While they were talking, they came to a rather remote place. There was a low courtyard located in the courtyard. The gate was open. A middle-aged man in a green cloth robe sat in the courtyard, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand and reading it carefully. There was a beautiful woman at the door, wearing silk robe, wearing a silk robe, wearing a green scarf, wearing a cloudy temple, with no pink face, holding a thin needle in his hand, and threading a needle in front of a robe. Next to the beautiful woman was a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old. Looking at her face, she had never seen her hair, and was carefully trying to help the beautiful woman. What a pleasant family. Even though Wen Chou came outside the courtyard, the family still didn't know.

"Cough, Mr. Jiang, don't be fine!" Wen Chou stood outside the yard, coughed lightly, and said.

"Ah?" Jiang Huizheng was reading a place that was confused and frowned and thought. When he heard someone calling him, he subconsciously responded. He looked out again and saw that it was Wen Chou, the village minister, hurriedly put away the bamboo slips and went out to greet him, "I don't know that Wenjun, Wang Jun is here, please forgive the common people for not being able to greet you!"

"Haha, why should Mr. Jiang be so polite? But we are a villain who has disturbed your family's comfortable life." Wen Chou saw that the three family who stood up in a panic and smiled and said apologetically.

"How can I be a big boss if I am a small town, but I don't have the name of a county?" Wang Chong also smiled.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wang, please come to the hall to talk a little." Jiang Hui heard this, hurriedly reached out and pointed his hand forward, asking.

"Then I'll bother Mr. Jiang!" Wen Chou was not polite, and walked into the hall first, Wang Chong followed closely behind.

Although Jiang Hui was suspicious of Wen Chou and Wang Chong, what he said today is, but after a set of etiquette, he has a very good demeanor! It made Wen Chou look at him with a higher look.

In the hall, Jiang Hui's wife had already taken the red-faced daughter, held the cold juice and looked at Wen Chou. After Wang Chongyi paid a visit, he returned to the inner room.

"Mr. Wen, since that day, Xiaomin has been waiting for you to come back day and night!" Jiang Hui bowed and said respectfully.

"Hehe, it was just that day when I parted, I said I was coming to visit. I didn't expect that it would be delayed until today, so I would like to ask Mr. Jiang for forgiveness." Wen Chou said apologetically.

"Mr. Wen, Wang, is a man of the people and the hometown, and is often troubled by official duties. I wonder what I have to come to the humble house today?" Jiang Hui asked nervously. Although it may not be a bad thing, he did not dare to be careless.

Wen Chou met Wang Chong and then said, "I'm not to hide it from it. Recently, there have been more and more people in the village. In the time when there are many people in the village, I am in a state of inability to be restored. I am more and more unable to follow my heart. I want to find all the talents in the village to help me!" Wen Chou sighed. His words were extremely tactful, just to recruit the sergeant of the village for his use, but they are not considered as his official official and retainer.

When Jiang Hui heard this, his eyes lit up first, and after a little thought, it became darker, but he still asked earnestly: "I don't know what Wenjun wants to do, and he is in a hurry to find a manpower?"

Wen Chou Zheng said, "The population of our hometown is growing and children are increasing sharply, so the order of the school cannot be abolished. I want to promote education first!"

"Education, thousands of children must be carried by one person! I wonder what the gap between Wenjun?" Jiang Hui said when he heard this.

"This matter is still under planning, and no one has been recruited yet. However, Jiang Jun rest assured that someone would choose the responsibility of teaching children to learn literacy and language at the beginning. He would definitely not use a talent like you. I want to recruit you to teach you the materials you can make, or be responsible for the operation of the school, etc.," Wen Chou explained.

"In this way, Wenjun intends to build a university?" Jiang Hui said in surprise. After all, during the Eastern Han Dynasty, private schools were mostly prosperous and mostly independent of teachers. Even some official schools only taught literacy.

"That's right, did Mr. Jiang mean?" Wen Chou nodded and said, his words were full of hope.

When Jiang Hui heard this, he frowned and began to think. He saw that he was quite moved for a while, and then he felt regretful and seemed to struggle. For a while, the hall was quite quiet, and Wen Chou stopped talking to prevent his influence on Jiang Hui's thoughts. He just picked up the wooden bowl on the table, drank the cold slurry in it, and drank it two sips. Wang Chong sat upright and did not speak.

