"Students, goodbye!"
Xu Wen only took one try and was successfully admitted to Shanhe Academy, and finally became a student of Mr. Yang Sanyuangong as he wished.
He was carrying a basket of books and walking on the college campus, feeling relaxed and a little excited.
The environment in Shanhe Academy is very relaxed. You can see all kinds of strange things here, and everyone is used to it.
No matter how shocking the behavior is, the academy is tolerant from top to bottom.
There is also great pressure from the imperial examinations here, but the atmosphere is not as depressing as that of the Imperial College.
The Imperial College was a serious place, from top to bottom.
But in Shanhe Academy, he could see a wide variety of expressions, more than he had seen in the previous thirty years.
A group of people shouted slogans and ran past Xu Wen.
The team is well-organized.
Those are students taking the horseback archery course.
I run around the academy a few times every day.
It is said that this can strengthen the body.
On the training ground, the Cuju game is in full swing.
The training ground was full of people, all cheering for the teams they supported.
Xu Wen stood under the shade of a tree and watched for a while, feeling his blood boiling.
He raised his hand cautiously, and imitated the people around him, shouting slogans quietly to cheer for the team.
He shouted more vigorously, his voice getting louder. His arms were stronger than anyone else's.
It only takes a cup of tea to go from being cautious to being completely immersed in the atmosphere.
When the Cuju game was over, he was sweating, his face flushed, and his eyes were shining with excitement.
He followed the crowd and left, chatting happily with people he knew and didn't know about the game.
“It’s so satisfying!”
He and the people around him communicated smoothly, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.
He felt happy and extremely immersed.
"Brother Xu, someone is looking for you outside the academy gate."
Two classmates came towards him and called him.
Xu Wen said goodbye to the friends he had just met, a little stunned, "Who is looking for me? Is it someone from my family who is visiting?"
"It's probably not your family. They look like they're from the Imperial College. Brother Xu, do you want us to accompany you out?"
All the classmates knew that Xu Wen was originally a student of the Imperial College, and he applied for Shanhe Academy in order to become Sanyuan Gong's disciple.
Xu Wen shook his head. "Thank you both, I can handle it on my own."
He came to the gate of the academy with a nervous mood.
From a distance, he recognized the person looking for him outside the gate. Sure enough, it was his classmate from the Imperial College.
He looked hesitant, and only when the other party noticed him and called out his name loudly did he move forward and walk out of the school gate.
"you……"
He had a stern face and was very serious, trying to draw a clear line between them with righteous words. However, he was interrupted by the other party as soon as he opened his mouth.
The other party lowered his voice and asked nervously and excitedly: "Is there a copy of the Shanhe Academy Newspaper?"
Huh?
This style of painting is wrong!
He thought his former classmate came to humiliate him, but he never expected that the first thing he did was to ask if he had the Shanhe Academy Newspaper.
"You also know the Shanhe Academy Newspaper?" He was very surprised and asked if he could take a break.
The former classmate smiled secretly and whispered, "The Shanhe Academy Newspaper is well-known in the Imperial College. If there's any movement here, the Imperial College will know immediately. Brother Xu, do you have a copy of the Shanhe Academy Newspaper? Could you lend it to us? We heard that this issue features an article by Mr. Sanyuan Gong Yang, whom we admire greatly. We'd like to congratulate Brother Xu on his successful apprenticeship."
Xu Wen was shocked, but he responded to his former classmate, "Congratulations."
"How is Mr. Yang's teaching? Is it particularly different?"
"No, not much different."
"What does Mr. Yang think of your article? Brother Xu, could you share a few words with us?"
My former classmates pulled Xu Wen and talked incessantly, so enthusiastic.
Xu Wen was a bit overwhelmed, but he still said honestly, "Mr. Yang said my essay was too artificial and lacked any inspiration. He also said that my reaction to the exam was very poor, and I didn't know how to write when I entered the exam hall. Mr. Yang gave me homework. In three days, I will go to the dormitory with other students of the academy to practice writing essays."
