The next morning, Yang Ning asked the accountant to withdraw 500 taels of silver, and Duan Canghai and the two of them were escorted by themselves, and went straight to Qionglin Academy.

Although it had not snowed yet, it had been covered with a layer of frost. Yang Ning wore a brocade cotton robe and a black cloak, but it was also very warm.

It has to be said that even though the Marquis' Mansion is a little financially short, it is still much stronger than ordinary families, at least without worries about food and clothing.

Yang Ning couldn't help but wonder, if it weren't for the coincidence of replacing the pillars, he wouldn't know what he was like now. Although with his own ability, he wouldn't be cold or hungry, he would never be better than being a marquis.

The four of them rode on horseback, not taking a carriage, and went straight to the east of the city. Yang Ning didn't know where Qionglin Academy was located, but Duan Canghai was very familiar with it. After walking for half an hour, he turned to a long street. Not long after he walked, he saw a tall door with blue bricks and red pillars in front of him. Four large vermilion red characters were written directly above the door.

Qionglin Academy!

There was a white wooden board on the left and right sides of the door, but there was a sentence written from top to bottom, which was a couplet.

The left is written with "De Ling Ancient Good Book", while the right is written with "Little Peach Land in the Downtown".

When Yang Ning saw the words on the plaque and couplets, although he was not proficient in calligraphy, he could feel that these words seemed to be light, but each stroke seemed to contain infinite momentum. He couldn't say what the momentum was, but it always made people feel extraordinary. He knew that this couplet and the four characters Qionglin Academy on the plaque should be written by Zhuo Qingyang, the president of Qionglin Academy.

He learned from Tang Nuo that there are four art masters today, and Zhuo Qingyang is one of them, and he is a top master in calligraphy.

Next to the academy, there was a pretty unique wooden house with an old man in his fifties. When he saw someone coming, he immediately poked his head out and shouted, "Who is it?"

Duan Canghai had already bowed and smiled, "Is it Ren Bo? We are from the Marquis of Jinyi. Marquis of Jinyi came to visit Mr. Zhuo in person." He approached Yang Ning and whispered, "Marty, this is the old man in the door. He has been here for nearly ten years. I used to accompany the third wife often, and I knew him well, and everyone called him Ren Bo." As if he was worried that Yang Ning would not know the rules of the academy, he added: "After entering Qionglin Academy, he would treat everyone equally, and there was no high or low."

Yang Ning smiled and said, "I know." He thought to himself that Zhuo Qingyang had been a teacher of Qi Jing and was one of the four art creators. Not many such figures dared to show off in front of him.

The old man recognized Duan Canghai and smiled and said, "It turned out to be from the Marquis of Jinyi. You know the rules."

Duan Canghai bowed with a smile, then took the wine bag from his waist and threw it over. The old man seemed to be used to it, so he reached out to take it, very skillful.

Seeing his skills, Yang Ning thought he would be a little tricky.

"Mr. Marquis, we can't go in." Duan Canghai said: "But there will be no danger in the academy. You can go in first, we will wait outside."

Yang Ning nodded, turned over and dismounted, took a small package from the horse's back, and carried it into the academy.

The front door of Qionglin Academy is simple and elegant, not very conspicuous, but when you enter, Yang Ning finds that there is a different cave inside, a rockery pool, a pavilion and a small bridge, a pine and a cold plum, and a unique layout, just like a garden. Although it is winter, looking at every place, it is also

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The scenery is beautiful.

Walking along a rather wide bluestone road, there were more students coming and going. Qionglin Academy is a women's academy and there were no male students, so when you look at it, you are all cardamom girls in groups of three or three.

Some of these female students recited gently with books, while others sat by the pool thinking, while others gathered together, talking and laughing.

Yang Ning had known before that Qionglin Academy was very strict in selecting students, and he had to pass the test himself before he could be admitted to the hospital.

In this era, men are superior to women, and women are inferior to women, and women have no talent. If Zhuo Qingyang had not opened this Qionglin Academy in shock, I am afraid that no woman would be able to be admitted to the hospital so openly in a few hundred years. Moreover, Zhuo Qingyang only chose his disciples to look at talent, not his background. This can be seen from the clothes of these female students in the academy that most of them were from ordinary families.

Before Yang Ning came to the academy, he didn't feel anything, but now he saw it with his own eyes and couldn't help but be respectful to Zhuo Qingyang.

A man suddenly appeared in the academy, which naturally attracted the attention of the female students. The girls filled with youthful atmosphere all looked at Yang Ning with strange eyes. Some girls even bit their ears and whispered, looking at Yang Ning from time to time. Some of them were braver and saluted directly to Yang Ning.

Although Yang Ning is not Pan An and Song Yu, he is also pretty and handsome. His skin is a little dark, but over the years, his skin has become whiter. In addition to being dressed in a brocade dress and a cool cloak, he is also more noble than being gentle. No wonder it attracts the attention of many girls.

Yang Ning enjoyed the feeling of being noticed by many young girls. He was a very brave person. He had been a man for two lifetimes and had a good face. When he saw a pretty girl, he smiled and nodded from time to time, and looked like a handsome young man, and he was also happy.

