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Chapter 322 Eight Great Colleges

Qi Ning sighed, "If I don't want it, can't I go in?"
Before the man could speak, someone urged him behind him: "If you don't want me, I want it. Jinghua Book Club is the first literary event in the Great Chu Dynasty. Not everyone can щwwlāΔΔ』" He threw a piece of silver into the wooden box very casually, reached out to take the license plate, and quickly walked into the academy.
Qi Ning couldn't help but say, "I see, these broken silvers are the smallest ones. Could it be that the lunch in your academy be delicacies?"
"I said why are you so nagging?" The man at the table said angrily: "There are only seven hundred license plates here. After the license plates, you can't even get in even if you have a mountain of gold and silver." He waved his hand and said, "You can stand aside first and don't block the other people's way."
Qi Ning frowned slightly, and at this moment, he heard a voice saying, "Hey, Marquis, why are you here?" A man came gracefully, Qi Ning knocked over the head of the platform, saw the visitor clearly, and smiled, "Young Master Yuan came early." But the visitor suddenly became Yuan Rong and Young Master Yuan from the Minister of Rites' Mansion.
Qi Ning has been having a lot of things recently, and he has not met Yuan Rong for some days.
However, the three people sitting behind the table saw Yuan Rong and immediately stood up, bowed and said, "Young Master Yuan!"
Yuan Rong was a very smart person. When he saw Qi Ning standing by the side, he immediately understood something and frowned and said, "You are you stopping the Marquis from letting you in?"
"Marty!" Not only those three people, but also the literati who had not yet entered the academy were stunned.
Yuan Rong sneered, "You are really blind. This is Master Jinyi. How dare you stop Master outside the door?" He stepped forward and grabbed Qi Ning's arm and smiled, "Go in first."
Everyone looked at each other and stared at them.
"Are you going to have a private visit?" When you entered the academy, Yuan Rong was familiar with the road and seemed to be very familiar with Longchi Academy. He looked at Qi Ning and smiled and said, "Why are you interested in attending the book club?"
Qi Ning came today, so he was not good at wearing brocade clothes and jade belts. He represented Qionglin Academy, so he dressed more ordinaryly. He didn't answer and asked, "Did you see the wooden box just now?"
"You mean donating food seats?" Yuan Rong smiled and said, "You didn't participate in these things before. No wonder you didn't know that this food seats had already been donated many years ago."
"Dang academy, a place to teach sages, you have to pay the money to enter the academy. Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Qi Ning asked lightly.
Yuan Rong smiled and said, "You don't know that at the end of the book club every year, the eight major academies will each give three questions. Those literati who do not belong to the eight major academies can answer the exam questions given by which academies can directly enter the eight major academies to study. You should know the benefits of entering the eight major academies, right?"
Qi Ning shook his head and Yuan Rong explained: "After entering the Eight Academies, you will have the opportunity to participate in the Jinghua Book Club. As long as you are outstanding, you can directly enter the court as an official. In addition, the Eight Academies conduct a major exam every three years, and are chaired by the Ministry of Rites. Some outstanding people are selected from the list as candidates for officials, and they will eventually become officials of the court. The students in these Eight Academies are selected from all over the country. They are the best in the academies in our Great Chu. The annual quota is limited. It is difficult to get into the eight academies. Every year, the eight academies can provide twenty-four quotas. Do you think these people will rob them?"
Only then did Qi Ning realize it suddenly.
It turned out that these people came here actively, not because they really wanted to watch the Taoist Book Club competition, but because they snatched the quota of the eight major academies.
I think this is also a unique way that the eight major academies have come up with ingenious ways to increase their popularity.
"When you enter the door, you have to buy a license plate. If some people are talented but have no silver, will they lose the opportunity?"
Yuan Rong sighed, "It's impossible. If you are very talented, local academies will naturally recommend them to the eight major academies. You can see that although this Longchi Academy is not small, it cannot accommodate too many people. There are only a limited number of people who can enter. If there is no rule, wouldn't this academies be broken?"
Qi Ning didn't seem to be too entangled about this matter and asked, "Why are the eight academies? Have the people from the nine academies arrived?"
"Nine Academies?" Yuan Rong was stunned and then smiled and said, "Are you talking about Qionglin Academy?"
"Yes, the eight major academies and Qionglin Academy are not just the nine major academies."
Yuan Rong laughed and said, "Qionglin Academy is just here to join in the fun. Mr. Zhuo Qingyang and Zhuo are a great scholar of the generation. The Jinghua Book Club invited Qionglin Academy for the sake of Mr. Zhuo."
"According to what you say, there is no student with real talent in Qionglin Academy?" Qi Ning asked lightly with his hands on his back.
Yuan Rong smiled and said, "Since you know Qionglin Academy, you naturally know that Qionglin Academy is home to a group of girls. It is okay to put a needle, embroidery, and sew clothes in their hands. If you hold a pen in their hands, what wonderful articles can you really write? There are also many talented women on the Qinhuai River, who are nothing but sick, either singing the wind or loving the moon." While he was joking, he still looked down on the women.
