Seeing Yan Yan deep in thought, Qian Shao also turned his eyebrows into the character "Sichuan".
"Okay, I have to work hard to get things done." Yan Yan answered decisively without any hesitation.
Qian Shao nodded, his face extremely serious: "That makes sense. I have worked hard to solve the little saint's affairs."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Two hours later, a group of students came to Zhaojiazhuang Pier and stared at the gantry crane on Zhaojiazhuang Pier.
Amidst the rattling sound, the gantry crane was hoisting something three feet wide and about one foot high onto the ship.
"What kind of thing is this? It's so easy to hang something weighing over a thousand kilograms on the boat." The tax officer swallowed hard, his eyes so wide that he almost fell out of his head.
Wu Yi raised his head and looked up at this three-foot-tall object, which suddenly turned into stone and turned into a statue.
In fact, not only him, but also the students from Zhaojiazhuang Academy had similar expressions.
While stroking his beard, Yan Yan replied calmly: "This is the object. It is difficult for ordinary people, even a dozen people, to lift objects weighing thousands of kilograms onto the boat, and there have been many incidents of the boat capsizing and falling into the water. Between this, The little saint who cared about people's livelihood invented this thing. Since then, there have been no incidents of people falling into the water."
In fact, there are gantry cranes in Changyuan County, but only at the cargo terminal. These students boarded the ship at the pedestrian pier and didn't see it.
After hearing Yan Yan's words, these students were shocked and saluted to the dragon gate crane one after another.
After getting off the boat, go up the steps. The sound of reading came to my ears.
This is the Three Character Classic, very catchy.
Although these students have never studied the Three Character Classic, they still find it very pleasing to their ears.
"Master, is the Zhaojiazhuang School above?" Wu Yi asked in surprise when he heard the sound of reading.
The other students didn't speak, and they also had doubts and even worries in their eyes.
Schools are generally not located near rivers. After all, rivers are prone to drowning and are very dangerous.
Of course Yan Yan knew the student's worries, shook his head, and replied calmly: "No, these are the voices of children after school. They are reciting the Three-Character Sutra while returning home from school."
"It seems that Zhaojiazhuang not only doesn't smell like copper, but is also a place where the fragrance of books spreads." Wu Yi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but admire.
In fact, students all said yes, including those with tax ID numbers, and they did not hesitate to praise him.
Wu Yi looked at the avenue and was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help asking: "Master, there are so many avenues. Which one should I choose?"
"Of course we should take this road." The tax officer laughed loudly and stepped on the road separated by the willows.
However, when he stepped onto the road, suddenly several Lifu shouted loudly: "Sir, get out of the way, get out of the way."
When I looked at the tax number, I saw a group of laborers carrying the neatly stacked goods from the oxcart.
Yan Yan smiled lightly: "The avenue below is a freight avenue, and the upper avenue is a pedestrian avenue."
"Master, it is also a highway, why is it divided into a freight highway and a pedestrian highway?" Wu Yi asked puzzledly like a curious baby.
Strictly pointed at the continuous oxcarts on the avenue, and said calmly: "Because there are too many things in Zhaojiazhuang, in order to avoid collisions between pedestrians and goods and make the goods transported faster, we implement the separation of people and goods. In fact, this is the same as human ships and cargo ships.”
These students took a closer look and found that, indeed, the cargo avenue was for transporting goods, and pedestrians were indeed walking on the pedestrian avenue.
"There are basically bullock carts on the cargo avenue. They are not slow and can easily fall on people. Pedestrians on the pedestrian avenue are very slow. If the two are together, it is easy to collide." Zhang Liang suddenly realized.
Wu Yi looked carefully, pointed at Cargo Avenue, and asked puzzledly: "Cargo Avenue seems to be different."
Other students followed suit and saw that the two avenues were indeed different.
"Ziyi looks carefully." Strictly stroked his beard and smiled, "One of the two avenues leads in and the other comes out, otherwise the car will crash."
Wu Yi thought for a while, scratched his head and asked, "Master, is this also a Observation of Things?"
"Of course, this is also a gewu." Yan Yan pointed to a tall and large building a mile away, "That is the school."
All the students followed his gesture and saw that there was indeed a five-story building with the words "Zhaojiazhuang Academy" written in large black characters.
This school was written by Yu Jie. It is majestic with flying dragons and phoenixes, and the iron pen and silver hook give it a feeling of admiration.
At this time, they saw some children under ten years old reciting the Three Character Sutra and carrying their schoolbags home. It turned out that the sound of the books came from their mouths.
Under the steps is a two-foot-wide immortal cement avenue, divided into two sides by willows.
There are no usual street-facing storefronts on both sides. The stores are all set back one foot.
The storefronts are not high either, generally one floor and one bottom.
