Chapter 109: Doting on Your Husband Only

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The magistrate of Pingcheng, whose surname is Jiang, is in his forties and has an elegant temperament. When Li Qiao and Tao Zhu arrived at the county government office, he was playing with garlic seedlings in the backyard wing of the county government office.

After listening to the old government officer's report, he asked Li Qiao and Tao Zhu to come to the wing to meet him.

"Student Li Qiao, pay homage to the magistrate."

Li Qiao and Tao Zhu entered the wing, saw Jiang Zhixian, and knelt down to salute.

Although he really didn't want to kneel down, the rules of this era were like this, and Li Qiao didn't want to be independent.

"Get up."

Jiang Zhixian left Suan Miao and waved his hand, signaling Li Qiao and Tao Zhu to get up.

When Li Qiao and Tao Zhu stood up, his eyes turned around Li Qiao, and then around Tao Zhu. Then he crossed his arms in front of him and spoke slowly: "Li Qiao" , Li Qiao from Sanliu Village in Sanli Town, right?"

"My lord, the student is Li Qiao from Sanliu Village in Sanli Town."

Li Qiao lowered his head and answered with a clear voice.

"Yes." Jiang Zhixian paced back and forth and continued to ask slowly: "I heard that you were ignorant before and only recently started to study seriously. What books have you read?"

"Sir, the student has only read four books recently."

Li Qiao showed no shame when mentioning the past, and his voice was still clear.

"Then I won't make it difficult for you. I won't test you on Mo Yi and Tie Jing. You can just talk about your sweet potato workshop. I heard that you gave profits to the villagers?"

"yes."

Although he was shocked in his heart, Li Qiao didn't panic at all. He directly explained the origin and current situation of the sweet potato workshop without thinking.

Including why he gave profits to the villagers:

The villagers took good care of their husband and wife, and he wanted to repay the favor to the villagers.

After listening to his long words, Jiang Zhixian's face flashed with satisfaction: "The Holy Father once said that gratitude is the greatest virtue of a person. Although you are not good at studying, you are fortunate to have a grateful heart."

"Besides, you have actually made the villagers in the surrounding villages earn money. The Holy Father once said that if the people are rich, the country will be safe. You can make the villagers in Sanli Town rich, which is amazing."

Li Qiao: "..."

This is a compliment to him.

But he must be humble. He was about to speak, but in the next moment, Magistrate Jiang spoke again.

"The Chinese New Year is about to come, and I need to make some local gifts to present to my relatives and friends. After staying in Pingcheng for three years, Pingcheng finally has some local specialties that I can get my hands on."

"Make some of the vermicelli and the green dumplings stuffed with egg yolk and meat floss yourself. Be quick so you don't delay the New Year's gift."

"?"

Is this the point of emotion?

Did you deliberately stop him at the city gate to let him make something useful?

What a big deal he thought it was!

Tao Zhu next to him was also a little stunned. Is this the case?

Jiang Zhixian noticed Li Qiao's speechlessness and Tao Zhu's dullness. He coughed softly and said with a serious face: "Your business is getting bigger and bigger. Be careful to get a business registration. The Holy One once said that businessmen attach great importance to profits." It's unethical. If you want to study in the future, you must not become a businessman."

"You go back and find a suitable person to support you, and come to the county government office in a few days to handle the matter."

Li Qiao: "..."

He almost forgot about it!

However, why does the magistrate always quote words from the Holy Master's essays in his speeches?

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The author has something to say:

Hey, this is the follow-up to Sweet Potato...

The sweet potato yield per mu in this time and space was made up by me, so don’t take it seriously.

Chapter 63: The whole county makes sweet potato starch. Jiangzhi County’s heel

Because the essay topics for the college examination were taken from the essays written by the Sage, Li Qiao knew every essay written by the Sage by heart.

Now that Magistrate Jiang quoted the words in it, he understood it immediately.

But he couldn't express his doubts. He could only respond respectfully, saying that he would be able to handle the matter of affiliation soon, and that he would personally make some green dumplings filled with vermicelli and egg yolk meat.

Jiang Zhixian was very satisfied with his answer, and then sent the couple away, emphasizing again that they should hurry up and not delay the New Year's ceremony.

After coming out of the county government office, Tao Zhu was still a little confused. He looked at Li Qiao subconsciously. At this time, Li Qiao was his backbone.

He was a little country man. He had never thought about meeting the county magistrate alone before. Just now he was so nervous that nothing could come to his mind. He could only use the corner of his eye to look at Li Qiao. He would do whatever Li Qiao did. .

Now that he had left the county government office, he took a long breath as if he had found his soul.

He almost forgot to breathe just now!

"Are you scared?"

Li Qiao saw Tao Zhu raise his hand and pat his heart gently, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold his other hand: "Don't be afraid, the county magistrate is amiable and down-to-earth. There were actually a lot of garlic seedlings planted in the room just now, and they are growing very well. "

"Garlic sprouts?"

Tao Zhu was a little surprised.

He was so nervous just now that he kept staring at his toes and didn't even notice the furnishings in the room.

