Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

A horse-drawn carriage came quickly, passing by the cold Liulifang entrance, and slowly stopped, Yang Yanrong lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked around, couldn't help being surprised, and said: "Don't worry, did we go the wrong way?" Is this the gate of the Imperial College?"

At this time, he changed into a white Confucian uniform, wearing a Confucian scarf, and waving a folding fan in his hand, as if I was a Confucian scholar. Of course, this is the prison uniform of the Imperial College, that is, the school uniform.

Ren Wuyong looked out, nodded and said: "Teacher, this is indeed the Imperial College. When the students first came to the capital, they had visited this place."

Yang Yanrong asked again: "Isn't today the start of the Spring School? Why are there only these people in twos and threes? Could it be that the start time has been changed, so it's not today?"

Ren Wuyong sighed: "Master, I don't know. Every spring school and autumn school start date is a fixed date, and it is impossible to change it. Unless it coincides with a state-owned heavy code, the emperor will issue an edict to choose a date to start school. Today's Spring School The start of school is imminent, there can be no mistake. From what my mentor sees, it should be like this. Although Guozijian recruits the children of officials with a rank of seven or above, and students recommended by schools in various prefectures and counties, and elementary schools, most of them are just names on weekdays, and there are very few Came here to attend class."

Yang Yanrong was very speechless when he heard this. Compared with the huge crowds of applicants when he went to university in his previous life, the gap is too big. How can I say that this Guozijian can be regarded as a university of this era, and it is still equivalent to Tsinghua University in later generations , the highest institution similar to Peking University.

"Let's go, let's sign up!" Yang Yanrong gritted his teeth, grandma, if others can be named, we can't?Anyway, I didn't go to school here with peace of mind.

The three girls, Sang Yuchu, Ke'er, and Chen Nan who came with them all wore plain white prison uniforms, which were the school uniforms uniformly issued by the Imperial College, which were sent to them by Liu Shengnan a few days ago.

The four got out of the carriage, and Ren Wuyong also came down to accompany them, leading them to the Imperial College.

"Are you freshmen here to sign up?" A handsome scholar stopped Yang Yanrong and his party, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Huang Jingzhi is also a freshman who just came to sign up in Jiangnan, we can be regarded as fellow scholars , I will take care of you more in the future."

Yang Yanrong snorted and said strangely: "You are also a freshman, and I am also a freshman. How do you know that I am a freshman?"

Huang Jingzhi chuckled, pointed at Yang Yanrong's waist, and said: "Brother didn't wear the supervisor's badge, which means he still hasn't received his name. Of course he is a freshman. Look at that one over there, who wears a fish-shaped jade around his waist." card, which means they are veterans."

Yang Yanrong saw that it was indeed so, and said with a smile: "So it is! It seems that you know a lot about these things."

Huang Jingzhi nodded and said, "I have a cousin who is also in prison here, so I don't care about these things."

Sitting in prison?The name sounds weird, like going to jail.Seeing Yang Yanrong's weird expression, Huang Jingzhi quickly explained: "The so-called imprisonment means studying in the Guozijian. Brother, don't think about it."

Only then did Yang Yanrong understand, damn it, go to school as long as you go to school, why do you have to be in prison!

It seems that Huang Jingzhi is very familiar with this place. From time to time, she introduces the situation in the Guozijian to Yang Yanrong, and Yang Yanrong, a rookie in the industry, nods frequently.

"No, that's where the new students report. Let's go and present the household registration register, hand in the bank account for admission, and receive the supervisor's card and classics, and we can be regarded as the supervisor of the Imperial College." Huang Jingzhi was very enthusiastic, and Yang Yanrong and his party Go first and stand at the end by yourself.

There were not many people at the reporting office, only twenty or thirty people lined up, all in plain white prison uniforms, Yang Yanrong had a sharp eye, but he spotted a few female prison students inside.After all, everyone is an educated person, and Yang Yanrong didn't bother to jump in the queue. Of course, no one here would do something that insults the gentleman.

"Hey, I heard that the price of the supervisor's book has risen again. Brother Zhang, I'm afraid the money I brought this time is not enough, so I will have to trouble Brother Zhang then!" The thin scholar standing in front of Yang Yanrong pulled the one in front A fat man surnamed Zhang.

"Hey, Brother Wu, it's your fault! We finally came to the Imperial College, how can we not even have enough money? I don't bring much, I'm afraid I will disappoint Brother Wu." That fat-headed and big-eared Zhang Renxiong sneered coldly, and said again: "I have heard that Brother Wu, you have a lot of knowledge, so why spend all that money to buy these prison books?" Pay attention to this embarrassed looking brother Wu.

This brother Zhang spoke very loudly, and most of the freshmen around him heard it. They looked down on this scholar Wu who was so poor that he might not be able to pay the tuition fees, and they inevitably began to talk about it.

"Why did the Imperial College recruit such students? It's really boring to stand with this poor ghost."

"Gently sweeping the floor!"

"I think it's probably another poor scholar recommended by a primary school. We are all the sons of officials and eunuchs. We should pay attention to the influence. Although he is poor, he can get a place for admission to the Imperial College. It seems that he still has some talents. However, this guy He didn't have the money to go to school, but it would be disgraceful." After hearing what the arrogant scholar said, Yang Yanrong was still secretly praising him for his insight, but he didn't expect his words to turn around, and the previous good reflection on him All scored negative.

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Brother Wu was ashamed, listening to the cynicism of the people around him, sighed silently, and didn't argue with them, just quietly lined up.

Sang Yuchu, who was behind Yang Yanrong, snorted coldly and said, "Yang Lang, I think that Zhang is trying to embarrass this Scholar Wu on purpose. Seeing how fat he is, he doesn't look like someone who is short of money. Hmph, he obviously doesn't want to borrow money." Give the money to others. I never thought that these scholars would be so shameless."

Yang Yanrong smiled and said: "The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds, so don't worry about them. If he really doesn't have enough tuition, we'll just pay it for him."

Sang Yuchu smiled slightly, nodded and said: "The so-called road is uneven, and even if you have to draw your sword to help, people are too shy, so let's squeeze it together, it can be regarded as an act of righteousness."

Yang Yanrong pulled that Wu scholar, and said with a smile, "Hey, isn't this Brother Wu? Remember me?"

That Scholar Wu turned his head, looked at the smiling freshman in front of him, and asked in doubt, "Brother, do you know me?"

Yang Yanrong chuckled, and said: "It seems that you really forgot. I borrowed 100 taels of silver from you the year before last. Due to tight cash, I never cared to pay you back. I happened to meet you today. Come on, come on." The 100 taels will be returned to you." As he spoke, he took out the 100 taels of banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into the stunned Wu Scholar's hand.

Four more chapters to come!