Afternoon.

The official road outside the north of Jinling City is full of people.

There are family members of students who came to see them off, most of these families are not wealthy, and they were born without the opportunity to study abroad, taking advantage of this opportunity, not only the government will reimburse a large amount of travel expenses, but also have the opportunity to become famous, maybe they will be able to meet His Majesty, get appreciation, and thus ascend to the sky in one step.

No one wants to miss an opportunity.

If the personnel not subsidized by the government are limited to Xiucai and above who have won the examination, I am afraid that Jinling alone will be able to occupy more than 700 people in the entire Jiangnan Province.

Rao is like this, when Ning Wuxiao saw thousands of people gathered in the north of the city, and the carriages lined up one after another, he couldn't see the head at all, and he knew that these more than 200 people were probably just famous and registered in the government to receive subsidies.

The remaining half, whether it is to join in the fun or watch the fun, is very lively.

The paddy fields on both sides of the official road were full of weeds, and many people were squeezed into the grass, and they were still not stopping to say goodbye to the car.

Ning Wuxian raised his hand to block the light on his forehead and glanced at the carriages.

In the end, there are still a few people who can use horse-drawn carts, and most of them are donkey carts, or even open-air carts pulled by oxen.

It is hard to imagine how many sins they had to suffer on this 2,000-mile road from Jinling to Jing'an City.

"It's better to travel thousands of miles than to read 10,000 books, but this road is inevitably too difficult to walk, didn't the government build a canopy for those ox carts and donkey carts?"

In the face of Ning Wuxian's question, those who came with him naturally had no way of knowing.

On a carriage next to him, a student wearing brocade clothes bowed to him and said loudly: "Ning Shixian, you don't know, just this subsidy, each person will give twenty taels, no matter how rich the Jinling Mansion is, it can't stand such a giving, although those ox carts and donkey carts do not have a canopy, but when it rains, you can go to the post station to spend the night, as long as there is a road guide from the government office, it does not cost money." ”

With such an explanation, Ning Wuxian understood.

He said that Jiang Yan was thoughtful, and whether these talents were going to give Daxing a strong momentum or were really useful, they should not fall halfway.

Although the ox cart and donkey cart are simple, there is a post station to stop, at most it is only the gap with the horse-drawn cart arriving in Jing'an City a few cars later, and there is no need to consider anything else.

Rao is so.

When Ning Wuxian saw an old woman covered in patches, stuffing a string of copper coins with different colors of rope into the hands of a young man who was still holding a book and reading on an ox cart, he still couldn't hold back.

"Yunfei, send the broken silver on your body to that young man, and tell everyone that if anyone is in short supply after the government subsidizes, my Ning family will pay for it."

Money is a bastard, and you can make it again if you don't have it.

But the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband.

What's more, if he has that ability, what if he does something practical for everyone?

After all, it is people's hearts that change people's hearts, and help him to benefit me.

Yun Fei got his orders, and walked over with a bag of broken silver.

Shen Youchu, who was traveling with him, also wanted to give money to support, but the Shen family was already powerful, and it would make the royal family jealous, so he learned from Ning Gongzi's approach, in case he was misunderstood by the old emperor as taking the opportunity to buy people's hearts.

I'm afraid that those poor talents who have received assistance from the Shen family will never have a place to turn over.

"Jin'er, why don't I lend you 10,000 taels of silver tickets to support those students in the name of your Ji Mansion?"

She could only hit Jin'er with her thoughts.

Shen Youchu knew that Jin'er was also talented, and the Ji family was even more dedicated to the country, how could he stand by and watch when he encountered this kind of thing?

It's just that Jin'er has always been nervous at hand, and she is also powerless about this matter.

Just thinking about it, he saw Ji Jin take out a stack of silver tickets from the purse on his waist and gently shake it towards Shen Youchu.

"Don't worry, I already have money, have you forgotten that I used the dowry that my mother saved for me in advance to open an ice drink shop? The monthly income of the ice drink shop is worth the combined annual income of other stores. ”

Seeing Ji Jin's unconcealed joy, he knew that she was not lying.

Shen Youchu was happy for her, but a little frustrated.

I have some money to spare.

That Jingxian should also have spare money.

It seems that they will no longer need to turn over their own money in the future, all thanks to Ning Gongzi.

She used to see that her two friends had no money to spend, so she would only feel sorry for them, but she really didn't expect that one day, someone would lead them to get rich directly.

"No wonder they like Ning Gongzi."

Although Ning Wuxian observed the surrounding situation, his attention was still slightly on Shen Youchu's body.

Hearing her muttering, I understood the wrong meaning, and explained quite smugly: "According to what Miss Shen said, they like me not because I write poems and lyrics exquisitely, but because I have a way to make money?" ”

“……”

Shen Youchu was silent.

That's not what she meant.

And Jin'er likes Ning Gongzi, not because of the silver money, but because of poetry.

As for Jing Xian...... Does Jingxian like Ning Gongzi?

Shen Youchu didn't see such signs, but when he thought of the fact that after Jingxian returned to Beijing, she didn't write to her, but wrote to Ning Gongzi.

No, no, no, no!

Could it be that Jingxian also likes Ning Gongzi and wants to compete with her?

She knows that Ning Gongzi is likable, but everyone's eyes shouldn't be the same as her!

Ning Wuxiao didn't know that because of his unintentional words, Shen Youchu's mood instantly became anxious.

When his assurances were announced, the already crowded official roads became even more crowded.

Someone deliberately dragged his family to thank him.

And more people heard that Ning Shixian was coming, and wanted to see the truth, or wanted to go on the road with Ning Shixian.

"Is Ning Shixian also going to Beijing today?"

In the crowd, a familiar Lin student raised his arm to say hello.

Even if Ning Wuxian has a reputation, but because he has no way of talking and doing things, coupled with his young age, no one will feel restrained when he gets along with him.

Ning Wuxian responded with a smile and beckoned to him: "I will leave the morning after tomorrow, and I am here to give you a ride today." ”

Rumble!

Hearing that Ning Shixian came to deliver it in person, the people who chose to travel together today all had a proud look, and their faces were red as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

In a caravan not far from the convoy of talented people, Zizar, who was wearing a straw hat covering half of his face, looked at Ning Wuxian in the crowd from a distance like the stars holding the moon, and then looked at the talented people who were dozens of steps away and heard his voice, and were still so excited that they wanted to rush forward, Zizar clenched his fists.

"It is worthy of being a poet immortal in Jinling, and he has been operating in Jinling for a long time, and the people's hearts are wanting, I am afraid that Ning Wuxiao will let them throw their heads and spill their blood, they will only chant poems and moan painlessly. Yin's Jinling genius will also charge into battle. ”

We must not let this Jinling poet immortal become a great poetry immortal admired by all students in the world.

Otherwise, with Ning Wuxian's murderous methods against their Beidi secret agents, if the two armies go to war, I am afraid that Ning Wuxian's poem will be able to defeat tens of thousands of soldiers.

When the deputy heard Zizar's words, he felt that the leader might have suffered heavy casualties among his subordinates because of the defeat in Jinling, and now he could only flee from afar, and his evaluation of Ning Wuxian was too high.

"Even if these talents move their mouths and pens, they can't affect the overall situation, but there is a difference between literati and warriors, no matter how powerful these literati are, how powerful can they be?"