Nightfall

The first volume of the early morning empire chapter eighty net

Ning Que should not feel cold, because the scholar wearing a cotton robe, from head to toe from the inside to the outside did not show the slightest hostility, any dangerous atmosphere, but on the contrary, it was as clean as a lotus huahua, like a loved one. People trust.

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

Chaoyang couldn't straighten the roadway, and the temperature was a bit cool, which is probably why he felt cold? Or did the scholar make him fear for no reason?

Ning Que stood like an ice sculpture in the alleyway. After standing for a long time, he woke up and glanced back in a daze. He naturally saw nothing. Then he lowered his head and thought for a while. Now that he didn't understand what was going on, he decided not to continue to think about it, and shook his head to walk to the hustle and bustle of all sentient beings.

He did n’t know that the legendary Confucius had already gone by car. He did n’t know that he missed a historical moment. He did n’t know how he missed the scholar ’s change. He did n’t know that it was the real first class. , But even if he knew that he would not change it, exchange for what he already had to exchange for not already owned, by no means what he would do.

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The first class in the ordinary sense of the academy is a large class. The students concentrated on the cool Shiping, listening to the words of a professor in the academy, imagining their lives in the next two or three years.

Just like the admission test, the curriculum of the college is divided into six subjects. Two hundred students are divided into six study rooms. The daily class time is from early morning to noon. It seems that the time is not long, but there is no intermittent rest in the middle.

Fortunately, the seven people who entered the arts department will receive instruction from the college every afternoon, and the rest of the ordinary students will be free to move in the afternoon. They can choose to stay in the college for self-study, or return to Chang'an City to go to Tianjiu. The ground, and the professor Xi was very gentle and sincerely suggested that everyone stay in the academy to go to the old bookstore to study.

The disciplinary requirements of the academy are very loose, with the bell deep as the bell: the first bell sounds as an alarm, the second bell sounds as an entrance, the third bell sounds as a break, and the fourth bell sounds as off. Between entering and leaving 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 can be asked but no noise is allowed. As for things such as daily cleaning, students do not need to worry about it at all. The court spends a lot of money every year in the college, and I do n’t know how many sweepers were hired to cook.

The next step is to arrange classes. The method adopted by the academy is the most concise and fair net valve. It does not care about the results of the admission test. The son Xie Chengyun and Zhong Dajun were assigned to Jiashe, and Linchuan Wangying was assigned to Dingshe. Ning Que was assigned to Bingshe.

Go to the Ping side classroom to retrieve his own books and classics. Ning Que followed the crowd to stare at the wooden sign on the rain corridor and found Bingshe's room. Looking at the picturesque windows and paper and white walls inside, he thought Thinking that he would spend time in this place in the next few years, thinking that he finally stepped into the Qingyun Road of the Datang Empire, his emotions were a little disturbed, he took a deep breath to calm his mind, and stepped past the high road Mén threshold.

"Ning Que! Sit here!"

The bookstore remembered two surprises and surprises at the same time.

Ning Que looked up in amazement, and saw the back row of the spacious study room. You Yunxian waved to herself excitedly, her face looked pale, and in the front row, Situ Ylang was looking at herself excitedly. nv wore a blue suit under the school robe, embroidered a few plum flowers on her sloping lapels, and a delicate white neck in the slightly open collar.

Suddenly, it seemed to be another world, indeed another world. This is the picture he is most familiar with and most memorable. At that time, the festival seemed to be seen once a year, and more people called him to sit at that time.

Ning Que stood silently within the threshold of the book, closed his eyes vigorously, and then expelled those false and disturbing memories from his mind. He smiled apologetically to Situ Yilan, who was looking forward to it, and walked away. past.

He did n’t know that Sister Stuart was the general nv of General Yun Yu, but knew that she must have been born in Chang Angui mén. Although all the students in the academy were equal, yesterday he heard that His Majesty had come to school in micro clothes that year, and also sat side by side with ordinary poor students But too much contact with this kind of elder sister, who knows what trouble will cause.

Putting down the heavy books and books, he looked at Jun Youxian's pale and thin cheeks, staring at each other's slightly blue mouth net, frowned and asked, "You went to the red sleeves again yesterday?"

"Stayed all night." You Youxian sighed without saying anything, and said bitterly: "Ning Que, there is something wrong with this world, I can't understand it, so I went crazy in the red sleeve."

Ning Que remembered the scholar he had met earlier, and his body was slightly stiff, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I actually entered the college, which is the biggest problem in this world."

Looking at him, You Yunxian was extremely distressed and said: "You know, the old man in my family bought two thousand two silvers for me to be admitted to the hospital. I just came to gilt to marry my wife. Yesterday I was blind. A: I did n’t even look at my name when I put it on the list. As a result ... I actually took the four subjects in the second grade! "

Ning Que was shocked and speechless. After a while, he heartily exclaimed: "You really are not a real person."

