhang Mu was a little surprised: "Zhi Yuan also knows him?" There should be little interaction between a rich man like Kuang Lu and a commoner like Zhang Jiayu who is a round younger than him.
Zhang Jiayu said: "Brother, I don't know. I went to the police station just now to deliver Chief Zhang's instructions to release Kuang Lu. If my brother goes to the detention center right now, he will be picked up and taken home."
Zhang Mu didn't believe his ears, "Zhanruo wrote a sentimental poem on the wall of the County School Zunjing Pavilion, and the Australians let him go so easily? Also, Zhiyuan, how did you get around the Australian county magistrate? "
Zhang Jiayu said: "It's a long story."
Zhang Mu had no time to talk with Zhang Jiayu in detail, and Zhang Jiayu was inconvenient to go to the detention center with Zhang Mu. The two of them left after talking about business.
When Zhang Mu walked into the detention center, before he even saw Kuang Lu's face, he could already hear him bragging to the Australian guard from a distance.
"Do you know? I once studied in Mingfu Cave in Luofu Mountain. There is a plum blossom tree on the mountain that was planted thousands of years ago. It is huge."
"I don't believe you when you brag about not drafting." Watcher A glanced at Watcher B.
"I don't believe it either. How big are plum blossoms that are thousands of years old?" Watcher B said.
"I know. I once wandered under the tree when it was blooming. A gust of wind blew, and the petals fell one after another, burying me two or three feet deep. I struggled hard and lurked for more than thirty miles in the sea of flowers before I could stand upright. My waist is more than thirty miles long before my head can be stretched out. Since then, my mouth, nose, and belly have been filled with fragrance, so I never get sick..."
"Kang Lu, you can leave." A policeman from the detention center came over and interrupted Kuang Lu's bragging and said to him.
Kuang Lu, who was half lying on the bed, was a little disbelieving and said: "Don't let me stay? I haven't lived enough yet. There is food and drink here, carefree, and there are people listening to me telling stories. Where can I find such a good place?" go."
The policeman continued: "Of course it's not that simple. If you want to go out, you have to pay 10 yuan in compensation for Huang's medical expenses and publish a public apology in the newspaper. In addition, if you graffiti on the library wall and damage public property, you have to pay 5 yuan in compensation." "
When Kuang Lu heard this, she not only wanted to compensate Huang Xiyin, the thief, but also publicly apologized. A wall was worth five yuan. It was simply unreasonable. She said angrily: "Then I will live here and won't leave. I won't leave..." "
At this time, a word came from outside, "Are you addicted to living here? Aren't you afraid of your 'Shuo Ren' Hedong Lion Roar?"
Kuang Lu was shocked and thought to herself, "Who knows the nickname I gave my wife?"
The sound of footsteps gradually increased, and Kuang Lu took a closer look, "Iron Bridge!"
Zhao Hening was the first orphan Zhao Yingong took in in Hangzhou. She was still a seven or eight-year-old child at the time. She fell ill and was abandoned on the bridge. Her face was swollen and disheveled. She was naked in the cold wind in March, and there were still some spots on her body. The pus oozes yellow water and looks dirty and disgusting. Zhao Yingong saw that she was furious but still had some life, so he couldn't help but feel compassion. He wrapped her in a blue dorino cloak and took her back. Under Zhang Yingchen's careful treatment, she finally came back to life.
During the days at Hangzhou Station, Zhao Hening followed the six eldest children over twelve years old, Donghua, Xihua, Funing, Furong, Lizheng, and Yanhe, to form the "Seven Gods". Under his guidance, he successfully completed the task of raising silkworms using the new method. However, because she was too young, she was quickly transferred back to Lingao and entered the "No. 1 Class" in Fangcaodi to study with the young elders.
Most of the students in "Class No. 1" are young elders of the generation who came with their parents. They bring their own seats and insights from the old time and space. They can be said to be the future generation of leaders of the Senate who will connect the past and the future. They are the top priority of the Senate's education. Therefore, technical veterans like Zhang Xiao, who graduated from well-known universities in the old time and space, were often forced to assign teaching tasks when there was a serious shortage of teachers in Fangcaodi in the early years. They spent a lot of time with these students and had a good relationship with them.
Zhao Hening was a little excited when he saw Zhang Xiao, "Sensai, your promotion to official position is so fast! You have to protect me from now on."
Zhang Xiao jokingly replied in Sichuan dialect: "Yao Meier, your mouth is still so sweet. Where did you get in the exam?"
"Oh, you really don't know what to do!" Zhao Hening blushed a little. She entered school later than others, and she was a child from a poor family with no cultural background. Although she was considered diligent and hard-working, she was in No. 1 Compared with the junior seniors in the class, his grades have always been at the bottom of the class. However, during her days in Class No. 1, she gradually grew from a little girl with low self-esteem, silence, and insecurity into a lively, cheerful, and considerate sunny girl.
Zhang Xiao saw Zhao Hening's graceful appearance and graceful appearance, and felt a little impressed, and said: "I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the little girl back then would have grown into a big girl. Time flies like an arrow."
"Ahem..." Li Yao'er pretended to cough and reminded, "Let's get down to business first."
Zhang Xiao came back to his senses and said: "Okay, to make a long story short, I invited you here this time to prepare for the next trip to the grassroots level. I have not been in office for a long time, and it is not too short. Now things in the city are generally clear. , but for me, the countryside outside the city is still shrouded in the fog of war, and I have to go there in person. So I thought, in this case, it is better to bring all the medical, agricultural, and educational personnel. If anything is discussed together, it will be done on the spot, which is very efficient.”
"Okay, I'm also thinking of going to the countryside of Nanhai to see if there is a suitable place to promote the new sericulture method." Li Yao'er had previously promoted sericulture in Xiangshan County. He probably got a bad start and turned around after hitting the south wall. .
"If you have any ideas, you might as well tell them first." Zhang Xiao said.
Li Yaoer said: "The silkworm breeds in Guangdong are not good, and the sericulture technology is not good either. The yield of native silk is not only low, but the quality is also very poor. Based on the experience of the old time and space, improvements must be made from the source. But we can do it alone." , it won’t work. There must be an organization that continues to export talents and technology to promote it, so I plan to find a suitable place to build a sericulture technical school.”
Zhang Xiao’s idea coincides with Li Yaoer’s. “In addition to the sericulture school, there are also fisheries, animal husbandry, and planting industries. It is better to jointly establish a Nanhai County Agricultural Technical School. As for the school funding, the initial idea is to come from local related The industry’s tax revenue will be used, and the Ministry of Education will allocate a little more, which is enough.”
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