Chapter 410 Confirms the Reopening of the Academy in Yangzhou
Originally, Hongqu only wanted Daiyu to have some fun, but now it seems she has to find a way to get all the female students in the academy on the list.
When I meet Lin Ruhai, I will ask him for advice. After all, someone who ranked third in the country must have a unique set of learning and test-taking methods.
Yuan Hongqu did not feel it was too late.
The girls who signed up were good at writing essays and had decent calligraphy skills; these were the basics, so there weren't any problems.
These girls all received their early education, with tutors at home who taught them everything from classical Chinese texts to historical records and philosophical works.
Girls' colleges allow them to learn more new knowledge, and this knowledge is more useful.
They had studied at home for many years and had no idea how this knowledge would be useful in their future lives.
The girls' academy gave them an opportunity to apply what they had learned.
So when they learned about the courses offered by the girls' college, they immediately enrolled.
Now that there is such an opportunity for them to participate in the imperial examinations just like men, even if it is just a separate examination hall and they are not granted official positions like men after passing the exams, they are still happy to accept it.
Unlike Daiyu, who treated this exam as just an ordinary competition, they genuinely wanted to use it to prove the extent of their knowledge.
Since registering, they have consciously practiced the special font for the exam and the format of the exam essays. Their seriousness made even Daiyu feel ashamed.
Therefore, Daiyu still devoted a considerable amount of time to books for various exams along the way.
Moreover, because of the existence of the space cheat device, although she did not spend as much time reviewing as others, her efficiency was much higher than others.
That evening, Yuan Hongqu told her that the imperial examination next spring was not a joke, but a real battle.
After that, Daiyu put in several times more effort into her studies.
Among the students who came with them were some who wanted to try for the next imperial examination. Although they didn't know if they would have the chance then, they were all of similar age and status, and even if the next imperial examination came, they would not be of marriageable age.
If they make such a request, their families and the academy would likely provide an opportunity.
After all, their families were not unknown, and they had heard that the Emperor had the support to help them pass the Imperial Academy competition this time.
This shows that the emperor was pleased with the outcome, and once it happened, there was a possibility that it would happen again and again.
So when they saw that Daiyu was going out to play less and less, they all started to set their own homework after they understood.
After chopping the onions, the Tenth Prince returned to his residence that night with bloodshot eyes. The eunuchs who accompanied him knew what the prince had done that day and had already laughed several times, but they couldn't help but laugh again when they saw the Tenth Prince.
The Tenth Prince glanced at him, shook his aching arm, and picked up the brush on the table. Just as he was about to write, he realized that his arm seemed to be trembling and his hand was shaking so badly that he couldn't hold the brush steady at all.
"Your Highness, Lord Yuan said this is normal because you haven't practiced like this before. You'll get used to it in time. Hot water has been prepared. Soak in it to relieve your fatigue, and you'll feel much better tomorrow."
"Go to the imperial kitchen and call a little eunuch over!" The Tenth Prince put down his pen. He didn't want to take a bath yet. He thought about the onions he had chopped today, which seemed to be ingredients.
Since Lord Yuan didn't seem to mind chopping so much, it probably wasn't some expensive ingredient.
He had been tormented by these onions all day, and his nose was still choked by them. Even though he hadn't chopped any more onions for two hours, he could still smell the lingering onion odor.
If only there were a good way to get rid of that pungent smell.
Those who work in the imperial kitchen, who deal with these things every day, must have some good methods.
Before long, a young eunuch was brought up; it was the same eunuch who had collected the chopped onions earlier that day.
The young eunuch was trembling with fear. Today it was their group's turn to guard the imperial kitchen. He did many things that he would never have done before, so when the Tenth Prince called for help in the evening, it was he who was pushed out.
"Are you from the imperial kitchen? Do you have to deal with onions every day?"
The Tenth Prince asked the question as soon as he opened his mouth.
As the lowest-ranking staff in the imperial kitchen, they did nothing but various menial tasks that others disliked, such as peeling and chopping onions.
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Hmm, is there any way to handle onions without the pungent smell?"
The little eunuch was stunned for a moment.
"Your Highness, if an onion doesn't pungent, it's not an onion; it will always pungent."
If it weren't so pungent, he wouldn't be doing things like dealing with onions.
The Tenth Prince frowned.
"Your Highness, since this is the method for practicing swordsmanship that Lord Yuan mentioned, why don't we ask her for advice? Perhaps she has a good idea?"
"Hmph, she thinks I can't see through her? She's deliberately messing with me." The Tenth Prince finally steadied his pen and drew a turtle with a flourish.
He also wrote the character "原" on it, and then drew lines of black ink on it with a pen, venting his anger.
It's not easy for him to hold back until now before finally exploding.
Fortunately, his anger subsided once a turtle was completely covered in black ink.
Yuan Hongqu was supposed to return to the boat at the back of the ship every night, and she returned a little late tonight, but Daiyu was still waiting for her.
"Granny, the Tenth Prince has been chopping onions all day. Even we know he's practicing some kind of whirlwind knife technique. Granny, does such a skill really exist?"
“Yes,” Yuan Hongqu said with a smile, “but don’t even think about learning it, and don’t even think about telling anyone else.”
Upon hearing this, Daiyu immediately understood.
"Granny, did he offend you?"
"It doesn't count."
"So you're helping me get revenge. But what happened last time was a long time ago, and given your personality, Granny, you wouldn't have waited until now to deal with him."
"Last time I didn't argue with him because he had no choice. This time it's because he spoke without thinking."
Yuan Hongqu was not being polite at all.
"Granny, let's not argue with him. He's just a little brat. He used to cry all the time, and now he's showing off. He doesn't seem like the Emperor's brother at all," Daiyu comforted Yuan Hongqu.
Yuan Hongqu chuckled.
"You're quite the character. You're not even as old as them. They're just little kids, so what are you?"
"Hehe," Daiyu chuckled, changing the subject, "Granny, is the Yangzhou Girls' Academy going to reopen?"
“Yes,” Yuan Hongqu nodded, “Several wealthy families are sponsoring it, so it has both a place to go and money to spend. Moreover, the girls’ academy has a foundation in Yangzhou, so enrollment will not be a problem.”
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