"The water and soil moisture condense into dew, autumn is golden, golden white, white is the color of dew, and the air is cold. -- "The Seventy-two Candidate Explanations of the Seventy-two Candidate Orders of the Month"

"This year's weather is a little cold! The solar term has just arrived in Bailu, and the north wind is blowing very well!" said to the young maid wearing a small hat wearing a hemp of felt next to him, with his neck shrunk by the old yellow head who was driving the car.

The old yellow head is the old servant of the Shi family in the capital, and the prosperity of the Shi family lies in the official family, but also in the business, because its most commendable thing is not the old lady who holds the second grade of the court wat in the "People's Hall", but the embroidery Yunxuan taken care of by the third girl of the long room. As the name suggests, Xiuyunxuan is famous for ready-to-wear embroidery, and the flowing moire embroidered by the flying needle color thread is ironed on the handsome man's flying robe, which really responds to the charm of "the wind moves the clouds and does not move, and the clouds move like the wind"!

"Hehe, it's cold early, fortunately, my mother sewed a felt hat for me a few days ago, and I put it on today, and I didn't feel the cold wind blowing my head when I was in the car!"

The old yellow head was slightly stunned, and then looked at the hat of the smirking young man, and suddenly felt that his face was hot, he lowered his head to cover up, and wanted to suck the cigarette pouch and pot, but found that the earth smoke had long since lost sparks, so he knocked the cigarette stick and poured out the cigarette residue.

"Your son-in-law is also catching up on sleep in the carriage?" the old yellow head changed the subject

"But no, in order to catch up with the opening of the hospital today, I went out before dawn!" the young servant replied with some resentment, he worked as a medicine boy in Lejia's "Baicaolu", and today he made a cameo appearance as a coachman to send his son-in-law to the hospital to start school. The young man was already sleepy, and he had slept late last night brushing the car and feeding the horses, and he had to get up early this morning, so the little servant couldn't stop complaining, "Uncle Huang, you said, why does the opening day of this academy have to be arranged in Bailu? And the hour has to be so early? There are so many rules for finding trouble!"

"Hey, rabbit cub, forbid words!" The old yellow head raised the cigarette stick to give the yellow-mouthed boy a blow on his head, and remembered that he was wearing a felt hat sewn by his mother on his head, so the cigarette stick was pressed down and fell on the back of the little servant's neck, and the hot smoke pot burned the young man's feet. The old yellow head was still angry after the fight, and then scolded, "This is the academy, the junior children of which door and which valve in the Dayu Dynasty are not fighting to get into this door! But half of them got their wish? Let me tell you, not so much, one-tenth, only one-tenth! His Majesty's pearl in the palm of the emperor, the princess of July, has the status of the sky! But you can come to the academy to study, and you don't still rely on your own examination. The young master of my family is talented and learned, and he has to be appreciated to enter the academy, but he is happy to be the old lady of the family! Your master's family is probably not far away, so don't chew your tongue here anymore, let others listen, and still think that your son-in-law is arrogant!"

The old yellow man's cigarette stick and talking stick made the little servant break out in a cold sweat, and he just nodded frequently. After a while, he pulled back the soul of the frightened fly, but he was curious, so he asked, "Uncle Huang, isn't this academy the academy of Dayu? Why don't you even give the face of the emperor?" And I see that the scholars and martial artists waiting outside the door now seem to be dressed quite shabby, and the academy even picks and chooses the sons and ladies of the lords and adults, but the children of the poor sect collect quite a lot!"

At this time, there were already 100 students gathered outside the gate of the academy, but there were only more than ten carriages, and the servants were the only ones who sent each other. The rest of the students, some carrying book bags, some with swords, most of them were dressed plainly, even with conspicuous patches. Despite this, everyone is outstanding, and they are calm everywhere, in groups of three or two, in groups of five or eight, raising their hands to each other and greeting each other in a whisper. However, at this time, almost everyone looked at the old and the young in the corner.

The old yellow head took a lot of gossip about this, but the stupid young man who had a big voice really had no choice, so he had to pull away the curious but unannoyed eyes of the students from the young man who was looking around at a loss, and scolded in a low voice, "Melon eggs, I want to die! Don't pull you Uncle Huang if you want to die!" After scolding, he went straight to the point, "If I don't explain it to you today, I guess there will be no stop! Okay, I'll tell you about it! To be precise, this academy is not built on the land of Dayu!"

