Jinling University currently only has two grades, because the third class of students has not yet enrolled. There are also basic classes specially opened for the children of chieftains and international students, with a total of more than 600 students in the school.
Universities in Jiangxi, Guangdong, and Hunan have already been established and enrolling students.
Universities in Jiangsu, Anhui, Fujian, Zhejiang, and Hubei will also start recruiting students this fall.
Publicly financed students in each province basically study at universities in their own provinces. However, Zhao Han also made an opening, and the top ten students in provincial examinations every year can study at Jinling University at public expense.
The schooling lasts four years, and you can graduate early if you complete the credits.
Graduates with excellent grades can take the exams of Hanlin Academy and Qintian Academy, and those who pass can become ordinary researchers of the two academies. After this plan was announced, graduate students were called "Shujishi".
"Sister Feng, why did you come back to school?" Lu Tianxiang asked in surprise.
Feng Heng said with a smile: "I heard that there will be a big gift today, something made by Qintianyuan."
It's summer vacation now, and students from other places can go home. Some are visiting relatives, and some are getting married. Anyway, the vacation lasts for two and a half months. As long as my hometown is not too far away, I can come back in time.
The legal age for marriage has also been set this year: men are sixteen and women are fifteen.
Compared with the legal marriage age of 13 years in the Ming Dynasty, it has been raised by two or three years. There must be some people who violate it, but the government generally doesn't care about it and just doesn't register the marriage.
Many marriages in rural areas even do not register the marriage at all, which really gives local officials a headache.
Like Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhao Han also forbade marriage with fingertips. Whether the people abide by it or not is another matter. Anyway, when someone regrets the marriage, the lawsuit will be easy to fight, and the government will not recognize this kind of marriage contract.
Feng Heng went home to get married this time, to a promising young official.
After the church visit, her husband's family immediately regretted it and advised Feng Heng not to go to college anymore, but to stay at home to support his husband and raise their children. With her husband's support, Feng Heng ran away directly and would not return to her husband's family until he graduated the year after next year. Anyway, it was not a divorce.
It's far away, so you can go back and visit during the holidays.
Of course, this cannot be said externally. Feng Heng insisted that her parents-in-law supported her study.
Lu Tianxiang pointed to the elementary school textbook: "Sister Feng, what do you pronounce this character?"
Feng Heng came over to take a look and said, "I doubt it. I suspect it's frost on the ground. I suspect the moonlight on the ground is hoarfrost. Have you learned the pinyin?"
"I learned it. A senior sister taught me. She didn't go home during the summer vacation." Lu Tianxiang said.
The students like Lu Tianxiang have not officially started school yet. However, a few diligent and diligent students have already begun to study on their own. Lucky for Lu Tianxiang, he already speaks Chinese, but some of them have to start learning Chinese.
Feng Heng asked: "Is it Wen Shufen? She didn't go home last summer vacation."
Lu Tianxiang nodded: "That's Senior Sister Wen."
Feng Heng said: "Now that you have learned Pinyin, you can slowly learn to look it up in the dictionary."
"I don't have a dictionary." Lu Tianxiang said.
Feng Heng said: "There are not just one or two books in the library, but dozens of them. There are some rare words that even the school teachers have to look up in the dictionary."
The two of them left the room together and ran to the next door to see that the girl named Wen Shufen was not there.
Feng Heng said: "I must be reading in the library."
Lu Tianxiang said: "I heard that Senior Sister Wen's family is very poor?"
Feng Heng said: "She comes from the southern Gansu mountainous area. The farmers there live on sweet potatoes and corn all year round. It was very difficult for her to go to elementary school, and she had to walk for an hour to get to school. The teachers at the school were not good either, and they didn't know a lot of knowledge.
She was admitted to the second place in the town forcibly, went to the county middle school at public expense, and was admitted to Jinling University at public expense."
Lu Tianxiang sincerely praised: "She is so smart."
Feng Heng said with a smile: "She is not smart, but hard work can make up for her weakness. In the past two years, I have not seen her play, either in class or reading. When you start school, you will hear her name from the teacher. As long as there is no need
For students who are successful, the teacher will definitely use her as an example to encourage them. She is a female celebrity in our school. Despite her mediocre appearance, there are many dignitaries in Nanjing who secretly come to her for matchmaking. As long as she is willing to nod, they will immediately send someone to Jiangxi to propose marriage.
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When a noble man marries a wife, he naturally pays attention to the right match.
But now, in the era of the Great Revolution, the concept of family status is no longer so important, because poor people appear every year.
Although Wen Shufen was from a humble background and her appearance could only be said to be not ugly, this woman was really hardworking and diligent. And through the teachers at the school, her reputation had spread outside the school.
If you want to marry a virtuous wife, there will naturally be wealthy people who would like to have such a daughter-in-law.
Lu Tianxiang followed Feng Heng to the playground, where more than a hundred students had gathered. One of them, with a tall and straight figure and a face like a crown jewel, was surrounded by more than twenty students, as if he stood out from the crowd.
"Who is that person? He is so majestic." Lu Tianxiang asked.
Feng Heng said with a smile: "You don't even know him? He ranked first in the Jiangsu Provincial Examination. When he went to Jinling University, he also ranked first in liberal arts in the annual examination. He was from a scholarly family with a rich industry, and he was handsome and tall. He was famous not only in the school, but also in the liberal arts.
The whole city of Nanjing is famous. I heard that when he went to the Qinhuai River, the famous prostitutes did not accept money and could go directly into their boudoirs."
"Bah, he's not a good person either." Lu Tianxiang said with a blush.