"The cells Brother Xu mentioned are the ones rumored to be modeled after the Imperial Examination Hall? They even have fire cells and smelly cells?"
Xu Wen nodded, "Exactly!"
A former classmate looked envious, "I really want to go in and see it for myself, to have a simulation of the imperial examination. I wonder if I can make it through nine days. Can Brother Xu make it through nine days?"
Xu Wen shook his head, "I don't know."
"Brother Xu should be out of the cell in half a month. We'll come back to him then to ask for his advice on the simulation. I hope you'll be willing to give me some advice."
"You're so polite! I'll tell you everything I know."
"That's settled then. Most importantly, does Brother Xu have the Shanhe Academy Newspaper?"
His former classmates looked at Xu Wen expectantly.
Xu Wen nodded. "I just received a copy. Do you want to read it here, or take it back to the Imperial College? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"
"Brother Xu, you don't know. Since the publication of 'Mr. Yang's Commentary on the Analects,' many people in the Imperial College have become Mr. Yang's supporters."
"Everyone circulated Mr. Yang's article privately, and everyone kept it a secret."
"If we bring the Shanhe Academy Newspaper back, not only will we avoid trouble, but we will also become influential figures."
"Brother Xu, could you lend us the Shanhe Academy Newspaper? It's not available anywhere else."
A few former classmates, talking to each other.
Xu Wen finally figured out the whole story.
He is very excited.
There’s nothing wrong with being excited about your decisions.
I am excited that so many people in the Imperial College are supporters of Mr. Yang.
He readily agreed and lent the "Shanhe Academy Newspaper" to his former classmate.
He hoped that more people from the Imperial College would apply to Shanhe Academy and more people would become supporters of Mr. Yang.
…
Mr. Yang, who was admired by all the students, was now riding in a carriage, leaving from the back door of the academy, and heading along the neat and quiet cement road to a villa on another hill.
The carriage stopped at the gate of Xiaozhu.
Mr. Yang got off the carriage and was invited in by the servant.
Gu Jiu was sitting by the pond fishing for fun, squinting his eyes and enjoying the warm autumn sun.
She opened her eyes only after the servant reported that Mr. Yang had arrived.
She greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Yang, please take a seat!"
"Thank you, ma'am."
"Fishing?"
Gu Jiu pointed to the idle fishing rod on the table.
Mr. Yang readily agreed, threw out his fishing rod, then sat on a stool and waited for the fish to bite.
Gu Jiu looked at Yang Yuanqing. "I'm relieved to see that Mr. Yang looks well. I still remember the first time I met Mr. Yang a few years ago. We sat in the carriage and had a long conversation, which led to today."
Mr. Yang smiled and waited for Gu Jiu's next words.
Gu Jiu suddenly asked, "Mr. Yang, do you regret teaching at Shanhe Academy?"
Mr. Yang shook his head. "I have no regrets. At my age, teaching at the academy is just right."
"So, I was right to invite you to teach at the academy."
"indeed!"
"As soon as Mr. Yang's book, The Analects, was published, his reputation spread far and wide. I heard from people below that many students who are applying to the academy are coming here just for him."
"I am ashamed to have to let down most of my students. I am old and frail, and my energy is limited. I can only guide a limited number of students."
"Sir, you misunderstood me. I didn't ask you to take on more students. I asked you to come here because I have a favor to ask of you."
Mr. Yang looked surprised. "Madam, please speak."
Gu Jiu waved his hand, and the maid Aqing quickly brought a pile of information and placed it on the low table.
Gu Jiu tapped the table lightly. "As far as I know, you studied in Jiangling Prefecture for three years when you were young?"
"Exactly!"
Gu Jiu asked curiously, "What kind of place is Jiangling Mansion?"
Mr. Yang couldn't help but recall, "That was a good place, the girls there were very enthusiastic and beautiful..."
Gu Jiu pursed his lips and smiled, "I've heard that you were very romantic when you were young."
