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"This ......"

Da Lang and San Lang hesitated, and turned their heads one after another to see what Song Qingyuan meant.

"What does my sister think?"

Song Qingyuan pursed the corners of his mouth, his brain spun rapidly, and he kept thinking.

It wasn't until a long time later that he shook his head firmly.

"No, our Song family doesn't want this."

The reason why Juyouxuan in Yulin County can be opened, and the number of books is increasing, is profitable.

It is because of the sale of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, poetry and painting, folding fans, and other elegant things.

Now, Lin Saijiu has given up this piece, which is equivalent to dividing a big "cake" for her.

Song Qingyuan smiled.

Although she didn't have much contact with Lin Xijiu, she could see from the conversation that this was a person who knew how to exchange courtesies.

But......

"Our Song family can't take this piece."

Song Qingyuan refused again.

"Are you afraid that it will affect the reputation of the Song family?"

After speaking, Lin Xijiu nodded, "You're not wrong to think so!" ”

Juyouxuan is open to students from all over the world, if it is opened by Guozijian, the Song family will do business in it, and it will indeed have a bad impact!

The Song family can do it, the Song family can do it, and the country will open it, but the Song family can't do it.

Lin Saijiu also figured this out.

So he suggested, "It's better to ...... like this."

"Hang up the name of Guozijian externally, and the internal business is still managed by your Song family, and the interests also belong to you."

"What does Song Nongnu think?"

Now Lin Saijiu can also see that among the three brothers and sisters of the Song family, it is Song Qingyuan who is really in charge.

After all, Juyouxuan was Song Qingyuan's idea.

"No!"

Song Qingyuan still shook his head.

This approach is good and mutually beneficial at the moment.

But once Lin Saijiu rises to the top and is no longer in charge of the country, then this piece of business may have to be redivided.

After all, "once a son of heaven and a courtier." ”

Will the next ruler of Guozijian see the Song family benefiting and be indifferent?

Song Qingyuan is unwilling to speculate on people's hearts with malice, but he must take precautions.

Thinking so, Song Qingyuan smiled slightly.

"I have an idea, why don't you hear it?"

"Oh?"

Lin Saijiu's eyes lit up, and he was interested, "Please speak!" ”

"First of all, Juyouxuan is the name I gave when I was in Yulin County."

"Now that it is opened by Guozijian and is subordinate to the imperial court, should this name also be changed?"

Song Qingyuan's clear gaze looked at Lin Sai Liquor.

Lin Saijiu nodded, "It's really not easy to mix things up." ”

"In your opinion, what is the best name?"

Lin Saijiu asked back.

"Country! Learn! Museum! ”

The name of Juyouxuan is elegant, meaning to gather friends of the world, with a private nature.

The Museum of Chinese Studies takes the country as a unit, emphasizing the imperial court, intending to point out its official nature and be more authoritative.

"The National Academy?"

Lin Sai Liquor repeated softly.

"That's a good name!"

Calm and solemn, it can also reflect the court's love for students all over the world.

"This one can be!"

Lin Saijiu answered, and asked, "What else do you think, and tell me about it?" ”

Changing the name is just throwing bricks and attracting jade, Song Qingyuan must have the following, Lin Saijiu listened attentively.

"Ahem! Cough! ”

Song Qingyuan cleared her throat with a serious expression, what she was going to say next was the real point.

"Since the Chinese Culture Museum is a national culture, then don't be confined to one place."

"I ask that the Chinese Academy must be opened above the prefecture, and if there are conditions, large counties will also open them."

Speaking of this, Song Qingyuan's voice paused, and then explained, "The capital is the capital of Great Qi, and it is the most prosperous and wealthy place. ”

"Even if they are both poor students, there is a big gap between the capital and the locality."

"Therefore, only the Chinese Culture Museum, which is open in every corner of Daqi, can really provide convenience for poor students."

Song Qingyuan's voice was not loud enough, but it was loud and clear.

Especially the content of her words, which everyone in the room could not ignore.

Lin Jingshu's eyes widened even more, and she looked at Song Qingyuan in shock.

The opening of the Chinese Academy of Culture is all over the world, which is simply a pioneering achievement.

If it can really be realized, then it should start the revival of culture and education.

Da Lang, San Lang listened, and they were also looking forward to it, and they all looked at Lin Saijiu.

"Impossible!"

"It can't be!"

Lin Xijiu sighed slightly, he was also confused by Song Qingyuan's words.

However...... Practical issues have to be considered.

With the power of Guozijian, the Chinese Culture Museum was opened in Beijing, which can still be supported.

However, if it is opened all over the Great Qi, the financial, material, and manpower resources required are innumerable, which is by no means something that the national eunuch can bear, and it is necessary for the imperial court to come forward.

But......

Lin Saijiu weakly supported his forehead.

First the war in the frontier, and then the disaster in the south, the people were displaced.

Now that the treasury is empty, the Holy One will be anxious and anxious about the silver.

How can he take out the silver again and set up a Chinese culture museum?

Lin Saijiu shook his head.

Even if it was reported to the imperial court, he also knew that this matter would inevitably fail.

There are priorities, such as border wars, floods in the south, and even the construction of a national temple to gather the fortunes of the country.

These things, one by one, are more important than the opening of the Chinese Culture Museum.

"If there is silver, the old man also wants to push the Chinese Academy to the entire Great Qi Country......"

"It's a pity ......"

Lin Xijiu shook his head, after all, he still had no money.

"I'll settle the matter of the silver."

Song Qingyuan stood up, his small body was a little more righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Guozijian only needs to be responsible for transcribing the books in the prison."

"The money for building sites in other prefectures and cities is all in charge of Song Qingyuan."

"You?"

Lin Saijiu looked puzzled, and looked at Song Qingyuan, Da Lang, and San Lang.

As far as he knew, the conditions of the Song family could only be said to be acceptable, and they were not wealthy.

From their clothing, they can see the general spots.

"Yes!"

Song Qingyuan nodded heavily.

raised his voice and said, "The Song family is really insignificant compared to those wealthy families in the capital. ”

"But after years of careful management, I have saved some silver."

"I can take it out and donate it to build a Chinese culture museum."

After listening to Song Qingyuan's words, Lin Xijiu was silent for a long time, and he sighed in his heart.

It seemed to ring in his ears again, the sentence that Song Qingyuan said in Guozijian that day.

If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world.

This is not a scene, the Song family is earnestly fulfilling this sentence.

Lin Saijiu Huo Ran got up, and put a salute on his face.

"Lord Song has a noble character, great virtue and kindness, and the old man is far behind!"

Lin Saijiu was ashamed.

Belch......

Song Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood.

Lin Saijiu didn't know that the Song family had divided the production, so she thought that her behavior of building a Chinese academy with silver was approved by the old man Song.

Song Qingyuan shut up, he didn't break it, why bother talking about his own affairs with outsiders.

It's just a modest way, "Lord Lin has won the award." ”

"Lord Lin is very knowledgeable, beyond the reach of his ancestors."

"Definitely! Definitely! ”

Lin Saijiu waved his hand and sat down again, not arguing.

"Since Song Nongnu mentioned donating the cover, the old man, as the country's son of the country, should be the best of his own."

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