This school boy and academic tycoon is called Chen Weisong, the son of Chen Zhenhui, the fourth son of the late Ming Dynasty. He graduated from elementary school in half a year and middle school in one year. With the top score in Jiangsu Province, he attended Jinling University at public expense.
The reason why he was able to do so smoothly was because he had outstanding knowledge. He had already learned most of the knowledge in elementary school and middle school.
Even though Chen Weisong was handsome and unrestrained at this time, he was very depressed in history. His father, Chen Zhenhui, did not want to be an official in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. His family fell into decline and his property withered. His two younger brothers both married into the Hou family and became Hou Fangyu's brother-in-law.
He also went to Hou's house to live under someone else's roof.
By the way, this guy is gay.
Moreover, in another time and space, he did not shy away from same-sex love, and even wrote a poem to commemorate his marriage to a book boy, so it became known to the world!
It can also be said that it is the most literary gay work in the history of China: Drinking tea and rice wine. I am happy with the present day, my hair is shining, and my hair is shining in front of the lamp... I can't distinguish between male and female, but I steal the spring bow in the wind.
Measuring... I will tell you all the flowers and candles in your life, and I will sing with my husband...
Chen Weisong in front of him was the center of attention, and there was a girl staring at him infatuatedly from a distance.
But Chen Weisong's eyes glanced at a boy from time to time.
Suddenly, a group of soldiers rushed to the playground, and all the passages in the school were under martial law.
The students were not surprised but overjoyed. Looking at the battle, it was obvious that the emperor was coming.
Feng Heng said excitedly: "Tianxiang, you are so lucky. You have been able to meet His Majesty after only one month since you came to school. I have been studying in Nanjing for two years and I have not met Your Majesty yet."
Lu Tianxiang's eyes suddenly lit up: "I can go and beg Your Majesty to let me be a female general."
Feng Heng smiled and said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Before the emperor came, Fang Yizhi's scientific research team arrived first. In addition to the researchers from Qintianyuan, there were also several science students from Jinling University, who carried the hot air balloon that had been broken into parts.
The hot air balloon was assembled in the center of the meadow, and everyone waited together.
"The emperor has arrived!"
Not only the emperor, but also several concubines, princes and princesses, and even brother and sister Zhu Cixiang and Zhu Ailao came.
He was clearing the way and enforcing martial law, and he was shouting and supporting. Lu Tianxiang sincerely praised: "It's so majestic to be an emperor!"
Feng Heng quietly pulled her sleeves, led Lu Tianxiang forward, and followed the guards in bowing and saluting: "Greetings to your Majesty!"
Zhao Han rode the BMW donated by Jeju Island, raised his hand and smiled: "No gift."
Zhao Han and his party were invited to take a seat on the stage.
Fang Yizhi came over and reported: "Your Majesty, the hot air balloon is ready. Please allow it to take off."
"Lift off." Zhao Han nodded.
The sphere of the hot air balloon is made of linen. As for the fuel, it is charcoal and cotton fiber soaked with grease.
This is advanced enough. In another time and space, mankind's first hot-air balloon took off. The fuel was straw, wool, firewood, rotten meat, old boots and wet cloth. The inventor of the hot-air balloon believed that the hot-air balloon could rise
It was empty and was pushed up by the thick smoke and odor.
In the second experiment, straw and wool were used as fuel, and it flew several hundred meters high and floated for more than ten minutes before landing.
The third experiment even alarmed the French king. The experiment took place in the square in front of the Palace of Versailles. The hot air balloon was painted with the French royal emblem, and old boots, carrion and discarded items were collected from all over Paris. When the fire ignited, the square was filled with stench.
People covered their noses one after another, but excitedly watched the hot air balloon take off.
"ignition!"
Fang Yizhi gave an order, and several assistants lit the fuel, and the hot air balloon began to slowly expand.
There were two people standing in the bamboo basket, it was Fang Yizhi and his son. An experiment was done with piglets before. After the flames were extinguished, the hot air balloon would not plummet, but would slowly land on the ground. There was basically no danger to life.
"It's flying, it's flying!"
"Isn't this a large sky lantern (Kongming lantern)?"
"Will it fall?"
"..."
All the teachers and students in the school exclaimed, including Lu Tianxiang, and the chieftain's children were even more shocked, thinking that Fang Yizhi must have invited a god to take over.
"It's not asking God," Meng Tai shouted in Yi language, "It's His Majesty who is casting a spell! Your Majesty just let this thing go up into the air, and it went up into the air. Long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty!"
Fei Rulan and the concubines were quite nervous sitting on the stage, staring at the hot air balloon for fear that it would fall and kill them.
"Father, I also want to go to heaven!" Zhao Kuanghuan suddenly felt that his pony was not impressive enough.
The hot air balloon was still climbing slowly, until it reached a height of five or six hundred meters, and was blown towards the north by the wind.
The people in Nanjing city also raised their heads to watch the excitement, and those who wanted to greet their friends called out all the people in the room.
In the previous experiments, the hot air balloon was smaller, but this time it was a big one with a diameter of thirteen meters!
"It's so amazing!" Fang Weiyi exclaimed, holding a folding fan.
Fang Weiyi is Fang Yizhi's second aunt. She is fifty-nine years old and is a world-famous female poet and painter. Moreover, she is well versed in both Chinese and Western studies and has studied mathematics and physics very early. She used to teach physics in a girls' middle school and is now specially appointed.
He is a professor at Jinling University.
Twenty minutes later, the hot air balloon flew over the Yangtze River and slowly landed in the farmland several miles away.
Some farmers were harvesting rice. They all stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the things in the fields.