"Yes, it's garlic sprouts. Being able to grow garlic sprouts yourself, combined with your daily behavior, is enough to prove that your Majesty is a good official who cares about the people. So don't be afraid."

Li Qiao said, holding the ox cart with one hand and Tao Zhu's hand with the other, and walked slowly towards the city gate.

At this time, a small wind blew, hitting his face and going down his sleeves into his clothes. Tao Zhu was so cold that he shivered all over.

The stiff brain finally returned to normal.

"Put on your gloves, don't freeze." Sensing that Li Qiao's hands were a little cold, he took the initiative to let go of Li Qiao's hands and urged Li Qiao to put on his gloves.

"Are you okay?" Li Qiao stared at his face and observed his expression carefully.

"Okay, okay, I'm just confused."

Tao Zhu said and went to get the gloves.

The gloves were placed on the bullock cart. They were warm from eating at Wangyue Tower, so they didn't wear gloves when they came out.

But now it's been an hour since lunch, and the heat from the food has long since disappeared. If I don't wear gloves, I will really freeze.

He handed the gloves to Li Qiao and said, "I was a little scared at first, but now that I think about it, with you, I can bear it no matter what happens."

As long as you are with this person, no matter what happens, he is not afraid.

"That's right to think about it this way. As long as the two of us are together, we can overcome any obstacle."

Li Qiao took the gloves, put them on, and then asked Tao Zhu to get on the oxcart: "Let's go find Brother Wen, don't go back to the village yet."

"Looking for Brother Wen?"

"Yes, he lives in the county town and has better information than me. I want to find him to find out about the county magistrate."

He knew too little about the county magistrate, and Zhuang Wen definitely knew more than he did.

So, Li Qiao led the ox cart and turned to Zhuang Wen's small yard in the county town.

When we arrived at the small courtyard, the manor was actually there.

The manor was here to take his parents and younger brother home.

It was the twelfth lunar month, and there were only a few days before the private school holiday. In addition, Zhuang Wen felt that instead of studying hard in the county, it would be better to go back to the village to discuss things with Li Qiao, so he simply packed up and went home early to celebrate the New Year.

Zhuang Wen was surprised and happy when he saw Li Qiao.

But now is not the time to talk. If you don't go back to the village, you will have to travel at night. It gets dark early in winter.

So Li Qiao and Tao Zhu helped carry the luggage, and soon they finished packing. The two oxcarts headed towards Sanliu Village despite the slight cold wind.

As soon as he left the county town, light snowflakes began to fall in the sky. Zhuang Wen wrapped his fox fur cloak tightly around his body and held a small hand stove in his hand. He got off his family's ox cart and then got on Li Qiao's family's ox cart. .

"Brother, why did you find your brother just now?"

Zhuang Wen sat behind Li Qiao and Tao Zhu, huddled in his cloak, only revealing a pair of eyes looking at Li Qiao.

He is old, his body is not as good as his youth, and he is not resistant to cold.

"It's not a big deal, it's just..." Li Qiao briefly explained the matter that the county magistrate came to see him.

He was downplaying it, but Zhuang Wen almost jumped up when he heard it, and he threw away the small stove in his hand in fear: "Isn't this a big deal?"

Several people on the bullock cart next to him also cast surprised glances.

County Grandpa!

"Uh..." Li Qiao picked up the hand stove that fell aside: "Brother Wen is right, this is a big deal!"

Zhuang Wen took the hand stove, but his mind was no longer on keeping warm. He approached Li Qiao and nervously confirmed: "The magistrate didn't test your knowledge. He only asked about the sweet potato workshop?"

"Yes. He wants to buy some souvenirs to give to his relatives and friends."

"Then that's a good thing!"

Zhuang Wen patted his thigh and looked excited: "Our magistrate was a second-class Jinshi in the first year of Shengping. With his achievements, he could not directly become an official of the Hanlin Academy, but he wrote good policies and essays, and the emperor He made an exception and was admitted to the Hanlin Academy."

"After two years in the Hanlin Academy, he was sent to Pingcheng and became the magistrate of Pingcheng."

According to Dasheng's rules, except for the first-class scholars, second-class scholars, and third-class scholars who can directly enter the Hanlin Academy, the remaining second-class and third-class scholars who want to enter the Hanlin Academy as officials must first serve as shujishi in the Hanlin Academy for a period of time to continue their studies. study.

Being a Shujishi is just a status, not a formal official position, but they also receive a salary from the court. Only those who pass the Shujishi examination can hold a formal official position in the Hanlin Academy.

Because Jiang Zhixian's policy essays were very popular with the Holy Spirit, the Holy Emperor allowed him to directly enter the Hanlin Academy. He first became a reviewer of the seventh rank and majored in ancient history.

Two years later, he was released to the outside world and became the county magistrate of the seventh grade, truly taking control of the power of the county.

Of course, for many people, Beijing officials from the seventh rank are more popular than local officials from the seventh rank, especially those from the Hanlin Academy, who are the reserve of Dasheng officials.

But for Zhuang Wen, who had been studying for thirty years and could not even pass the examination as a scholar, the seventh-grade county magistrate was already a great official.