Nightfall Chapter 80: Youth, youth

Chapter 80 Youth, Youth

Ning Que shouldn’t feel cold, because the scholar in cotton robe showed no hostility or danger from head to toe from inside to outside, but on the contrary, it was as clean as a lotus flower, like a loved one. Trustworthy.

But he still felt a little cold, because the scholar saw that he was carrying an umbrella at a glance. The umbrella was big and dark, and it was the most important thing for him and Sangsang and wanted to change it.

Chaoyang can’t shoot directly into the lane, and the temperature is a bit cooler. This is probably why he feels cold? Or is it that the scholar made him trust for no reason and made him feel terrified?

Ning Que stood in the lane like an ice sculpture. After standing for a long time, he woke up and glanced back in a daze. Naturally, he saw nothing. Then he lowered his head and thought for a while, and realized that he couldn't understand what was going on before, so he decided not to think about it anymore, shook his head and walked towards the hustle and bustle of sentient beings.

He didn’t know that the legendary Master had already left by car. He didn’t know that he had missed a historical moment. He didn’t know how he had missed the exchange of that scholar. He didn’t know that it was the real first. A lesson, but even if he knows that he will not change it, it is by no means something he will do to exchange what he has already had.

The first class in the normal sense of the academy is a big class. The students concentrated on the cool stone flats, full of longing listening to a professor in the academy, and imagined their lives in the next two or three years.

Like the admission test, the college’s course content is also divided into six subjects. Two hundred students are divided into six bookstores. The daily class time is from early morning to noon. It seems that the time is not long, but there is no interruption in between. rest.

Seven people who are lucky enough to enter the technical department will also be taught in the academy every afternoon, while the rest of the ordinary students can freely move around in the afternoon and can choose to stay in the academy for self-study or go back to Chang'an City It took a lot of time and wine, and the chief professor very gentle and sincerely suggested that everyone stay in the academy and go to the old book.

The discipline requirements of the academy are very relaxed. It is marked by the sound of the deep bell: the first bell sounds as a warning, the second bell as an entrance, the third bell as an exit, and the fourth as a departure. The time between entering and dispersing is the time for students to study in the bookstore. The college requires students to concentrate on listening to the class during this time. Questions are allowed but no noise is allowed. As for things like housekeeping, there is no need for students to worry about it. The court spends a lot of money in the college every year, and I don’t know how many sweepers and cooks are employed.

The next step is the division of classes. The method adopted by the college is the simplest and fairest lottery. It doesn't care about the candidates’ family background or the results of the admission test. The son Xie Chengyun and Zhong Dajun were assigned to Jiashe. Linchuan Wang Ying was assigned to Dingshe, and Ning Que was assigned to Bingshe.

Go to the Pingside training room to retrieve his own books and classics. Ning Que followed the crowd and stared at the wooden signs on the rain-covering corridor, and found Bingshe's room, looking at the picturesque windows inside, like white paper. Wall, thinking that he will spend the next few years in this place, thinking that he has finally stepped into the Qingyun Dao of the Datang Empire, his emotions are a little sad, he took a deep breath and calmed his mind, and stepped past that. A high threshold.

"Ning Que! Sit here!"

Two surprise sounds came to mind at the same time in the bookstore.

Ning Que looked up in amazement, and saw that in the back row of the spacious bookstore, Xu Yuxian was beckoning to him excitedly, his face looked a little pale, while in the front row, Situ Yilan was looking at him excitedly. Today, the girl is wearing a strong blue dress under the school robe, with a few plum blossoms embroidered on the slanting breast, and the white neck inside the slightly open collar is delicate.

Suddenly it was a dream, as if it was a lifetime. It was indeed a lifetime. This was the most familiar and unforgettable scene he knew. He seemed to see it every year at that time, and more people called him to sit there.

Ning Que stood silently in the threshold of the bookstore, closed his eyes vigorously, and drove the vain and disturbing memories out of his mind, and smiled apologetically at Situ Yilan, who was looking forward to it. The row walked over.

He didn’t know that this Miss Situ was the daughter of General Yunhu, but he knew that she was definitely born in Guimen, Chang’an. Although all students in the academy are equal, yesterday I heard that your Majesty came to study in Weifu, and was also side by side with ordinary poor students. While sitting, but too much contact with this kind of lady, who knows what trouble it will cause.

Putting down the heavy books and classics, he looked at Xi Youxian's pale and thin cheeks, stared at the other's blue lips, frowned and asked: "You did the red sleeve trick yesterday?"

"Stayed all night." Xu Youxian sighed, did not conceal the slightest, and said sadly: "Ning Que, there is something wrong with this world, I don't understand it, so I was crazy all night in the red sleeve trick. ."

Ning Que thought of the scholar he had met earlier, his body was slightly stiff, and asked: "What's the problem?"

"I was admitted to the academy. This is the biggest problem in this world."

Xin Youxian looked at him with great distress and grief and said: "You know, the old man in my family spent two thousand taels of silver to buy me a qualification for admission to the hospital. I just came to gilded to marry a wife. They were all nonsense. I didn’t even look at my name when I put the list. As a result... I actually got the first four subjects!"

