Huang Dong didn't feel like it, but he didn't know what it was.
Huang Dong was puzzled and looked at Xie Xiaoyao with burning eyes and some uneasiness.
Xie Xiaoyao smiled awkwardly, his face almost turned the color of pig liver, and said sheepishly: "Master, shopkeeper, the valley in Chengdu is poor, and the students are even poorer, so I have no choice but to use the sand table as paper to write on."
"Captain, I'm confused," Tian Liang's mouth opened as wide as a small cave, which could almost fit a duck egg in. "If the sand table is used as paper, why is it used as a pen?"
"Guan Ye, shopkeeper, it's the small wooden stick next to the sand table." Xie Xiaoyao's face turned red and he replied with embarrassment.
"In ancient times, there were cantilevered beams to stab the buttocks and walls to steal light," Huang Dong bowed respectfully to Xie Xiaoyao, "Now there are sandboxes for writing, which opened my eyes."
Tian Liang and other people also saluted Xie Xiaoyao respectfully and kept praising him.
After speaking, he picked up the small wooden stick next to the wooden tray and started writing on the sand tray.
"This is a good idea." Tian Liang said happily while writing about his interest.
Xie Xiaoyao sighed and said in a serious tone: "The valley in Chengdu is poor. It's difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. I only have this way."
"The pavilion chief and the others have already donated to Zhangjiazhuang, how can I fall behind?" Tian Liang said as he took out twenty pick-up cards from his arms and handed them to Xie Xiaoyao respectfully, "I am shy in my pocket, but I still hope that the mountain chief Don’t take it personally.”
He spoke very skillfully, not only expressing his attitude, but also expressing his meaning very clearly.
Others have donated money, and there is no more money to donate to Chengdu Valley. He is the only one who contributes money.
"The gift is too heavy, I can't bear it." Xie Xiaoyao certainly knew that twenty guan pick-up cards are equivalent to a hundred guan copper coins, so he took a few steps back and shook his head hurriedly.
"Captain, don't refuse." Huang Dong bowed his hands and said solemnly, "Xieheting Zhaojiazhuang Academy still lacks a scholar, and I hope Mr. Xiaoyao will not refuse."
He saw that Xie Xiaoyao attached great importance to education. It happened that Zhaojiazhuang Academy had not yet appointed a principal, so he hurriedly proposed.
Although I can’t contribute any money, I still have gifts, right?
"How can I be the academic master of Zhaojiazhuang Academy?" Xie Xiaoyao was a little embarrassed and hurriedly declined.
Everyone saluted Xie Xiaoyao one after another: "The mountain leader is highly virtuous and respected, and he is a role model for others. Please decline your resignation in a hurry."
"I am not worthy of the award. The pavilion chief has given me the award." Xie Xiaoyao shook his head with a very solemn expression, "Zhaojiazhuang Academy is a government school, and Chengdu Gu Academy is a private school. There is no comparison at all."
Xie Qi was extremely happy, but when he heard this, the smile on his face suddenly dulled, as if someone had poured cold water on him.
My father was highly respected and highly praised by the pavilion chief and the shopkeeper of Zhaojiazhuang. He originally thought that the carp would jump over the dragon gate, but he did not expect that the dragon gate would be difficult to jump over.
"How many times has the mountain chief been elected?" Huang Dong suddenly turned his eyes and asked a related question.
Xie Xiaoyao was even more embarrassed and said with shame: "I am stupid. After taking the exam for three times, I didn't even pass the Jinshi exam."
"Three-time Juren?" Huang Dong's eyes lit up and he suddenly asked in surprise, "Shan Chief, the third-time Juren has the qualifications to recommend you to become a fellow Jinshi. Why doesn't the Mountain Chief try?"
"Tongjinshi? Why don't I want to give it a try? But there is no one in the court to help me, and I am not qualified to be nominated. Don't expect anything else."
Xie Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said helplessly, "What's more, I heard that the court is becoming more and more strict about this, so there is no hope."
