He really wanted to ask his own brother, why do you think he can't make money?
What is wrong with him? When it comes to studying, he is better than Rong'er. When it comes to doing things in his mother's space, he feeds the rabbits and the deer!
"Okay, you are my brother, I won't argue with you!"
Finally, what can he do? He can pamper his younger brother by himself. Look at his face turning red with anger. He has to give in to him no matter what, right?
"You said I can't make money, so I can't make money. You're right!"
"I……"
Qian Yirong opened his mouth and wanted to refute.
But suddenly he realized that if he refuted it, then his brother would be able to make money? He didn't want to say this.
He just felt that his brother couldn't make money, and he would have to rely on him to make money at home in the future!
Then, he was so confused, and then, the little guy suppressed his little face to turn red again. It was an indescribable feeling, it was too uncomfortable, wasn't it?
"puff!"
An Jiuyue listened to the conversation between the two brothers, and then saw Rong'er being blocked and unable to say a word, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Zheng'er, Rong'er is your brother, you have to give him some mercy," she said funny.
"Even mother and brother won't let me go...that's not right!"
Qian Yirong wanted to echo what his mother said, but before she could finish her words, she had second thoughts.
What does it mean for my brother to let him go?
"Mom, it was obviously me who gave way to my brother, not my brother who gave way to me."
"Okay, my brother asked you, then do you want to go see the flowers?" An Jiuyue asked him with a smile.
"Of course, those flowers are so beautiful."
Qian Yirong immediately nodded, put the previous quarrel with Qian Yizheng behind, took his hand, and went to see the flowers.
Qian Yizheng had no choice but to shake his head helplessly. He pampered his younger brother, so what could he do?
"Jiuyue, have you ever thought about where to set up a school?"
After the two children left, Qian Jiyun looked at An Jiuyue and asked softly.
"I haven't thought about it yet."
An Jiuyue shook her head, she really hadn't thought about it yet.
It wasn't that she hadn't thought about whether to set up a school, but she still had some different ideas in her mind about what to do with this school.
After deciding to set up a school, she asked Qian Yiyun to get a general understanding of the situation in Kyoto. Of course, she also knew a little about it herself.
In Daqing, no matter where they are, there are three levels of schools.
Lower school, intermediate college, high school.
Lower-level schools are like playing house for children. Children between the ages of four and six can enroll, as long as they can afford the money.
In the school, at most, the children are taught to recognize some characters, and then some are taught the Three-Character Classic, the Thousand-Character Classic, and Hundred Family Surnames. No matter how many more, it means nothing.
Then there is the intermediate college. Children between the ages of six and ten can enroll. The specific age at which they can study before leaving the intermediate college depends on whether the students are willing to leave.
Also, do you have the talent to leave and go to a higher academy?
As for senior academies, not just anyone can enter if they want to. The admission requirements are very strict, and not all places have academies.
Academies are generally found in large places, like Border, there are no academies, only colleges.
Just like Kyoto, there were only two academies at the feet of the emperor, namely Hong Shuyuan and Royal Academy. Hong Shuyuan was basically filled with official students and civilian students.
