Chapter 589: Three Children

In addition to bringing back more than 20 children from the original Luohe City, Qingming Academy also recruited twenty or thirty children in the capital, and it is gradually increasing.

Because there is no need to pay money here, and you can learn civil and military knowledge even if you have a father and a mother, many families want to send their children inside.

Especially when they know that behind this academy, there is Zhuang Siyan, the queen, supporting her waist, and she is even more eager to support it.

It seems that as long as you send your children here, you will be able to change yourself in a few years, rise to prominence, be promoted and make a fortune, and glorify your ancestors.

According to Zhuang Siyan's plan, it is also necessary to standardize the college, so that the common people can abandon the old ideas, send their children out to study, and receive a unified education, which is definitely a good thing for the entire Dasheng Dynasty.

It's a pity that their conditions are not yet mature, and the teachers in the academy are also limited, and the rich families here also invite their masters to teach at home, so this matter has eased down.

But a free condition has hooked people's greed again.

There is one involved in this, whether they are really orphans or not, and there are still fish that have slipped through the net.

What Qingshi wants to say is related to this fish.

Before the New Year's Festival, a twelve or thirteen-year-old child came to the academy, and at that time it was said that his parents were dead, homeless, and he had been wandering since he was a child.

On a cold day, he was dressed thinly, a cotton jacket was full of holes, and his toes were exposed on the outside of his shoes, and they were frozen into carrots in the snow.

The person in charge of auditing Qingming Academy saw that it was really pitiful, so he took him in first.

When the boy first came, he still had the rules, followed the other children to read, practice calligraphy, practice martial arts, and was usually fine, and he would also help the teacher inside to be some guys, which was very popular.

But there were many people in this group who were more shrewd than him.

Needless to say, Ji Xiaotian is a talent who can compete with Zhuang Siyan and them, although he is young, his scheming is amazing.

There is another one, Sun Xi, who has rarely spoken since Ah Si's death and can't wait to make himself invisible.

This kid, Zhuang Siyan also got along with him for a long time, at that time, in order to catch his father who colluded with the Luo family, the young man also fought wits and courage, one thing in the open, one thing in secret, and he struck them several times.

Later, he established a brotherhood with Ah Si, and slowly put away that youthfulness and became obedient.

Unfortunately, Ah Si died in the Werewolf Valley in order to save Ye Yuanpei.

He had been following Ah Si all the time, but after that incident, he stayed in Luohe City.

Zhuang Siyan usually has a lot of things to do, and at first she paid attention to him, but then he didn't cause anything, and she also went south and north, and this matter slowly stopped.

Qingshi said: "After Ji Xiaotian came, he somehow played with Sun Xi, the relationship between the two is quite good, they read books together, practice martial arts, and during the New Year's holiday, other children ran out to play, and they didn't even go out of the academy door." ”

Zhuang Siyan: "Isn't that a good thing?" ”

"It's a good thing, but because they didn't go out, they bumped into Song Qiming."

Song Qiming is what he said before, the twelve-year-old boy who has been homeless since he was a child.

It turned out that Song Qiming was not an orphan at all.

Not only does he have a family and parents, but his parents are still living very well in the capital, his father leads a small position in the Ministry of Industry, although the salary is not much, but the person jumps up and down, and he has made a lot of money in a year.

With some money, I am not satisfied with my current position and want to climb up.

But the imperial court is different from the past now, and it is not something that anyone can climb up with a little money.

So he tried a few times, but after failing to succeed, he hit the idea on his son, and discussed it with Mrs. Song, and both of them felt that this path was the last one.

Then he dressed up Song Qiming and sent him in.

The disguise was very good in the early stage, and the Song family didn't come to see their son, Song Qiming was free of parental control here, and he was comfortable playing with the children.

But it didn't take long for the New Year's Day to come.

In the hearts of the people of the Central Plains, in addition to the annual node, the New Year Festival also has the meaning of celebration and reunion.

The Song family is such a son, and they can't bear not to come to see him for the sake of his career, but when it comes to the New Year, Mrs. Song thinks about him and worries about him.

Anyway, he is also a little young master, who is held in the palm of his hand at home, and has a servant to take care of him day and night.

Arriving here, is there still such a person?

I heard that children have to do their own laundry in winter, will it freeze his hands? How could his own son do such a thing?

The more I thought about it, the more distressed I became, and I even regretted it a little, so I wanted to take a look.

Song Qiming's father, Song Xian, disagreed at first, but he couldn't stand Mrs. Song's tears, and the two finally discussed, taking advantage of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the children went out to play during the day, and the two of them stayed at the gate of Qingming Academy, waiting for Song Qiming to come out.

However, after waiting for a long time, everyone came out to play, and they didn't see his son, so the two were even more worried, afraid that something would happen to their son, or he would be punished by the teacher or something.

After all, in such a place, the children of ordinary families are not in it, and the orphans are not cared for, if something really happens, even if they are killed by the teacher, just dispose of them quietly, who can ask them where they are?

