The entire Rongding Tower was taken over by the eldest son of the prefect, and the more knowledgeable and well-established the people were, the higher they were.
The second floor is full of old students who are either over fifty years old, or poor students whose school uniforms have been washed white, the cuffs are frayed, or are stained with all kinds of filth that cannot be washed away.
They could only sit on the second floor, and the food was not very good. They only had large portions of meat.
Big elbows, palm-sized slices of fatty meat, braised chicken and other oily dishes, the only thing that was served was seared green vegetables, and no one picked it up at all.
The steamed buns are piled into bamboo baskets for students to use.
The food here is so enthusiastic, with a piece of meat in the mouth, two pieces of meat on the chopsticks, and a big steamed bun in the hand.
Everyone is immersed in eating hard. It is rare to see the smell of oil, so naturally they have to eat as much as they can.
This is even better than eating at home on New Year's Day. Some students even secretly hid some of it in the old oil paper they brought with them, hoping to take it back to their wives, children or elders at home, so that it would be stained with oil for the New Year.
Jiu Motoko's eyes lit up, it was too easy to send these people home.
She then raised her hands and said to everyone: "Dear seniors, I am a freshman this spring. I have met you all."
No one paid attention to her. Everyone was busy eating meat. As long as they stopped, the meat would be snatched away by others.
Jiu Yuanzi didn't care, but continued: "My junior is uneducated and has no skills. He only knows a few words. He doesn't like reading and writing. He sleeps in class and wanders around after class and stays up all night. I will have to trouble all seniors a lot in the future. Take care and cover in front of Mr.
"Today is the Lantern Festival, and the juniors didn't prepare any gifts. They could only wrap red envelopes of one hundred taels of silver each as small gifts for the seniors to celebrate the New Year."
She smiled and said: "Seniors, don't be too little. I have something to ask of you. Don't go back to the academy for these three days. Those who have a family can go home, and those who don't have a family can sleep in an inn."
"When I first came here, I had dozens of fair-weather friends. They would go into the academy at night to serve me drinks. I was afraid that it would disturb the peace of the seniors."
One hundred taels of silver?
All the students on the second floor stopped, their mouths full of food, and stared at her blankly.
Where did this idiot come from?
No, how could this be such a good-looking student who looks like an immortal descending from the earth?
One hundred taels of silver. The average family has five taels of silver a month and is already a well-off family.
The second floor is full of poor students. This one hundred taels of silver is enough for most of them who can't afford wives to go back and get wives.
The betrothal gifts were so messy that they cost up to thirty taels of silver. The bachelor next door would be so jealous that they would cry.
Jiu Yuanzi took out the stack of banknotes again, one hundred taels each.
"Seniors, if you are full, please take the red envelope from your junior and go home. Lend me your school building for three days, and I will be rewarded after that."
"From now on, I will have to trouble you all with my homework, copying books, poems and paintings. Seniors, don't be polite to me then. You must collect the retouching fee."
She took out a banknote and shook it, "Now please accept the red envelope from me. If you are polite to me, you are looking down on me."
What kind of banquet is this?
Someone directly wrapped half of the roast chicken on the plate with oil paper, wrapped it in his arms, and strode up to Jiu Yuanzi.
Jiu Yuanzi handed him the banknote and said, "Thank you, senior, for the compliment."
The student looked at the bank note carefully, and after confirming that it was genuine, he immediately put it close to his body and went straight downstairs.
Now that I have a huge sum of money, if I don't go home quickly and have fun with the whole family, why are I still here?
Seeing that the banknote was genuine and could be obtained smoothly, the entire second floor instantly became chaotic.
Everyone stood up one after another and began to plunder the meat on the table. There was no need to wrap the steamed buns, just put them in their arms.
Suddenly, the second floor was full of students with big muscles.
They came over and took away the banknotes, and held them in their hands with smiles on their faces, wishing this junior a long life and good luck every year.
Then he ran downstairs and ran home.
Some of them even cried while running. Finally, the family house no longer had to be used to pay off debts, the second child no longer had to be sold as a coolie, the spring flowers on the street could be married back home, and the old lady could take medicine.
Looking at the empty second floor filled with broken cups of cold food, not even the onion skins left, and all the steamed buns taken away, Jiu Motoko nodded with satisfaction.
This can save hundreds of people.
The poor seniors have gone back, those who have paid off their debts, those who have taken wives have married, and those who have taken their families to seek medical treatment, how can they have time to return to the academy these days.
She waved her fan and said, "Brother Wanfa, let's go to the third floor."
The time Xiao Wanfa went to the dojo with her, he didn't do any personnel matters at all, he just acted like a peach.
Now looking at her sexy moves, I feel that my spiritual power has nowhere to put it and is of no use at all.
After taking out the Ming coins, he sent all the students on the second floor home.
