I am doing meritorious deeds in Liaozhai

Over the years, Song Yushan has thought about his apprentice more than once.

What age are you? Is it male or female? What kind of temperament is it? How's your talent? Under what circumstances will it be encountered?

All ignorant.

But presumably, the one who can make her want to take on a disciple must be a very good child!

She went to Fushui County with expectations for her apprentice.

When he flew to the place in his memory, Song Yushan looked at the unfamiliar big city below. The first thought that came to his mind was: "Is this Fushui County?"

In the city below, the city towers are tall and majestic, the streets are spacious, crowded with pedestrians, and the blue bricks and black tiles are simple and solemn.

It is several times larger and newer than the Fushui County in my memory.

The biggest change is at the pier.

There are several large ships docked at the spacious pier.

There are passenger ships and merchant ships.

If it weren't for Guanshan and Fushui, the changes wouldn't be too big, and we could still see what they were like in the past. The three characters "Fushui County" were clearly written on the city gate, and Song Yushan didn't dare to recognize them.

She suddenly remembered Uncle Qing's letter from hundreds of years ago.

It is said that the Song Family Bookstore has become a pillar industry in the county, and 70% of the people in the county work in the bookstore.

People from the towns below made money by working in the county and stayed in the county.

There are not enough housing for employees, and there are not enough factory buildings either.

All the land I bought before has been used up.

At that time, with a wave of her hand, she allocated a large amount of money to Fushui County to purchase land and plan new factories and employee communities.

No matter how hard you suffer, you can't hurt the people under you.

The bookstore in Fushui County supplies more than 90% of the book paper consumption of Jiuzhou Yinshi Bookstore!

Later, there seemed to be a reply saying that the bookstore was re-planned, repaired and expanded in Fushui County.

If he hadn't seen it today, Song Yushan would have forgotten about it.

Although his hometown is different from what he remembered, Song Yushan is happy for his hometown.

The people of Fushui County are obviously better off than they were hundreds of years ago.

"Miss, look, where is that place? There are so many people!" Uncle Jin pointed to a street in the city and said.

Song Yushan looked over.

That street was really crowded and conspicuous.

The place where the crowd is the densest is a high courtyard wall.

People were waiting under the courtyard wall.

There were also people from the county government maintaining order. It was crowded but not chaotic.

The courtyard wall belongs to a very large courtyard, and the layout is not like a house.

He flew nearby and looked at the plaque on the gate of the courtyard, "Steward School?"

Is the management school also expanded to such a large extent?

Song Yushan counted the days and understood what he was doing.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a gong sound:

"The results of the Steward Academy are released!"

Several people wearing the same clothes posted a large red paper on the high wall.

The crowd suddenly became commotion.

Song Yushan then told Uncle Jin, "Today is the day when admissions results for the Guanshi School will be released."

It is different from the beginning. If you want to go to school, you can sign up and teach from the beginning.

After the Management College got on the right track, Meng Xuetang was separated from the Management College that actually teaches various management knowledge.

From then on, the basic enlightenment was in the Songjia Meng School.

You can still attend Mengxuetang by signing up. The tuition fee only needs to cover the cost of textbooks, paper and ink. If you can't afford it, you can also pay it on credit.

However, the Guanshi Academy has increased the admission threshold. You need to graduate from the Meng Xuetang and pass the Guanshi Academy exam before you can enter. But Song Yushan didn't expect that the results of the entrance examination at the Guanshi School would be comparable to the results of the county examination.

This shows how successful the management school has been.

Not long after the results were released, firecrackers were set off in various places in the city. They were all families with children who had been admitted.

The entire county was lively and celebrating the announcement of the results of the Guanshi School.

Song Yushan remembered that the bookstore was on holiday during the days when the results were released.

She found the location of the bookstore, which had been expanded into a large campus, and as expected, work was suspended for a holiday.

"Miss! Fushui County has changed so much. Where is the Song Mansion?"

Jin Da looked for a long time and couldn't find the original location of Song Mansion.

"It's over there!" Song Yushan pointed to a place: "You can't see the place inside. When I came back last time, I set up a formation!"

In fact, if it weren't for that formation, she probably wouldn't have been able to find her home for a while.

Mainly, the surrounding streets and houses seem to have been rebuilt.

This is normal, after all, hundreds of years have passed.

The original neighbors are long gone.

Moreover, the surrounding houses were all large and luxurious, making Song's house, which was originally not a small one, look as inconspicuous as a small courtyard.

Song Yushan took Uncle Jin to the place and he recognized it.

Due to the arrangement of the formation, the yard has not been guarded and cleaned by outsiders for a long time.

However, this protective formation is not bad. After so many years, the house is still almost the same as when she first left it, and it is not in a dilapidated state.

It's just that the vegetation in the courtyard is a little too lush.

Especially the back garden, it no longer looks like a garden at all, it has grown into a small jungle.

"Let the back garden grow like this! I'll trim the weeds and trees in the front yard first, and then we can move in."

Song Yushan said, summoning the natal magic weapon, forming a hundred different weapons, and controlling them to attack together.

After a while, the grass and trees that crossed the boundary in the front yard were cut off.

One more cleaning technique and it's all done.

Fushui County has changed a lot, but the yard where she grew up is still the same as in her memory.

The main room, the wing room, the study room... She looked at each room one by one.

Memories from my childhood gradually came back to me.

In the study, Song Yushan found the book where her father taught her to read and calligraphy.

Even with the formation, the book has turned yellow and become fragile.

She had to turn it carefully so as not to break it.

After sitting in the study for a few hours, Song Yushan released his consciousness and extended it to the entire house, trying to find if there was anything he had not discovered before.

Originally it was just an unfounded guess and hope to see if her father had left any other clues for her.

Unexpectedly, I actually discovered something.

It was a page that fell under the bed in my father's bedroom.

She carefully picked it out and gently blew the dust off it.

"There was a talented scholar in a certain county. He fell into a dream while taking an exam while he was ill. He wrote an official document saying, 'If you intend to do good, you will not be rewarded even though you are good; if you have no intention of doing evil, you will not be punished even if you are evil.'" The gods praised him and he was awarded the title of City God.

My life is about to end, but my little girl has no one to protect her..."

Her father's handwriting was about the story of Kao Chenghuang that her father told her many times when she was young.

It's just that on this piece of paper, there are two black ink balls behind the first sentence. It seems that the two words are blocked, and I can't see what they are.