Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Before long, Mo Xiaohu arrived with a few people.

Seeing Fang Zheng, they were overjoyed. They spent much more time at the school than in Taoyuan County, and hadn't had a chance to return when they heard Fang Zheng had come back to the county.

They didn't expect the master to come to their door in person.

Mo Xiaohu was about to speak.

Fang Zheng sneered: "So, you're the kid who gave the hand grenade to the Crown Prince?"

The smile on Mo Xiaohu's face froze, and he stood there at a loss.

The others stopped in their tracks, not daring to step forward.

Although they didn't know what had happened, it seemed like the master was here to find fault.

Seeing Mo Xiaohu struggling to say anything for a long time, Fang Zheng said with a stern face: "Alright, don't do it again. If there's a next time, you can go to the palace and be a playmate for the imperial grandson."

Mo Xiaohu's lips trembled, and he almost burst into tears.

He was caught in the middle of the Crown Prince and the master, pleasing neither side.

"Master... I was just thinking of you..."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!"

Fang Zheng said: "Alright, let's talk business. The school seems to be developing well. Has anything special happened recently?"

Mo Xiaohu thought for a moment: "Everything is normal. We've recruited a lot of students. Besides that, the school has been holding a lot of activities like the county."

"In the new batch of students, many are sons of wealthy merchants, and many have special talents. We even held an art exhibition this time, and we're judging the awards now."

"Oh? That's interesting. Does the school still have any empty teaching buildings?"

"There are three connected buildings on the north side that are empty and haven't been named yet. Does master have any instructions?"

"Yes, immediately arrange for people to surround those three buildings. Also, put up a sign and call it Linglong Building. We'll use it for female student enrollment in the future." Fang Zheng looked at Zhao Linglong and said, "Linglong, from today onwards, the school will have a girls' school."

Zhao Linglong opened her small mouth in surprise, feeling a little overwhelmed.

He named it after her, so what could she do?

Fang Zheng turned back and continued: "Alright, have someone make the signboard now. I want to see it hung up in an hour!"

There were carpenters at Dongjiao University, and they had plenty of manpower, so it was more than enough to make a signboard.

Mo Xiaohu said hesitantly: "An hour, isn't that a little rushed...?"

"Stop talking nonsense, how long does it take to carve three words? Let's go, let's go see the art exhibition first. I didn't expect to find talented students after going out and coming back." Fang Zheng said with a smile.

Mo Xiaohu reluctantly agreed and informed the people around him.

Then he led Fang Zheng towards the direction of the front square.

In the square, there were many paintings on display, all of them ink paintings. Occasionally, there were one or two sketches, but the techniques were a little rough, and it didn't seem like they had learned it very well.

On the contrary, each of the ink paintings was extremely outstanding.

Mo Xiaohu introduced as he walked: "Master, most of these are paintings made by the new students. These people all come from wealthy merchant families. To be honest, their paintings are really good."

"The school decided to select a group of talented people through the art exhibition to be responsible for promoting the school in the future, which will also save some money."

Fang Zheng nodded as he looked: "Yes, not bad. Those with special talents can be given special training, copying famous paintings, and selling them can also generate income for the school."

After saying that, Fang Zheng turned around and looked at Linglong.

He asked: "Has the first place in this art exhibition been selected? Perfect, I want to find someone to paint a picture now, and it will be of this girl."

Mo Xiaohu said: "Master, this girl is..."

"She is our country's heroine, a key propaganda target."

"Understood, the first place has already been selected. Master, please come with me to see it. If you think it's suitable, I'll call him over."

After Mo Xiaohu finished speaking, he led Fang Zheng and the others forward.

After walking about ten steps, they stopped in front of a huge painting, about the height and width of a person.

The painting was full of momentum. The leader was a burly general, his face faintly visible. Behind him, the army's killing intent was evident. Dark clouds covered the sky, and a dragon shape was hidden in the clouds.

Most importantly, there was a line of small characters in the introduction below.

"Master, this is the painting, 'The Emperor's Expedition'. It's the school's recognized first place. The painter's name is Zhou Wen. His family is a well-known wealthy merchant. It is said that he started learning to paint at the age of seven. This painting was created by him after His Majesty returned to the capital, working day and night." Mo Xiaohu pointed to the words.

Fang Zheng nodded and leaned over to carefully examine it.

"Hmm... Zhou Wen, right? He's fired."

"Ah?"

"Hmph, a work of flattery. How can others be evaluated when he paints this kind of painting?! Find an excuse to fire him in a month. In the future, if anyone paints this kind of painting in the school, they will be expelled without exception. They don't understand the rules at all!" Fang Zheng's expression was filled with anger.

"But... he really painted it well." Mo Xiaohu stammered.

"No one can try to be clever in front of me. Do you think I don't know what his purpose is in painting this kind of painting?! It affects the academic atmosphere, so he can't be kept. In the future, tell the students privately that this is a subject that can't be touched." Fang Zheng waved his hand, "Alright, call the sketch artist over, and bring a horse and a piece of red cloth to paint here."

When the artist arrived, Fang Zheng led the horse over and said to Linglong: "Come, get on the horse and I'll have the artist paint a picture of you, and put on this red cloth."

Linglong said at a loss: "Sir Fang, what are you doing?"

"You are the first girl to enroll in our girls' school, so of course we have to focus on promoting you and then attract other girls to enroll. Do you have any objections?"

"I haven't agreed to you yet... You're not kidding me with this school, are you?" Linglong murmured.

Fang Zheng said: "Casual? No, no, no, this is not casual at all. Great things spring from small beginnings, any great cause starts from the simple things."

"A towering tree also starts from a seed. Life is not a drama, there are not so many rituals. After this, there are still many things that I have to solve one by one, which is not as simple as you think."

"Besides, do I have any reason to deceive you? Even if you want to go home, it's not a problem, just treat it as helping me, how about it?"

"If this experiment is successful in the Great Jing, I would also be very willing to open a girls' school in the Jin Kingdom. At that time, you will be the savior of countless women in the Jin Kingdom."

"Think about those women in dire straits, controlled by others throughout their lives, with no chance to choose their own lives. Can you just watch so many..."

After a moral kidnapping, a series of grand hats were put on her, and Linglong fell silent.

After all, she was a person who had read books. Hearing Fang Zheng say this, if she didn't do it.

She felt that hell would have to open a separate layer for her...

Looking at the red cloth handed over by Fang Zheng, she silently stretched out her hand: "Okay... Then I'll help Sir Fang once, and the future things..."

"The future things can be said later. I'll take you to see the teaching building later, and then you can make a decision."

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