The old yellow head quickly covered the half-open mouth of the little servant, suppressed an exclamation, and glared at him again before he continued, "The academy used to be on the land of Dayu, but it was carved out forty years ago, and the emperor at that time sent a holy decree out of the imperial city, and gave this piece of land to a master of the academy along with the Jingbo Lake in the mountain behind the academy!"

The little servant just wanted to ask a loud question, only to find that he still had a big hand full of smoke on his mouth, so he could only whine.

The old yellow head snickered and said, "I know what you want to ask, isn't it just asking, 'Why do you want to send it?'" The little servant nodded with a whimper.

"How do I know?

The little servant opened the big hand of the old yellow head, and rolled his eyes at the old yellow head while panting.

"Alas, don't believe it, I don't dare to guarantee the rest, but the academy is indeed not directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial court now, to be precise, it should be regarded as a 'small marquis' on my Dayu territory! After all, the landlord is the 'ten-mile marquis' in the academy!And this 'ten-mile marquis'~~" The little servant was waiting for the next sentence, but the old yellow head suddenly stopped talking.

Because the door of the academy was slowly opening, the old servant and the little servant were about to hurry to the car to wake up their young master.

The door of the courtyard slowly opened, and the students consciously stood in two columns, with the "scholars" of Furui Pavilion on the left and the "martial arts" of the Demu Society on the right, bowing to the door.

The door was opened by an old woman and an old man, the old woman had white hair and black eyebrows, and the old man had black hair and white eyebrows. The two of them opened one by one, and they opened the door and quarreled.

The old woman said, "The back door, why do you come to rush to open the door every time, I am the one who guards the front door of the academy, you are looking at the back door!"

The old man said, "My back door, except for the fish feces in the lake and the bird droppings in the forest, I don't see heat all year round." I only open the hospital in the autumn to join in the excitement and see the popularity, what's the reason?"

The old woman sneered, "Hey, what is popular, join in the fun, I think I came to enjoy this scholar Wusheng's "one-bow admission ceremony"!"

The old man laughed dryly, "Ahem, I have read thousands of books of sages and sages, and I have a thousand heroic spirits, how can I be so utilitarian?"

The old woman glared, not without ridicule, "You, Haoran Qi, when I am out of my body, I will always see the black miasma in a grass nest at the back door, who do you say is that?"

The old man was not annoyed, and said, "What if you are out of the Yang God, just peep at me, do you dare to take a look at 'Dazang'?

The old woman glared again, but ignored him, and the door was only half open. The rules of the academy, the door is open, the ceremony is over, and the students outside the door are still bowing down at this time!

The old woman didn't speak, but the old man picked up, "Alas, the front door, I heard that among the newly admitted students this time, there are a prince and two princesses, a tiger and a pig, and a bald head!

The old woman glanced out of the door, but she no longer quarreled with the old man, and said, "The princess and prince are still ignorant young men and clever girls, and the young tiger is too angry, just to wash the blood, but the bald head and the pig, very interesting! You know, they were ordered by Meng Xiaofuzi?"

The old man was also a little surprised, "Little master, kiss it, that's a bit interesting!"

The courtyard gate finally opened, and a ray of sunlight shone out, and two columns of students entered one after another.

At this time, the cold-faced old woman suddenly asked the smiling old man, "Forty years ago, the Confucian saint with horizontal eyebrows, who was known as 'Bai Luhan killing', how did he become an old man with smiling eyebrows?"

The old man didn't answer but asked rhetorically, "Forty years ago, how did the compassionate Taoist Jurchens become a cold and mean old woman at this time?"

The old woman surprisingly didn't refute, but said lightly, "The courtyard gate has been open for forty years, and I feel that it will have to be opened for another forty years, but, the back door, the academy is open once in spring and autumn, whether you are watching the excitement or enjoying the worship, why only come to me on the day of the opening of the autumn to make trouble?"

At this time, the old man shook off his messy black hair very coquettishly, and then pretended to say, "I am a generation of Confucian saints, and I should act detached." If it weren't for the opening of the hospital every autumn dew day, I wouldn't have come if I was invited!"

The old woman suddenly realized that maybe she had forgotten the old man's name after a long time of guarding the door!

The old man's surname is Bai Minglu, Bai Lu Day, Bai Lu opens the courtyard, great goodness!