After interpenetrating with Lord Hou, he became addicted to house fighting

This move can be said to kill two birds with one stone. It not only enables the students to support themselves, but also allows them to truly understand the problems of people's livelihood.

Articles written in this way will not be superficial.

Only when we truly understand the difficulties of people's livelihood, can we make our articles meaningful and think about how to change the status quo.

Rong An also mentioned that in the future, some students will be recruited into the army. If they are talented, they can be counselors. If they are good at teaching, they can be teachers to the soldiers. Unfortunately, there are still many civilian jobs in the army.

He believed that the students who came out of the Chu Family Academy would not be bad-natured.

Chu Yin attaches great importance to this heavy trust.Although the school emphasized the need to strengthen the management of the students' xinxing at the beginning of the school, this issue was still mentioned frequently in the communication with the father.

The academy established by the Chu family was finally named Hongde Academy, because Chu Yin always believed that virtue comes first in learning.

Chu Dunru expressed his support, and Rong An naturally had no objection.

"It's getting late," Mu Xiang reminded, "Miss, go to bed earlier, I went to bed late last night, and I was still chatting with Miss Yu during the afternoon nap."

Chu Yin did feel tired, so she sorted out the materials of Hongde Academy, got up, changed her clothes, washed and went to bed.

Perhaps because he had nothing on his mind, Chu Yin slept very soundly that night.

Who would have woken up from the cold, and asked in a daze, "Mu Xiang, did someone open the window?"

Later, Rong Jin's voice came from outside: "Master Hou, what did you say?"

With a jolt, Chu Yin woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the simple roof of the handsome tent. He was lying with his clothes on, covered only with a wolf fur mattress.

While talking, Rong Jin had brought in hot water, "Master Hou, it's time to wash up."

In fact, the genius is bright.

It seems that as I guessed, the interval between him and Rong An is shortening, and the time he stays in his body is getting longer.

There is nothing wrong with it.

She got up and washed her face, turned around and read Rong An's diary, and breakfast was brought.

The amount of food is about the same as when I left.

Then deal with daily business.

Rong An didn't travel much in the three days he lived. On the first day, he encountered a snowstorm and had to stop his march. On the second day, he encountered a village that was almost completely buried by the snowstorm, and went to help rescue the victims.

It is not enough to just dig the victims out of the snow. The house was crushed by the blizzard, and they have nowhere to go. In such a cold day, if they can't eat hot soup and hot meals, they will really freeze to death, especially those young children and decaying old man.

Therefore, Rong An ordered the vanguard officer to lead the troops of the headquarters to clear the snow first, and ordered 3000 people from the army to help rescue the victims. The 3000 people were responsible for clearing the open space, pitching tents on the spot, and taking measures to keep warm.

Another 3000 people were sent to spread the search to see if there were any people in need of rescue nearby.

The rest are waiting to help clear the snow.

He also ordered people to notify the local government and let them resolve follow-up matters.

On the way to the march, we can only solve the urgent needs. If we want to deal with it completely, the government needs to intervene.

Unexpectedly, the magistrate is actually a person who only knows about pleasure. He just finished the "night chat around the fire" with his friends, and he is intoxicated in the gentleness of the countryside.

The soldiers who came to deliver the letter were so furious that they dragged him out of the bed on the spot, didn't allow him to get dressed, and carried him away like a chicken.

When the soldiers threw him at Rong An's feet, his whole body was bruised from the cold, he was shaking non-stop, and almost passed out.

Quietly, it's coming!