MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 463 Subtly

 Li Zheng reluctantly looked at the post twice before returning it to Qin Yao.

"I won't be free for these two days. If you are in a hurry, you can take it to the Yamen yourself."

 If it were anyone else, Li Zheng would not have said that.

However, Qin Yao's good relationship with Song County Magistrate is no longer a secret in Kaiyang County, so this suggestion was made.

Qin Yao thought the same way, but because Li Zheng was not good at jumping up the ranks and left him two points, he did not go directly to the county government office.

 Now that Li Zheng had said this, she just accepted it.

　　While it was still early, Tong Li was saying goodbye and immediately went to the county government office to deliver the post.

Song Zhang was informed by people from the Yamen and came to join in the fun himself.

He did not wear official uniforms and did not receive reception. He just stood behind the clerk responsible for free school subsidies and watched people doing things.

The clerk was trembling with fear, sweating profusely and carrying his relatives on his back!

The county magistrate is staring, who dares to let Qin Yao go through such a complicated process?

 Take it directly into the office hut, pass the letter from left hand to right hand, and collect it in the Yamen.

The clerk said politely: "Ms. Qin, the Yamen has received this post. After the school in your village is built, you can send someone over to inform you. The Yamen will plan a day to come to your village to check. If there is no problem with the school, , I will select a wife for you and give you a 20-tael subsidy as a bride price."

The clerk told Qin Yao everything about the situation, down to the smallest detail.

 After speaking, he asked her politely if there was anything she didn’t understand and if he could explain it to her in detail.

Qin Yao glanced at Song Zhang who was standing behind him, then looked at the thin sweat on the clerk's head, and nodded and said no more.

The clerk breathed a sigh of relief and did not drive her away. He let her rest in the Yamen and fled as if to escape.

Qin Yao shook her head and couldn't help but laugh softly, "I didn't expect that I would be so powerful today."

Song Zhang pointed to the bronze medal around her waist and asked the question he had been holding back for a long time.

"How did you get this chapter? I didn't know there was a village in Kaiyang County with such open customs. It actually allowed a woman to run for village chief against a man, and even called this woman the winner."

Qin Yao licked the corners of her dry lips and said confidently: "Sir, please treat me to a bowl of iced drink. After I have moisturized my throat, how about I explain it to you slowly?"

 Song Zhang immediately raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, "Let's go!"

He walked ahead, as if impatient, with the wind blowing under his feet, and he walked very fast.

Qin Yao thought he was going to take her to the store, but who would have thought that she would go directly to Song Mansion.

Looking at Qin Yao’s disgusted expression of “Are you so stingy?”, Song Zhang explained:

“That ice drink costs fifty or sixty cents a bowl, which I, the county magistrate, can’t even afford with my meager salary.”

“But sister made sour plum soup this morning and has been brewing it underground for several hours. It should be similar to the ice drink. You can drink as many bowls as you want. Wouldn’t it be more cost-effective?”

Qin Yao: "You talk a lot and you are right."

This early May sun is so hot that your scalp will explode at noon.

The servants of the Song Dynasty brought two bowls of sour plum soup. Braving the cold air, Qin Yao drank one bowl in one breath. It was no worse than the ice drink, and she suddenly felt comfortable.

Taste the remaining bowl slowly with a spoon, and tell Song Zhang the process of the election for the Liujia Village Ancestral Hall the day before yesterday.

Song Zhang was a little surprised: "It went so smoothly?"

Yin Le jumped out and said a few words, but the villagers actually switched sides?

 Song Zhang felt like he was listening to a play, and he always felt that Qin Yao was hiding some important information.

Qin Yao really didn’t hide anything, and how did this go smoothly?

She spent several years constantly and subtly reducing the villagers' prejudice against women and encouraging women to be confident and self-reliant. Only then did she successfully obtain the village chief's bronze medal.

Of course, she will make a big contribution to Yin Le here!

After a while, she went to the drugstore on the street to ask if there was any useful ointment for removing scars. "Do you know, sir, how much effort I have put in to get the votes of all the women in the village?"

 Qin Yao clapped her fingers to clear things up for Song Zhang, "Before the stationery factory was established, it was a small workshop. There was only one female worker, Yun Niang, because she learned the carpenter's craft from her father."

“Later, there were no men in the village who were required to do the corvées, so women took their place, and the workshop survived.”

"Later on, the stationery factory recruited many female workers and provided a way for women in surrounding villages to make money. After several years of subtle influence, coupled with my own excellence, I won over those competitors. , to open up a new path!”

She will not get the bronze medal if there is any missing item in each of these piles.

In comparison, candidates such as Liu Dafu and Liu Yang have not done as much as her and are not as capable as her, but they can easily get on the candidate list.

By the way, there is also Liu Ji. He is still on the list even though he is not in the village. Just thinking about it makes me laugh.

Qin Yao drank the bowl of sour plum soup in her hand, and then she felt that the anger in her heart had dissipated.

 Song Zhang could feel the burning anger in her body. Even though he knew it was not directed at him, he secretly swallowed his saliva with a guilty conscience.

but

 “What do you mean by subtle?”

Qin Yao smiled and asked tentatively: "Aren't you afraid that a woman will take away your power?"

Song Zhang shook his head, smiled slightly, and said with some seriousness: "If it is taken away by a woman like you, it will save a few corrupt officials in the world who are causing harm to the people, I will never wish for it."

He added: "Actually, you and I are both human beings. What we have to deal with is not the other person, but the evil people who try to harm you and me. You and I don't have to be in opposition."

Qin Yao raised her eyebrows. Song Zhang's last sentence seemed to have a profound meaning.

She sincerely praised: "Sir, you are the broadest person I have ever met!"

Song Zhang laughed out loud. It was rare to be praised by Qin Yao, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

But then again, "You haven't told me what subtlety means."

Qin Yao pushed the empty bowl over and said, "Have another bowl of sour plum soup. I'll let you know after I finish it."

 It’s just a bowl of sour plum soup, so what’s the difficulty?

Song Zhang gave the bowl to the maid and asked her not only to fill the bowl, but also to fill another jar with a jar for Qin Yao to pack and take away.

“Can we talk now?” Song Zhang asked funnyly.

Qin Yao nodded and told him a story.

 A story that all readers know—Meng’s mother moved three times.

 This story clearly points out the impact of environment on a person's growth.

 In addition to being naturally formed, this environment can also be set and intervened artificially.

  It’s just that the larger the area, the higher the difficulty.

  But if small areas come together, they become a large environment.

“I didn’t do anything, I just asked the women in the village to do something they thought they couldn’t do, but actually they could do it, and they could do it very well.”

 Having said this, I finished the third bowl of sour plum soup.

Qin Yao took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, picked up a jar of sour plum soup specially prepared by the maid, and stood up to leave.

 When she walked out of the gate of Song Mansion, Song Zhang was still sitting in front of the stone table where they were drinking soup, in a daze, as if he was in a daze. (End of chapter)