"Uh~!"
Di Jin was sitting in the new study room, holding a book in his right hand, picking up a piece of pastry with his left hand and putting it in his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and praised: "This osmanthus cake is well made and has just the right sweetness. Which family does it come from?"
In ancient times, there was a saying of "eating flowers in spring". Pastries made from flowers must be tried. The pastries made in the Song Dynasty were really good, especially the main store in the capital. Although it was not as good as the delicacies of later generations, it still impressed Di Jin. I felt the lust of my mouth and tongue for the first time in a long time. Before, it was just to fill my stomach after practicing martial arts. It was not a good taste.
Lin Xiaoyi saw that the young master was eating happily, and a smile appeared on his face: "I bought it at Changqing Building. This restaurant has just obtained the qualification of a regular store. The food is good and the price is fair."
After moving into the new home, Zhu Er was responsible for the hygiene at home, Lei Jiu was responsible for going out to find out the news, and Lin Xiaoyi was responsible for purchasing food.
Today, there are no seventy-two official stores in the capital, and Fanlou is not ranked first. It is just rich and luxurious, and is a leader in the industry. The most prosperous business today is Zhangjiayuanzi on the edge of Imperial Street.
Lin Xiaoyi had been to both of these restaurants. He came back with a stupor and asked for help from Tangtang. He was familiar with the catering prices in various restaurants in Bingzhou Prefecture and was completely shocked.
There is no reason for it to be so expensive and there are so many people lining up...
Di Jin knew that in a place like the capital, he had to be expensive to win the favor of the powerful. Of course, he wanted to pursue cost-effectiveness, so he was very satisfied with Lin Xiaoyi's choice: "Next time I will buy three boxes of osmanthus cakes and give them to Sanlang." One box, you share one box.”
Lin Xiaoyi's heart felt warm: "Thank you, Master!"
Di Jin said: "Go and inquire about the situation in the Imperial College. After I go to the Kaifeng government office to go through the formalities, I will go there to transfer my student status."
To send an application to Kaifeng Prefecture, you must first go to the Kaifeng Prefecture Office to go through the formalities. After getting the approval slip, go to the Imperial College to transfer your student status, and finally take the Imperial College Issuance Examination or the Kaifeng Prefecture Township Examination.
There is also a special examination, also known as the Lock Hall Examination. Officials who do not have a Jinshi background want to take the imperial examination. They can take this kind of examination. Children of powerful people can also choose. The difficulty is relatively simple.
But Di Jin had no interest at all, because it was difficult for someone who came out of that kind of exam to be widely recognized.
Not to mention the lock-down examination, Di Jin was not even willing to take the Imperial College Examination. There were many preferential treatment for such examinations, which would reduce the value of his diploma.
"It's a pity that I haven't learned enough yet~"
Di Jin thought about it and realized more and more the benefits of Fan Zhongyan's study.
Later generations' understanding of the Song Dynasty's official learning was divided into Imperial College and Imperial College.
Guozijian is a place where the descendants of officials of the seventh rank and above can study and gain careers, while Taixue recruits the children of officials of the eighth rank and below and outstanding ordinary people.
The latter is the essence of scholars. In order to spread the doctrines of various schools in Taixue, it even triggered many political struggles.
During the Tiansheng period, there was no Imperial College.
It had to wait until more than ten years later in history, in the fourth year of Qingli, when Fan Zhongyan implemented the New Deal and believed that the Imperial College building was "small and not enough to accommodate scholars". In fact, the regulations were chaotic and the teaching was difficult to describe, so he established the Imperial College in the adjacent Xiqingyuan.
From then on, outstanding children of common people could register. The two hundred most outstanding students were called internal students, and their meals were provided by the state. The rest were outside students, who had to take care of their own food, but did not charge tuition fees. Only then did Taixue really start up and become a heavenly institution. The top universities down there.
"If there is an Imperial College, I can go in and see the gathering of talents from various states and counties. Only then will I gain something..."
"The Imperial College is full of well-connected households. It's hard to tell whether there are talented people like Guo Chengshou. Going in is just a waste of time and comparison..."
The atmosphere of a school is very important. In a place where the rich and powerful students hang out, Di Jin is not prepared to enroll again, so he asked Lin Xiaoyi to find out the news, and then leave after signing up.
Lin Xiaoyi also saw the young master's interest in the Imperial Academy, which was not as big as the Jinyang Academy in Bingzhou. Although he was a little confused as to why the imperial academy in the capital was not popular, he also knew his mission: "I will go in the afternoon!"
Di Jin nodded and continued to immerse himself in the book.
Lin Xiaoyi polished the ink, added some paper, and gently stepped out. When he saw a figure walking towards him, he couldn't help but exclaimed with joy: "Eleventh lady!"
Di Xiangling, who was separated from Fengqiu County, came back. When he saw Lin Xiaoyi, he also smiled and said: "I'm hungry, go prepare some delicious food! Make sure you have enough!"
"okay!"
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Lin Xiaoyi felt that the tone of her answer was a bit like the waiter in the store, but she was happy with it and went to prepare delicious food. When Di Xiangling walked into the study, she saw her younger brother getting up and smiling at her: "How is your new home?"
Di Xiangling said: "It's good. This capital is too crowded, there are people everywhere, but this alley is quieter."
"As long as sister is satisfied!" Di Jin asked again: "How did you find this place? Did you see the letter I left at the post house?"