Thinking like this, the two of them couldn't wait for a moment.

Song Xian still had some ability, and even coaxed the janitor to let them in.

The two of them took a look at the hospital, good guys, the place here is huge, but there are few people, and they walked most of the front yard, and they didn't even look at a ghost.

Normal people's thoughts are almost the same, in such a large courtyard, in addition to students of different ages, there should be teachers.

Then they only saw the students go out, but they didn't see the teachers, so it stands to reason that there must be teachers in here now, right?

But why not?

The more the two searched, the faster they went, and finally found the backyard, where the students lived, they had already begun to call Song Qiming's name.

didn't call Song Qiming out, but first called Sun Xi and Ji Xiaotian over.

The two of them were not ordinary children, and they could see that something was wrong from the looks of the two.

But the two had a very tacit understanding, and neither of them went up to talk, but chose to hide and see if their judgment was correct.

It's a coincidence.

The children in Qingming Academy are orphans and homeless, but most of the teachers inside are well-off.

Mr. Bai knew that his grandson had returned, so he returned to his home outside the city early.

At that time, the girl who came from Luohe City with Xu Ning also went back.

The mother-in-law who takes care of food and accommodation inside, and all those who have a family take advantage of the New Year's Festival to go back, in addition to the gatekeepers, there are a few people who maintain order here, and there are really few people left.

The children were locked up in the academy all day, and it was not much good for their studies to be bored for a long time, so it was decided that on the first day of the Lunar New Year, one or two teachers who stayed behind would take them out to play.

This is what Song Xian and his wife saw at the beginning.

Song Qiming didn't go because he was a child last night, secretly playing in the snow in the yard in the middle of the night.

After staying up in the middle of the night, it's one thing to not be able to get up today, and my clothes are also wet.

This is the college, no matter how thoughtful the care is, it will not be like being a young master at home, there are people and maids to take care of, even the clothes, in winter, are just such a set, when they are wet, they will be roasted around the stove, and if they are not dry, they will sleep in the house.

Song Qiming didn't mind that much, playing and sleeping were almost the same for him, just feel comfortable.

He was sleeping in a daze, and when he heard a familiar voice calling his name, he got up from the bed at once, his shoes were not properly dressed, his clothes were not dry, he pulled it up and put it on, and went out into the yard.

Song Xian and his wife hurriedly looked in the yard, and at first glance they saw a door pushed open, and at the same time looked over there.

So I saw a man with hair like a chicken's nest, his clothes half-draped and half-hung, his trouser sleeves still half wet, and his eyes half-open and half-open.

I didn't recognize it at once, but instinctively asked him: "Hey, this little brother, do you have a person named Song Qiming here?" ”

Song Qiming brushed up the messy hair that covered his forehead, looked at his father and mother and said, "Yes, I am." ”

The expressions on the faces of Song Xian and his wife froze at first, and then the two of them rushed towards Song Qiming almost at the same time.

He called "son" in his mouth, and tears flowed down his face.

Sun Xi and Ji Xiaotian, who were in the other room, glanced at each other.

Ji Xiaotian: "Not an orphan? ”

Sun Xi: "I didn't look like him when he came. ”

Ji Xiaotian: "Then you didn't say it earlier?" ”

"I didn't know you well at that time, so I can't talk about this."

Ji Xiaotian: "......"

was choked, but he didn't care too much, his eyes looked at the three people holding their heads in pain outside, and asked Sun Xi in his mouth: "It's not an orphan, what does it mean to send people here?" ”

Sun Xi has been here for a long time, and there are many people who have been in contact with each other, and he has been in contact with Qingran Zhuang Siyan before, plus he himself loves to think about things, so he explained it to Ji Xiaotian.

"I thought this was a springboard, and I could be reused by the emperor when I went out."

Ji Xiaotian didn't want to come at the beginning.

Of course, he also knew Zhuang Siyan's identity and knew that being by their side would definitely be beneficial, but he himself thought that these things had little to do with him.

Ji Xiaotian's heart is a bit childlike, he loves to do things, and he also speculates on people's hearts, but he doesn't want to be promoted and make a fortune, and he doesn't want to do anything for himself.

Sun Xi's focus is more on the people around him.

He has seen too many people, he used to follow his father to Luo Ke's mansion, those things in the Houmenshen Mansion, messy things, and people with hundreds of faces, he has seen them.

Even if he didn't have early experience, just following Ah Si around early later was enough to grind him into a different person from others.

It's just that after Ah Si died, there were fewer people who really cared about him, and even fewer people who could talk to him, so he should not be able to see many things.

Knowing Ji Xiaotian is also a confidant, so he talks more.

At this time, he also looked at the three people outside, and his face was indifferent to his age: "People who have really wandered since childhood have hidden fear in their hearts, and they either please others everywhere to make their lives better now; Either he pretends to be very tough, so that others can't get close to him. ”