But what should we do about the people upstairs? There are always some noble students who are unwilling to accept money, right?
At that time, we should rely on force.
The waiter on the second floor looked at this scene in bewilderment. Even though there was still a dessert of red date cake, he left.
Jiu Yuanzi and Xiao Wanfa walked to the third floor and saw Lin Zhishu and some non-students on this floor.
Probably a local wealthy person or... a teacher?
When people on this floor saw her, their faces were not very good-looking, full of disgust and disgust.
Jiu Yuanzi glanced at Lin Zhishu and said, "Good job, you helped yourself get rid of the hatred first."
"Are you the new student enrolling this spring? I heard that downstairs you are uttering arrogant words and laughing at the seniors. Such conduct cannot be tolerated by Jinming Academy." A middle-aged man wearing a square scarf shouted coldly, with a very similar tone. Dean.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at him carefully, with an "I don't know you" look on his face.
Lin Zhishu stood up and introduced: "This is Mr. Song from our academy, and he is also the teacher of the new students."
"Mr. Song is not the dean. I won't accept it if you don't accept it. Do you have the right to decide?" Jiu Yuanzi took out a stack of banknotes from Qiankun in his sleeve and used it as a fan to fan himself.
Then he took out a handful of silver ingots and threw them to the four waiters on the third floor, "Take them, Jinming Academy will reward you."
"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master." Xiao Er was very happy. One ingot of silver was only five taels, and one person could get at least two or three.
Jiu Yuanzi said to them: "What do you think of my character? Am I a good person?"
The waiter held the silver ingot in his arms and shouted sincerely: "Young Master is a good man, a very good man."
"Mr. Song, these common people who have nothing to do with me praise me as a good person. It shows that my conduct is good, and even common people and passers-by can see it."
This made all the students and teachers on the floor very angry.
"You actually used money to buy a waiter. You are simply a disgrace to us literati. You are not worthy of studying in the academy!" Someone slammed the table and stood up, pointing at her and scolding her.
Jiu Yuanzi asked funnyly: "How many years have you been in the academy and how many times have you passed the scientific examination? Why haven't you passed the exam yet?"
"Students who can enter the academy cannot be ignorant children who come here and learn to read for the first time. They come in and study for three or four years, and then they can take the science test and leave, leaving the school building to new students. Look at the age of this senior. He must be at least thirty-eight."
"At such an old age, you still hang out in the academy and wait to die. You are not honoring your parents and making money to support your family. You are not caring about the country. You can be said to be an unfaithful and unfilial person."
The man was stunned and shouted angrily: "When have I been disloyal and unfilial? Only after I win the election can I share the country's worries!"
Jiu Yuanzi rolled his eyes at him, "What you paid in the academy is not as good as street vendors. They can also set up stalls to make money and pay taxes to the country. This way, they can have tax money to buy armaments and raise soldiers to protect you who are not good at literature and military. of waste.”
At this time, all the students present stood up and accused her one after another.
"Bold bastard! How dare you speak such arrogant words."
"Insulting Mr. is a serious crime. Drive him out of the academy."
"Young little boy, you are so brave!"
"Ignorant people are not worthy of our company."
"Do you think that because you are good-looking, you can do whatever you want?"
“It’s great to have money!”
"No matter how good-looking he is, he's still Brother Rabbit! Don't even think about trying to trick us."
"I am willing to devote myself to the academy!"
"?" All the students turned around to see who was scolding them, but they couldn't find the initiator.
Finally, Mr. Song spoke, "Students should decide who wins or loses in their knowledge. If you can compose a poem today and convince us, we will admit that you have the qualifications to speak arrogantly. Otherwise, get out of the academy immediately. From where?" Go back wherever you came."
Xiao Wanfa, who had watched the play for a long time, knew that it was his turn. He sent a message to Jiu Yuanzi: "Yuanzi, I will do this. I know all of the tens of thousands of ancient and modern poems. I can pick out one at random and it will make the audience happy." They were convinced.”
He was just copying poems, and he had countless famous poems on the Shangyuan Festival in his mind. Taking out "The Green Jade Case: Yuanxi" would make these students afraid to write poems on the Shangyuan Festival in their next life.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at him with a strange look, then pointed his fan at everyone and said to him: "Beat them."
"Ah?" Xiao Wanfa was stunned. Beat them?
Jiu Yuanzi said with a frivolous attitude: "I am an ignorant person who paid to buy into the academy. I have no knowledge. Of course, if you provoke me, I am just waiting to be beaten."
"Why do they say I should write poetry? I am the one who sets the rules."
"Beat them, not to death," she said.
Xiao Wanfa paused, teleported and ran towards the crowd. If he wanted not to kill anyone, he had to carefully control his strength.
Jiu Yuanzi dragged a chair over, sat down with his legs crossed, watched everyone being beaten, and wrote poetry?
Tsk, stop being funny.
I can't.
