Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Outside the Meridian Gate.

The ministers had already arrived on time, waiting to attend the morning court.

It was still early, and a few scattered old men could be seen, wearing court robes and arriving late on bicycles.

Others had already brought their small stools, sitting by the street, eating breakfast, and chatting with colleagues.

This could be considered a daily pre-court meeting.

However, today was a bit strange. In the past, everyone discussed important national affairs, but today they were all talking about their own things.

Most people were excitedly describing the amazing changes in their descendants after returning from Yucai Elementary School.

Zhang Dongxiang calmly ate his breakfast, but his ears were stretched out a long way.

"Old Wang, you won't believe it, but my third child is amazing since coming back from Yucai! He recognizes more characters than my second child!"

"Really? Congratulations, congratulations! My grandson is not bad either. He can read any book and even washes my feet!"

"Hey, my grandson also washed my feet."

"What, yours too?"

These few discussions spread, and some people gradually gathered towards the center of the conversation.

Originally, everyone was beaming with pride, but the more they talked, the more wrong it felt.

"What's going on? You all got your feet washed!"

The more Zhang Dongxiang heard, the more uncomfortable he felt. Zheng Qiao leaned close to him and asked, "Did your grandson wash your feet?"

"My grandson has been filial since he was young, of course he washed them!" Zhang Dongxiang twitched the corner of his mouth, "He even told me a story."

Just then, the discussion suddenly became intense.

"You guys just got your feet washed, my grandson even told me a story."

"Was it a story about ducks swimming around?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"I heard about ducks too. This is probably homework... Fang Zheng-yi, this bastard!!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Someone excitedly asked, "Did your child ask to see the account books when they came home?"

"They did... Hmph, wanting to see our family's account books, Fang Zheng-yi is even using children. He's really something!"

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard is using homework as a cover. He has no bottom line!"

Then came another round of criticism against Fang Zheng-yi.

He happily grinned like an idiot all night!

Zhang Dongxiang's face was unusually ugly. Zheng Qiao patted him twice with sympathy, comforting him, "It's all the same, it's all the same. As long as the filial piety is genuine. No matter what, it's good if the child learns well."

"By the way, Lord Zhang, did your grandson ask to see the account books yesterday? My grandson even drew a form."

Zhang Dongxiang was silent for a while, "He did. That form is incredibly useful, indeed powerful. If it can be promoted, it will definitely be a great help. I am going to present it to His Majesty today."

As he spoke, he took out a form from his chest and handed it to Zheng Qiao.

Zheng Qiao took the form, glanced at it, and said to Zhang Dongxiang with a smile that was not a smile, "I didn't expect your family to live so frugally."

"Hey, I'm old, how much money can I spend? Show me yours."

Zheng Qiao took out his form and handed it over.

Zhang Dongxiang was silent after reading it, "Are you kidding me, Lord Zheng? Your whole family only spends this much money. This is enough to catch up with beggars."

"Hey, I'm also old...."

The two tacitly put away their forms. Zheng Qiao asked, "Will your grandson continue to study next semester? That's five thousand taels per semester."

Zhang Dongxiang stared calmly at Zheng Qiao and uttered three words: "He won't."

Whether his grandson's performance was homework or not was not important. What was important was that he did it! And he had made great progress!

He would definitely continue to study in the second semester. Fang Zheng-yi's teaching was indeed very effective. If he didn't study, wouldn't the child lag far behind his peers in the future?

Moreover... he also gives away pocket watches! This was what Fang Zheng-yi's son secretly told his grandson. Others definitely don't know.

Most importantly, Yucai Elementary School is so big. The fewer people who go to school, the stronger the teaching staff!

One-on-one teaching is the best!

Seeing that Zhang Dongxiang's attitude was somewhat firm, Zheng Qiao also nodded seriously and said, "Our family won't study either. It's the same wherever you study, we can't let people swindle us for nothing!"

"That's right!"

At the same time, another group of people who were still denouncing Fang Zheng-yi also talked about the same topic.

The vast majority of people said that they would not study! They absolutely could not let Fang Zheng-yi, this greedy villain, earn this money!

However, this heated discussion did not last for two minutes before a group of people dispersed with their own thoughts.

Half a cup of tea later, a sedan chair appeared leisurely in front of the Meridian Gate.

Seeing this familiar sedan chair, everyone outside the Meridian Gate immediately stood up, craning their necks to look.

Fang Zheng-yi is here!

Inside the sedan chair, Fang Zheng-yi yawned.

When the sedan chair landed and he lazily stepped out, just as he lifted the curtain, several people quickly ran to his side.

Several people stepped forward and hurriedly greeted him: "Lord Fang is here?"

Fang Zheng-yi was stunned for a moment, and nodded, "Huh? Do you have something to say?"

"Yes, isn't the first semester of Yucai Elementary School over? We're here to register!"

Looking at the expectant eyes, Fang Zheng-yi looked up at the distance.

Seeing that a group of people were still watching, he smiled and raised his voice, "Okay, okay. I remember all of your children clearly. Their academic performance is all excellent, and their brains are also smart. We are preparing to divide classes next semester, just in time to be assigned to the gifted class."

"What class division?" someone asked.

The group of officials who were watching at the time moved their feet together and couldn't help but want to hear more clearly.

Fang Zheng-yi said: "Oh, this class division. It is to divide classes according to the different endowments of students, and teach students according to their aptitude. Some students are particularly intelligent and learn quickly. We are preparing to establish a gifted class, and the rest will naturally be ordinary classes."

"In fact, the children of all of you colleagues are very smart and have great potential. The internal ranking has not been completely done yet. But I am very moved that you as parents care so much about your children's education. I am also a father, so let me arrange you to the gifted class in advance."

Gifted!?

As soon as Fang Zheng-yi's voice fell, more than a dozen people from a group of officials who were still watching in the distance suddenly jumped out, ran to Fang Zheng-yi in front of him quickly, and said with a flattering expression: "Lord Fang, can you explain this gifted class in detail?"

Alas, people with children are too easy to manipulate, it's boring!

Fang Zheng-yi tried to suppress his smile and said: "Do you want your children to continue studying next semester?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes! We are here to sign up, we have brought our homework!"

A group of people scrambled to get a pile of forms and stuffed them in front of Fang Zheng-yi.

This scene made everyone in the back collapse.

Damn it! Are you all acting!

A group of people strode towards Fang Zheng-yi.

Fang Zheng-yi looked at two forms and began to lose interest.

These guys, it's obvious that they all faked it, and they also tampered with their children's homework. Do they have any shame? They thought they could fool one or two of them.

"Everyone, everyone, don't give it to me yet, don't worry about this first."

When the scene calmed down, all the officials in front of the Meridian Gate had formed a circle with Fang Zheng-yi as the center.

In order to hear clearly, everyone wanted to get close to the center, and the scene seemed a bit crowded.

In the crowd, Zhang Dongxiang squinted at Zheng Qiao beside him, and said in a strange tone: "Lord Zheng, didn't you say that your child wouldn't study anymore? Why are you so enthusiastic, why are you squeezing!"

Zheng Qiao's face was hot: "I... Can't I care about the next generation!? Didn't you also say you wouldn't study? Why are you squeezing?"

Zhang Dongxiang also felt that he couldn't save face, and shouted with his neck stretched: "I, old man, see that Fang Zheng-yi is making money by unscrupulous means, I will help you bring down the price!"

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