Suddenly, three or four girls gathered in front of him and pointed at him. Then a girl ran out from inside. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was quite handsome and her face was flushed. Yang Ning was a little surprised to see him running towards him, thinking, thinking that this girl from Qionglin Academy was so open, could she come over to confess her love to him?

The girl came to Yang Ning without saying anything, and asked straight to the point: "Are you...you are Mr. Jiang who came here to teach us today?"

"Young Master Jiang?" Yang Ning was stunned, thinking that the girl must have recognized the wrong person. She shook her head and said, "No, my surname is not Jiang!"

The girl wondered, "Did I remember it wrong?" She seemed a little unwilling to give up and asked again, "Then are you coming from the East China Sea?"

"Donghai?" Yang Ningqi said, "Why, are you waiting for Mr. Jiang in the East China?" Suddenly, he thought of something, and his brows tightened, and he actually thought of someone coming.

Donghai? Mr. Jiang?

Jiang Suiyun?

Yang Ning had already thought that Jiang Suiyun, who was with Dou Lianzhong the night before yesterday, came from the East China Sea. The Jiang family was a gentry from the East China Sea. They had their own fleet and went to sea to trade. They were wealthy and wealthy, and they could rival the country. Jiang Suiyun is obviously still in the capital now.

Is it really that coincidental that Jiang Suiyun will also come to Qionglin Academy today?

"Yes, Mr. Jiang is a talented man from the East China Sea, knowledgeable and talented. Mr. Zhuo said he would come to the academy to give lectures today." The girl looked expectant: "Mr. Jiang also said that Mr. Jiang traveled to various countries and went to sea to a very far place.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) I must know a lot of things, and we are all looking forward to it." After looking at Yang Ning, he said suspiciously: "You are really not the Young Master Jiang we are waiting for?"

Yang Ning was about to answer, but heard a voice behind him and said coldly: "He is not Mr. Jiang, how could Mr. Jiang look like this? Do you want to know who he is?"

Yang Ning felt quite familiar when he heard the voice, and couldn't help but turn around and saw a group of girls walking over, five or six girls surrounded by a woman and slowly walking over.

The woman wore a white brocade jacket, a cloud-patterned velvet skirt, a snow feather shoulder, a gold-edged silver-lined snow croaker fluff, which looked very noble. The woman had beautiful hair and lightly tied the silver jade purple moon hairpin and applied pink rouge, which made her delicate and fair face even more white and red, her face looked like a lotus, and she looked quite beautiful, but her pretty face had a contemptuous smile, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Yang Ning only glanced at him and frowned, and his eyes also showed disgust.

No wonder the voice was quite familiar, but it turned out that I had seen it before that this woman was Su Zixuan, the daughter of Su Zhen, the Marquis of Wuxiang.

Yang Ningwan didn't expect to meet her here.

He was in a good mood at first, but at this time he was like biting a fly in a big meal, and he was in a very depressed mood.

Three or four steps away from Yang Ning, Su Zixuan stopped and looked at Yang Ning with contempt. The girls around her were dressed well, obviously they were all from wealthy families. Someone had asked: "Zixuan, do you know him? He is not Mr. Jiang?"

"Of course not." Su Zixuan looked at Yang Ning coldly, with a sneer on her lips, and said without any hesitation: "Have you heard of Marquis Jinyi?"

The women said one after another: "Of course I know that Marquis Jinyi is not one of the four hereditary marquis, and I am on an equal footing with Marquis Wuxiang."

"Do you know that General Qi has a prince of Jinyi, who is stupid and stupid?" Su Zixuan raised her chin slightly and said arrogantly: "Many people call him Jinyi fool."

"Oh, Zixuan, is it the one Qi Ning who had a baby kiss with you?" The person next to him said, "You have told us that the toad in brocade clothes wants to eat swan meat, but you don't agree if you beat him to death."

Su Zixuan said proudly: "Yes, it's that fool. He did make a baby marriage with me, but that was a marriage that the old man had randomly decided. I told you that I had asked my father to cut off that marriage."

"Zixuan, you are so beautiful, your father is Wuxiang Marquis. Many princes and nobles want to climb up. Those who want to marry you can line up from the capital to the Qinhuai River." A girl next to her giggled and said, "Of course you don't like that fool."

"Yes, Zixuan, this marriage is well decided, otherwise you will be married back by that fool and your life will be over."

Several girls chattered, just praising Su Zixuan for being as beautiful as a fairy and never marrying a fool in brocade clothes.

Yang Ning's face did not change and clapped his hands. He clapped his hands very loudly. The girls didn't understand why, so they calmed down, and many girls nearby also looked at them.

Yang Ning showed a calm and calm smile on his face, and his voice was gentle, and he said leisurely: "Yes, Miss Su is talking about a fool, far away from the sky and near in front of her, I am the fool in the brocade clothes she said." He spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders very elegantly, "There are many people talking about me behind their backs, but this is the first time I have heard of him who dares to scold me in front of me!"

(End of this chapter)
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