Contrary to the cheerful crowd, Wang Hai and Yuan Tao were really worried.
This time they saw difficulties in the financial resources of the imperial court, Sichuan's envoys, Changzhou and county governments.
In order to distribute salaries to everyone, even the new county magistrate has misappropriated the funds used for disaster relief and water conservancy construction. It can be said that the new magistrate is at the end of his rope.
In order not to put pressure on Liu Ang, Wang Hai and Yuan Tao came to the county magistrate Liu Ang to wait.
However, the concierge said that Liu County Cheng was very busy now and had no time to receive them.
Wang Hai and Yuan Tao were extremely disappointed. They looked at each other, bowed to Liu Xiancheng who was busy in the room, and then sighed and left.
Seeing that Wang Hai and Yuan Tao were about to leave, the concierge stepped forward to stop them and quietly revealed a piece of information. The county still had an emergency sum of money, but this was the last sum of money in Changyuan County. It was for emergency use at a critical moment. in use.
The concierge also vaguely revealed that the prince and his filial piety are very good and should be admitted to the Tianjia class as the first one.
Yuan Tao was furious, flicked his sleeves, and left angrily.
Wang Hai frowned and glanced at the concierge. The concierge raised his head and looked at the blue sky.
Wang Hai sighed and left.
Si Ji Sima Suan saw Wang Hai's dejected look. After waiting for everyone to leave, he whispered in his ear, looked at the back of Yuan Tao who had gone away, and nodded.
The next day, Yuan Qian, who had painted her eyebrows and put on new clothes, quietly came to Yuan Tao's study.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Tao, who had just returned home, heard a "bang bang" sound in the study room. When he went in, he only saw that all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the desk were swept to the ground.
Yuan Qian hurriedly stepped forward to give Yuan Tao a pat on the back, and asked gently: "Thank you for your hard work, officer. Why are you so angry today?"
Yuan Tao ignored her and pulled his beard with his hand, as if he was not aware of the pain. He looked in the direction of the county school and said, "It's an insult to politeness, it's an insult to politeness."
Seeing that Yuan Tao ignored her, Yuan Qian bent down and carefully picked up his calligraphy and pen, ink and inkstone papers, and then carefully folded them and placed them on the desk.
Yuan Tao was still upset and pointed in the direction of Wang Hai's residence: "It smells like copper, it smells like copper."
Yuan Qian hurriedly closed the door of the study room, and then asked softly: "What happened to the officials? Tell me about it. Isn't it necessary that I can't share your worries?"
Yuan Tao seemed to have just seen Yuan Qianshi at this moment, and said bitterly: "Don't come up with those useless and bad ideas."
Seeing that Yuan Qian's face suddenly turned pale, he couldn't bear it and said, "Wang Hai just wants me to find a way to raise five hundred guan. I am a scholar who only knows how to teach and educate people. How can I raise these 500 guan?"
Yuan Qian was speechless after hearing this. Officials have never been under such great pressure. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "How much does Professor Wang himself raise?"
Yuan Tao looked in the direction of Wang Hai's residence and said, "He is an eight-hundred-year-old man, but it is not too difficult for him. The students in the yellow class he teaches are mainly the children of rich merchants."
Yuan Tao looked at the direction of the county school, and then said: "My disciples are mainly based on academic performance. How can I raise these five hundred strings?"
When Yuan Qian heard this, he couldn't help frowning and said: "It is true that it is much more difficult to be an official than Professor Wang. Doesn't the government have a selection process?"
Yuan Tao shook his head and pointed in the direction of Tongchuan Prefecture and Jiading, feeling a little desperate. Then he looked back at Yuan Qian and said: "Now the Song Dynasty is fighting fiercely with the Hu people, and the financial resources of the imperial court, Sichuan Road, Changzhou and the county are in short supply. , the new county magistrate even misappropriated all the money for disaster relief and water conservancy projects in order to pay out salaries."
Having said this, Yuan Tao sighed.