"Chief, you can try to write a clause. We will sign your clause and ask the little saint to recommend you as a fellow Jinshi." Huang Dong said lightly with a smile on his lips.
Xie Xiaoyao and his son were like pie falling from the sky. They couldn't help but tremble all over.
Xie Xiaoyao seemed to be struck by thunder and couldn't believe his ears: "Pavilion Chief, the little saint doesn't know me at all. Can he recommend me?"
"Although the little saint doesn't know the mountain leader, we know the mountain leader. The mountain leader has noble character, good education, and high moral standing. He is worthy of our recommendation to Zhaojiazhuang Town."
"The little saint's teacher is the magistrate of Changyuan County. Isn't the path now complete?" Huang Dong prompted with a faint smile on his face.
Xie Xiaoyao still shook his head, with a worried look on his face: "I'm just an old man from the mountains, how dare I alarm the county magistrate?"
Hearing this, Xie Qi felt like there were fifteen buckets of water in his heart, up and down, and there was a layer of cold sweat on his back.
"Chief, please don't worry." Huang Dong knew his worries, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "Yuan Zhixian has also been a scholar, and he is very interested in the way of education."
"I would like to thank the little saint and all the officials and shopkeepers." After hearing this, Xie Xiaoyao and his son breathed a sigh of relief, bowed their hands to Huang Dong, Tian Liang and others, and sang a big promise.
Xie Qi's heart, which was floating in the air at this time, finally settled down, and his father's official status problem was solved.
The father's official status not only represents the father himself, but also shoulders the expectations of Xiejia Village in Chengdu Valley. After all, he is the patriarch.
As long as my father has an official status, the people in Chengdu Valley will not be suppressed like before in Xiejiazhuang.
It seems that the adventure from Chengdu Valley to the pavilion is worth it.
Although the father problem has been solved, Xie Qi still has two things that have not been implemented.
He bowed his hands to Huang Dong and asked anxiously: "Captain Huang, Treasurer Tian, and fellow officials, you have also seen that the Chengdu Valley is indeed divided into half thatched houses and half shacks. I don't know if there are any." The solution?"
He was looking forward to it so much that he stuttered when he spoke.
The government has settled his father's matter, which is worthy of Chengdu Valley, and the rest is an extraneous matter.
Xie Xiaoyao was even more worried. He would rather not be a disciple of Zhaojiazhuang Academy, but also settle the affairs of the tribe in Chengdu Valley.
"My fellow officials and shopkeepers, as well as the tribesmen in Chengdu Valley, I have seen that there is nothing I can do about this. I can only hope that the government will resolve this matter." He bowed his hands to Huang Dong and Tian Liang and sang a big promise.
He had been looking forward to this for a long time, otherwise he would not have sent his son down the mountain to take the risk.
Huang Dong's lips curved into a smile and he nodded: "We came to this valley just to solve this matter. But things have priorities, and they must be solved one by one."
"Thank you, Mr. Huang. Please tell me how to solve the problem." Xie Xiaoyao had fifteen buckets at this time, looking at Huang Dong eagerly.
A faint smile appeared on Huang Dong's face: "First, the household registration problem will be solved immediately. This will trouble the clan leader to make a statistics. You can't miss any one, and there is only one chance. At the same time, the area and location of the land you rent must be reported at the same time. Don’t miss it.”
"Chief Huang Ting, the tribe can't miss this, we can do it," Xie Xiaoyao immediately agreed, and then asked, "I don't know why we need to register the leased land area and location again?"
"This is very simple. If you don't register the leased land and its location, how can you prove that you are making a living in Chengdu Valley?" Huang Dong said lightly.
He registers the area and location of the leased land in Chengdu Valley, which has two functions.
One is to prove that he can survive here, and more importantly, he wants to take the opportunity to understand how much land and population is hidden in Xiejiazhuang.
This reason makes sense, and Xie Xiaoyao immediately agreed: "No. Pavilion Chief, what is the second one?"
