Even though they are just a few large tanks of stagnant water, they can still produce some effects if placed in appropriate locations.
The key point is that the situation that was deliberately created to bring prosperity to the Three Yangs is not a bad Feng Shui formation.
It is easy to destroy or change it into a feng shui situation that is beneficial to clan science.
Sanyang Kaitai has been blended with water and air, giving people a much softer feeling.
Apart from anything else, the students in the Ethnic Studies class today felt extremely relaxed.
Even Jia Qiang, who felt she couldn't sit still, calmly spent a day studying in the clan.
In just one day, Jia Rong thoroughly understood the specific situation of ethnic studies.
In the entire Jia clan school, there is only one master, Jia Dairu.
The number of students is quite large. There are more than thirty school-age students from the Jia clan alone.
For example, in The Story of Red Mansions, Jia Yun, who is more outstanding, is currently studying in clan school and is a few years younger than Jia Rong.
At the same time, there were more than a dozen students from the school affiliated with relatives.
The total number of students in the entire Jia clan school is close to fifty.
This is not the modern era, where there are often forty, fifty, or even sixty or seventy students in a class.
At this time, schools focused on teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.
Moreover, schools like Jia Clan School pay more attention to elite training.
Obviously, with Jia Dairu's ability and energy alone, he simply cannot do this.
Moreover, there is a big age gap among the ethnic studies students. The youngest is only six or seven years old, and the oldest is almost fifteen. Is it possible to study together without causing trouble?
At present, Jia Dairu's spirit and motivation for teaching are still very good, probably because his son has not yet passed away.
It's a pity that the level is too poor.
During the lunch break, Jia Rong also visited the small library of Ethnology.
In other words, just from the fact that Congxue has several spacious and bright blue-brick and gray-tiled teaching buildings, as well as a separate rest room for masters, and a rare library, we can know the intentions of the two old princes.
Although the library is not large, it only contains a subset of classics and histories that are widely circulated in the market, which totals less than a hundred volumes.
But this is a quite complete set of imperial examination books, and the total cost is almost a thousand taels of silver.
Even in the capital city, which is the most prosperous place in the dynasty, how many families have such strength that they can spend nearly a thousand taels in one go to purchase a complete set of classics and history collections?
The Jia family is studying here. Except for Jia Rong and Jia Qiang, none of the other students' families have such financial strength.
From this point alone, Jia Clanology already possesses considerable hard power.
It's no joke. If you meet a talented student who is willing to work hard and make progress, you can become a scholar by studying on your own.
If there is guidance from a famous teacher, it will not be difficult to march and raise people to participate in the Spring Festival.
In fact, this is how Lan Gui Qifang came to be in the plot of Red Mansions.
It's just a pity that obviously no students in ethnic studies care about this.
What they value more is the quotas distributed every year in the ethnic studies, as well as supplies of paper, ink, pens and inkstones, and a sumptuous lunch that can reduce the burden on the family.
It can only be said that the Jia clan members all have brain problems.
Focusing on survival in Ningrong's second mansion, it seems that this is enough.
As for issues such as the future of his children, they are not considered at all.
"Brother Yun, come here!"
After wandering around the clan school, I returned to the teaching building and saw Jia Yun who was devouring her meal, so she said hello directly.
"Rong, Brother Rong, you, are you calling me?"
Jia Yun was startled when she saw Jia Rong, the top student in the family, and Jia Qiang staring at him eagerly. She couldn't help but feel her heart tremble and subconsciously spoke.
"Nonsense, apart from your name Jia Yun, is there another person whose name is also named Yun?"
Jia Rong rolled her eyes, acted like a playboy, raised a pair of eyebrows that were not thick, and said angrily: "Come here and ask a question!"
"Oh oh oh..."
Jia Yun's face turned pale, but she didn't dare to resist at all. She hurriedly cleared her rice bowl and then cautiously came over.
"I heard that your family is in trouble?"
He glanced at Jia Yun's clothes, which were washed white and had a few inconspicuous small patches, which were obviously larger than her thin body, and asked directly.
"Yes, it is!"
Obviously, these words were like a knife, stabbing this guy's self-esteem.
After all, he is still a ten-year-old boy. He should be well protected by his mother and has not experienced any beatings from society.
Her delicate little face turned red, but she had a depressed expression that did not dare to get angry.
However, the slightly red eyes showed his bad mood at this time.
Tsk!
Does the reaction need to be so big?
It made Jia Rong feel like she was a school bully and was being bullied on campus.
"Boy, do you usually have a way to make money?"
Ignoring Jia Yun's mental state, Jia Rong went straight to the point: "I'm talking about yourself!"
"How can I make money?"
That was true, but his eyes were subconsciously looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk.
Obviously, this guy's face and authority haven't been fully tempered yet.
The free pens, inks, paper and inkstones given out in the ethnography school can indeed be exchanged for a sum of money when taken out, but definitely not too much.
After all, they are consumables. After Jia Zhen takes charge of the family, she will not supply them as lavishly as the first two clan leaders, and the quality is also quite ordinary.
A set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones is sold for about one tael of silver at most.
In addition, Ethnic Studies only distributes it once per semester.
Once a student secretly sells his pens, inks, papers and inkstones, it is easy to be discovered.
If you don't pursue it, everything will be fine. If you strictly pursue it, you can even cause trouble with the clan.
"Is your handwriting very poor?"
Jia Rong was too lazy to talk nonsense and asked directly: "Can you do it?"
"Okay, okay!"
Jia Yun was a little confused, and when she saw Jia Rong's face full of impatience, she hurriedly answered.
"I'll give you a job of copying books. Each book costs eight cents. Are you interested?"
Although Jia Rong's voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by all the students in the teaching building. Suddenly, the noisy teaching building suddenly became silent.
This is the result you want!
A penny is not enough for a hero. Jia Rong felt that his little treasury must be replenished.
As for hiring a young man like Zu Xue to copy books and sell them for money, it is nothing.
To be honest, his actions might even be helping these guys.
It’s not like he has never been around in the feudal dynasty, so he naturally knows that the child test, the lowest level of the imperial examination, focuses on memory and recitation ability.
If every youth studying ethnic studies could copy the test content of the Tongsheng test dozens of times, how could he fail the test...