"Alas, this matter is actually related to the favorite disciple you mentioned, Zhao Ping. The county chief concierge hinted that if Prince He is hired as Tianjia class, an emergency sum of money can be considered. But Zhao Ping is my disciple, how can he Will you give up for five buckets of rice?"
Yuan Qian was immediately shocked and said, "What does Professor Wang mean? He is from the same clan as Prince He?"
Yuan Tao waved his hand, shook his head and said: "Wang Hai is a person who cares about face very much, and he is also a person who keeps his word. The concierge's move is a slap in Wang Hai's face, making Wang Hai unbearable."
Thinking of this, Yuan Tao also smiled.
"Besides, Zhao Ping is indeed talented, which made Wang Hai love talents. Only those who are talented can enter the Tianjia class. This is the cornerstone of the county school's continuous progress in recent years. The concierge's move has shaken the foundation of the county school. What’s more, there’s an old man?”
Speaking of this, Yuan Tao let out a long sigh.
Yuan Qian's face suddenly relaxed, she tapped Yuan Tao's forehead with her finger, and chanted a poem to Yuan Tao: "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. Officials have read books for decades, Did you read it in vain?"
Yuan Tao's face suddenly showed a look of joy, he put down the tea bowl with both hands, grabbed Yuan Qian's right hand and asked: "Madam, do you have a good idea?
Yuan Qianshi frowned, showing a painful expression, and said, "You pinched me."
Yuan Tao hurriedly let go, rubbed his hands and asked, "Madam, what's the plan?"
Yuan Qian gently touched his right wrist with his left hand, then rolled his eyes at Yuan Tao before saying, "The answer lies in your disciple."
Yuan Tao was immediately taken aback, shaking his hands and saying, "This plan won't work. I haven't thought of this method before. But, firstly, the money is indeed too much, and Zhao Ping may not be able to accept it. Secondly, Zhao Pingyi pays taxes according to regulations. . Thirdly, he was young and sad, and it is said that he also supported many homeless tenants, and was quite compassionate. Fourthly, he lowered the price of rice in the county, which must have resulted in a lot of losses."
Yuan Qian rolled her eyes at him again, nodded and said: "Okay, okay. The slave family knows that you are a man, how can you lose your scholarly demeanor, how can you be tainted with the smell of copper, how can you be degrading to your elegance? Who can let you? Is a little girl from the slave family as difficult to raise as a villain? Let the slave family do these trivial things that are stinky and degrading to politeness."
Old Yuan Tao's face couldn't help but blush, and he turned to look out the window. A peach blossom was blooming outside the window, which immediately made him feel like painting.
He sighed, spread out the paper, took the brush, and began to paint the peach blossoms.
Yuan Qian was about to leave when she suddenly turned around and said, "My lord, the Nu family suddenly thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. I wonder if your lord would like to hear it?"
Yuan Tao put down the brush, looked up at his wife, and said, "As long as it's not excessive, of course it's okay."
Yuan Qian thought for a while and said: "Articles carry the truth. It is better to let the county school students hold an essay contest, and the prize will be part of the raised copper coins. Then, select the best articles, engrave them into plates, and keep them in the library. In this way, the county school will Learning and the government have the effect of enlightenment, and you can also gain credibility and face. Besides, your favorite disciple may not be able to win the first prize because of his extraordinary literary talent. What do the officials think?"
Yuan Tao thought for a while, then patted the desk gently and said, "This is a wonderful plan, madam."
Looking at Yuan Qian's back with her maid, Yuan Tao couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't know whether it was right to ask his wife to go out to raise money from Zhao Ping. In fact, in his heart, there was not much difference between him and a monk.
Then Yuan Tao kept painting. However, when Yuan Tao finished painting, he suddenly found that he had drawn a picture of a monk begging for alms. The location was in front of the gate of Uncle Zhao Ping's residence. There was a large road in front of the gate. The dog kept barking at the monk, but the door was not open.