"Secondly, many people in Chengdu Valley are wearing paper clothes, so we will immediately distribute two sets of clothes to you. However, these clothes are donated and are 70% to 80% new. I hope you will not dislike them." Huang Dong said the second point. .
"It's good to have real clothes to wear in Chengdu Valley. Of course, the more the better." Xie Xiaoyao's face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, then he swallowed his saliva and asked a little embarrassedly.
"Chief Pavilion, the weather has been dry in the past two years, and the grain production has been severely reduced. I wonder if there is still rice in Chengdu Valley?"
Hearing this, Xie Qi was shocked, his face almost turned the color of pig liver, and his head couldn't help but hang down.
There are not hundreds of them here, but fifteen hundred.
Even if one person has ten kilograms of rice, that is still fifteen thousand kilograms of rice, which translates into more than thirty thousand kilograms of grain.
"Of course we have it. Each of us has ten kilograms of rice. It will be delivered in the next few days. I will wait in line at the pavilion to receive it." Huang Dong glanced at the father and son, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he immediately answered in the affirmative.
"Thank you, Pavilion Chief." Xie Xiaoyao smiled with another chrysanthemum on his face and bowed.
Huang Dong waved his hand and said with a joking smile: "They are all within the scope of this office, so of course they must be treated equally."
Xie Xiaoyao's face was a little hot, and he felt like a beggar, constantly asking for things from the other party.
But there is no way. He is the clan leader and must be responsible to the clan leader.
"Chief Huang Ting, the drought is severe today. It is difficult to eat the food here until the New Year. Can you, can you give the people of Chengdu Valley a way?" He swallowed his saliva, hesitated, and asked with difficulty.
Huang Dong nodded, with a faint smile on his face: "The government has already considered this, but I would like to ask Shopkeeper Tian to make arrangements."
Xie Xiaoyao and his son looked at each other and felt their hearts sinking straight down, as if they were in a sea with no bottom.
I heard that Zhangjiazhuang was not arranged by the government. Why was it arranged by Zhaojiazhuang when we got here? Did the government not care about it?
Thinking of this, Xie Xiaoyao and his son's faces became gloomy and ugly.
Ahem, Tian Liang coughed twice, bringing the two of them to reality.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xie, Zhaojiazhuang already has a plan." Of course Tian Liang knew what they were thinking and looked at them playfully.
Xie Xiaoyao perked up and bowed his hands: "Shopkeeper Tian, I am all ears."
"Is there any magic taro or kudzu here?" Tian Liang asked kindly with a faint smile on his face.
Xie Xiaoyao felt a little disappointed when he heard that Tian Liang actually asked these questions.
However, since he is saving people now, he will naturally not show it. Instead, he will turn his attention to his son Xie Qi: "Dalang, please report it to Shopkeeper Tian."
He was the headmaster of the school, so he didn't know much about these things and felt a little embarrassed.
"Kudzu root, I also have it at home, I wonder if it is this one." Xie Qi led a few people to the study room of the school. He said to another person, "Sanlang, go get the kudzu root from your house and let the official see it." .”
After finishing speaking, Xie Qi said embarrassedly: "The humble house is really simple and simple, and I'm embarrassed to let the official and the shopkeeper come to the door."
At this time, Xie Qi's wife, Xie Luoshi, had already boiled the tea, picked up the tea bowl and placed it in front of their Eight Immortals table.
Huang Dong, Ren Huanghe and others used to drink Tuancha tea, and the tea bowls they used did not feel ordinary.
But Tian Liang was different. When he saw that there was no coffee table, there was only the Eight Immortals table.
He also didn't expect that there would be no tea cups or drunken spring breeze, only tea bowls for group tea.
He was used to drinking Chunfeng Zui, and he looked down on Tuancha at all, and couldn't help showing disappointment in his eyes.
"Dear officials and shopkeepers, the conditions of this school are indeed very poor. I hope you will forgive me." His son and his wife did not know, of course he knew about this, and he hurriedly bowed to express his humility. meaning.