This foot is not wasted, there is also a foot of fairy cement on top, which is about half a foot higher than the fairy cement avenue below.
The fairy cement above is also an avenue, with a row of yellow jujube trees and a row of green bamboos in the middle.
Although it is winter now and the yellow oak trees are bare, the green bamboo is eye-catching.
In particular, the green bamboo is close to the store, making it look like a farmyard.
The entire town is divided by two rivers, connected by arch bridges.
They looked at the surrounding scenery and pointed.
The sound of a crane came, and the student followed the sound and saw a row of cranes flying in the air.
After these cranes flew around in a circle, they returned to the pine trees on Chunyang Mountain next to the town.
There is a small waterfall in Chunyang Mountain, which is the source of the smallest river.
Especially under the sun, these waterfalls shine dazzlingly.
Seeing this scene, Wu Yi was filled with admiration: "This is a fairyland on earth."
Other students also said so and felt that the trip was worthwhile.
"Arch bridge, arch bridge." Huang Dong, with sharp eyes, suddenly pointed at the arch bridge in front and said in a surprised voice.
Zhang Liang didn't even look at the arch bridge, and said disdainfully: "There are arch bridges everywhere, and there are water taps everywhere, what else is there to make a fuss about?"
"Ziming, there are paintings on the arch bridge." Huang Dong pointed at the arch bridge and said loudly.
Hearing what Huang Dong said, these students all looked towards the arch bridge.
Hood's eyes widened and he felt incredible: "Oh my God, there are actually colorful streets carved on this bridge."
"This street looks so familiar." Wu Yi squinted his eyes and said with some confusion, "It seems like he has seen it before somewhere."
"This carved street seems to be Zhaojiazhuang." Zhang Liang also squinted his eyes, looked at it several times, looked at the street again, and expressed his guess.
Wu Yi looked around the street and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, it's Zhaojiazhuang. No wonder it's so familiar."
"This is a paradise on earth." Seeing this, Wu Yi's eyes shone with admiration.
Zhang Liang couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "This scene reminds me of a small bridge and flowing water."
"Smoky willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are hundreds of thousands of households." The tax number shook his head and chanted Liu Yong's "Looking at the Sea Tide", admiring and a little regretful at the same time, "It's a pity that there are not one hundred thousand households, otherwise we can catch up with the capital. ”
"Although there are not 100,000 people, there are still 30,000 people." Qian Shao also stroked his beard, "You know, a year ago, there were only about a thousand people."
"Oh my god, oh my god, it's developed so fast." The tax officer's eyes were as wide as bells, and his mouth was wide enough to fit two eggs.
The others were not much better, almost petrified, staying in place, like statues.
The tax number gave a deep salute to Zhaojiazhuang: "Zhaojiazhuang is what it is today, it is the work of the little saint."
Other people also saluted and admired Zhaojiazhuang one after another.
"Master, where did these people come from? Aren't there only a thousand of them?" After saluting, Zhang Liang suddenly thought of a question and asked with a confused look on his face.
Other students also found it strange that there were not only a thousand people in Zhaojiazhuang. Where did the other 30,000 people come from?
Thinking of other things, they all looked at Qian Shao, and their eyes were self-evident.
Qian Shao touched his beard, sighed heavily, and said in a compassionate tone: "These people turned out to be from Chengdu Prefecture. Before the little saint regained Chengdu Prefecture, they fled here and some of them almost died on the road. . The little saint not only treated them for free, but also set up a workshop to accommodate them."
"It turns out that this is how Zhaojiazhuang Workshop came about, and the students were very impressed." The tax number saluted Zhaojiazhuang again.
Zhang Liang then said angrily: "Some people say that Zhaojiazhuang is full of copper stench. Without these workshops, tens of thousands of people in the Song Dynasty would have starved to death."
"The little saint indeed has a heart of great kindness and compassion, and he doesn't give in much more than Guanyin Bodhisattva." After Hu De said this, he bowed deeply to Zhaojiazhuang in the town and said with great piety.
Wu Yi even bowed and expressed admiration: "The little saint is indeed worthy of being called a Sanli man, and there are countless living people."
Other students also said yes and bowed deeply to Zhaojiazhuang in the town.
Yan Yan and Qian Shao looked at each other, with expressions of surprise and joy in their eyes.
These students say that the little saint is Guanyin Bodhisattva, while the Tibetan people call the little saint Manjusri Bodhisattva. Both of them have different approaches but the same purpose.
"Madam, how many students are there in Zhaojiazhuang Academy?" Zhang Liang suddenly remembered a question and bowed to ask.
In his opinion, Zhaojiazhuang Town was established not long ago and should have several hundred students, which is already good.
"Not many." Yan Yan stroked his beard and smiled slightly, "Only seven thousand students."
Zhang Liang was stunned and almost turned to stone: "Master, seven thousand or seven hundred?"
