Chapter 47 Can our thoughts stop being riddles?
Anling County.
Longyuan Academy.
The young Master Shen held up a newspaper and told his students about the major events that had recently occurred.
"Our largest library in Anling County will open in five days. From then on, everyone can borrow books and read them. During holidays, you can also go to the library's study room to do your homework," Master Shen earnestly instructed.
A student raised his hand and asked, "Master, what is the difference between the Anling County Library and our academy's library?"
Master Shen laughed upon hearing this and said, “The Anling County Library has two floors. The variety and quantity of books far surpass what our single library can offer. Moreover, the library also has study rooms for everyone to copy books and do homework.”
He said earnestly, "You must not let down the elders of the paper mill and printing workshop!"
Students: "..."
"Even during holidays, I have to go to the library to study. It's so tiring!" A child slumped onto the table.
"Yes, we already have a lot of homework."
Master Shen glanced at them but said nothing. He continued speaking.
“A month ago, Liangzhou was flooded due to several days of heavy rain, which flooded the houses and farmland of more than 100 households in more than ten villages.”
The students gasped.
"Ten days ago, high temperatures began in various counties of Chaozhou. The fruits and vegetables grown in the fields became unpalatable due to excessive sun exposure and insufficient rainfall, and the rice yield also decreased."
Several students straightened their backs, unable to help but empathize with the local people.
"Two months ago, the rebel army in the north captured a county town in Pingzhou. The county officials abandoned the town's inhabitants and fled. After entering the town, the rebel army committed all kinds of atrocities, including burning, killing, looting and burning."
Students: "!"
Master Shen then read aloud several major events that had occurred in other states, and then smiled kindly at the students, “Children, you are sitting here today and feel that studying is too tiring and you have too much homework. But many of your peers have no food to eat and will starve to death; they will be beaten and killed by bandits; they will be eaten by people they know and people they don’t know.”
"Children, you are lucky to have been born in Anling. You must cherish it."
"You must study hard and strive to become useful people to Anling, so that in the future you can protect Anling from being captured by bandits and protect your loved ones from being slaughtered by bandits!"
These "grand principles" that later generations of students were tired of hearing were powerful weapons for the children of the academy.
Some looked terrified, some seemed thoughtful, some showed shame, and some whispered among themselves to their classmates…
Master Shen was very pleased that the children were stunned by his words, but he did not show it on his face. He gently assigned today's homework: write a 500-word reflection on the "Anling Monthly" and hand it in tomorrow morning.
Students: "!!!"
Aa ...
"We need to provide political and historical education to the people of Anling County!" This was proposed by Zhu Youchuan.
At the meeting of the Executive Council, he spoke righteously and sternly, saying, "When you live a good life for too long, you forget the hardships you have endured. We must make everyone remember that the crisis is not completely over. If we cannot develop ourselves and become stronger, we will lose the peaceful and happy life we have today!"
Cheng Hui agreed, saying, "We need to let everyone know what other places are like and what has happened there." This would highlight how fortunate we are to have received the goddess's protection.
Gu Lanying thought for a moment and said, "Everyone should be grateful to the goddess." She still held onto her original idea, carefully serving the goddess, trying to please her, and avoiding angering her so that she would abandon them.
A consensus was reached, and political and historical classes were added to the learning of adults and students.
Knowing the way we came from.
Centered around the goddess.
Zhu Youchuan came to He Qinglan to report this matter. He Qinglan looked at him thoughtfully, which made Zhu Youchuan a little confused.
He spoke cautiously, "What do you want to say?"
He Qinglan calmly replied, "When the benefits are great enough, some people will choose to betray."
No matter what she has done or how much kindness she has shown, there will always be people who betray her for personal gain.
Zhu Youchuan was taken aback. He asked, "Is someone going to do something to betray you?"
He Qinglan did not answer directly, but said, "Wasn't this foreseeable?"
Zhu Youchuan: "..."
He Qinglan continued, "Anling has developed."
Zhu Youchuan: "..."
He was internally raging, thinking, "Just say what you mean, why are you being such a riddle-maker?"
Of course, he also understood what He Qinglan meant. As Anling County developed, some people gradually gained power and money, and their desires grew, no longer satisfied with Anling.
They seize any opportunity that is extended to them.
For the sake of a prosperous future, no matter how much kindness the goddess has shown, she may still betray you.
“But I still think it’s very necessary to conduct political education.” Zhu Youchuan looked at He Qinglan and said seriously, “Some people will betray you for their own benefit, but many more people are grateful to you for saving their lives and are willing to go through fire and water for you.”
He Qinglan smiled faintly, "There's no need for going through fire and water, just get back to work."
If you upset me, I'll take action myself.
Zhu Youchuan felt that the goddess viewed the people of this world with a negative attitude.
She was generous in helping people, but she didn't seem to believe that those she saved would remain loyal to her forever.
