The 120,000 people who fled from the country have settled down in Jingnan, and Wuxi Miao has also settled down the mountain, and in just two months, the population of Jingnan has nearly tripled.

In terms of population alone, Jingnan County is already the largest county in Taizhou Prefecture.

Well-planned villages have sprung up from the ground, and patches of reclaimed fields are crisscrossed......

One project after another for the benefit of the country and the people has played a role in the land of Jingnan, such as water conservancy projects and anti-Japanese projects......

Jingnan is full of vitality.

Crackling, a burst of firecrackers sounded in Xixi Village, followed by a burst of cheers from adults and children.

Behind the smoke from the firecrackers was a three-room private school, covered with a plaque covered in red cloth.

The front of the private school was crowded with people, and in the middle were Zhu Ping'an and Liu Dian, the county government officer.

After Zhu Ping'an finished the cash-for-work project and the people settled down, he began to persuade him to study.

Centennial plan, education-oriented.

In this feudal hierarchical society, education is almost the fundamental way for the children of the poor to rise!

In the process of rebuilding his home for work, Zhu Ping'an built 100 such private schools according to the distribution of villages. After the cash-for-work came to an end, Zhu Ping'an visited Jingnan all over the country, respectfully inviting some children and talents in Jingnan to go out of the mountains and take up the post of private school teacher, and take on the important task of enlightenment in four miles and eight townships.

"County honor, please unveil the plaque for our Xixi private school."

After the firecrackers were lit, a white-bearded old man in good spirits stepped forward and bowed to Zhu Ping'an.

This white-bearded old man is the teacher of Xixi Private School invited by Zhu Ping'an, named Wang Hetang, who is an old talent who has fallen behind. He fled to Jingnan with his son's family, and now he has settled in Xixi Village. After repeatedly falling behind, he had given up on the imperial examination, and after Zhu Ping'an's invitation, he gladly accepted.

"Master Wang, as Mr. Xixi Private School, please unveil the plaque with me." Zhu Ping'an nodded, and then stretched out his hand to ask Master Wang.

"Then the old decay will be cheeky." Wang Fuzi said with a smile, for Zhu Ping'an to invite him to unveil the plaque together, salty and honored.

"Old master, please."

"County honor, please."

After the two gave way, one of them pulled a head of red silk and unveiled the plaque of Xixi Private School together.

The surrounding people cheered and cheered, looking at the private school in front of them, their hearts were excited. In the past two months, they have saved a sum of money in their hands, and the county respects us and applied for tax exemptions and exemptions for us, and their lives have become a lot more surplus. Now, the county has built a private school for us, which is really for our sake. When you turn around, you must take the little cub at home to the private school...... The ancestor said well, everything is inferior, only reading is high! can read and write, even if you can't catch up with our county, at least it's not like us to be blind, as long as we read and write, we can easily find a good errand in the town and county in the future.

After the plaque was unveiled, under the auspices of Liu Fuzi in the ceremonial room, Zhu Ping'an led a group of officials and people to worship Confucius, offered sacrifices, and officially announced the opening of Xixi Private School after performing a series of opening ceremonies.

"County honor, old and cheeky, there is a reluctant request." After the opening of Xixi Private School, Wang Fuzi bowed to Zhu Ping'an.

"Master Wang, please speak." Zhu Ping'an said softly.

"The Xixi private school opened, and the foundation was insufficient, and the county also asked the county to give the next ink treasure to increase the background of the private school. Moreover, when you see the virtuous, you will think together, and there is a county-honored Mobao, which will inspire the children to make progress in the future. Wang Fuzi bowed down and said, "Please also ask the county to agree to this reluctant request of the old man, otherwise the old man will not get up." ”

"Master Wang's words are serious, please get up quickly. The old master is all for the growth of future generations, which is reasonable, and this official should not be reasonable. Zhu Ping'an stepped forward to help Master Wang and answered in one bite.

Seeing this, several bright-eyed people in Xixi Village were busy setting up the table and sending pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Suddenly, all the people looked at Zhu Ping'an with blank eyes, waiting to see the county honor give them the ink treasure.

"County Honor, please use tea." Li Zhengyue of Xixi Village stepped forward and offered Zhu Ping'an a cup of tea with both hands.

He is for Zhu Ping'an's sake, he is also educated, and knows that writing poetry and articles is not a farmer doing farm work, just do it, this writing poetry and articles is a delicate work, and it takes time to conceive.

During the Three Kingdoms, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps, and why it can go down in history is because he made a poem in seven steps.

This is all in history, and it took seven steps. The county lord can't think about it.

Therefore, Li Zheng in Wuxi Village served Zhu Ping'an a cup of tea to both hands, and deliberately served hot tea, the intention was to give Zhu Ping'an more time to think, and write after drinking tea. The county respects the people everywhere, and we also learned about Entu.

"Thank you. This tea is slightly hot, and when I finish inscribed, it is just right to drink. Zhu Ping'an thanked Li Zheng, took the hot tea with both hands, and felt that the tea was hot, so he put it aside.

Yes?

Inscription first and then tea?!

Li Zheng couldn't help but be stunned, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, don't you need time to think about it?! In ancient times, it was about Yuwen wine to fry Huaxiong, no, cut Huaxiong, and the county is a warm tea inscription Mobao today?!

The prince on the side was also stunned.

After Zhu Ping'an put the tea aside, he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and put it on the paper.

Zhu Ping'an really doesn't need to think about it! Because, he has hundreds of years of historical accumulation, from Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty to modern times, excellent persuasion poems are like the sand of the Ganges, countless, where does Zhu Ping'an still need to conceive.

Speaking of persuading poetry, Zhu Ping'an has a "Song of Tomorrow" emerging from his mind. Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much...... This poem of persuasion, Zhu Ping'an Primary School memorized the melon well.

For his own academic career, it can be said that it has a far-reaching impact, like a preventive shot, to prevent procrastination.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Fuzi opened his mouth, Zhu Ping'an wanted this "Song of Tomorrow" to come out in advance.

So, under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Ping'an wrote this "Song of Tomorrow" without adding points, in one go.

"Song of Tomorrow"

Tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

I'm going to live tomorrow, and everything will come to pass.

If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring will go and autumn will come.

Look at the water flowing eastward, and watch the sun fall in the west at dusk.

How can a hundred years be tomorrow? Please listen to my song of tomorrow.

"Good! Great goodness! The county is worthy of being the first champion of the Ming Dynasty! Raise the pen and stand up, and don't add points to the text! The county respects this work is not only catchy, suitable for recitation, but also has far-reaching educational significance, admonishing and exhorting people to grasp today, today's things are finished today, otherwise tomorrow will be a waste! The county respects this work, within a few years, it will be spread all over the Ming Dynasty, and the merit is great, far better than the construction of tens of millions of private schools! For thousands of Mengxue children, I thank the county! ”

When Mr. Wang saw this "Song of Tomorrow", read it again, burst into tears with excitement, and bowed to Zhu Ping'an for a long time.