"Don't be a fart."

Yun Youxian's face is like the old man at home is dead, and said: "My answer is that the master is drunk and chewed the middle mountain peach hua, so I can still take the exam ... This can only be the instructional school. The trainees are crazy. "

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

Yunyou Xian said angrily: "Who has heard that the academy can rely on silver to come in to study? And the old man only gave out two thousand two silver! Two thousand two is enough for me to pack in the red sleeves for four months! Enough to do farts child!"

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In the distant Chang'an City, on a circle chair deep in a silver square in Dongcheng, a very blessed old man was looking at his account book with pain, and tearful eyes sighed and said: "Twenty-two thousand silvers ... Xian'er, If you sell most of your family ’s business for your father, you are counting on you to come out on top. You ca n’t disappoint your father. Who * said that the academy did n’t charge money, that group of acid thieves ... just * no money! "

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You Yunxian did not know that the old man of his family made a peerless gambling that he hadn't done in the mall style for more than 1 year in order to let him enter the college.

"I haven't liked poetry since I was a child, and it's not easy to ride a shè, so I can't play with those sons in the Chang'an city. You're fortunate that you have also been assigned to Bingshe, otherwise I really don't know how to live in the next few years. . "

Xun Youxian said sadly, but Ning Que only noticed that when he said that he did not like the poems and books, it was not ashamed of shame. Instead, he seemed to take it for granted, even a little proud.

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

"It makes sense." Zou Youxian looked around the classmates in the spacious study room, his eyes swept over those slim nvs, and gradually became joyous, "more close to the classmates, and the marriage will have a future. . "

Ning Que is speechless and right.

Xun Youxian is a typical Tang dynasty with a wide open corridor. Otherwise, he wouldn't encounter Ning Que in the blue building that day, so he would ask him to drink wine and play with the girl. At this time, after adjusting his mood, he immediately returned to normal. , Two fingers lifted yùju and pointed to the black hairpin nv students in the front row, lowered his voice and said: "That gentle lady is called Jin Wucai, we are the Tang Dynasty Guozi sacrifice wine nv, xìngzi is docile but extremely uncomfortable , Because the temper of the wine-sacrifice adults is particularly serious or irritable; do n’t mess with that tall girl, because her surname is Gao, and there is an uncle in the family who is in the palace ... "

"The son with noodles called Chen Zixian. The family is in Xicheng Bookstore. They have a lot of money. When you and I want to drink hua wine, if you have trouble, you can call him to go. As for the short man next to him, you do n’t have to worry about it. I heard that it was a student from Chenzhou. In addition to eating and sleeping, he was reading a book and was bored. "

Ning Que greatly admired, thinking that a person who did not want to enter the academy only took less than half a day to clear the origins of the entire thirty or forty people in the bookstore. What kind of jīng is this? God-presumably this is the jīng **** who wants to carry on the food, drink and fun business to the end, and enter the hobby of seeking friends and companions into the academy?

"Ah, you probably already know the sister who is wearing clothes, yes, she is the famous nv Situ Yilan, the famous general Yun Yu!"

Jun Youxian patted the book case, spitting like a storyteller and said quickly: "Brother Ning, you ignored me before, and my son is naturally inexplicable, but I must remind you ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Your pole It may have offended this famous Changan nv in Changan. Do n’t say I did n’t remind you that Situ Yilan was eight years old on the Suzaku Street, and she was known as a girl army with a group of nv of the same age. Fruit stall, braised fire shop, how many scared and brave men, how many ruthless and injustice kicks, you have to offend her, it is really impossible to walk in Changan City, just like entering the pancake fruit shop, there is a fart The fruit is delicious! "

Ning Que was stunned by the fountain-like spit stars in front of her, and it took a while to react. I thought I would n’t be afraid of such things as the Girl Scouts. Situ Ylang was nothing but a malicious nv boy in his eyes. I would care, but I was amazed by the ability of Youxian and said, "Next time if the red sleeves move tightly, I don't have to pull Chen Zixian. You can say a few paragraphs and earn it."

He thought that this sentence was extremely ridiculous. Unexpectedly, Yuxian squinted at him and said with a slight sneer: "In that blue building, you can earn money by saying a few words, except for Brother Ning, who else in the world can you earn money? Do it? "

Ning Que's expression stiffened, and wanted to beat the person's anger in order to vent the old shame, which was finally suppressed by force, because at this time, Mr. Xian, who was responsible for explaining Like, came in with a serious face.

Suddenly the room became very quiet, and the crows and finches who jumped in the blue net didn't know where they were flying.