Ning Que was speechless in shock, and after a long while he exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "You are really a real person without showing your face."

"Don't show up."

Xi Youxian's face looked like the old man in the family was dead, and he said in a desperate manner: "My answer in mathematics is that the master is drunk and chewed the half-mountain peach blossoms, so I can still pass the second exam... The teachers are crazy."

Ning Que thought for a while, and guessed: "Could it be your family who made the money?"

Xu Youxian said angrily: "Who ever heard that the college can come in with money to study? And the old man only paid out two thousand taels! Two thousand taels is only enough for me to spend four months in the red sleeve trick! What a shit!"

In the distance of Chang'an City, on a chair in the depths of a silver square in the East City, a very blessed old man was looking at his account book in pain, and sighed with tears: "Two hundred thousand taels of silver... Son, I sold most of my family property for my father, and I was expecting you to get ahead. You can't disappoint my father. Who the **** said that the college doesn't charge money, those acid thieves... just **** no Collect small money!"

Xi Youxian didn't know that the old man in his family made a unique bet that he hadn't done in the mall for many years in order to get him into the college. He was still aggrieved there, and always felt that the college teachers were crazy.

"I didn’t like poems and books since I was a child, and I’m not good at riding and shooting, so I can’t go with those princes and ladies in Chang’an. Fortunately, you are also assigned to Bingshe, otherwise I really don’t know what’s next. How do you spend the year?"

Xi Youxian said sadly, but Ning Que only noticed that when he said that he didn't like poetry and books, he didn't feel ashamed. On the contrary, he seemed extraordinarily natural and even slightly proud.

He smiled and comforted the only acquaintance in Chang'an City, and said: "If you come, you will be at ease. If you want to do so much."

"It makes sense." Xi Yuxian looked around the classmates in the spacious bookstore, and his eyes scanned the slender girls, gradually becoming joyful, "Be closer to classmates, and marriage will be good in the future. A landing."

Ning Que was speechless and faceless.

Xi Youxian is a typical Tang dynasty with a sparse personality and an open corridor. Otherwise, he would not meet Ning Que for the first time in the brothel, so he would ask him to drink flowers and wine to play with the girl. After adjusting his mood, suddenly Back to normal, **** picked up Yu Jue and pointed to the female students in the first few rows of black hairpins, and said in a low voice: "That gentle little lady is called Jin Wucai. We Datang Guozi sacrificed wine to the young girl. She was docile but extremely bad. It's because Master Jijiu's temper is very serious or irritable; don't mess with that tall girl, because her surname is high, and there is an uncle who works in the palace..."

"The boy with oily noodles is called Chen Zixian, and his family is in Xicheng Bookstore. He has a small amount of money. If you and I have to drink wine and have trouble in hand, you can ask him to go with him. As for the short guy next to him, he doesn’t need I heard that it was a student from Chenzhou who was studying and archery in addition to eating and sleeping, which was boring."

Ning Que was greatly admired. He thought to himself that a person who was unwilling to enter the academy, took less than half a day to get a clear understanding of the origins and dispositions of thirty or forty people in the school. What kind of spirit-presumably it must be the spirit of carrying out the business of eating, drinking and playing to the end, and putting the hobby of looking for friends into the academy?

"Ah, you probably already know who the lady in the dress is. That's right, she is Miss Situ Yilan, the daughter of the famous General Yunhu!"

Xi Youxian patted the book case lightly, spitting and quickly saying like a storyteller: "Brother Ning, you left her and came to me earlier. My son is naturally inexplicable, but I must remind you that you are very likely I have offended this famous lady in Chang'an. Don’t say I didn’t remind you, Miss Situ Yilan was galloping on Zhuque Street at the age of eight, and she and a group of girls of the same age called the maiden army. Over the years, I don’t know how many pancake and fruit stands , The stewed fire shop, scared how many lustful men, how many ruthless men kicking, you want to offend her, it is really difficult to walk in Chang'an city, just like entering a pancake fruit shop, there is a fart fruit Eat!"

Ning Que was startled by the fountain-like spit stars in front of him, and only reacted after a while, thinking that I am not afraid of things like the Detachment of Women if I don’t provoke them. Situ Yilan is just an innocent little girl in his eyes. , I didn't care, but praised Xu Youxian's ability, and said: "Next time, if the red sleeves are tight, I don't think I need to force Chen Zixian, you can talk about a few books and earn it back."

He thought that this sentence was extremely ridiculous. Unexpectedly, Xu Youxian squinted at him, sneered and said: "In those brothels, you can earn money by saying a few words, except for Brother Ning. Who can do it?"

Ning Que's expression became stiff, desperately wanting to beat this person to vent his shameful anger, but finally suppressed it forcibly, because at this time the teacher who was in charge of explaining the etiquette had walked in with a serious face.

The book house suddenly became extremely quiet, and those young and jumping crows and birds did not know where they flew.