As the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Jinling, the nickname of Nanjing, has given the city extraordinarily rich. Although compared with the Jingshi, which has been in operation for hundreds of years, Nanjing, as the capital of the city, still does not have the lofty status in terms of political status, but the significance of its existence is still extraordinary.

This time, Yang Fan did not come on official business, and he did not have the brilliance of the knighthood. If you dare to stay in the inn openly, you can be regarded as asking for hardship. In the second year of Chongzhen, that is, the year before Yang Fan entered Beijing, Zhu Youzhen ordered the abolition of many post stations across the country. In this way, it was used to save the expenses of the imperial court and use it to supplement military expenses. As a result, a large number of post station workers lost their jobs and became homeless, of course, the most famous of them was Li Zicheng. It can be regarded as Zhu Youzhen's self-digging grave. But the matter has come to this point, Yang Fan advocates the construction of a post station, but it will be counterproductive, and Li Zicheng will not obediently go back to be a guard official, it will only increase the burden on the court.

However, there are still post houses in some important passes and capitals, which not only exist, but also are magnificently repaired. The post house in Nanjing City, the horse-head wall, the bucket arch cornice, the white wall and the black tile. There is also a separate courtyard for some high-ranking officials to settle in. Yang Fan and the two people who dropped the book bag took a boat to Jinling, and after two days' effort, they entered the capital of Jinling.

The streets of Jinling were bustling, and Yang Fan and his bookbag were swimming in the river.

"If you want to build a academy, have you chosen a good place?"

Yang Fan lay on the boat and said, "This matter is not urgent." Three idiots, you also know, I am now dragging away this level of title on my body, that is, a businessman. Since you're a businessman, you can't do a money-losing business, right? ”

Xing Sanzhi closed the book in his hand, and his eyes widened, "This private school and academy are all things that are meritorious in the present and beneficial in the future, where is there anything like you said, opening a academy to make money?" "If you want to break your head, you can't think of a way to make money by opening a college. He put down the book in his hand. took out a map from the bookbasket on the side and said, "Come and see, these mountains have their own sites." There are also some places, according to the following exquisite, there are sage inscriptions to erect monuments, the environment is quiet, the air is fresh. It is an excellent location for the college. ”

Yang Fan took it, looked at it horizontally and vertically for a long time, threw it directly into the book basket, and said, "These places you chose, are you going to let me build a academy or a temple?" ”

"What do you mean?" Xingzhi was a little angry, and he found a lot of literature for Yang Fan's idea, so he chose a few good places. During the Apocalypse, many academies were demolished by Wei Zhongxian's order. After Zhu Youzhen succeeded to the throne. The number of academies has been restored one after another, and the total number of academies has reached one or two thousand. Most of them are lecture halls that are based on teaching and examinations, which are the same as government schools, and the other is relatively free, teaching and research, and school exchanges, and where they expound their own theories and debates. And the latter is probably banned and destroyed.

Yang Fan raised his head, looked at the line behind him, and said, "Of course, the academy cultivation in the ravine is not profitable. I just don't understand. If it's a seowon, why can't it be built in the middle of the city? It's convenient for students, and it's convenient for us, isn't it? ”

"Built in the middle of the city?" Xingzhi's eyes stared at the boss, this Yang Fan really didn't play cards according to the routine. If there is a academy in this city. So how do you teach?

"I'll talk about that later. The most important thing now is to revive the money I have. We can't afford to sit back and wait for the mountains to be empty. He lay down, the breeze was blowing, and the boat was slowly moving on the river. Some stood at the bow of the bridge, standing at the bow of the ship. The son-in-law, who was holding a fan and chanting poetry, looked at Yang Fan who was sleeping on his back on the boat with some disdain, and secretly said in his heart that he was a dirt bun again.

"The silver has to live, and I can't help it in the next place, so I still don't run around with you."

"Then you can go to the Fulai Inn and stay. When the royal court arrives, we will talk about other things. "Yang Fan has to go to a place on this trip. At the beginning, Dong Qichang raised his hand, otherwise the 30,000 people would have starved to death at sea. If you want to go to the Dong Mansion, Yang Fan told Xingzhi. However, dropping the book bag seems to be a little uninterested in Dong Qichang, and he doesn't want to visit the Dong Mansion very much, and he Yang Fan can't forcibly tie him up to visit the Dong Mansion.

He Dong Qichang has a library, a mansion, and all kinds of treasure buildings, and during the Apocalypse, there were conflicts with local scholars and people. is also a local tyrant, although he is not an official now, he has stepped down, but he is also a celebrity in Jinling, especially his calligraphy and painting, which is rare, but it is not blown out.

There are many ways to be human. Xingsan is like a long bamboo growing in the forest, very tall, but easy to break. More trees in the forest are either intricate, self-reliant but not maverick. This is officialdom, you can be excellent, but not too sharp.

Dong Qichang, whose family is already wealthy and sophisticated, is also a young man, with exquisite calligraphy and painting. Such a person, when he was young, was considered rich and handsome. Yang Fan stood in front of the door of the Dong Mansion, waiting for his subordinates to go in and report. This Dong Mansion can be regarded as decent. Nanjing Ministry of Rites Shangshu, Ju Erpin, although there is no real power, but the mansion can also have such a size.

In ancient times, the stone lion at the door, the height of the door, the number of fans, and the number of levels were all exquisite. In the later period of the Ming Dynasty, there was no real power official position, and the Taishi Taibao or something became some false titles. As a book, although it is said to be idle in the capital, it can be regarded as an official in a high position. Now that he is retired at home, Dong Qichang's family also has many people who come and go.

"Hey, are you also here to meet Dong Lao?" A man who had been waiting in front of the mansion for a long time saw Yang Fan standing in front of the mansion and came forward to ask.

Yang Fan said: "Otherwise? Do you want to visit you at the Dong Mansion? ”

"Hey, young man, don't talk too much." He raised an eyebrow and said, "I think you just handed over the invitation, right?" The middle-aged man touched his beard and said, "It seems that you are a foreigner." ”

"Are there any rules?" Yang Fan really didn't feel it. In the past, wherever he wanted to go, he didn't deliver posts, and immediately someone came out and invited him in. went to the Li Mansion, and even Li Dao personally came out to wait. Today, he is not a lord, in order to show that he is more formal, he also made a post, but I didn't expect there to be other rules.

The middle-aged man squinted, looked very understanding, and said, "You don't understand this." This Dong Lao is not so easy to see. Most people have handed over the post, but there is no news. I handed over the post half a month ago, and I queued up until today to get a notice that I could come to visit. So you'd better go back first, and it's useless to wait. (To be continued.) )