The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

Xie Shuting had originally planned to take some time off today and not leave the county government office, but when she saw the snow piled several feet thick outside, she began to feel a little uneasy.

She had to quickly wash up and rush to the front yamen. She happened to see Shen Yancheng, the head of the household yamen, coming, so she waited outside the door for a while.

After Shen Yancheng left, she slowly walked into the study, bowed and said, "My daughter greets my father."

"Shu Ting?"

Xie Tingwen was surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come to see me, father?"

"Father! This snow came later than in previous years. Did you notice anything?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Tingwen's expression froze. He put down the official letter in his hand and began to ponder secretly.

Xie Shuting sat aside by herself, stroked the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said nothing much.

After waiting for a while, Xie Tingwen's expression suddenly changed, and he said loudly: "This situation is recorded in the county annals of Laigu County."

"That's right. In the twelfth year of Jingyun, there was no snow in Laigu County during the winter solstice, but by the end of October, the mountains were completely covered with snow, which was two feet and three inches thick."

At this point, Xie Shuting suddenly changed the subject and said, "This matter may seem unimportant, but combined with the severe drought in the thirteenth year of Jingyun, it must be related."

Xie Tingwen nodded approvingly. He naturally confirmed Xie Shuting's guess, and a trace of worry arose in his heart.

Although the people who govern prefectures and counties are all officials of the current era, most special issues must be solved by following the footsteps of their predecessors. This is a matter of experience.

Xie Tingwen calmed down a bit, suppressed his anxiety and said, "This is just your guess. Let's hold off for now and observe for a few days."

"Father is right. A daughter is always busy and will cause chaos. Now that father has made a decision, I will take my leave first." Xie Shuting stood up, bowed, and slowly left the study.

All she could do was give some advice. After all, the county magistrate of Laigu County was Xie Tingwen. If she was too outstanding, it would naturally damage her father's reputation.

He walked out of the study slowly, looking at the snow in the courtyard, his face full of worry.

Because no matter if she had the memory of her past life or relied on her past life experience, she was certain that there would be a great disaster in the 28th year of Jingyun.

Just as Xie Shuting left, Xie Tingwen in the study shouted, "Uncle Qin! Tell the three heads of the Gongya, Huya, and Nongsi to go to the living room right away."

"Yes!~"

Uncle Qin had just finished speaking when Xie Tingwen hurriedly ordered, "Also, ask the head of the Criminal Court to go over there, immediately."

"Yes!" Uncle Qin responded repeatedly, not daring to delay for a moment.

......

In the county school, as the sound of reading could be heard, the people who had sent their children to study outside the school could not help but shed tears.

"We have finally made it. It is our great fortune that we have Mr. Xie in Gu County."

"Yes! Going to school is something we never dared to think about, and it's free."

"God has eyes. God really has eyes."

As the sounds of admiration continued to spread, the sound of students reading in the school was instantly suppressed.

Dong Pingchang, who was teaching, heard the crying outside the door. He put down the book with an ugly look on his face and walked out.

Amid the compliments from the crowd, the tightly closed door of the county school slowly opened.

After seeing who was coming, the people bowed and thanked him. After all, the position of heaven, earth, emperor, parents and teachers is there, and Dong Pingchang is the child's enlightenment teacher.

Feeling the high emotions of the crowd, Dong Pingchang's anger also dissipated for the most part.

He helplessly stretched out his hand to suppress it, and then said loudly: "Everyone! This is a school after all. If you are making such a noise, the teacher in the school cannot teach."

"this......"

Everyone was confused for a moment. After all, they had never been to school and had no idea of ​​the trouble they had just caused the students.

"Hey!~"

Dong Pingchang sighed helplessly and patiently explained, "There are too many students. It may take three days for the teacher to arrive. There are only three teachers to teach these days. If you make a fuss, the students will be upset and it may cause trouble for the teachers. You can go back first and come to the private school to pick up the children at the end of the afternoon."

Dong Pingchang waved his hands to the crowd, as if to apologize. The people scratched their heads in embarrassment, and their voices became much quieter.

Seeing this, Dong Pingchang was quite satisfied. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the Taoist school, he saw an attendant quickly approaching.

"Mr. Dong! This is the silver and money approved by the government." As the attendant spoke, he took out the approval note with the seal of the county government and the seal of the household government from his arms.

Dong Pingchang took a quick look and ordered, "Go buy five hundred strings of hemp paper, thirty inkstones, and one hundred brushes."

"The pens and inkstones don't need to be too good. They can't use them now." Dong Pingchang reminded him hurriedly, fearing that the servant would buy expensive ones.

After all, it seems too luxurious to use the good things on this group of illiterate students.

"Yes!" the servant immediately leaned forward and responded.

Dong Pingchang looked back at the people, bowed helplessly, and then returned to the school.

Soon, the sound of Lang Lang reading could be heard in the school again. Compared to the noise outside the school before, except for the rare hawking, it was rare quiet at this moment.

Xie Ningzhi, who was leading the recitation in the classroom, nodded slightly to Dong Pingchang to show his gratitude. After all, it was really too noisy outside before.

But in the school he was in charge of at the moment, all the students couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh. After all, Xie Ningzhi's condition today was a bit funny.

Because every time Xie Ningzhi taught a sentence, he would subconsciously rub his butt. His uncharacteristic behavior was naturally noticed by all the students.

One of the young men, who looked honest, stood up quickly, stroked his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xie! Are you feeling unwell?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Ningzhi immediately put down the book in his hand, looked at the young man in front of him, curled his lips and said, "No problem! Let's continue."

The young man said no more, sat back in his seat, and began to read aloud following Xie Ningzhi's tone.

Compared with his previous indecent postures, Xie Ningzhi's movements became much more restrained after the young man's reminder.

At the moment, he was feeling quite depressed because he had just returned to the yamen last night and was taken to the study by Uncle Qin.

He was scolded by Xie Tingwen for no apparent reason, and then was severely whipped by Xie Tingwen on the charge of "unfilial piety".

He was also in tears, having suffered an unexpected disaster for no reason.

Xie Ningzhi endured the pain and said loudly: "Dragon Master, Fire Emperor, Bird Official, Human Emperor."

All the students in the academy hurriedly echoed, "Dragon Master, Fire Emperor, Bird Official, Human Emperor."

"When writing was first invented, clothes were put on."

"When writing was first invented, people began to wear clothes." The students repeated again.