Chapter 1465 Song Ciyi School Completed
Chapter 1465 Song Ciyi's School is completed
As autumn begins, time passes quickly. In a flash, days pass. As the month of the Wanneng Festival, there are more people in foreign costumes in Beijing. Some are envoys who come to congratulate, while some are people who come to do business with the mission.
Since the Emperor Chu was infected in August, he was discomfort. Even though he was a false alarm, he had been raising his body for a long time to recover his body to 80% or 90%. Even so, the political situation in the court was also surging, and everyone was speculating about the establishment of a crown prince.
After all, the voice of the crown prince has been mentioned for several years, but it has been delayed again and again. A few days ago, the emperor caused a false alarm. Now, should he set the crown prince down?
I don’t know where it came from. During the Wanshou Festival, Emperor Chu would announce the appointment of the crown prince. Even in the morning court every day, he would take this matter out. But who to establish the chief, the wise and the legitimate, but there were many different opinions and constant disputes. This was on the surface, and the small movements under the table were as numerous as a mess.
Emperor Chu's attitude was also very ambiguous. First of all, the important task of receiving envoys was handed over to King Xiao this year, which undoubtedly gave many ministers a signal, making the carriages and horses of King Xiao's mansion filled the door, which was very lively.
When Song Ci went out to check the newly built Yixue School, he bypassed the streets near King Xiao’s Mansion and was also washed by the bustle.
"Don't say that my mouth is a bad and ugly person. The happier these people dance like a toad, the more salty the tears will be in the future. The wind direction must be misleading." Song Ci said in a low voice to Madam Gong and Nanshan who were sitting in the carriage.
Nanshan hugged his arms with both hands and said, "You are always insightful and you are right to say anything."
Madam Gong said helplessly: "I'm afraid I'll blame you if I hear it."
Song Ci blinked and said, "I blame me for being so confused. I forgot everything I said."
Madam Gong and Nanshan: “…”
If you understand, you're just a scoundrel.
As the few people spoke, they arrived at the Yixue location near Yongdingmen, the outer city. Manager Ping respectfully came to Song Ci's carriage and waited.
As Song Ci said, she had the intention, and there was money on hand, and someone else had to deal with it. Someone had done this for her.
Due to the summer disaster, there were many refugees stranded in Beijing. Manager Ping led a few small managers to recruit and screen for good students. Not only did he eat three meals a day, but he also paid twenty cents a day for wages. He collected many good people, from the site selection to the purchase of materials from Jianyixue, and supervising the construction. There were also drawings specially drawn by Song Ci, who specially invited the small manager of the Ministry of Works to help. It took less than a month to build Yixue, and waited for the teachers and students to settle in.
During this construction period, the first batch of students who signed up for fifty admissions have been temporarily received in the Good Hall, all of which are from the right sources and are truly poor orphans.
Standing at the plaque covered with red silk, and the two layers of "campus" made of stones and insect-proof solid wood behind the plaque, Song Ci couldn't help feeling a little excited.
This is Song Ci Yixue. In the name of Song Ci, whether it is her or the original old lady, it is Song Ci. It is her idea, and it is made by the original old lady's own money.
If peace is the best, it will provide for self-reliant people, not for begging, prostitutes or servants, but for changing their destiny with their own skills.
In this way, there will always be someone who remembers Song Ci in the future, right?
"Madam, please come here." Manager Ping bowed and made a gesture of invitation.
Chapter completed!