Although Zhong Ling asked plainly, his expression was quite flat, and he didn't look angry at all, Cai Wei and Cai Die were already completely afraid of this ordinary second young master.

You must know that they have worked hard for a day to drive today, and their hands have been blistered, but the second young master has never let them go.

They hurriedly replied: "Second young master, the slave maid said that she would make a little more sumptuous, but Aunt Li said that she didn't know that people were coming back, and she didn't prepare dishes, only these dishes." ”

"The slaves and maids have seen it, and there are indeed only these, and there is no vegetable seller at night, so, second young master, I can only settle tonight, and the slaves and maids will go to buy it tomorrow morning."

Zhong Ling was satisfied when he heard this reply.

She said lightly: "Then I'll wait for tomorrow morning." ”

The next morning, sure enough, the meal was much more plentiful.

At the same time, Cai Wei Cai Butterfly handed over the silver taels they had resold their things.

"Second Young Master, except for the ones that have been used, all the silver is here."

When Cai Wei Cai Die said these words, she stared at the silver bag and her heart was dripping blood, because the money had already been spent, and in order to make up enough money, they basically put all the monthly silver of the year on board.

Zhong Ling opened the silver bag and swept it, there were silver and silver tickets, adding up to about 100 taels of silver, plus the 20 taels given before, more than 100 taels.

Zhong Ling had seen the pawn shop in the town a few days ago.

roughly estimated, the items that Zhang Yinghua was resold are not much different from today's number.

In other words, even if the two of them have reservations, they will leave very little money.

Zhong Ling didn't want to force people to death.

She put away the silver bag and said, "Serve the good lady, don't let me know that you have violated the law." ”

Putting aside this sentence, Zhong Ling went out.

Two quarters of an hour later, Zhong Ling took a rickshaw to the southernmost part of the city.

At the place of the mountain gate with the slope of the terrain, there is a huge plaque with six big characters written on it: Xingzhi Academy Primary School.

Zhong Ling looked at this line of words, his eyes flickering slightly.

Xingzhi College Primary School.

Official primary school in Gi Dinh province.

This is where Zhong Shuyu goes to school now.

This is the information that Zhong Ling found from the pen and ink left by Zhong Shuyu.

As for why the word elementary school is marked.

This brings us to the seowon system of the present era.

The academy system of this era inherited the system of the previous dynasty, that is, the rules formulated by the emperor Chen Hongkai.

After he ascended to the throne, he abandoned the traditional private schools, and set up official academies in each county and province, such as social studies, ethnic studies, county schools, and government schools.

It is mandatory to have an elementary school in the prefecture.

Furi is a must to have an elementary and middle school.

Provincial capitals are required to have primary schools, secondary schools, and universities.

Among them, the students who enter the primary school are collectively called Tongsheng, unlike in the past, they had to take the county examination to be called Tongsheng.

There are a total of eight years of elementary school, and when you move up to the eighth grade, you can take the promotion exam.

Those who pass will be awarded the name of Xiucai and enter middle school.

After three years of secondary school, when you reach the third grade, you can take the lifting exam.

Those who receive the name of the person will be promoted to the university.

There are no years of college.

Because at this stage, there is only the last test, and you can enter the court as an official after passing the customs test to become a jinshi.

So college could be a year, or it could be decades.

All in all, Chen Hongkai's modern measures directly made the previous cumbersome imperial examination system much more concise and clear, and the system has been established for hundreds of years, so this Yan Dynasty naturally inherited.

Today's Zhong Shuyu is a child who has not yet shown his talent.

Because Zhong Ling, who only has Zhong Shuling's memory, does not know where Xingzhi Academy Primary School is located, so he took advantage of today to step on the spot first.

But because there is no school year now, I can't go in.

Zhong Ling could only take a look outside.

And outside, you can't see the academy itself.

Because this academy was built on this vast hill in the south for the sake of tranquility, you can only see the stairs going up one by one, and some snow-covered trees next to it, as well as the peaks and peaks behind it.

There is an illusion that the road is swaying for nine days, leading to fairyland.

And so it is.

For people in this era, the academy is a necessary way to become a talent, including the modern age, people without academic qualifications may also succeed, but those are a minority, after all, people with high academic qualifications sit in the office.

Zhong Ling glanced at it a few times and looked around.

Although the academy cannot be seen, the foot of the hill is bustling with residents' houses.

Obviously, no matter what era it is, school district housing is in demand.

Zhong Ling glanced at it a few times and walked around leisurely.

After some casual asking, Zhong Ling also knew where the middle school of Xingzhi Academy was.

The middle school is not very far apart, it is built on top of it like the elementary school, but because it is divided into areas, it has different entrances.

Zhong Ling deliberately turned around and looked, and there was basically no difference between the gate and the elementary school here.

Except for the mention.

In this way, during this day's time, Zhong Ling basically learned about the situation in Fucheng outside, and silently made all preparations.

In the evening, Zhong Ling sat in the nearest restaurant at the north gate of Fucheng, quietly flipping through the "Kindergarten Qionglin" in his hand.

Suddenly, a man sat down across from her.

The person who came was none other than Mo Honghua, who was dressed in a Taoist robe.

Zhong Ling raised his eyes to look at him, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "I thought you would run away with the money and don't come to see me again." ”