Communication was a constant problem in ancient times. Sometimes once they were separated from each other, they could not find each other. When they separated before, Di Jin naturally made an agreement that they would live in the official post house after entering Beijing. If the address changed, they would also stay in the official post house. Leave a letter there indicating the changed destination.
In fact, many people in the capital do this. The guards of the posthouse leave letters, but if they have to collect money, it is a large amount of income.
But Di Xiangling didn't do that. He sat down, drank tea, and moistened his throat. The old god said quietly: "I told you not to worry. Even if this place is not Bingzhou, I still have connections!"
Di Xiangling was well-connected in the Bingzhou arena, and Di Shiniang was well-known to many people, otherwise Mr. Mo would not have regarded the favor as a treasure and used it to capture Zhu.
But it’s hard to say whether the people in the capital’s arena know this person’s reputation. Di Jin naturally won’t beat around the bush, which is related to the next plan to deal with the Imperial City Secretary: “Which path did my sister’s friends in the arena take? "
Di Xiangling did not hide anything: "I have an acquaintance in the Zhongyi Society. If necessary, I can ask him to take action. I can settle most of the affairs in the capital's territory and use my mace to do the rest!"
"Zhongyi Society..."
Di Jin knew what was going on and started asking about the business: "What happened to the inn murder case?"
Di Xiangling also said seriously: "There are indeed signs that Jianghu gangs are colluding for Wu Jing. Judging from the current clues, it should be the Beggar Gang."
"Zhu'er's intuition is quite keen. It's really related to the Beggar Gang..."
This thought came to Di Jin's mind, but he didn't say it out loud. Since entering the capital, Zhu'er has completely become Zhu'er. Even in daily conversations, he must avoid the identity of the female thief, so that he can try his best. Reduce flaws.
He pondered and said: "The Beggar Gang is involved in this matter. Find an opportunity to hand it over to the Kaifeng government office and see how Chen Yaozi handles it."
Di Xiangling understood: "Yes, it was his nephew who died, and it is time for this senior official to come forward! Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, I think it is more important! Wu Jing, the bodyguard dressed as Wu Jing, has been in In Shu, he admitted the evil ghost murder case in Yangwu County last year, but he shouldn’t have had time to do it!”
Di Jin looked solemn: "Sure enough, he has an accomplice, and he is not the only one who uses cruel methods. Are the goals of these people all for the murder case in the capital?"
Di Xiangling said: "I also asked about this case from the Zhongyi Society. It caused a sensation three years ago. Thirty-five members of the whole family were killed. The bodies were all dumped in the middle of their respective rooms, and the heads were removed. They have not been found yet. We couldn't even bury the whole body, and the house turned into a haunted house..."
"Thirty-five headless corpses fell in the middle of their respective rooms..." Di Jin imagined that scene and matched it with the previous details: "What did Dong Ba look like when he died? It turned out that Dong Ba was stunned and dragged to the center of the room. , isn’t it just to make the body discovered quickly?”
Di Xiangling was also used to seeing people killing people and felt it was extremely cruel: "Such a method is extremely rare even in the world. It's no wonder that the Kaifeng government office kept it secret after the investigation was fruitless. If this is widely publicized, I'm afraid it will Everyone is in danger!"
Having said this, she said seriously: "Brother Six, this case is not trivial. You must be cautious!"
Di Jin said: "Sister, don't worry. I was a little arrogant before, thinking that I could find out the truth on my own, but this case of the haunted inn has taught me a lesson. I still have some knowledge about things in the world." There are too many things that I don’t understand, so I can’t be called a detective, I’m just a scholar seeking fame.”
"You don't have to belittle yourself. If you are not a detective, no one else is qualified!"
Di Xiangling was indeed worried that his younger brother would get mad and go investigate that serious murder case, but after hearing his words, he felt a little aggrieved: "If it weren't for you, the deaths of Dong Ba and Chen Zhijian would have ended up in the end. As a result, after Yangwu and Fengqiu, innocent people will definitely die in a place in Kaifeng Prefecture next year! Now this matter has been spread through the businessmen who live in the inn with us, calling you After Duke Di, the Bingzhou Detective!"
"After all, I'm not the Detective of Hedong, let alone the Detective of the North. I think I can still shoulder the reputation of Bingzhou~"
Di Jin laughed, picked up the scroll again, and said leisurely: "Let them pass it on. Anyway, I don't want to investigate other cases in a short period of time. I want to solve the follow-up of Bingzhou and have a good fight with that place!"
The follow-up to Bingzhou was the assassination of the emperor's biological mother, and that place was the Imperial City Division. Di Xianglin suddenly became excited: "That's right! It seems that I will also be in the capital and develop my influence in the world!"
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"Bingzhou Detective? His reputation has spread to Kaifeng Mansion?"
"Bao Heitan and I have solved a lot of cases in Luzhou, and our reputation has not spread beyond the state. Why does this person have such a reputation? Is it because his ancestor is the former Tang Dynasty Duke Di Liang?"
At the same time, the handsome scribe next door also listened to the servant's report. Danfeng raised his eyes, loosened the bowstring in his hand, and with a whoosh of a sharp arrow, he hit the bullseye dozens of meters away: "Ha! It's a pity that I don't know where this Di Shilin is now. Otherwise, I, Gongsun Ce, will have to have a good meeting with this minister!"
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