Qi Ning sighed: "If I don't want it, can't I go in?" ”

Before the man could speak, someone behind him urged: "You don't want me, the Jinghua Book Club is the first literary event in my Great Chu, but not everyone can ~щww~~lāΔ" He threw a piece of broken silver into the wooden box very chicly, stretched out his hand to take the number plate, and walked quickly to the academy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qi Ning couldn't help but say: "I look at these broken silver, the youngest one is also two taels, is it possible that the lunch in your academy is a delicacies from the mountains and seas?" ”

"I said, why are you so verbose." The man at the table said angrily: "There are only seven hundred number plates here, and after the number plates are finished, even if you have gold and silver, you can't get in." He waved his hand and said, "You stand aside first, don't get in the way of others." ”

Qi Ning frowned slightly, but at this moment, he heard a voice say, "Hey, Master Hou, why are you here?" A person came flutteringly, Qi Ning knocked on the stage, saw the person clearly, and said with a smile: "Yuan Dagongzi came early." But now the person suddenly turned out to be Yuan Rong and Yuan Dagongzi of the Ministry of Rites.

Qi Ning has had a lot of things in the past few days, but he hasn't seen Yuan Rong for some days.

However, when the three people sitting behind the table saw Yuan Rong, they all immediately got up and said, "Yuan Gongzi! ”

Yuan Rong was an extremely smart person, and when he saw Qi Ning standing on the side, he immediately understood something, and frowned: "You guys stopped Hou Ye from letting him in?" ”

"Master Hou......!" Not only the three of them, but also the literati who had not yet entered the academy were also stunned.

Yuan Rong sneered: "You really have no eyes, this is the Lord of the Brocade Clothes, how dare you stop the Lord Hou from the door?" He stepped forward and grabbed Qi Ning's arm and said with a smile: "Let's go in first." ”

Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

"Are you going to have a private visit with Weifu?" Entering the academy, Yuan Rong was familiar with the road, and seemed to be very familiar with Longchi Academy, looking at Qi Ning and smiling: "Why do you also have Yaxing to participate in the book club?" ”

Qi Ning came today, naturally he was not good at wearing brocade clothes and jade belts, he was representing Qionglin Academy, so he was dressed much more ordinary, and he didn't answer, and asked, "Can you see that wooden box just now?" ”

"You mean don't eat seats?" Yuan Rong said with a smile: "You didn't participate in these things before, no wonder you don't know, this canteen donation has been around for many years." ”

"Don't you feel awkward that the academy, the place where the sages are taught, and you have to pay money to enter the academy?" Qi Ning asked lightly.

Yuan Rong said with a smile: "Do you know, at the end of the book fair every year, the eight academies will each have three questions, these literati who do not belong to the eight academies, if anyone can answer the exam questions from which academy, they can directly enter the eight academies to study, and the benefits of entering the eight academies, you should know, right?" ”

Qi Ning shook his head, and Yuan Rong explained: "If you enter the Eight Great Academies, you will have the opportunity to participate in the Jinghua Book Club, and as long as you are outstanding, you can directly enter the court as an official." In addition, the Eight Academies conduct a big examination every three years, which is presided over by the Ministry of Rites, and a part of the outstanding ones are selected to be included in the list of official candidates, and eventually they can become court officials. The students in these eight academies are all selected from all over the country, that is the leader of my Dachu academies, the number of places every year is very limited, it is difficult to enter the eight academies, the annual Jinghua Book Fair, the eight academies can provide twenty-four places together, do you say this gang will rob it? ”

Qi Ning suddenly realized.

It turned out that these people came actively, not because they really wanted to see the Taoist Book Club Competition, but because they were grabbing the places in the Eight Academies.

I think this is also an ingenious way for the Eight Great Academies to increase their popularity.

"If some people have talents to learn, but they don't have silver to get started, won't they lose the opportunity?"

Yuan Rong sighed: "This can't be helped, if it is really a high eight dou, the local academy will naturally recommend it to the eight academies, you have also seen, although this Longchi Academy is not small, but it can't accommodate too many people, and the number of people who can enter is limited, if there is no rule, this academy will not be broken." ”

Qi Ning didn't dwell too much on this matter, and asked, "Eight Great Academies...... Hmm, have all the people from the Nine Academies arrived? ”

"Nine Academies?" Yuan Rong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You mean Qionglin Academy?" ”

"That's right, the Eight Great Academies plus the Qionglin Academy are not the Nine Great Academies."

Yuan Rong laughed and said: "Qionglin Academy just came to join in the fun, Mr. Zhuo Qingyang Zhuo is a generation of Confucianism, and the Jinghua Book Club invited Qionglin Academy, just for the sake of Mr. Zhuo's face." ”

"According to what you say, there is not a single student in Qionglin Academy who has real talents?" Qi Ning put his hands behind his back and asked lightly.

Yuan Rong said with a smile: "Since you know Qionglin Academy, you naturally also know that Qionglin Academy is a group of girls' families, it is okay to put a needle in their hands, embroidery, and sew clothes, you can really write a wonderful article with a pen in their hands?" There are also many talented women on the Qinhuai River, who are nothing more than moaning without illness, either chanting the wind or pity the moon. He laughed and laughed, but he still had some contempt for the woman.