When Qi Ning heard him talk about Qinhuai River, he thought of Zhuo Xian'er for a moment. He didn't know if the heart-pounding woman had returned to the pleasure boat. However, although Yuan Rong's tone was contemptuous, Qi Ning knew that this was his true state of mind. As Zhuo Qingyang said, although Qionglin Academy had been built for many years, it was still not truly accepted by the intellectual class represented by literati and poets until now.
While speaking, the two had already arrived at the East Courtyard of Longchi Academy. As soon as they entered the courtyard, Qi Ning realized why the book club was held here. The courtyard was indeed extremely spacious, like an open-air square. There were tables and chairs in the middle of the venue. To the south was a long table, which seemed to be pieces of several tables, covered with silk cloth, and there were five chairs behind the table.
When Qi Ning glanced at it, he knew that this long table was similar to the rostrum and that the judges should take their seats.
On the left and right of the long table, it is at a ninety-degree angle to the rostrum. Each side is placed in sequence and there are four small cases, and behind the small cases are nine cushions.
Without Yuan Rong's explanation, Qi Ning knew that it must be the place where the eight major academies were sitting, but she didn't understand why there were only nine cushions in one academies.
Yuan Rong obviously saw Qi Ning's question and explained with a smile: "The eight academies, Yunshan academies, which are in the position, have more than 300 people, and the Baimen academies with the smallest number of people, have more than 80 people. If all the people from the eight academies come, the Longchi academies cannot accommodate them at all." After a pause, he said: "So, the eight most powerful students have been selected to attend the book club. The seat at the front is the dean of the academies."
Only then did Qi Ning understand.
In addition to four cases on the left and right sides of the rostrum, there is also a case table opposite the rostrum, and nine cushions were placed. Qi Ning thought about it slightly and knew that it was very likely that it was the location of Qionglin Academy. Since Zhuo Qingyang asked himself to come to the Jinghua Book Club this time, the cushion at the front was Zhuo Qingyang's location, and among the eight cushions at the back, there should be one of them.
Surrounding the center of the venue, the ground was filled with futons, with nearly a thousand futons in circles, but it was not messy. Most of the literati who entered the venue had kneeled on the futons according to the corresponding license plate. Although there were many people, after entering Longchi Academy, everyone was extremely law-abiding and not noisy.
The biggest purpose of these people coming was to compete for the last twenty-four places, so they tried their best to show a gentle attitude.
In addition to the 700 literati from all over the place, the organizer of the book club also left thirty seats for each of the eight major academies, all of which were behind their respective academies, with an empty cushion. Qi Ning saw it in his eyes and suddenly thought that if he really sat behind Zhuo Qingyang later, then there would be almost all the girls' houses behind him, and a little green in the flowers would be very conspicuous. I would be afraid that he would be a little embarrassed at that time.
At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Siming Academy is here!"
Qi Ning looked over and saw a group of students in the long gown not far away lined up to come here. The person in front was holding a white wooden stick with a sign on it, with the four words "Siming Academy". The four words were written in a dragon and snake manner and were quite powerful. Under the leadership of the sign-raising person, thirty or forty people from Siming Academy came in neatly.
Seeing this, Qi Ning laughed silently, thinking that this situation was a bit like an Olympic entry style.
After Siming Academy fell to his position, an old man in his sixties sat on the cushion on the side of the table. Eight of his disciples sat in two rows behind him, while the rest were sitting on the cushion on the back, which was equivalent to cheering the team. The sign with the "Siming Academy" was erected on the side of the table.
After everyone in Siming Academy sat down, all the literati who came to watch immediately stared at the group of people with envy.
Entering the eight major academies may not necessarily be able to enter the court as an official, but after all, under the eyes of the emperor, the opportunity is naturally much greater than that of the literati outside the capital. Everyone knows the principle that they will get the moon first when they are close to the water.
Although Yuan Rong is the son of the Minister of Rites' Mansion, he can only be regarded as an observer today. However, the court of a high-ranking official like him has naturally had a special location, just behind the rostrum, with about thirty seats left. Yuan Rong has not met Qi Ning in recent times. He did not know that Qi Ning had served as a teacher in Qionglin Academy. He thought that Qi Ning was also intrigued. He wanted to take Qi Ning to take a seat, but Qi Ning shook his head and asked Yuan Rong to go first, and there was no rush to say it out.
Next, all major academies came in continuously. After all the eight academies took their seats, Qi Ning saw a group of girls from Qionglin Academy coming late at the entrance of the courtyard.
But Zhuo Qingyang was not seen in front. Jiang Suiyun was walking in front. He was holding the academy brand in his hand, but he didn't raise it up. When he saw Qi Ning, he frowned at first, but still walked up and said, "Mr. Qi!"
Today is a book club, and Jiang Suiyun simply called him a gentleman.
Qi Ning didn't see Zhuo Qingyang and said strangely: "Where did Mr. Zhuo go?"
However, Jiang Suiyun had already sent the famous academy brand in his hand and said, "Sir, I have an explanation. You will lead the Qionglin Academy today." A group of girls in Qionglin Academy looked at Qi Ning, with different expressions, both excited, suspicious, worshiping, and nervousness.
"What?" Qi Ning's body was shocked, "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!
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