After eating and drinking, Sima Liang returned to the carriage. He was a little surprised to see the coachman still eating steamed buns.

"Why are you still eating steamed buns? Didn't I give you a lot? Are you still reluctant to part with them?"

The driver smiled awkwardly.

"I can't bear to part with it. After looking around, I found that they are all very expensive. So I'd better eat the steamed buns. I'd better return the money to the prince."

The driver took out the broken silver from his pocket and handed it back to Sima Liang.

"Take it, I'll reward you. How you spend it is your business. Have you had enough? I have to leave."

"Thank you, Lord. That's enough. Let's go now." The coachman stuffed the money into his pocket again, and then helped Sima Liang get into the carriage.

Going back to the east of the city, Sima Liang came to Rongfu.

This time, he came to nothing. Rongyang was not at home. Instead, he went to the east bank of Nanhu Lake.

"Your Majesty, where are you going next?" the coachman asked.

Sima Liang thought for a while. The most important thing for him at the moment was to wait for a reply. As for the remaining matter of looking for Rongyang, he could just find someone to inform him about it next time. There was no need to worry.

It's too far to go to Nanhu. If you go back and forth, you may not be able to have dinner. Find something nearby.

By the way, you can go and see that red-haired ghost. The county government office is in the east of the city. If you ask a few words, you can go back earlier.

"Go to the county government office."

"It's the prince."

After a jolt, Sima Liang arrived at the county government office.

After funding from the royal government, some of the dilapidated parts of the county government office were repaired, making them look less miserable.

Still unattended, Sima Liang walked into the Yamen in a swaggering manner.

"Is there anyone here? Lord Yan is here."

"Come here, come here." The teacher ran out of the room next to him.

"Lord Yan, you are neglecting me. I will make tea for you right now."

"No need. Where are the red-haired ghosts? Are they still there? I mainly want to ask them what's going on."

"They are placed behind the yamen. I am not very clear about the details. You can ask. Among the red-haired ghosts, there is someone who can communicate." The teacher replied.

"Okay, I'll go take a look." Sima Liang said and walked towards the backyard. But after walking a few steps, a young man walked out of the house next to him.

"Master Xu, is the prince here?"

The teacher hurriedly ran to the boy's side and patted him on the head.

"No matter how big or small you are, please call me Lord Yan."

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Sorry, you are Lord Yan. Thank you."

Sima Liang looked at the young man with some doubts.

"Why do you want to thank me? I don't know you."

"You have helped the county government, and you have helped us. Before I learned calligraphy, it took a long time to have paper to copy it. Now it can be used many more times. It is naturally your credit."

Sima Liang glanced at Master Xu. Then the other party nodded.

"That's it, then I accept your thanks. Are many of you learning calligraphy here?"

"There are probably twelve people today. It's not fixed. After all, some people have work at home and can't come every day." The young man answered in an organized manner.

The young man who looked like a grown-up made Sima Liang somewhat fond of him.

"What's your name?"

"Er Gouzi." The young man replied.

Snap.

Master Xu touched the back of the boy's head.

"A name, not a nickname."

"I'm sorry, Master, I forgot." The young man scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Lord King Yan, my name is Fang Baiming, which means distinguishing between right and wrong, and knowing right from wrong."

Sima Liang thought the name was quite interesting. He glanced at Master Xu, who was slightly proud.

"Master Xu must have taken it."

"Yes, Lord Yan is so powerful." Fang Bai answered clearly.

The master rolled his eyes at Fang Baiming, then bowed.

"This child has not been taught for long, and he is a little ignorant of etiquette. It is very offensive. I hope the prince will not take it seriously."

"It's okay, Tong Yan Wuji. I won't argue with the child. By the way, Master Xu, come here, I have something to tell you." Sima Liang stretched out his hand to greet Master Xu to come to his side.

"I intend to build an academy here. Of course it will cost no money. For more details, you can talk to Feng Qi. He is probably choosing a place. Then you can help find teachers and find young people of the right age who are willing to learn. Send them to

Go in. From now on, there will be no need for private education in this county government office."

After hearing Sima Liang's words, Mr. Xu was mixed with joy and sorrow, which was very complicated.

The happy thing is that the children can study formally, but the sad thing is that there is nothing he can do anymore.

"What is good for the children will be done well in the future. On behalf of the children I have helped, I would like to thank the prince in advance."

Sima Liang patted Master Xu on the shoulder.

"I won't drink the tea anymore. You can do your work. I'll go see those red-haired ghosts first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Sima Liang walked through the courtroom and arrived at the backyard of the county government office.

This place was much more dilapidated than before. I guess the county office had been emptied out in front of it, so these invisible places could naturally be saved. After taking two steps, Sima Liang heard the sound of someone communicating.

Listening to the jabbering nonsense, he understood that it was the red-haired ghost.

Sima Liang walked to the door and knocked.

"Is anyone there?"

"Here we come." The door was opened and the county magistrate walked out.

The other party was wearing old official uniforms and holding a booklet in his hand. He seemed to be asking questions.

"Master Yan, why are you here?" The county magistrate was surprised to see Sima Liang.

Sima Liang took a look and saw that there were no other county government officials inside, and he was a little curious.

"How come you are doing the cross-examination and the others are left?"

The county magistrate was stunned for a moment, and then said a little embarrassedly.

"Everyone here has gone to find your maid. This is unusual and nothing happened, so I sent her out naturally."

Sima Liang didn't expect it to be related to him. But when he thought of Xiaoyao, he felt inexplicably sad.

"Sorry, it's my problem. You can call the person back. I will find someone to look for him later. If you have any news, just report it. Although there are not many things happening in the county government, if something really happens, no one will do it.

Troublesome."

"It's your lord," the county magistrate replied.

"By the way, why are you here this time? Are you looking for something to do?"

Sima Liang shook his head and pointed inside the room.

"I want to know something about the red-haired ghost."

The county magistrate opened the book in his hand and handed it to Sima Liang.

"These are some of the things I asked about below. Although I don't know whether they are true or false, they can be used as a reference. If the information you want is available, it would be great. If not, you can go in and ask."

Sima Liang picked up the brochure and read it.

After a long time, he closed the book and returned it to the county magistrate.

"Okay, I know the general idea. But there are still some things I want to ask. Is there one of them who can communicate with me?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," the county magistrate replied.

Sima Liang walked into the room, and then a pungent smell came. He frowned, and then looked inside.

There were seven or eight people crammed into the small room.

Most of these people have yellowish-reddish hair, and some have black hair. As for eyes, only one has blue eyes, and the rest have black eyes.

Although most of the people were quite big, their faces looked bad, and they probably didn't eat or drink well. Their clothes were also in tatters. Some people's shoes were broken. Coupled with their sloppy appearance, Sima Liang suspected these people for a long time.

Haven't even taken a shower.

"Is that all there are? There aren't enough people to sail the ship." Sima Liang glanced at the county magistrate.
To be continued...