When Qi Ning heard him talk about the Qinhuai River, he thought of Zhuo Xian'er for a while, and he didn't know if the heart-pounding woman had returned to the painting boat, but although Yuan Rong's tone was contemptuous, Qi Ning knew that this was his true state of mind, as Zhuo Qingyang said, although Qionglin Academy has been established for many years, but until today, it is still not truly accepted by the intellectual class represented by literati and ink writers.

While talking, the two had already arrived in the east courtyard of Longchi Academy, as soon as they entered the courtyard, Qi Ning knew why the book club was held here, this courtyard was really extremely empty, like an open-air square, with tables and chairs in the middle of the venue, and a long table on the south side, which seemed to be a patchwork of several tables, covered with silk cloth, and a total of five chairs behind the table.

Qi Ning glanced at it and knew that this long table was similar to a rostrum, and the judges should be seated at that time.

On the left and right of the long table, at a 90-degree angle to the rostrum, there are four small tables on each side, and behind the small tables are nine futons.

Without Yuan Rong's explanation, Qi Ning also knew that it must be the place where the eight major academies sit, but he didn't understand why there were only nine futons in one academy.

Yuan Rong obviously saw Qi Ning's question, and explained with a smile: "The eight major academies, the Yunshan Academy in the position add up to more than three hundred people, and the Baimen Academy, which has the smallest number of people, also has more than eighty people. After a pause, he said, "Therefore, each academy selects the eight most powerful students to come to the book meeting, and the seat at the front is the position of the dean of each academy. ”

Only then did Qi Ning come to his senses.

In addition to the four cases on the left and right sides of the rostrum, opposite the rostrum, there is also a case, which is also placed with nine futons, Qi Ning thought about it slightly, and knew that it was very likely to be the location of Qionglin Academy.

Around the center of the venue, the ground is densely packed with futons, nearly a thousand futons are wrapped in a circle, but it is not messy, the literati who entered before, according to the corresponding number plate, most of them have knelt on the futon, although the number of people is many, but after entering the Longchi Academy, everyone is also very well-behaved, not noisy.

The biggest purpose of these people coming here was to compete for the last twenty-four places, so they all tried their best to show an elegant attitude.

In addition to the seven hundred literati from all over the place, the organizers of the book club also reserved thirty seats for each of the eight major academies, all of which were behind the positions of their respective academies, with an empty futon, Qi Ning looked at it in his eyes, and suddenly thought that if he really sat behind Zhuo Qingyang later, then almost all of them would be girls' homes, and a little green among his thousands of flowers would be very conspicuous, and he was afraid that he would be a little embarrassed at that time.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone say loudly: "Siming Academy has arrived!" ”

Qi Ning followed the prestige in the past, only to see a long shirt of students not far away is lining up to come this way, the first person is holding a white wooden stick, on which there is a sign horizontally, writing "Siming Academy" four words, these four characters pen walking dragon snake, the momentum is quite strong, under the leadership of the person holding the card, Siming Academy thirty or forty people neatly entered.

Qi Ning saw it in his eyes, smiled dumbly, and thought to himself that looking at this formation, it was a bit of an Olympic entrance ceremony.

After Siming Academy fell into its place, an old gentleman in his sixties sat on the futon on the side of the desk, eight of the disciples sat behind him in two rows, and the rest of the people sat on the futon at the back, which was equivalent to the cheering team, and the sign with "Siming Academy" on the face was erected on the side of the desk.

After everyone in Siming Academy sat down, all the literati who came to watch suddenly stared at this group of people with envious eyes.

Entering the Eight Academies may not necessarily be able to enter the imperial court as an official in the end, but after all, under the nose of the Son of Heaven, the opportunity is naturally much greater than that of literati outside the capital.

Although Yuan Rong is the son of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, he can only be regarded as a spectator today, but the son of a high-ranking official like him wants to watch the book club, the academy naturally has a special place for a long time, just behind the rostrum, there are about 30 seats, Yuan Rong has not met with Qi Ning for a period of time, and he does not know that Qi Ning has been a gentleman in Qionglin Academy, and he only thought that Qi Ning also came because of interest, and wanted to take Qi Ning to a seat, but Qi Ning shook his head, only let Yuan Rong go first, and was not in a hurry to say it.

Next, the major academies came in one after another, and after the eight academies were all seated, Qi Ning saw a group of girls from Qionglin Academy at the gate of the academy.

It's just that he didn't see Zhuo Qingyang in front, but it was Jiang Suiyun who walked in the front, holding the academy name tag in his hand, but he didn't raise it, and when he saw Qi Ning, he frowned at first, but he still stepped forward and said, "Mr. Qi!" ”

Today is the book club, and Jiang Suiyun simply addresses him as Mr.

Qi Ning didn't see Zhuo Qingyang, and said strangely: "Where did Mr. Zhuo go?" ”

Jiang Suiyun had already sent the name plate of the academy in his hand over, and said, "Mr. has an explanation, today's Qionglin Academy is led by you." A group of girls from Qionglin Academy all looked at Qi Ning, with different expressions, both excited, suspicious, worshipful, and apprehensive.

"What?" Qi Ning's body shook, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Jiang Suiyun said lightly: "Mr. will hand over the academy to you to lead today, and the Jinghua Book Club will compete with the eight academies, and you will arrange the scheduling." He sent the college sign in his hand here again, and it seemed that holding this sign was a very embarrassing thing for him. 8