When Xie Qi brought the government officials to Chengdu Valley, they naturally couldn't hide it from the eyes of the guards at Xiejiazhuang, so they secretly followed behind.
These nursing homes are very familiar with Chengdu Valley. They are originally from Chengdu Valley.
But Chengdu Valley is so poor that even the problem of warmth is difficult to solve.
It happened that Xiejiazhuang was recruiting nursing homes, so they simply signed up.
However, these nursing homes are not that easy to work in. They require physical fitness and perseverance.
Approximately 700 to 800 people signed up, but only 70 became nursing homes, and the elimination rate was extremely high.
It was not that simple for Xie Qiang, Xie Zhuang and others after they became the nursing home. The martial arts instructor invited by Xiejiazhuang practiced for a whole year, and they were not allowed to take action until they were fighting for water.
After a year of training, they did not say that one could defeat ten, but it was basically impossible to resist five.
Without the army, these guards would definitely be able to defeat Zhangjiazhuang, but it was a pity that they encountered horse-riding inspections like Hu Bo.
At this time, Xie Qiang, the head of the nursing home, said to Xie Zhuang: "Wu Lang, go back and report to the housekeeper that the army has arrived in the Refugee Valley."
Chengdu Valley is what the refugees call their place, but Xiejiazhuang laughed at it.
Now that we have left Chengdu and come here to escape, why should we still call it Chengdu Valley?
Why is it called the Refugee Valley when this place is obviously where you refugees are fleeing?
Upon hearing Xie Zhuang's report, Xie Dedong suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
He hurriedly put down the tea cup in his hand and ran to the patriarch Xie Dewen's bookstore in a gust of wind.
He ran so fast that he didn't notice the threshold of the study and was about to fall down with a loud bang.
Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and hurriedly grabbed the study door with one hand to prevent himself from making a fool of himself.
Seeing Xie Didong's embarrassed look, Xie Dewen put down the book in his hand.
He pointed at Xie Dedong and cursed: "You are still the housekeeper, and you have brought shame on Xie Jiazhuang."
"Clan leader, patriarch," Xie Dedong stammered without wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, "It's not good, it's not good."
"What's wrong? The sky hasn't fallen yet." Xie Dewen slowly picked up the tea cup with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Xie Dedong hurriedly grabbed the deformed robe and straightened the crooked headscarf.
His voice almost burst into tears as he stammered: "The clan chief, the officers and soldiers, the officers and soldiers have arrived at the Refugee Valley."
Bang bang, after hearing this, Xie Dewen let go of his hand, and the tea cup in his hand suddenly fell on the stone slab on the ground.
The tea lid suddenly broke into several pieces, and he didn't even notice that the hot tea wet his robe.
"Go and call Zi Juan." Xie Dewen was the clan leader after all. He quickly reacted and immediately gave instructions to the housekeeper.
Zijuan is the deputy clan leader Xie Deshu. This man has always been scheming and has only been promoted from elder to deputy clan leader.
Xie Dedong made a promise and shook his head inwardly.
He sneered in his heart. The clan leader just said that he was not decent, but he was even more rude and broke the tea lid.
However, since he was the butler after all, he naturally did not dare to show it, so he could only keep it in his heart and hurried to another room to call the deputy chief.
At this time, the maid had cleaned the floor, replaced the tea cups, and made him another cup of Drunken Spring Breeze.
But Xie Dewen had no intention of drinking tea and kept walking around the table with a look of anxiety on his face.
During a cup of tea, Xie Deshu also hurriedly came over from his study.
Hearing the sound of Xie Deshu's footsteps, Xie Dewen felt something was wrong and hurriedly sat down, pretending to be drinking tea seriously.
Xie Deshu walked in front, followed by the housekeeper.
The housekeeper was very good at observing faces and found that although Xie Dewen picked up the tea cup to drink tea, his eyes betrayed him.
Although Xie Dewen had a teacup in his hand, his eyes were looking at Xie Deshu, obviously hoping to get something from Xie Deshu.
