After the conversation in the study, Shen Kang did not leave Ji Ning.

When he walked out of the half-mountain residence, Ji Ning didn't see the brutal tomboy beautiful boy again.

However, Ji Ning didn't care much, he estimated that the girl was Shen Kang's grandson or friend's grandchild. Give her a long lesson and give it, it's not a big deal.

Now Shen Kang asked him to meet with him every five days, not only to send the four books and five classics that he had personally annotated, but also to allow inquiries, which was basically the same as accepting disciples.

If I were someone else, I would have been ecstatic for a long time.

For countless scholars, being accepted as a disciple by Shen Kang is definitely a great blessing for the ancestral tomb to smoke from the green smoke, and it is worth celebrating for three days and three nights.

Shen Kang is over seventy years old, and he has long been reluctant to accept disciples.

The last time Shen Kang accepted a disciple was three years ago, and that disciple was a Jinshi who had just won the list. As it was, the new disciple was so happy that he threw a thanksgiving feast at home, and his relatives and friends lined up to congratulate him.

However, Ji Ning didn't feel anything.

Although Shen Kang is a good backer, he basically uses Shen Kang as an identity cover, so as not to behave too untaught and be suspicious.

Besides, he still has to guard against Shen Kang, and he can't get too close.

After all, in this world, the small seal and the big seal can communicate with the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth, and articles can change the color of heaven and earth, Shen Kang is one of the cutting-edge characters in this world, and he doesn't dare to bet that Shen Kang has any shocking ability.

If you are not careful, you will be accepted as a demon, and you will be unjustly killed.

Leaving Guozijian, the carriage went straight back to the Ji Mansion.

After returning to Ji's house, Ji Ning didn't go out, studying the Four Books and Five Classics in the study, and Yu Ling added fragrance to the red sleeves next to him.

Today, Sanwei College has a day off.

Now, after the crisis, Sanwei Academy has gradually become standardized, and the four gentlemen recruited from the Qin Mansion have gradually begun to take on teaching work after being personally trained by him.

Not only that, Ji Ning also went to the Poetry Pavilion to sell a poem, and the silver taels he got were used to expand the Sanwei Academy, and he bought the courtyard of the house next to the Sanwei Academy.

After the completion of the expansion project, the area of Sanwei Academy will be five or six times that of the original, and it can accommodate seven or eight hundred students at the same time.

In the Great Yong Dynasty, the academy with seven or eight hundred students was already a very powerful academy, and its influence could not be ignored. The White Deer Academy is only more than a thousand people.

However, the influence of Sanwei Academy is very small, after all, they are all the lowest level students, and they are in the stage of literacy and writing. You must know that the students of Bailu Academy are basically talents.

After reading for more than an hour, Ji Ning was a little tired, so he stopped.

Yu Ling, who was waiting next to him, immediately brought fragrant tea.

When Ji Ning took the teacup and tasted the tea, Yu Ling had already walked behind him, and a pair of soft and boneless Qianqianyu hands fell on his shoulders and back, pinching his shoulders and beating his back in pieces.

"Young master, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, what are your plans?" Yu Ling skillfully pinched Ji Ning's shoulder and back, and asked, "Sheung Shui Poetry Club, Summer Garden Poetry Club, Tianxianglou Poetry Club, and several other poetry clubs have sent you posts to invite you." Which one are you going to? ”

Ji Ning twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't go." Your young master, my poems are expensive, and when I write poems at the poetry meeting, all I lose is white silver. Besides, none of those poems will have a good heart. ”

To be honest, he is still looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It's not that I want to participate in any poetry meetings, but I am looking forward to the rich festival atmosphere of the ancient Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, it is necessary to take the maid Yuling out for a walk and feel the humanistic customs of the ancient Mid-Autumn Festival.

In addition, he has also noticed in the past few days that during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Qinhuai River will hold an Oiran competition, and the major Qinglou painting boats will send their top red cards to compete.

Compared with any poetry meeting, he is more willing to make the Oiran more lively than this, and see how the famous prostitute of Qinhuaihe, who has been rumored for a long time, is a talented and versatile prostitute.

"I heard that the first red card of each Qinglou painting boat participating in the Oiran Big Contest must be the first time that the body is finished, I don't know if it's true?" Thinking of Oiran Dabi, Ji Ning couldn't help but think of one of the rules.

"Oh......" Yu Lingyu's hand slowed down and responded.

Ji Ning vaguely heard some regret in Yu Ling's voice, and couldn't help but turn back, looked at Yu Ling's pretty face, and asked, "You seem to want me to participate in the poetry meeting?" ”

"No, no, no!" Yu Ling hurriedly waved his little hand and denied it, "You said it all, none of those poems will be well-intentioned, how can the slave let you jump into the fire pit?" ”

Ji Ning smiled and said, "Lied, right?" ”

Yu Ling knelt down and said, "Young Master, the slave really doesn't have this kind of thought. ”

"Why are you kneeling again? I don't blame you. Ji Ning wordlessly stretched out his hand to help Yu Ling, "Get up." In the future, you are not allowed to kneel without moving. You know? ”

Yu Ling's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded his head and said, "Got it, young master." ”

"You go ahead and give me a squeeze on the shoulder." Ji Ning said, worried that if she didn't take the initiative to let this stupid girl pinch her shoulders and beat her back, she would have to think crankily again.

"No, young master." Yu Ling immediately responded happily, and continued to pinch Ji Ning's shoulder and beat his back diligently.

Ji Ning's eyes closed slightly, enjoying the happiness of the ancient young master.

After a while, Ji Ning was a little comfortable and really wanted to squint.

"Young master, young master......" At this time, Yu Ling's voice came carefully from behind his ears.

Ji Ning replied a little vaguely: "Hmm." ”

"Slave Gang, I really lied just now...... Yu Ling's voice said cautiously, "You punish the slave and maid." ”

Ji Ning didn't open his eyes because he was really sleepy, and asked vaguely, "Why are you lying?" ”

"The slave really wants you to go to the poetry party." Yu Ling said nervously.

When Ji Ning heard this, he was completely awake, but he couldn't scare Yu Ling, so he still closed his eyes, and asked in a vague voice, "Why?" ”

"In the past, young master, you participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting every time." Yu Ling said to herself a little, "At this time, you often tell Du Shou that you enter the Poetry Pavilion to sell poems to make money, but you actually spend money to buy poems, and then participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, and 'compose poems' at the poetry meeting." ”

"Hehe, I used to be a pretty asshole." Ji Ning laughed at himself.

Yu Ling recalled, "Those people guessed that your poem was bought. They deliberately ask you to explain the meaning of the poem, and when you often can't answer, they take the opportunity to make fun of you. The slave and maid are with you, and they feel very, very ......."

"It's embarrassing, isn't it?" Ji Ning asked.

"It's not. It's very angry with those people. Many of their poems were also bought, why did they target you, young master?! ”

"Young master, now that you are studying hard, you have learned to become a poem, and the poems you have made are even appreciated by Shen Lao." Yu Ling said, "However, those people outside can't see that you are talented, and it is rumored everywhere that the poem you wrote is the master's posthumous work. It's so hateful! ”