After Di Ying finished listening, he served tea to the guests.
After Xie Jing saw Mr. Qin go out, he asked carefully: "Sir, there are thirteen other girls whose accidents were also related to horses. Either they accidentally fell off the horse, or the horse was suddenly frightened and threw or trampled the person to death. Are you? Why didn't you ask Mr. Qin?"
This stupid question was automatically ignored by Di Ying who was sorting out his thoughts.
Zhou Lin, on the other hand, answered Xie Jing: "Unexpected."
Xie Jing understood.
"Alin, you said they all used accidents as an excuse. Isn't that too false? It's a pity that we can't personally examine the bodies of the deceased. No one is willing to let us open the graves, alas."
Zhou Lin shook his head and said, "Nothing."
Xie Jing: "Hey A Lin, do you mean it doesn't matter? But if the accidental death doesn't matter, then those who were killed don't matter, right? At least we can see the murderer's method of murder from it? We can also look at the angle and so on. You can tell whether the murderer is male or female, his height and strength, right? How can you not test it?"
Zhou Lin stopped talking, holding the knife, standing as tall as a mountain and silent as gold.
Only then did Xie Jing realize that he had said nonsense... People wouldn't get out of the way, so what if it was useful? I just have to stop thinking about it.
Looking at the adults who were still in a daze and had no intention of asking anyone any more, Xie Jing quietly said to Zhou Lin: "I'm going to go out for a walk and try out the security of this academy."
Zhou Lin's eyes didn't even move.
He really felt that Xie Jing was too idle...
Just when he was thinking this, he saw his elder standing up and heading towards the layman.
Zhou Lin raised his heels, but Xie Jing couldn't slip out, so he turned around and "twirled" back behind the adult, ready to see where the adult was going.
But I saw that their adults seemed to be walking around casually in the South School District.
I saw the school, walked past the window of Quletang, passed some young ladies, passed the rows of courtyards where the students lived, and finally went to the cafeteria of the South School District.
It was almost time for dinner, and Dean Fu was also there.
As soon as he saw Prime Minister Di actually coming here, he hurriedly greeted him warmly, avoided some people on his own initiative, and whispered an invitation: "Master Prime Minister, the second floor is the small canteen for gentlemen. How about you go upstairs?" please?"
Di Ying didn't nod or shake his head, but just asked something seemingly irrelevant.
“What is the monthly cost of room and board for the students?”
Dean Fu heard the question, straightened his waist with some pride, and replied: "Our Yingchun Girls' College is ranked second among the Guochao Girls' Colleges.
The reason is: the courses are of high quality, the remuneration is good, and the fees are low.
All fees are included, starting from two taels of silver per month for the first grade, and adding another two taels per grade for each grade is enough. High-quality students who can enter the South School District are free of charge, and all benefits are higher than those in other school districts. "
Di Ying twisted the hand and fingers behind her back lightly.
A first-level student earns 22 taels of silver per year, and a sixth-level student earns 132 taels of silver per year...
It’s really a place only rich people can get into.
Even with Di Ying's one-year salary as the left prime minister of Wenchang, he can't even afford a sixth-level student, tsk.
With emotion in his heart, Di Ying said: "Let's have some food in this hall, Dean Lao Fu is here."
"No pain, no pain,"
Hearing that Mr. Di was going to eat here, Dean Fu's face was filled with a confident smile. He replied and turned around to order the food to be served.
Di Ying chose an unobtrusive seat in the corner behind the hall pillars and sat down, looking at the increasing number of ladies in the dining room.
It wasn't until she felt like someone was shaking in front of her eyes that Di Ying withdrew her gaze and looked over.
The dining table in front of them was nearly stacked three levels high, and Dean Fu was still placing the dishes in person.
Di Ying: "...No need to carry it anymore, it's enough. Dean Fu can go and eat by himself, there's no need to sit with him."
No one was asked to withdraw, after all, that would be too rude.
After Dean Fu obeyed and left, he ordered someone to bring a screen to block them.
Di Ying was impressed by Dean Fu's attentiveness. She picked up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it into her mouth.
His eyebrows moved.
It's wild boar.
Yingchun Academy is so generous. This ordinary lunch is not specially prepared for me. It contains rare and good things like wild boar...
Di Ying picked up another plate of dishes to eat.
Okay, hare meat.
At this time, Xie Jing pointed to a plate of oil-fried shrimps and said, "Jingzhou, this thing is not that rare."
Di Ying replied calmly: "Jingzhou doesn't produce this."
Xie Jing: "...Isn't Jingzhou surrounded by big rivers on all sides?"
Di Ying: "Those are freshwater, these are saltwater shrimps."
Xie Jing opened his mouth wide, "Sea shrimp?"
Di Ying nodded slightly.
Jingzhou is quite far from the sea, and you can eat shrimp here...
He picked up one and tasted it, and he understood a little bit. "It's been frozen. It's normal to have an ice cellar in the academy."
After hearing this, Xie Jing still said "tsk tsk" twice.
"I don't know how much manpower and material resources it will cost to transport it here. Sir, tell me, does this academy really make that much money?"
Di Ying: "...the more famous the academy, the easier it is to attract students. The fees of Yingchun Academy are only lower than those in the capital city.
No matter which academy it is, the court will reward the academy with five hundred taels of silver for every female official sent out every year. This is to encourage the construction of the academy and cultivate talents. "
"What about the men's academy?" Xie Jing's curiosity aroused again and she started to make rich associations.
Di Ying looked over helplessly and asked three words: "What do you think?"
Xie Jing: "How do I know? I haven't studied in an academy."
After saying that, he looked around again with a look of yearning on his face. "A lifelong regret."
"Don't,"
Di Ying said with a smile: "You don't have to have such regrets. I can send you to the Imperial College at any time, and I can let you study for ten or eight years."
Xie Jing opened the folding fan to cover her face, and looked over with aggrieved eyes: "Sir, you hate me..."
Di Ying: "...Let's eat."
Zhou Lin responded promptly: "Send him off."
Xie Jing: "..."
Immediately refused. Putting away the folding fan, the shadow of the chopsticks in his hand flashed, and he quickly gave his senior brother a pile of dishes that were like a "hill", and they were all filled with things that the senior brother didn't like to eat.
He deliberately teased Zhou Lin because Zhou Lin was a bit picky about food.
Xie Jing himself learned everything from adults and had long since stopped tabooing anything. But Zhou Lin just can't do it. He is the kind of person who would rather starve to death than change his words.
Although the food I picked was not expensive. Just pursuing something that can replenish energy is not just about satisfying food and drink.
It seems that Zhou Lin wants to "educate" his junior brother. The adults in their family don't like wasting food.