He decided to talk to Old Master Cheng and Aunt Gu, and they would try to find a way to make the goddess happy.
He Qinglan: "..."
She glanced at Zhu Youchuan and warned him, "Don't build me a temple, don't make me a statue."
Zhu Youchuan was stunned. "Huh?"
He Qinglan said quietly, "I don't want to leave this world and still have to protect the people in it."
She has traversed many small worlds, and in each world, all past lives ended the moment she left.
This world is no exception. She didn't want to leave with the people of this world offering her incense and bestowing upon her corresponding blessings, making her departure somewhat unease.
Zhu Youchuan replied helplessly: Fine.
He said, "Shall we think of some other ideas?"
He Qinglan politely declined, saying, "No need."
She emphasized again, "Good, good, work!"
Zhu Youchuan turned to look for Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui frowned and pondered for a long time before saying, "It's alright. Everyone should do what they're supposed to do, and we'll deal with whatever comes our way."
"If you are really worried, tell Huang Dade and Hu Dazhu to increase training and patrols."
He looked at Zhu Youchuan and smiled, "You read history books, so you know that betrayal is commonplace. I suppose the goddess is used to it, and only occasionally feels sentimental about it."
The goddess isn't actually a young woman in her early twenties.
The goddess, whose real age is several thousand years, sneezed.
System: [You have a cold?]
He Qinglan: [No, it was Cheng Hui chirping crickets. I'm not a young person.]
system:【? ? ? 】
The system was shocked: [How could a man in his sixties have the nerve to mess with a twenty-two-year-old female college student like you!]
He Qinglan felt slightly guilty. "He probably thinks I'm mature and steady." Physical age and spiritual age are two different things.
He Qinglan: [Alright, alright, never mind him, let's continue unlocking dishes.]
System: [Okay, next up are Farewell My Concubine and Wensi Tofu.]
He Qinglan: [Wensi Tofu is just complicated to make, the ingredients shouldn't be difficult to find...]
System: [Unlock failed.]
He Qinglan: [...]
He Qinglan: [Again!]
Song Li and his convoy returned.
They first handed over the refugees they brought back to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, while their own people went back to report to Yun Youning.
The refugees stared in shock at the Anling County before them.
Gan Xiaoyue's eyes widened: the roads here were very smooth and clean.
As you walk along, you can see trash cans, no wonder there wasn't much trash on the road.
The roadside is lined with flowering trees, their purple blossoms creating a beautiful sight.
The people of Anling County walking on the street were also dressed neatly, and everyone looked very energetic.
Unlike these people, whose clothes were dirty and tattered, whose hair was messy, and whose faces and hands were filthy.
Gan Xiaoyue's face flushed red, and she lowered her head to avoid the curious gazes.
But she couldn't help but wonder, what will this place be like? Will we be able to live here? Will I really be able to study here?
The person in charge of receiving us was someone assigned by Mo Jingchun, and the young man in the lead was in his thirties.
They first led the group to a public bathhouse not far from the city gate, where the refugees could bathe, wash their hair, and have their nails trimmed.
They also received clothing from the embroidery workshop, consisting of short-sleeved shirts and trousers tailored to resemble the goddess's attire, which were distributed according to the refugees' heights.
Gan Xiaoyue changed into clean clothes.
She awkwardly tugged at the sleeve that only reached her forearm, and then pulled at her trousers.
Her aunt exclaimed in surprise, "I've never seen clothes like this before!"
Gan Xiaoyue kicked her legs, tilted her head back and laughed, "But it's very convenient to wear."
After changing their clothes, Gan Xiaoyue and her aunt were called to the side to line up. There was an older woman in front of them, trimming the nails of everyone who came in front of her.
After queuing for a while, it was Gan Xiaoyue's turn. The little girl obediently stretched out her hands.
The woman worked very quickly. After trimming her nails, she looked her up and down and asked, "How old are you this year?"
Gan Xiaoyue answered softly, "Nine years old."
The older woman exclaimed in surprise, "So young! Has she ever been to school?"
Gan Xiaoyue shook her head.
The older woman gently patted her shoulder, "It's alright, you'll be able to go to school from now on."
The Ministry of Civil Affairs then took them to visit various workshops, academies, libraries, and fields on the outskirts of the city.
They saw rows of new furniture, baskets of tea leaves, rows of curved plows, stacks of white porcelain bowls, and bamboo baskets...
I saw children sitting in the school reading.
I saw crops growing very vigorously in the fields, swaying in the wind.
...
Gan Xiaoyue's aunt was dumbfounded the whole way. She gripped Gan Xiaoyue's hand tightly and said, "Xiaoyue, what Sister Song said was actually true!"
The young woman's voice trembled slightly with excitement, "From now on, we can live in a place like this!"
Gan Xiaoyue nodded repeatedly, her eyes sparkling, "Yes, yes, we can stay here!"
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Author's Note: I wrote 1200 words last night to make up for the previous chapter.
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