Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 339 Master, Senior Brother Wu Ming Can't Keep It
"Running a school?"

Hua Jingyun was taken aback by Wen Mianmian's proposal, and then began to think quickly about the possibility of setting up an academy.

Wen Mianmian rubbed her little hands, feeling hot in her heart, and began to passionately tell her thoughts.

"Choose a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, hire a group of well-educated gentlemen, and recruit hundreds of students."

"As long as the students from poor families have great potential, they can enter the school without taking courses, and focus on scientific examinations, and the reputation of the college will be established due to the results of scientific examinations."

"Then set up many subjects, such as learning accounting, learning the art of war, etc., so that the students of the college can be found in all walks of life."

"We can provide the best learning environment, the best teachers, and the best conditions. Of course, training is also more expensive."

"The so-called ten-year tree, one-hundred-year tree man, this is a long-term plan, you think about it, and pull your brothers to do it together."

Hua Jingyun was very moved, especially moved, because from the Six Arts Museum, he could see the desire of the people in Kyoto for knowledge.

The emergence of newspapers stimulated people's desire for literacy, and the selection of young talents let people know that other things besides books are equally important. Then a college came into being at this time, from enlightenment to scientific examinations were completed in the same college. Searching for famous teachers everywhere, no need to choose a good college on the basis of love.

A college can meet all the needs of a student from enlightenment to scientific examination, so it should still be popular, right?
He looked at Wen Mianmian very seriously, "I will think about this matter carefully."

The academy and the Six Arts Hall are two different things, there are too many involved, he needs time.

Wen Mianmian is not in a hurry, she just suddenly thought of this matter and thinks it can be done, and even if it is done, she will not take the lead, she doesn't like these complicated interpersonal business.

"I'm not very interested in this matter. When will the Jiangnan newspaper open? Can the oiran be chosen?"

Hua Jingyun pulled her to sit on his lap, "So obsessed with choosing the oiran?"

Wen Mianmian hooked his neck, "It's great to see beauties and make money at the same time. If it's done, it must be a grand occasion."

Hua Jingyun pinched the fleshy waist of her waist, "Mr. Lan will be able to take people to Jiangnan next month. I have already told him that the selection contest for Jiangnan oiran will be officially held in the second month after the newspaper opens. At that time, I will take people to Jiangnan. You go around."

Wen Mianmian's eyes lit up all of a sudden, it's a good thing to be able to travel, "Don't go back on your word."

The two of them were swaying, Qingfeng hesitated at the door and still called out to disturb, saying that it was Yunyang who had come.

Yunyang's spirit was not very good, and after careful questioning, he found out that General Zhang was getting worse, and the old lady Zhang collapsed in worry, and she just invited the imperial doctor this morning, and she was temporarily stabilized.

"I still want to ask, is there any news?"

Wen Mianmian sighed, and could only shake her head, "Sister-in-law, you know, if there is news, I will definitely find you as soon as possible."

Yun Yang frowned, "I know, it is."

Always looking forward to some miracle, if her grandfather and grandmother are really bad, there will really be no one in the grandfather's house.

Wen Mianmian sat next to her, "I've been watching this matter. I wanted to go to Zhang's grandpa, but I was afraid that they would become hopeful when they saw me, but I didn't hear anything from me. Wouldn't I disappoint them even more?"

"But I believe that no matter how long it takes, news will come back."

Yunyang got up and smiled, "I also believe that my grandfather and my uncle have fought in the battlefield for many years, protecting the people of one side, and God will not let the Zhang family die like this, right? They will definitely find of."

What she didn't say was that his grandfather was occasionally confused, saying that he had committed too many murders on the battlefield, which was retribution and punishment from heaven.

Grandmother eats fast and recites Buddha in the mansion when she has nothing to do. She only asks for God's mercy to let the Zhang family have a trace of blood.

"I'm a little tired, let's go back and rest for a while."

Looking at her back, Wen Mianmian was very worried, but she didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only leave a long sigh.

At the same time, the missing person notice issued by the newspaper was being circulated in Wangjing City, six hundred miles away from the capital. Most people would sigh for a while when they saw the amount of reward offered, and then regretted putting it down. They couldn't earn the money.

"Master, it's not good."

A little Taoist boy saw a missing person notice on the wall, and tore it off quickly while no one was around, shouting while running, if Wen Mianmian was here, he would be able to recognize the little Taoist leader Tonger at a glance.

It turned out that the two masters and apprentices left the palace and rushed here after finishing their work. Fifty miles away from Wangjing City is where their Taoist temple is located.

Daoist Yuan Wu, who was walking in front, had no choice but to stop, "Tong'er, Master is very good, please don't make bad mouths."

Tong'er didn't care about these things, he stuffed the flyer in his master's arms, "Master, please take a look, Brother Wuming will lose it."

Yuan Wudao took a look, then turned his head and swept the walls on both sides, "Ouch!"

I really can't keep it.

When were these things posted?
An old man passing by stepped forward and looked at the leaflet in Taoist Yuan Wu's hand, feeling over and over again, "Ten thousand taels of silver reward, you have to take a closer look, if there is news, you don't have to worry about it in your next life~"

Daoist Yuan Wu hurriedly asked, "Old man, when was this posted?"

"Just a few days ago, I heard that it came out of Kyoto, and it was posted in every city, covering the sky and covering the sky. I heard from the person who posted this, that there may be thousands of copies, and the lost child may belong to a rich family."

The old man took a closer look at Daoist Yuan Wu, said 'Ouch', and hurriedly said: "You are a Taoist priest, you should have a Taoist temple, take it back, the person who posted it said that this is related to the Taoist alchemy case a few years ago , This child was lost at that time, maybe the old Taoist master in the Taoist temple knew it, this is 1 taels, and it is [-] taels to send the person to Kyoto."

"Bodhisattva, I have never seen so much silver in my life."

The old man smacked his lips, looked at Taoist Priest Yuan Wu carefully, and also looked at Tong'er, then shook his head, "The child is eighteen."

Suddenly he patted his thigh, "Oh, it's hard to tell what happened back then. The government should let the officials check all the priests of this age in the nearby Taoist temples, maybe they can find someone."

Speaking of which, the old man seemed to be a few years younger, and walked away briskly.

Daoist Yuan Wu felt a little dizzy, so he came to the door of the house. If this old man is thinking about money, he will be found out sooner or later.

Tong'er swallowed, "Master, is the yamen really going to the Taoist temple for investigation?"

Daoist Yuan Wu hurriedly put away the flyer, "Go, go back quickly."

Really, I am so sad.

　After thinking about it, it's still three o'clock, hahahahahaha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)