Xiao Cunyu didn't want to bother Mr. Lin any more to instruct his students, so after a while, he dragged Zhou Jingmao away from Mr. Lin's residence.
"I didn't say I wanted to go to the academy... why did you agree on my behalf?" Zhou Jingmao still felt uneasy.
Each step felt like stepping on cotton!
"I said I wouldn't go to see Mr. Lin, but you made the decision for me, didn't you? If it weren't for the fact that I could still fleece you, I would have kicked you off the mountain long ago!" Xiao Cunyu swung the sword tassel in his hand and grumbled.
Zhou Jingmao still couldn't figure it out.
"I don't want to study..."
"Do you have the guts to run away like me? I bet your father will break your legs if you dare to run this time." Xiao Cunyu said with a wicked smile, "My dear brother, you really got your money's worth. A small shop and over a thousand taels of silver in exchange for a gold sticker for admission to Wanjun Academy. I'm afraid smoke will rise from the graves of your ancestors!"
She was talking nonsense.
Zhou Jingmao was so anxious that he said, "I haven't even heard of Wanjun Academy!"
"Oh, that's because you're ignorant." Xiao Cunyu glanced at him and said slowly, "There are only a hundred students in Wanjun Academy. A few leave every year, and a few enter the next year. We never accept more than that."
"Some of the people who went in came out sideways, but there are not many who can really get out of it with dignity. To this day, there are still some old men trapped in there." Xiao Cunyu said with a wicked smile.
"Impossible, how could I not know about such a weird place?!" Zhou Jingmao quickly shook his head.
"This academy doesn't accept disciples all year round. It's no wonder you don't know about it. I only know Mr. Yunhu... that's Mr. Lin. He graduated from Wanjun Academy. I heard that some old men who didn't make it were stayed there to become teachers. There are also a few crazy and stupid ones who can only read books and practice calligraphy. They are so pitiful." Xiao Cunyu deliberately scared him.
Wanjun Academy is indeed strict.
But it's not a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones.
And the reason why it is not famous is simply because it is in such a dilapidated state that its gate is about to be demolished.
It is true that there are only less than a hundred students enrolled every year, but it is not because they are unwilling to accept them, but because there is no one going.
There are so many academies that open their doors to accept students. Those who can enter an academy are either rich or have achieved fame. People who have both are not stupid, so of course they will go to places with fierce competition and a good teaching environment.
"Why haven't I heard that Mr. Lin stayed in that academy..." Zhou Jingmao always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Mr. Lin is old now. That was where he studied when he was young. Later, he left his mark in all major academies, so Wanjun Academy no longer attracted much attention." Xiao Cunyu continued to deceive.
Zhou Jingmao was a little panicked.
What a horrible academy, why won’t they let people graduate yet…
Seeing him like this, Xiao Cunyu couldn't help but laugh secretly.
Mr. Lin definitely did not trick this brat. Wanjun Academy was indeed in decline, but in terms of its collection of books and the ability of the teachers there, it was definitely better than any other academy.
The management is strict, but most of the people there have no ambition to pursue a career in politics.
To put it bluntly, the people inside don't care about "power and wealth", they only care about the things that serious people do, such as playing chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs...
When Xiao Cunyu returned to his yard, he saw kites flying in the sky.
She sent someone to leave a letter for Xiao Guantang, and then took Zhou Jingmao down the mountain.
When we went down the mountain, rumors about Hang Lixing had spread everywhere, and many scholars were talking about it.
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