After stealing the divorce book, Princess Salted Fish fell off her horse

Chapter 495 Jining Hall

The sun seemed to be a little hotter, and the light and shadow in the alleyway were intertwined.

Mu Qingyu stood up from the ground, closed her eyes, and walked in one direction.

There is a wall.

But Mu Qingyu slammed straight into it without bleeding, and she didn't even encounter the slightest obstacle.

She followed the route she deduced, eyes closed, sometimes left and right, sometimes front and back, seemingly disorganized, walking randomly, but every place she went, there must be a way.

After half a stick of incense, when she opened her eyes, she was already in the bustling market.

Mu Qingyu showed a smile.

I really want to thank the former emperor and national teacher 500 years ago.

This time there was no danger.

However, this is not a long-term solution, she still has to find a way.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is just a fluke, and the feeling of having a sword hanging over your head at any time is not good at all.It seems that during this period of time, she paid too much attention to business and some chores, and she also had to temper her Chaoyuan Wuqi Jue.

If you can break through the sixth level of Dzogchen and reach the seventh level, you will have the power to fight Li Jingfeng.

Mu Qingyu, who left the alleyway, hired a car from a car dealer to go to Jining Hall.

Here, Li Jingfeng found that he was back in his original position in panic. Under the shock and fear, the instinct of survival made him keep trying, running, panting.

A peak master has a long breath and deep inner strength, not to mention running for a while, even running for a whole day without resting, without blushing and thick neck.

He can run like this, which shows how scared he is.

This completely forgot about his own abilities and skills, and was already frightened by the weirdness of this alley.

Probably because he has done too many bad things, the first thing he thought of was ghost hitting the wall
It's a pity that this alley is not fast, or you can run out if you run a lot.

He was destined to make a detour.

Mu Qingyu calmed down and felt the vibration of the carriage. The carriage driver employed by this carriage company was far inferior to Jiang Lang's skills.

After driving for nearly an hour, the carriage stopped in front of a house in the northwest of the capital.

Mu Qingyu got out of the carriage and gave the driver a piece of broken silver. The driver was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Miss, do you need the carriage for the return trip later?"

Mu Qingyu's eyes fell on her own carriage parked not far away, and she shook her head slightly: "No need!"

The coachman felt a little regretful, it was rare to meet such a generous girl, it was a pity that there was only one trip.But he thought again, the money given by the girl was equivalent to two trips to him.Then he happily cupped his hands again and drove the carriage away.

Mu Qingyu raised her eyes, took a look at the simple and clean building with the plaque of Jining Hall, and stepped in.

This Jining Hall built at the junction of the West District and the North District occupies a large area. The rich people will not come here, and the house is not as expensive as the East District and the South District. The value is about the same as that of the Mu House on the east side of Yuehua Street.But there are three big Mu houses.

Entering from the gate is a yard, and several houses are connected.

There are medical halls, schools, residences, and workshops inside.

The medical clinic is very small, with only two doctors. If someone in Jining hall is sick, you can see a doctor here, and the medicine is free.

The school is for the orphans in Jining Hall to read and write.

There are several workshops, embroidery workshop, cloth workshop, dyeing workshop...

But the scale is very small.

Because these are not for them to work and earn money, but more for everyone, especially the children, to participate in learning, so that they can learn a skill and have a job to support themselves in the future.

In addition, there is another room over there that is used as a martial arts hall, and there are two instructors who are responsible for teaching boxing kung fu.

The kitchen is to the north.

Men lived on the east side, and women lived on the west side.

Except for the fixed two-hour school time every day, and the fixed half-hour martial arts training time in the morning and evening, those children are free to help out in various workshops and learn whatever they want.

Practicing literature and martial arts is a rigid rule in the early stage of children's arrival. Everyone has completed two hundred hours of practice. Those who are willing to continue can learn, and those who do not want to continue are not forced.

After all, if you study Chinese for more than three months, you can recognize and write basic characters; if you study martial arts for half a year, you can also achieve the effect of strengthening your body.

Of course, the stewards of Jining Hall will also secretly observe those gifted children and single them out for training.

Two feet away from the entrance is a turning corridor, which blocks the view and makes it impossible to see the back.Only when you walk through the corridor and turn to the back, can you suddenly see the light.

An open space of about [-] ping.

When practicing martial arts here, it is the martial arts arena, and usually it is the place where the cloth is dried, and the medicinal materials are dried...

Surrounding this large site, the school is in the quiet northeast, and the other workshops are separated from each other without disturbing each other, and each is in an orderly manner.

Mu Qingyu walked around the corridor. At this time, it was time for the school to start.

In the bright room, there is the sound of children reading aloud: "The Qing people are next to Peng and Sijie. The two spears are heavy on the British, and they are flying on the river. The Qing people are disappearing, and the Sijie is flying. Happy. The Qing people are on the axis, and I will introduce Tao Tao. Turn left and right, and the Chinese army will do well."

What this school teaches is actually the battle poems in the "Book of Songs"!

Mu Qingyu was a little surprised.

Mu Qingyu has no special requirements for what the students learn in the school, the main thing is to let them know how to read and understand.

Hearing this poem, Mu Qingyu laughed. This kind of passionate battle poem is indeed more suitable for children to read than "Guan Guan Jujiu, on the continent of the river. My fair lady, a gentleman is so good."

After the children finished reading, Mu Qingyu unexpectedly heard a confident, clear and pleasant female voice: "Good reading! Does anyone remember the meaning of this poem that I told everyone at the beginning of class?"

A little Maotou stood up, puffed out his chest and said, "I remember!"

"Zheng Kuo, tell me!"

"Qing is Qingyi, Peng is the place name..." Then, the child who looked to be only seven or eight years old explained it in a straight-forward manner, with clear articulate words and quick thinking, which attracted envy and praise from the students.

The female voice also praised: "It's very well said. Everyone remember to memorize this poem, and you have to understand the meaning. Learning and thinking, thinking and enlightenment, so far as empty learning is not thinking. Limited!"

"Yes, Master!"

Then, the children began to read books again.

Standing at the door, Mu Qingyu looked at the pretty woman in Luo Qun with a gentle smile on her face, and she also smiled.

At this time, the female teacher turned her head and saw Mu Qingyu. She was very surprised and delighted, and walked to the door quickly, and blurted out: "Female college...cough, girl, why are you here too?"

Mu Qingyu: "..."

Did she just want to call herself Queen?
(End of this chapter)