But the monk held the bowl in one hand and the stone in the other to drive away the big dog, but his eyes were fixed on the door, waiting for the master to open the door.
Yuan Tao was shocked. He originally wanted to draw peach blossoms in spring, but he unknowingly drew a picture of a monk begging for alms, and the monk's appearance became more and more familiar.
Yuan Tao looked carefully. Isn't this his wife?
It seems that my mood has seriously affected my mood, and I am not in the mood to draw peach blossoms at all.
Frustrated, Yuan Tao put the brush on the pen holder, not in the mood to paint again. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. On the other hand, he couldn't help but worry about his wife.
Indeed, just like Yuan Tao's painting, Yuan Qian also came to the residence of Zhao Ping's uncle Li Yueqiu with the uneasy mood of asking for alms. However, Yuan Qian did not hold a bowl, let alone a vicious dog barking. Her uncle, aunt, mother and Zhao Ping and others came to greet him respectfully and enthusiastically.
After all, Yuan Tao is not only Zhao Ping's teacher, but also his uncle's teacher.
After a lot of back and forth, when Zhao Ping heard that the county's financial resources were in trouble and that the newly arrived magistrate had misappropriated funds for water conservancy construction and disaster relief in order to pay out salaries, he could no longer sit still.
Zhao Ping walked around the case a few times and couldn't help but think deeply. He didn't expect that the financial resources of the Song Dynasty would be so difficult, far beyond his own likeness, which aroused the curiosity and surprise of his mother, uncle, aunt, and even Mrs. Yuan Qian.
My mother had long been accustomed to Xizi, a disciple of the immortal, but this was the first time for my uncle, aunt, and Yuan Qian to see Zhao Ping's excited behavior, and they all had strange looks in their eyes.
When my mother heard that the county magistrate Liu Ang had hired Prince He to suppress Zhao Ping, her right hand clenched into a fist and her eyes were full of anger.
Zhao Ping immediately said: "Teacher, please don't worry, our Zhaojiazhuang has paid out all the 500 yuan, and another 100 yuan will be given to the county school as a subsidy for the county school essay competition."
Yuan Qian expressed his gratitude on behalf of Yuan Tao who got his wish.
The uncle and aunt looked at all this in stunned silence and rubbed their eyes. Five hundred guan, their net profit in a year would not be that much!
The aunt looked at Zhao Ping and then at her daughter Li Hanmei. She remembered her daughter's willfulness some time ago and couldn't help but sigh.
When he heard that Mrs. Yan was having difficulty raising her son due to her old age, Zhao Ping had an idea and tugged on his mother's sleeve.
Mother couldn't help but wonder, knowing what Zhao Ping was planning?
Zhao Ping whispered to his mother for a while, and then took out three stamped pieces of paper. Not only did they have a "VIP Pick-up Card" on them, but the amount was one tael of silver, and the "VIP Pick-up Card" was also marked.
It can buy goods priced at one tael of silver (about two taels of five copper coins) at Zhao's workshop, and the VIP pick-up card can enjoy a 10% discount. There are also strings of heavenly peach charms (actually Arabic symbols) that my mother cannot recognize. Numbers, of course the sharp-eyed Cuizhu and Laner recognize them).
Of course, this is also one of Zhao Ping’s anti-counterfeiting signs.
With the gratitude of his wife, Yuan Qianshi, and the envy of his aunt, they each received two delivery cards, which allowed him to pick up the goods directly at Zhao's workshop at any time.
Mrs. Yuan Qian came with her maid and three carts of goods cautiously and uneasily, but returned with a full load with all her heart and soul!
Contrary to Yuan Qian's return in high spirits, her aunt's face was tense and unhappy.
Mother waited until Yuan Qian's back disappeared, then waved to Li Hanmei and said, "Mei'er has worked hard these days, and I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll give you a VIP pick-up card."
Li Hanmei happily took it, but before she could say thank you, the pickup card was robbed!
