Qin Zi'ang explained to Zhang Luochen: "This Mo is the surname Shi. After entering the Mo family, he will take another name according to the surname Shi, but his real name will not be lost."

"Oh." Zhang Luochen understood. To put it bluntly, after entering the master's sect, the master gave you a stage name. In his world, those who study opera and crosstalk will also have such rules.

"This Mohist school is an academic school in the world that pays more attention to practical skills. It is good at numerology, institutions, farming and weaving. As long as you are proficient in one of them, it is a rare talent whether you enter the court or become an official or self-operated business. This Mohist school has always been rigorous in academic research and has a good reputation for students' character, so it is extremely difficult to formally enter the school." Qin Zi'ang talked happily.

Zhang Luochen nodded and listened, but he probably made a judgment in his heart. The Mohist school and the Mohist school in his world are completely different ways. One is to focus on the ideological system and the other is to focus on practical skills.

Almost all, one is the Department of Philosophy of 985 University and the other is Lanxiang Technical School. Although it is not so high-end, it is more convenient to find employment.

After roughly understanding the background of this county magistrate and his actions towards refugees, Zhang Luochen had a good impression of him. He loved the people as much as his son and was willing to do some business. He was much better than the officials who usually wanted to plunder the common people.

So I asked my boss to get two rooms, one for Xue Hongling and the other for a simple bed, but I could barely get in.

After Xiao Er quickly made the bed, Zhang Luochen gave him a few copper coins and told him not to disturb him again.

Because they found that the witch Zhu was a red name in the Dragon King Temple, Zhang Luochen became more scheming. This time he did not summon the unreliable Gong Feng, but instead summoned Zhao Tianbao, who had a relatively higher combat power, and waited by the bed with Yang Baichu.

Then he and Qin Zi'ang left their bodies and walked towards the government.

The state of the soul is not afraid of the sun. Apart from being able to penetrate the wall, it is no different from a normal person. Zhang Luochen and Qin Zi'ang walked about a stick of incense according to the direction pointed out by the store before, and then saw the door of Shanshui Prefecture.

But before I could get closer, I saw a group of people surrounding the door? Someone was crying and shouting inside? It was very lively.

The two of them walked through the crowd and came inside to watch, and immediately saw more than twenty people kneeling inside. The seven or eight people in the lead were well-dressed? They should be the kind of gentry mentioned by the shopkeeper. The dozen or so people kneeling behind were ragged? It was similar to the refugees outside the city at first glance.

"Lord Wangmo puts the people first! Stop the construction of river dams!" The leaders shouted, and the refugees behind them shouted again. During this period, the crying of women was mixed with it. It was even more tragic.

"It's been dispersed, don't cause trouble here for the idlers." A captain led two constables to stop in front of the yamen gate and drove away the onlookers. At the same time, he said helplessly to the people kneeling on the ground: "Master Qiao? Don't make trouble here? The magistrate no longer has the government office and goes to build a river dam. It's useless for you to kneel here."

"If the magistrate does not take back his life, we will kneel down here and not get up." An older gentry said righteously, with a solemn expression on his face? It is not like a joke.

"Kneel down and can't get up!" The people behind couldn't read them all, so they could just pick up the key points and repeat them. It seemed that they were exhausted and their voices were a little hoarse.

Zhang Luochen and Qin Zi'ang looked at each other? Shaking their heads silently, you should know that what officials are most afraid of is to threaten public opinion.

"Let's go in and have a look." Zhang Luochen looked for a while and took Qin Zi'ang into it. The two of them passed through the wall? Come to the courtyard of the government office.

Compared to the bustling outside, the government office is very quiet. The door is closed and no one is guarding it.

The two of them went all the way to the backyard and heard someone talking in the middle hall. They walked straight into the door, and seven or eight people sat in the room.

Sitting in the center was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a white face and no beard, a long body, no flesh on his face, and his hard bones outlined a kind of perseverance.

The man frowned tightly, and there was a hint of sorrow in his eyes.

"Mr. Mo, these people outside have been kneeling for two days. If they kneel down like this, it will be easy to get into trouble." An old man in his fifties on his left hand bowed to the person in charge.

"What the chief clerk said is that you should make plans early." A man wearing a small hat and squid beard on his right hand responded.

It seems that they should be all official staff members of the government office and are discussing countermeasures with Lord Mo.

Lord Mo glared at him and said sternly: "Plan, what are you going to do to me?" Although his tone was tough, his voice could not hide his hoarseness.

The chief clerk was helpless and said aggrievedly: "Sir, you shouldn't have said that you shouldn't have built this dam at the beginning. Even if the Shanshui River is not there, it will burst the dam every year. There is really no way to repair it."

"Hmph." Lord Mo sneered: "There is no way to repair it? I think someone is filling his pockets and making it shoddy, which makes the dam collapse every year. The dam is destroyed, which can not only report disasters, but also apply for repair funds, killing two birds with one stone."

The people below said that their faces turned red and white. They were all locals and worked in the yamen, and they were iron-clad camps. This county magistrate was appointed by the peak, and was a county magistrate who was flowing.

Now, Lord Mo said that he was full of money and greedy for Mo. Although he did not point out directly to them, who could escape the relationship, so he looked embarrassed, but no one dared to refute him as a county magistrate.

But Lord Mo said it, and continued to say with a firm voice: "I don't want to pursue these bad debts in the past, and I'm too lazy to pursue them. But the Dragon King Sacrifice that I take out every year is huge. The Southern Barbarian Wizards are not my race. Who knows what they are thinking about? Continue to raise them like this. Do you dare to guarantee that you won't end up raising a tiger?"

Qin Zi'ang nodded repeatedly when he heard this and said to Zhang Luochen: "Mr. Mo is right. The Southern Barbarians are unkind and have a weak heart. They used to make trouble from time to time and rebel. The court sent troops to suppress them and asked to surrender. After a few years, they would cause trouble again. I have to be careful."

"You mean, Lord Mo is worried that the Southern Barbarian wizard will take the money from the people and finally use it to arm the army and start a war with Nan Chen?"

"Yes." Qin Ziang nodded, "After all, it's not a clan, who doesn't want to have the final say."

Zhang Luochen shook his head and smiled. It seemed that the world was generally the same. Although it was not the same world as himself, this person's ideas were similar. If you hit me, I hit you, you all want to dominate the world. But what if you dominate it? In the end, it's not just that he can see his rise and fall.

Lord Namo continued: "Peaching the Dragon King is only a temporary temporary solution. If you want to last a long time, you need to build a dam and use the mechanism to set up a gate waterway. When the water rises, open the gate and release water. When the water rises, close the gate and accumulate water. Only in this way can you avoid any worry about floods and use it to irrigate the farmland."

After hearing this, Zhang Luochen thought to himself that Lord Mo was still a technician. If this water conservancy project was built, it would be impossible to solve the problem. It was just that seeing such a person in such a feudal and chaotic world was a bit bizarre.
Chapter completed!