Time passes like flowing water. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the first day of September, it came early.

In the morning, Yan Ming asked people to move out a few sets of tables and chairs, and at the gate of Hongyan Hall, a reception office was set up, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were ready, waiting for the report of the new students.

Maoling Hou Yanming's Hongyan Hall is about to open, and the news of recruiting students has long been spread around. It's just that the people around Maolingyi, although they saw Yan Ming's changes, were a little disbelieving.

You must know that Yan Ming was originally a gangster from Maolingyi, but now he has turned into a school. Although Hongyantang has adopted a certain policy towards the children of ordinary people, no one believes it.

"I heard that if you don't have money to pay tuition, you can work and study part-time in school!" A person stood on the opposite street, looked at the reception place that Yan Ming had put out, and whispered.

"What is a part-time job?" A farmer with a child looked at the obviously magnificent and tall Hongyan Hall, and wanted his children to go to school, but he felt that he could really let his children go to such a tall place?

"It's just working at school and studying at the same time. The work is worth the tuition, that is, part-time work and study. ”

"Is this a good thing? Wouldn't everyone be able to go to school? The man immediately said with a smile on his face.

"However, there is also a threshold for admission, and I heard that you must pass the examination of Hongyantang before you can enter the school. This is the first batch of students in Hongyantang, and the assessment is rigorous! ”

"That's over, my kid doesn't know a word!"

Everyone was talking, and more and more people gathered at the door of Hongyan Hall. Some with children want to try, but they don't dare to take that step first.

"Hongyantang recruits students, as long as they pass the exam, they are considered official students of Hongyantang. Parents and fellow villagers are welcome to apply for the examination, and there is only one condition, which is to pass the entrance exam. "Mr. Huang is highly respected, and when he publicized it in front of people, everyone was moved.

Yan Ming smiled bitterly, in his previous life, when he founded a tutoring class, he had to scatter leaflets everywhere to recruit students. Now that Hongyantang is also a public school, he still has to try his best to persuade them to study.

Just when he felt a little helpless, suddenly from the pipeline in the distance, a small pony cart came quickly. Bursts of smoke and dust drifted away with the wind.

When the pony carriage was still a hundred steps away from Hongyan Hall, it stopped suddenly. The emperor in the car lifted the curtain, and a middle-aged man came out of the car first, looking elegant and wearing a coarse cloth robe, which made his temperament even more extraordinary.

Behind him, a child poked his head out.

Yan Ming knew that this must be here to sign up. cut off the child's face, but he looked very thoughtful, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he couldn't hide the bookish air on his face.

At first glance, this child is a literate child.

"Which one is Yan Hou?" The middle-aged man got out of the car and immediately asked, breaking politely.

The child is different, a pair of eyes are very chicken thieves, turning around, and they can't stop poking their heads out and looking inside the gate of Hongyan Hall.

"In Xia Yanming, may I ask this gentleman's surname?" Yan Ming clenched his fists and said.

"Yan Hou, under the exemption of nobles, the surname is Sima, the single name talks, Sima talks about it." The person who came gave up his hand and declared his name.

Although Yan Ming didn't mix much in the court, he had also heard of Sima Tan, who was the Taishi Gong of the dynasty. His family is a prince of the three dynasties, and he is famous for writing straight books.

"This is Xiao'er, hurry up and come over and see Mr." Sima Tan said as he brought the child who couldn't stop probing into the door and sent it to Yan Ming.

"Yanhou, this is Sima Qian, a child, who is familiar with the text, and has come to Hongyantang to sign up for school." Sima Tan arched his hand and said.

When Yan Ming heard this, he almost bit his tongue.

Look at the child, and then look at Sima Tan, he never dreamed that he plagiarized Sima Qian's "Hongmen Banquet" when he first came, but he didn't expect that now the main master would come to study.

Sima Qian's "Records of History" is known as the swan song of historians, and it is a rhymeless separation.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Ma Qian, the dignified Taishi Company, actually bit into my Yanming's school, beautiful!" Although he was proud in his heart, Yan Ming's face was still serious.

"Please Tai Shi Ling register at the reception first, pass the exam, and then you can enter Hongyan Hall to study." Yan Ming said with a smile.

Sima Tan nodded, and walked with Sima to the reception.

"Child, is Li Ling here?" Sima Qian seemed to be polite, but he spoke unceremoniously. Seeing that Yan Ming didn't look big, he asked unceremoniously.

Yan Ming was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Sima Qian to be such a naughty child.

Seeing Yan Ming stunned, Sima Qian grimaced at him. Sima talks about his fart. The stock was a slap, and Sima Qian, who was beaten, grinned and went to the reception with him.

Seeing such Sima Qian, Yan Ming felt a little ruined, who would have thought that the dignified Taishi Gong would be in such a situation when he was young.

The first student who came to sign up for Hongyantang turned out to be Sima Qian. This more or less made Yan Ming feel a little emotional and surprised.

Although he had long been prepared to deal with various historical figures, he couldn't help but be a little excited when he really met a figure like Sima Qian, who has been passed down through the ages.

Before Sima Qian finished filling out the registration form, a child ran out of the door of Hongyan Hall, saw Sima Qian, shouted, and rushed over.

When Sima Qian saw him, he also shouted, and the two of them ran towards each other, one of them smashing on each other's shoulders with one punch.

Then they suddenly hugged each other and laughed.

"Li Ling, it's you here, so I have to sign up to come." Sima Qian took Li Ling's hand and said.

"I knew you were coming. This Hongyantang is quite fun, but Mr. Yan is too domineering. Li Ling whispered.

Before the two children could say more, Yan Ping came over and led them to the playground of Hongyan Hall.

At this moment, the playground is full of tables and chairs, and each table and chair has pen and ink on it.

Yan Ping said: "All students who sign up have to come to me to draw a topic and write a simple article, so that they are eligible to enter Hongyan Hall." ”

Sima Qian immediately walked over and drew a question in Yan Ping's hand.

Sima Tan was stopped outside, and Yan Ming said to him: "Hongyantang goes to school for five days and rests for two days. If you want to have a child, you can come and have a look after five days of school. ”

As the two men spoke, another carriage and horse appeared in the distance.

Sima Tan said with a smile: "In order to grab this first place, I lined up at the Weicheng Gate early in the morning. They're all behind me! ”

The people of Maolingyi may still be suspicious of Yan Ming, but the officials of Chang'an City will not. They saw Yan Ming refining gold with water on the tower of Weiyang Palace with their own eyes.

Therefore, they are particularly interested in coming to Hongyantang to study.

Seeing the rolling red dust behind him, Yan Ming knew that this time, Hongyantang was going to have a bumper harvest.