Chapter 114: Studying is difficult

The students fell silent.

Their efforts seem so insignificant in the face of natural disasters!

Wen Yan encouraged everyone: "Today is the first day of fundraising.

The auction the day after tomorrow is the highlight!

Besides, don’t we still have the imperial court behind us? Jinyang Prefecture will definitely be able to survive this.”

Meng Chifei moved the silver to the warehouse and locked it up, then suggested that everyone go out for dinner together: "We have booked a private room at Chunfenlou. Everyone has worked hard all day, let's go out and have a good meal."

Ying Zhilin's classmates did not agree immediately, but looked at him.

Ying Zhilin is the leader this time, and they all have to listen to him.

Ying Zhilin nodded immediately: "Everyone is tired after a day, it's time to have a good meal."

With delicious food available, everyone worked hard to tidy up the shop.

Wen Yan also wrote down today's accounts and posted them on the wall behind the counter for customers to check.

They said they would let the whole city supervise together, and they would do what they said.

Finish these.

Meng Chifei arranged several guards to guard the silver and goods, and then took everyone to Chunfen Tower.

As soon as Meng Chifei appeared, the shopkeeper greeted him warmly.

"Ms. Meng, the private room is ready. Shall we serve the food now?"

"Now, come on. And give me a jug of the best wine you have in the house."

"Well, we recently imported a batch of fine wine from Shu. It's delicious and I'm sure you'll like it."

Meng Chifei smiled and said, "If it tastes good, I'll order ten jars."

As they were talking, they arrived at the door of the private room.

Among Ying Zhilin’s classmates, there was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old. When he heard Yan’s words, he added a pot of plum drink.

No one had a proper lunch, just munched on a few pieces of pastries.

My stomach has been rumbling for a long time now.

After all the dishes were served, everyone started eating.

After filling our stomachs, we slowly sipped wine and chatted.

Meng Chifei raised his glass and toasted everyone first: "Thanks to your help today, everything went smoothly, otherwise I don't know how chaotic it would be.

I'll finish this one first, you guys can do whatever you want."

After Meng Chifei finished speaking, he tilted his head back and drank the wine.

Her bold and outspoken behavior makes her look like a man of the world, not at all like the refined and reserved lady from a noble family.

Then, she poured another cup and looked at Ying Zhilin: "We will help people to the end, and we will help them to the end. Why don't you stay and help us for two more days?"

Today, many customers asked about her "reading notes", but she doesn't know much about academic matters.

I was so confused by the questions.

Without their help, Meng Chifei didn't know how he would be tortured in the next two days.

Ying Zhilin looked at his fellow disciples.

All his fellow apprentices looked at him expectantly, as if to say, "Just agree! We're all willing to stay and help."

Ying Zhilin said: "Then we will..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by his senior brother sitting next to him: "You are not among these people. Before leaving, the headmaster repeatedly warned you that the autumn examination is approaching, so you must study hard and not waste time outside.

Go back to the academy tomorrow morning and study hard. Strive to pass the imperial examination this autumn and come back with a top scorer."

Ying Zhilin thought of the look the headmaster gave him before he left.

He gave up the idea of ​​staying to help.

Afterwards, Wen Yan talked about what to do with the box of "reading notes".

They are all unique copies and will definitely sell for a good price.

But in this way, knowledge is monopolized by the rich and powerful.

Wen Yan feels that these good books should not be put on the shelf.

"Do you have any good ideas?" Meng Chifei asked her.

She spends half a year in the military camp.

Naturally, I know what kind of life the people at the bottom of society live.

Wen Yan had been exiled with Huo Yaoxing in her previous life, and only then did she realize how difficult it was for ordinary people at the bottom of society to go to school.

It takes the efforts of the entire family, or even the entire village, and three or four generations of hard work to produce a scholar.

Wen Yan turned his gaze to Ying Zhilin.

Ying Zhilin pointed at himself in surprise: "How can I help?"

Wen Yan: "I would like to ask Wutong Academy for help."

Wen Yan’s request is neither difficult nor easy, but it requires the consent of President Ji.

She wanted to ask students in the academy who were good at calligraphy to help her copy her reading notes.

It would be best if the seal of Wutong Academy could be printed on it, so that it would be easier for her to raise the price when selling it.

The original book was put up for auction.

The academy's manuscripts are sold in the store at high prices.

Afterwards, Wen Yan would also publish a low-quality printed version and sell it specifically to poor students.

"Of course, we won't treat the students and the academy unfairly. We'll pay them one tael of silver per copy. Thirty percent of the profits will be given to the academy."

Ying Zhilin didn't answer, nor did he refuse: "I will talk to the headmaster when I get back."

In fact, he thought Wen Yan's idea was very good, and he would definitely find a way to get the headmaster's approval.

“A-choo——”

Dean Ji, who was far away in Wutong Academy, suddenly sneezed loudly.

He pinched his nose and muttered to himself, "That brat Zhilin must be talking about me again. It's always bad luck when he talks about me."

**

This is the temporary arrangement for copying books.

After eating and drinking, the group left the private room and were about to leave Chunfenlou.

Just reached the corner of the stairs.

Ying Zhilin suddenly stepped forward and blocked Wen Yan's sight.

This behavior is really abrupt.

It's hard for Wen Yan to forget his doubts.

"What are you blocking?" Wen Yan asked him.

"It's better not to look at anything indecent," Ying Zhilin explained.

"You're not the kind of person who would do something unnecessary." Wen Yan took advantage of his unpreparedness and got behind him.

What Ying Zhilin wanted to hide was instantly exposed in front of her.

The door of the private room at the end of the pavilion was wide open.

There were only men and women in the private room.

The women wore short gauze skirts and the men were disheveled.

Men and women were pressed tightly together, passing wine and food to each other through their mouths.

It's really dissolute and disgusting.

Ying Zhilin stretched out his hand to block her eyes: "Don't look, it will dirty your eyes."

Wen Yan pulled his hand away and looked at the person in the middle, who seemed to be Huo Yaoxing.

She asked Meng Chifei to confirm.

Meng Chifei nodded: "You are not mistaken, it is Huo Yaoxing."

Afterwards, Wen Yan didn't look at it any more and turned to go downstairs.

But she recalled it in her heart.

What was Huo Yaoxing doing at this time in his previous life?

Huo Yaoxing wanted to get a good ranking in the imperial examination to bring honor to the Marquis's mansion.

This consolidated his position in Lord Huo's heart and secured his position as the crown prince.

Therefore, before the autumn examination, he locked himself in his study and read day and night.

He also asked Wen Yan to use the connections of the Wen family to invite a very famous scholar to give him advice.

He wished he could not even sleep at night and split his days into two. How could he have the leisure to seek pleasure?

But in this life, Wen Yan helped Jing Mingmei, and the crisis facing Huo Yaoxing and his mother should be even greater.

Why wasn't Huo Yao panicking or afraid at all?

He still has the energy to drink and have sex with prostitutes.

Could it be that he doesn't want to be the crown prince and inherit the title?