The carriage creaked out of the street where Guo's house was located. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is also the first time that Xue Qing has walked out of Guo's house, because this place is different from the history she is familiar with, and this Chang'an City cannot be compared with the town she knows, and it can be speculated from the chatter and accent of the people on the street that it is about Xi'an in the later generations, but there is no Lishan and no Tang Taizong here, everything is plausible.

The street is more lively, sitting in the car through the window can see rows of houses and shops, tall and gorgeous restaurants, and people coming and going...... She didn't expect to go to school in the future, and she would have a carriage every day.

"Our social studies in Chang'an City are originally very famous, and there are no less than 100 people studying all year round. ”

Steward Wu, who was sitting in front of the car, explained to Xue Qing.

"Now with Mr. Qingxia to teach, it is even more famous, the number of students who come to study has increased by nearly 100, and two years ago, Lord Fuzun simply moved the Fuxue Palace to Liuquan Mountain. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and by this time they had already left the city gate, and three miles away they could see a great mountain, and it was dimly green.

There are six springs on the mountain, hence the name, the Lord of the Mansion will be more than ten acres of land under the mountain as the palace of the school, and then it is used by Mr. Qingxia to teach the social science. ”

"This Liuquan Mountain is a famous scenic spot, and it is a good place to enjoy the scenery in all seasons, but now it is classified as a school palace, so you can't enter it at will. ”

Steward Wu was a little envious.

"It's cheaper for those students. ”

A famous teacher deserves to be given a mountain, so this is really a good business, Xue Qing nodded and was more determined in his choice.

The carriage arrived briskly and quickly, and the first thing that came into view was a street, full of shops, most of which were pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, mixed with restaurants and tea shops..... although the social science provided food, but there was always a time to get tired of eating.

The carriage crossed the street, crossed the big archway of the Fuxue Palace to the foot of the mountain, Steward Wu asked Xue Qing to get out of the car, and the two walked up the steps to the front of the mountain gate.

There are two men sitting in front of the mountain gate talking and laughing, and the men can only be said to be children, who are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and they all pretend to be majestic when they see people coming.

"Please go back, Mr. Qingxia's enrollment quota is full, and the next year will be early. They said.

Steward Wu hurriedly stepped forward respectfully and handed over the post.

"Yes, with the permission of the gentleman. He said, pointed at Xue Qing and said a few words, and the two doormen looked at Xue Qing and then at the post in their hands.

"Come with me. A doorman stood up and said to Xue Qing.

Steward Wu was stunned.

"The young master is young, and the master ordered me to accompany him to see him. He said.

The doorman rolled his eyes.

"Young?" he said, his voice crisp and high-pitched, "I don't even dare to see people, so why bother to study, go back." ”

As he spoke, he threw the post back.

Steward Wu was frightened and hurriedly bowed back.

Sure enough, the doorman of the scholar has a good temper, Xue Qing said in his heart.

"You must act respectfully after you enter, and don't bump into Mr. Qingxia....don't offend his fellow scholars. Steward Wu whispered, "That's something that even the saint dares not to accept." ”

Maybe she didn't want to face the saint and be low, Xue Qing said in her heart, she didn't believe that these civil and military generals really dared to face the emperor and put on a shelf, once or twice, but after a long time, she was afraid that she would be beheaded.

She said yes.

"Come with me. The doorman said, turning and walking inside.

Xue Qing followed with a basket, crossed the mountain gate and turned a mountain road, and suddenly opened up in front of him, but he saw that the mountains and rocks were exquisite, the forest scenery was pleasant, and there were many people in the mountains and forests.

Before people could see the description, the mountain wind fluttered with the sound of the piano and singing, which seemed to be far and near.

“… There is spring like a promise....Flying towards the twilight and rolling clouds and green Xuan....The road is indescribably lovesick..."

Xue Qing could only hear the intermittent low and long sentence of the male voice, and he couldn't help but stand still.

In her previous life, she had little entertainment, but modern media entertainment can be seen everywhere, and she has listened to a lot of songs, but she doesn't feel this beautiful sentence..... and I don't know if it's a beautiful word or a moving sound.

She was stunned, and a group of people came through the mountains and rocks in front of her, and Xue Qing's eyes couldn't help but light up.

This is a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenagers, all of them are green shirts and robes, holding scrolls in their hands, or holding bamboo fans, and there are people hanging flutes and jade flutes around their waists.

The singing, the sound of the piano, the beautiful scenery, and the youth are slowly presented like a fairyland on earth.

Xue Qing couldn't help but be distracted.

Regardless of ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, school is a good place, and it is really a good choice to study.

…….

Standing on the stacked rocks, you can overlook the scenery of the mid-mountain from a high position, and the sound of the flute stops abruptly, so that the sound of the piano and the song suddenly lose the taste.

"Brother Liantang, what are you doing?" Zhang Shuangtong said dissatisfiedly, flicked the sleeves of the red robe, put down the guqin, and listened attentively, and the singing between the mountains and rocks on the other side also stopped, only the lingering sound, "Look, Yaxing, who swept the music pavilion, he is gone." ”

Zhang Liantang took a step towards the edge of the mountain rock, and the flute pointed outward.

"The champion is here. He laughs.

Zhang Shuangtong sighed, stood up and looked down the mountain, and saw a doorman on the mountain road leading a young man carrying a basket to walk.

The little boy was also wearing a green shirt, but perhaps because he was thin, the green shirt was swaying on his body, and the closer he got, he could see that his face was only the size of a palm, with a pointed chin, and a pair of narrow eyes, which seemed to not squint, but in fact, his eyes were slightly turned and he was obviously looking around.

"It's so small. Zhang Shuangtong said, disappointed, "It's ugly... How can you think you're good and people like you?"

Zhang Liantang tucked the flute around his waist.

"Let's go, let's see how he makes Mr. Qingxia like it. He said.

……..

Xue Qing followed the doorman to a grass hall, the front of the grass hall was flat, there were several straw mats on the stone floor, and more than a dozen people were sitting in front of it, the older one was seventeen or eighteen years old, and the younger one was eleven or twelve.

There were two boys in the same dress standing at the door of the cottage, staring at these people with sharp eyes, and they also saw Xue Qing coming over.

“… Why are you here again?" said a boy with a frown, "Didn't you already say that you would no longer recruit you?"

The boy who led the way cocked his nose and tilted his head at Xue Qing with his hands.

"I said that my husband promised to accept it. He said.

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen people who were thinking hard all raised their heads and looked at them, looking surprised and unspeakably envious.

In addition to the original students of the society, Mr. Qingxia only recruited 100 people this time, and now there are only 10 places left...... Wouldn't this young man be jealous of taking one of his life?

I don't know where this is a prodigy who can make Mr. Qingxia value it so much.

The boy was obviously a little surprised, and glanced at Xue Qing.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask the gentleman. He said, turned and went into the cottage, and came out a moment later.

Seeing his expression, Xue Qing's heart sank.

"Mr. said that since Xue Qing is bent on taking the top prize, he doesn't dare to delay your future, so please ask Gao Ming. The boy said with his chin raised in a crisp voice.

Bah....too much.

Xue Qing's face froze, and the dozen or so students were in a commotion, and laughter rang out.