You know, in general, a county town of 700 people is considered a lot, or even only 200 or 300 people.
Other students felt as if they were struck by lightning when they heard it, and they also thought they heard it wrong.
"I'm right, it's only seven thousand." Yan Yan was secretly proud in his heart, and his expression was indifferent, as if it was not worth making a fuss about.
Zhang Liang's mouth couldn't be closed at all, and he could even stuff two duck eggs in it: "Oh my god, there are so many, more than Taixue students."
"Congratulations, congratulations." The tax officer bowed his hands in congratulations, and then asked in confusion, "Master, why are there so many students in Zhaojiazhuang Academy, almost twice as many as Taixue?"
"There are three reasons," Yan Yan smiled calmly and said while wiggling his fingers. "First, Zhaojiazhuang requires all men and women under the age of fourteen to study compulsorily, study for free, and provide lunch at noon. Of course, parents are willing to send their children to study. "
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"Sure enough, he is a virtuous person. He deserves to be called a little saint." The tax number saluted Zhaojiazhuang, and the others followed suit.
Yan Yan pulled his second finger: "Of the refugees who come to Zhaojiazhuang Town, a large number of fourteen-year-old boys and children account for it."
These students nodded one after another, suddenly enlightened.
"The saint also sent orphans from Salesian bureaus in other places to study here, and was going to arrange a way for them to survive when they grew up. He couldn't let them fall into trouble or become bandits. Being reduced to prostitution allows them to experience the warmth of family." Strictly smiled, feeling proud in his heart.
These students felt that there were so many abandoned orphans in the Song Dynasty that it was normal for a family to have ten or eight children.
For the people of the Song Dynasty, life was easy but raising was difficult. Thousands of people were drowned every year at birth.
There was once an official from the Song Dynasty who couldn't bear to have his orphans drowned by their parents at birth, so he raised dozens of orphans by himself.
But that was before the Song Dynasty's southern crossing. Now after the southern crossing, officials' salaries have dropped significantly, and they have more than they can afford.
Tax Number's eyes were moist, and he saluted Zhaojiazhuang again: "This little saint's move has immeasurable merit and virtue, and he is worthy of being called Guanyin Bodhisattva."
"The little saint deserves to be called a little saint, saving lives from hanging upside down." Hu De also bowed respectfully to Zhaojiazhuang and said with tears.
Many students were moved by the fact that the little saint had done so much for the people of the Song Dynasty without publicizing himself.
If they didn't come to Zhaojiazhuang Town, they wouldn't know about this.
There is no such thing as a good deed that leaves no name. This is a good deed that leaves no name.
Hu De was a good candidate, and his eyes lit up: "Being a teacher in Zhaojiazhuang, how is the salary?"
He was already a civil servant and wanted to take part in the imperial examination while serving as a teacher. After all, his family was not very well off.
"Three pick-up cards per month, and a house is also provided." Yan Yan was overjoyed when he saw that someone had taken the bait, and said calmly.
Hu De was overjoyed and asked eagerly: "Master, the student is a scholar, can I be a teacher in Zhaojiazhuang?"
Three delivery cards per month are higher than the salary of the magistrate of the Song Dynasty, not to mention the provision of housing.
Many other students were overjoyed and came out one after another, saying that they were candidates and qualified to teach.
"Of course you can, but not in Zhaojiazhuang Town. The teaching staff here is already full." Strictly shook his head and sighed with some regret.
Hu De was overjoyed and asked, worried about gains and losses, "Master, where is the Zhaojiazhuang School that lacks masters?"
The other students looked at each other, looking at Yan Yan eagerly, eager to know the answer.
"Master, I heard that there is a shortage of people in Xi County. Can we go to Xi County?" Huang Dong was not on the list this time, but he also wanted to give Xi County a try.
A scholar named Chen Shi shook his head: "Xixian County is too far away, almost a thousand miles away from Chengdu, and it is right under the eyes of the barbarians. If a gentleman does not build a dangerous wall, it is better not to go."
"I heard that Zhaojiazhuang had established a foothold in Xi County and was forced to sue for peace." Another person named Zhou Tianju told the rumor he had heard and immediately refuted it.
Hearing this, many of the Juren students present had their eyes bright and sparkling.
After all, places related to Zhaojiazhuang in the mainland such as Jintang County and Lingquan County are already full.
But Xi County is definitely not satisfied with its personnel, and it just gives them a chance to make a breakthrough.
Chen Shi was not to be outdone and said: "Although Zhaojiazhuang has a firm foothold, I heard that Hanzhong Prefecture is the base for the Hu people to attack Sichuan. There are 500,000 troops there."
After hearing this, some people immediately hesitated. There was only one Shu road from Xi County to the inland, which was difficult to reach the sky, and it hung alone outside the Song Dynasty.
