Fang Qing couldn't understand it.
The village chief visited several villages to discuss the road construction, and the final conclusion was that while each village could contribute manpower and labor, they probably couldn't afford the cost of such a large road.
The village chief personally came over and told Fang Qing about this.
“The villagers in the nearby villages are grateful that you can pay for the road repair, but the country roads are no less expensive than the main roads, and you can’t pay for them all by yourself. After thinking about it, everyone decided to go to the county government office another day to ask the county magistrate.”
“You’ve led the villagers to farm, and several nearby counties have benefited as well, especially An County. The imperial court has given them so many rewards. I don’t think the county government would be stingy with money for road repairs.”
The village chief and several other village chiefs went to the county government office, but they didn't even get to see the county magistrate. The county magistrate directly refused them, saying that the county government office didn't have enough money to repair the road.
"We can find a way to solve the problem of not having money to repair the road; the county government can organize a fundraising campaign..."
However, before the village chief could finish speaking, the county magistrate interrupted him.
"What fundraising? Who would give you money to repair your dilapidated country roads? The county magistrate is encouraging you to farm, and you're still not satisfied? You even want to repair roads? I think you're just asking for trouble."
The village chiefs were stunned by his shout.
How could it be that the county magistrate led them to farm? Fang Qing sold them the grain seeds and taught them how to farm efficiently.
How come it's all thanks to the county magistrate here?
"Your Excellency, I really hope you can have a good talk with the county magistrate about this matter. The one who proposed the road repair was Fang Qing. You know Fang Qing, right? Her nickname is Bean Sprout. She's the owner of Sunny Seeds..."
However, before the village chief could finish speaking, the county magistrate waved his hand impatiently.
“I don’t know, I’ve never heard of it. Remember this: you’re living a good life now because of the county magistrate, not because of some nobody like Qing or Douya. Get out of here! Our county government has a lot of things to do, we don’t have time to deal with your affairs.”
As he spoke, the county magistrate ordered his yamen runners to come and drive the village chiefs out.
Ever since Fang Qing started selling grain seeds, Fang Tiezhu had never been treated like this. Relying on his kinship with Fang Qing, he was treated with disrespect wherever he went.
Now, these village chiefs, all humbled and subservient, have actually been driven out.
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