At the end of the year, the sun looks weak, and the cold air lingers around the city. The snowflakes that had covered the ground not long ago were now gone, leaving only a few frozen streaks of ice in the shadows.

The sound of gurgling wheels was heard, and after a long journey, Lu Li's carriage finally arrived at the royal capital of Vasa in the early morning of three days.

The cyan velvet curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Lu Li, who had long been suffocated, jumped out of the carriage.

"Uncle Anita, go back, I'll go find Brother Moria myself." Lu Li turned around and handed the coachman a stack of Bailey,

"No, buy some snacks for your grandson, I'm not the old man who calls people for nothing."

Anita, an old man who had also lost an arm, smiled apologetically, not refusing Lu Li's kindness.

"I haven't been to the royal capital either, and I don't know where Young Master Moriah is, so I won't go in and cause you trouble."

"Come on, you go back and take care of your grandson, thanks to you for sending me over this time, otherwise I wouldn't know the broken map."

At first, the old man Roboz didn't want others to send Lu Li, but Lu Li was an illiterate and a road idiot, he looked at the crooked, various scribbled maps drawn by hand in his hand, and his eyes were in circles.

In desperation, Roboz had no choice but to find his retired first mate, Anita, to give Lu a ride.

Watching Anita's carriage disappear into the sky, Lu Li unaccustomed to pulling the suit on his body, touching his bald head, and walking towards the gate of the royal capital not far away, looking like a dog who has become a gongren and a soldier.

After paying a Bailey's entry tax, Lu Li swaggered into the royal capital.

As soon as he entered the royal capital, Lu Li was startled by the surging crowd in front of him.

I saw a huge wooden sign standing next to the city gate, with two huge notices glued to it, and a small piece of iron hanging next to the wooden sign, and most of the people in the crowd who followed crowded in front of the notice to watch.

At this time, a young man with a broken leg squeezed in with great effort on crutches, and took out a small hammer and struck the iron piece hard.

Bell Bell –

The cacophony silenced the crowd around them.

"Everyone, be quiet, let me read to you the new policy announced by the Prime Minister!" Seeing that the crowd was quiet, the young man with the broken leg said without hurrying.

"The Prime Minister said on the notice that the school that was recently prepared has been built!

There are three kinds of schools, the first is a military school, after coming out, you can be a navy or army to defend the country, the admission conditions are to settle in Vasa for more than five years, male, literate, age 16 to 26 years old, good health and no disabilities, no restrictions on nobles or commoners! ”

Before the young man with the broken leg finished speaking, someone next to him shouted, "How much do you have to pay?" ”

The young man with a broken leg glanced down before he replied loudly: "All schools are free in the first year, the top 50 in the second year are free, and the others are 5,000 Bailey a year,

In the third year, the top 50 students are still free, but the top 10 students have a reward of 30,000 Baileys, and the tuition fee is still 5,000 Baileys.

However, those who start attending school in the second year can be arranged to work in the workplace, including food and lodging, and half of the tuition fee will be reduced.

In the fourth year, except for the top 50 students who continue their studies, all the others leave the school and are arranged to work. ”

"Great, it's not expensive, you can go!"

"It's really not expensive, and we can reduce or exempt tuition fees, and the Prime Minister won't harm us."

"But I can't read, I can't go to school!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone was talking to each other, obviously moved.

"Quiet! Be quiet! The young man with the broken leg took a small hammer and struck the piece of iron hard, making a piercing crashing sound.

The crowd quickly calmed down, "Don't worry, there are other schools." "The young man with a broken leg must have heard the complaints of illiterate people.

"The second type of school is a management school, which is not only literate but also arithmetic, and when you go in, you learn how to help adults run the country, and you have to be responsible for the management of the country's chambers of commerce."

The young man with the broken leg was afraid of the commotion in the crowd, and then continued loudly:

"The third type of school is the handicraft school. The requirements are over 16 years old, under 50 years old, and nothing else.

If you are literate, you can learn numeracy, and you will be able to learn medical skills and become a respected doctor.

And this school is different from the other two schools, after entering the second year of study, you can graduate and go to work!

The registration period is from today until next year, as long as you go to the downtown office hall to register. ”

Lu Li touched the stubble growing on his chin, and was very curious about this unborn Prime Minister Richelieu, can he still meet such a post-acting official in a comic world, has this person ever appeared in comics?

If so, in what way? If it didn't appear, then how did such a skilled person disappear?

Is this world just a virtual comic world? Lu Li was curious.

"That's a good feeling, what kind of handicraft school is this, I'll study for a year quickly, can't I come out directly after I finish learning?"

"It's better to manage the school, and you can still be an official when you come out!" This is obviously an official fan.

"Great, Prime Minister, worthy of a cardinal sent by God, to save the Lord's lamb."

Everyone talked and whispered.

Everyone fantasizes about being in the top 50 in school, and then going to the top and changing their lives.

"What's on that piece of paper next to that?" Someone in the crowd asked.

The young man with the broken leg showed a proud excitement on his face, and replied in a loud voice: "That's the list of pirates recently captured by our navy led by Lord Moria, and even the captain of the Ghost Sword Hao Pirate Group with a reward of 40 million has been captured!" ”

"Lord Moria has made another meritorious service!"

"Yes, although Moriah looks a little strange, Lord Moriah is really powerful!"

"It's really safe to have Lord Moria here, and he deserves to be a hero of the West Sea!"

"That's it, I heard that Lord Moria wants to eat a cow at a time, isn't it amazing?"

"Really, where did you know that?"

"My sister-in-law's wife's cousin's lover's mother is a cook in Lord Moria's house, listen to me......"

Listening to the obviously crooked topic, the corners of Lu Li's mouth couldn't help twitching. Is the civilian gossip ability in the pirates so strong, it's really humiliating not to be a paparazzi.

At this time, the young man with the broken leg had already walked out of the crowd and left for the distance.

Lu Li brushed aside the gossip in front of him, strode after the young man with a broken leg, and finally caught up with the young man with a broken leg at the corner of the intersection.

"Dude, I see you're familiar with Moria, can you tell me how to find him?"

Lu Li didn't have the consciousness of a stranger at all, so he put his hand on the shoulder of the young man with a broken leg and asked for advice unceremoniously.

The young man with the broken leg struggled hard and didn't shake off Lu Li, turned to look at Lu Li, who was almost three meters away, and frowned,

"Who are you? What are you looking for Lord Moria? ”

"I, I'm Moria's ......" Lu Li was speechless for a while, it was really hard to say what the relationship between him and Moria was.

"By the way, I'm his cousin." Lu Li thought about it and unceremoniously recognized a cousin.