Volume 1: Looking Northwest, Shooting the Sirius Chapter 22: Guozijian by the River Linshui
"Emperor Taizong eats, ahem, what on earth do Emperor Taizong think? How could he do such an outrageous thing!"
Boss Chaitino doesn't want to, Bao Buzhi grins and thinks, what does it mean to eat? What on earth do you want to say next?
"Emperor Taizong said that the capital was too crowded and bustling, which would affect students' desire to study, so he spent huge sums of money to rebuild the Imperial College in the suburbs."
"Mr. Chai, as a talented person, you must appreciate Emperor Taizong's hard work!"
Bao Buzhi said seriously, Chai Tiannuo reluctantly nodded:
"Okay, I won't be here if I'm not there, but I still have to enter this city."
"After walking such a long way, why don't we go in and open our eyes?"
"Well, you can't enter Luoyang City?"
"Why, those traders and lackeys can get in, why can't I, a martial arts scholar, get in?"
Chaitino was so anxious that his voice changed its tone.
"That, Emperor Taizong said"
Bao Buzhi suppressed his laughter, but was interrupted by Chai Tiannuo before he finished speaking:
"What did Emperor Taizong say again? Could it be that hundreds of years ago he didn't do anything serious and was just waiting to trick me?"
"...Emperor Taizong said that all people can enter, but only new students in the Imperial College are not allowed."
"If you want to enter the city, you can only do so after studying for a year and becoming calm."
After listening to Bao Buzhi's words, Chai Tiannuo was instantly discouraged and said with a twitching corner of his mouth:
"My mother, isn't this a move from rural to rural areas?"
"Actually, Mr. Chai, you are worrying too much."
Bao Buzhi slowly introduced the current Imperial College.
Although Emperor Taizong had a good idea, people need to eat, drink and have fun after all. After hundreds of years of development, the area where the Imperial College is located has developed into a large town, and the scenery is even worse than the noisy Luoyang City.
and.
Many dignitaries often left the city in the evening and rushed to Luoshui, where the Imperial Academy was located, to drink and meet friends. Compared with the heavily guarded Luoyang, there was much more freedom there.
"That's okay."
Chaitino nodded, looked at the majestic Luoyang City in front, and said with the mentality of sour grapes:
"There's nothing good about a dingy old city. It's just bigger, more prosperous, and more culturally rich. I wouldn't hesitate to go there!"
Bao Buzhi rubbed his forehead vigorously. Why did these words make people feel so jealous?
"Besides Bao Yuan, are prices high in the Imperial College?"
The little girl suddenly spoke, her voice ringing like a bell.
"Are the prices...?"
Bao Buzhi was still thinking about it, and Chai Man'er added:
"If you don't say anything else, just tell me the price of the steamed cakes."
"I know this."
Bao Buzhi nodded, smiled and stretched out two fingers.
"Two cents is not cheap, it's twice as expensive as Shaoyin County."
The little girl's delicate eyebrows were twisted into flowers. The price has doubled. From now on, she will really have to break a penny in half and spend it.
"Man'er, you're wrong. The two refers to twenty coins."
He shook the number two on his right hand, and Bao Buzhi shook the fist on his left hand. Together they were exactly twenty.
"Twenty cents?!"
The little girl was startled and jumped up and screamed. Chaitino was startled by her.
"How can we live with such high prices? Master, let's go home. You can support me even if you carry a big bag and work as a liba."
After hearing this, Chaitino rolled his eyes, good guy, let me, the master, support you, you are my uncle!
"As I said before, Mr. Chai, although the prices here are high, the income from the same work is also high. Based on your words, it is not difficult to live a better life."
Bao Buzhi suppressed his smile and said seriously, and Chai Tiannuo nodded lightly. To put it simply, making money is about increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. In one year, if there is no inflow of financial resources, it will not be able to sustain it.
The convoys entered the city one after another, and Bao Buzhi deliberately made a circle with the three carts to take Chai Tiannuo and the other two Wu Xiucai to the Imperial College.
"The Imperial College is located on the banks of the Luoshui River. After hundreds of years of development, it has become a prosperous small town."
"Because of its special nature, the imperial court never established a government office, nor did it actually build a city, but everyone called it Luoshui."
Not long after, the cart arrived at Luoshui River. Seeing the bustling scene of people coming and going under the green shade in front, Chaitino couldn't help but widen his eyes.
If it is true as Bao Buzhi said, the location of the Imperial College has become a large city, a school city with the aroma of paper and ink.
The big car stopped in a crowded place, and Bao Buzhi said goodbye to the three of them. For a moment, he felt a little reluctant to leave.
"Wang Xiucai, Pu Xiucai's family is well off, so I will no longer serve Cheng Yi."
"Mr. Chai, I don't have much money, but I wish you a bright future and great success!"
He handed a red cloth bag to Chai Tiannuo and took out a large oil paper bag and handed it to Chai Man'er. Bao Buzhi left decisively and drove to Luoyang with several cars.
Chai Tiannuo opened the cloth bag and saw that it contained twenty-two small ingots of snowflake silver. He couldn't help but look up at the direction the motorcade was leaving, and said with emotion:
"Except for Bao Yuan, you are so benevolent and righteous!"
"Yes, quite!"
The little girl nodded vigorously. There were several kilograms of glutinous rice sticks in the oil paper bag, which made Chai Man'er beam with joy.
The three Wu Xiucai and their book boys followed the flow of people towards the front. The Imperial College with white walls and black tiles was at the end of the road.
After passing through the tall courtyard gate, Chai Tiannuo and the others entered the Imperial College. The originally noisy voices suddenly fell silent. The seemingly low wall divided the inside and outside of the wall into two completely different worlds.
The original Imperial College faced south, and was a north-south building with a three-entry courtyard layout, with Piyong Hall as the center, and the left and right sides were symmetrical.
On the center line from south to north are Jixian Gate, Chijing Gate, Taixue Gate and glazed archway. Behind it, there are also a large number of buildings such as Lun Hall, which is really a large community.
Since the Wushu School was built more than two years ago, the originally harmonious and symmetrical Imperial College has changed its appearance.
A large piece of pure black building rises from the ground on the left side. It is gloomy and depressing to look at.
His Excellency, the Grand Priest of the Imperial Academy, also approached Emperor Tianqi to discuss changing the color, but was rejected by the Emperor.
"What's wrong with being a martial artist? You feel uncomfortable just by looking at the color. Why do you think you're a sadistic trick in the stalls?"
"What's wrong!"
Your Excellency Dajijiu is just complaining. The warriors are not under my control, and I can’t see anything wrong with them because they are so stupid. The problem is that we in the Wenzong can’t stand it!
Chai Tiannuo looked around and found that the architecture and humanities in the Imperial College were clearly divided.
The one with white walls, black tiles, carved beams and painted buildings is the Literary Academy, and the people walking there are all scholars wearing pure white gowns.
The one with black walls, black tiles, black beams and black edifices is the martial arts academy. The one who strides back and forth like the wind is the martial artist wearing pure black shorts with sharp blades hanging from his waist.
Although they are in the same compound, their styles are completely different.
"...My dear friends, do you think that the martial arts master is a bit too dark?"