Mr. Yang laughed heartily, "I'm an old man now, so I won't talk about the past."
Gu Jiu smiled and continued, "I hope you can strike while the iron is hot and publish a book called 'Mr. Yang Speaks of Jiangling' following 'Mr. Yang Speaks of the Analects' and 'Mr. Yang Speaks of the Doctrine of the Mean'."
After she finished speaking, she pointed to a pile of information on the table. "Here is the information I sent people to collect about Jiangling Prefecture's geography, local customs, historical legends, local specialties, and so on. I hope it will be useful to you, sir."
Mr. Yang looked puzzled, "I don't understand."
Gu Jiu laughed and stared at the pond. "If you want to catch fish, you need bait. To be honest, sir, this book, 'Mr. Yang Talks about Jiangling,' is exactly the bait I need."
Mr. Yang frowned slightly, "I still don't understand. Why did Madam come to me for this matter?"
Gu Jiu said solemnly, "Because Mr. Yang is so famous, and great fame means great influence. This book, 'Mr. Yang Talks About Jiangling,' will be a bestseller next year, and even in the next five to ten years. With Mr. Yang's fame, it will spread throughout the country, both north and south of the Yangtze River, inside and outside the Great Wall. By then, everyone will know about Jiangling, and everyone will yearn to go there."
Sanyuan Gong Yang Yuanqing was obviously an extremely intelligent person.
He vaguely guessed Gu Jiu's purpose from his words.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Madam, are you interested in Jiangling Mansion?"
"I heard that the rebels in Jiangling Prefecture are making great trouble and several court officials have died. This is a major matter for the court. As the wife of the prince, I naturally have to pay special attention to the Jiangling Prefecture area." Gu Jiu said with a smile.
Mr. Yang also laughed and asked cryptically, "Madam, how much do you expect from Jiangling Mansion?"
Gu Jiu also said cryptically, "My expectations for Jiangling Mansion are as great as my imagination."
"Madam's idea makes me admire it."
"Sir, you are so kind! It is just a woman's opinion, not worth mentioning."
"Madam, there is no need to be so modest."
"Humility is a virtue, especially in the royal family."
Hahaha……
Mr. Yang laughed out loud.
He really likes Gu Jiu's frankness.
After laughing, he stroked his beard and said, "Madam, you have been so supportive of me, and I dare not disappoint you. I will make time to write the book 'Mr. Yang Talks about Jiangling.' However, I haven't written a travelogue for many years."
I'm not quite sure what kind of stories should be interspersed in a travelogue to attract readers. Therefore, this book still needs help. In my opinion, the writers in the backyard of Wenqing Bookstore are very suitable.
Gu Jiu lowered his head and smiled, very satisfied, "I agree with you, sir!"
Talking to smart people saves you trouble.
Travel notes are different from imperial examination books. They do not require logic or seriousness. The key is to be interesting and make people yearn for it after reading them.
Obviously, Sanyuan Gong is not good at writing this kind of books.
However, Wenqing Bookstore employs professional writers all year round. They know when to insert what plot and what kind of story rhythm will make people unable to stop.
In Jiangling Prefecture, the girls are warm, generous and beautiful, which is a ready-made selling point.
In later generations, many popular tourist cities initially became popular on the Internet and then in the tourism market, becoming super popular tourist cities due to hype such as beautiful and generous girls, tall, handsome and affectionate boys, and encountering the most beautiful love.
Countless men and women flocked to the holy land of love in their minds.
Even though there are a lot of negative articles on the Internet about these cities, such as "overcharging" and "crappy scenery", it still cannot stop people from yearning for them.
Now, Gu Jiu wants to write a book tailor-made for Jiangling Mansion.
She wants to use a book to create a romantic city to attract men from all over the world to Jiangling Prefecture.
do what?
Of course, to invest!
Go spend money!
Spend huge sums of money to build a second Xinmin County, a second foundation for Gu Jiu.
The starting point of the foundation is "Mr. Yang Talks about Jiangling"
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