"Sandalwood?"
Xu Ke was confused for a moment. He did not understand the connection between Chongzhou's rich production of sandalwood and her favoritism towards Chongzhou.
"Well, don't underestimate the sandalwood." Jiang Pengji smiled and revealed a hint of gentleness. "At first, Chongzhou wasn't my aim. However, I changed my mind because of the sandalwood. If Father is appointed as the magistrate of Chongzhou, many plans can be started."
Jiang Pengji wanted to demolish the current knowledge inheritance system. The primary problem was not the criticism that she would receive from the aristocratic families, but the material used to produce books.
Bamboo was cumbersome and costly, so even if the commoners farmed for their entire lives, they would not be able to raise a scholar.