Jiang Hui struggled for a while and said, "Jiang Wenjun laughed, but I want to think about it for a while and discuss it carefully with my family. However, I will definitely give Wenjun an answer as soon as possible!"

"Well, that's good, after all, it's a big deal! If you make a decision, just go to the official temple to inform me!" Wen Zhao said with a brief thought and agreed.

"I would like to thank Wenjun for this." Jiang Hui said with a smile.

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Then the three of them talked for a while. Wen Chou and Wang Chong said goodbye to Jiang Hui's family on the grounds that they were still looking for the casualties.

There were not many families left, and Wen Chou and the others quickly completed the task and returned home.

But not long ago, Jiang Hui's family, who sent Wen Chou away and Wang Chong, was in trouble. There was nothing else, Wen Chou's recruitment matters.

In theory, Jiang Hui is also a person full of poetry and books. He was able to win the attention of his master and win the hearts of his junior sister in the past. However, he was not lucky in his official career and had no chance to enter the officialdom. As a result, he struggled and was bullied by others.

"How about it, can Wenjun be able to recruit this time?" Jiang Hui frowned.

"Since Wenjun became an official, have you ever seen what he wanted to do but failed to accomplish?" the beautiful woman asked back.

"In theory, Wenjun is not old, but has a broad vision and has a strong insight into things! He can often see what others have never seen! It is not the same world as the world!" Jiang Hui exclaimed when he heard this.

"Since that's the case, what are you still worried about?" the beautiful woman said with a straight eyebrows.

"It's nothing more, but this family is a minister who is a humiliating his family's teacher's face." Jiang Hui sighed.

"I think we have missed many opportunities to enter the government for the sake of some scholars. Otherwise, you will be the slaughter of the countryside at the lowest point, right?" The beautiful woman hugged Jiang Keer who was obediently staying in front of her arms with pity and said.

"Yes, reputation is tiring! You two have suffered with me!" Jiang Hui said sadly.

"If you want to be humiliated, it is not certain that you don't know that Jiang Xuan, the son of the third elder, is still a Sima under Wenjun. Although he is not as high as his father's county magistrate, he is also slightly famous." The beautiful woman explained.

"I remember that my family teacher was the priest of a county, but I was so sad!" It would be fine if Jiang Hui didn't listen to the beautiful woman's mention of his family teacher. This mention aroused Jiang Hui's shame. It turned out that Jiang Hui was just like his teacher, and he was a righteous master. He retired from the position of county magistrate and did not leave any property or relationship. Jiang Hui and his wife were also the ones who would rather fail than bend. In this way, they would inevitably encounter walls in their careers! The face they insisted on was exhausted by decades of setbacks, and the only breath was left.

"If so, if I continue like this, let alone my father's face, even my bloodline may not be able to be preserved." The beautiful woman glanced at Jiang Keer with beautiful eyebrows and said with deep meaning.

"I heard that Wen Jun has been in the position of the lieutenant before he was young. He may not have any achievements in the future? Being his retainer may not have any insult to the family." Jiang Keer secretly looked at his depressed and sad parents, blushed and said with a crisp voice.

"Yes, Wenjun has never been weak, so he has already been in the position of a lieutenant who is not as good as his father's. What's wrong with being his subordinate?" The beautiful woman looked at her daughter and said in surprise.

"Haha, Ke'er has grown up and can share his father's worries. It's good. As Ke'er said, Wenjun's achievements in the future are limitless. What else can we worry about?" Jiang Hui was stunned at first, thought for a while, and then said happily again. Then he said a little annoyed: "Just now, I am too obsessed with the face of the teacher and the identity of a scholar! Otherwise, I would agree on the spot and leave a good impression on Wenjun." It's really a one-to-one.

"No need to be upset. How could Wenjun blame him for this? Maybe he thinks that we attach great importance to this matter. Now that we have decided to apply for the recruitment, maybe we will use it again?" The beautiful woman also said Zhan Yan.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm thinking too much. Alas, look, I'm worried about gains and losses again!" Jiang Hui said with a laugh.

"Gee." The beautiful woman and Jiang Keer saw Jiang Hui like this, and both covered their mouths and smiled, which was quite charming.
Chapter completed!