Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

Wanlu Academy is located on a street next to West Street. Unlike the bustling West Street, which is mainly commercial, this street is mostly filled with academies, bookstores, hospitals, yamen, etc., so it is relatively quiet.

There are three academies located on this street, and Wanlu Academy is the most famous one.

Most of the talented students in and around the capital were selected through examinations to enter Wanlu Academy, while in the other two academies, only those who could afford Shuxiu could study there. The atmosphere of the academies was naturally very different.

As she walked in, Qiao Ran saw a steady stream of people signing up for the other two academies, all of them looking relaxed. After paying the money, they could wait for the semester to start.

There was also a long queue at the entrance of Wanlu Academy at the end of the street, but those people looked a little solemn, maybe because they were worried that they would not be able to get in even if they applied.

When Qiao Ran and the others arrived, many luxurious carriages were already parked at the entrance of the academy.

The young master, who looked very wealthy in his attire, was either sitting in the carriage and watching his servants queue up, or he was lining up in person to show his sincerity. It seemed that the wealthy families in the capital also wanted to send their children to the palace. Wanlu Academy.

Among these luxurious carriages and wealthy people, there are also many students from ordinary families wearing dusty or even patched coarse cloth clothes, riding on donkey carts or walking by themselves.

From a distance, Qiao Ran asked the driver to stop the carriage.

"Uncle Zhou, thank you for taking us here. There are too many carriages in front of us. My fourth uncle and I should just walk there! I'm so sorry to bother you all the time. Just send us here. My fourth uncle and I will go there later You can walk or rent a carriage to go back."

In order to prevent the city gate guards from interrogating the carriage, Housekeeper Zhou used the carriage that the master of the mansion used when traveling, bearing the mark of the mansion.

And even without markings, this carriage was so luxurious that it attracted the attention of many passers-by along the way.

Qiao Ran didn't want her fourth uncle to become a famous figure before entering the academy, so she decided to keep a low profile and walk over.

Butler Zhou looked at his uncle and nephew who were wearing very ordinary clothes, then looked at the luxuriously decorated carriage, and nodded:

"Then, Girl Qiao, I will send you here. I will go back to the house first, and I will send another carriage to take you back later."

Qiao Ran declined gratefully: "Uncle Zhou, thank you! But there's no need to trouble you! After registering later, my fourth uncle and I will go shopping and buy some things. I don't know how long it will take. It's not good. Let the coachman wait. We will rent a carriage and go back then."

Anyway, it's difficult to get into the city, but it's easy to get out of the city. Just rent a horse-drawn carriage or donkey cart and send it to the entrance of the mountain road into Devil's Valley.

Seeing her insistence on refusing, Housekeeper Zhou had no choice but to nod: "Okay, please pay attention to your safety. If anything happens, go to me or Shopkeeper Chen."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhou! I understand."

The two of them bid farewell to Uncle Zhou, got off the carriage, and walked to the entrance of the academy mixed in with the crowd rushing towards Wanlu Academy.

There are four sets of tables and chairs at the entrance of the academy, and four masters are recording the information of registered students.

Qiao Ran looked at it, chose a group with a smaller number of people and moved faster, and pulled her fourth uncle to the back.

The number of people in front gradually decreased, and when it was about to be Qiao Ran's turn, Qiao Sihai, who was behind Qiao Ran, was suddenly bumped away by someone's shoulder.

Then the man who looked like a bumping guard respectfully invited a young man wearing a brocade robe and a jewel-encrusted brocade hat to the seat of Qiao Sihai's row.

"Why did you bump into me? This is my position, how could you cut in line so blatantly?"

Qiao Sihai stumbled and almost fell due to this sudden collision. He finally managed to regain his footing. He wanted to stand back in the team but found that his position had been taken by someone else. He angrily questioned the two people.

However, the young man who looked like a young master looked up at the sky and stared at the poor scholar with his nostrils, who he didn't even bother to talk to.

The tall guard snorted coldly and curled his lips disdainfully:

"What are you yelling about? Didn't you see that my young master wants to line up here? The young master wants your position because he wants to give you face, and you don't know how to cherish it? You really have no vision! You go back and line up again!"

Qiao Sihai looked at the young master with his nostrils pointing upward, and then at the muscular guard who was a head taller than him. He swallowed, but still spoke angrily:

"This is an academy, and students who read the books of sages are regardless of rank. Is this a place for you people to show off your status?"

Qiao Sihai raised his voice a little higher. Since these people wanted to bully others, he didn't have to reason with them.

Seeing that these two people did not dare to go directly to the front to jump in line, but cut in line at a place where there were still a few people in front and if they spoke softly, they would not disturb the master. It can be seen that they did not want to leave a bad impression on the master of the academy and prevent them from entering the academy. .

In this case, he is not afraid of being blamed by his master for being a person who queues up in an orderly manner.

Sure enough, as soon as Qiao Sihai's voice rose, the young man with his nostrils turned up in the air panicked and quickly turned his head to glare at Qiao Sihai.

The strong guard was also worried about messing up his young master's affairs. He glanced at him uneasily, then lowered his voice and warned fiercely: "You stinky poor man! Keep your voice down! If you ruin my young master's good deeds, I will kill you!" "

Qiao Sihai still glared back at the guard angrily, as if he would yell loudly for his master to judge if he didn't give up his position.

The guard knew that he couldn't push the man into a hurry at this time. It would be bad if he attracted the master's attention.

But he couldn't drag his young master to queue at the back, that would be too shameful.

He glared at the ungrateful poor scholar in front of him, took out a fifty-tael silver note from his arms, and patted it into Qiao Sihai's hand.

"Take it! My young master bought this seat. You go to the back and line up again!"

That arrogant look made people feel itchy just looking at him.

Being humiliated with money, Qiao Sihai's face turned red.

He was about to step forward to continue his argument when he caught a glimpse of his eldest niece winking at him.

Qiao Sihai immediately understood and stood beside him holding the banknote without saying anything.

The other students in line looked at this scene, some were gloating, some were angry but dared not speak, and some looked at Qiao Sihai with sympathy.

In this capital city, there is competition for power and wealth everywhere. Those who have no power can only be bullied and insulted at will by those who are rich and powerful.

The guard and the young master laughed proudly, thinking that they had finally taken care of the poor scholar and saved their own face.

However, the next moment, they watched a boy standing in front of them wave to the poor scholar who had occupied their seat. The man immediately ran forward and handed over his household registration documents. , let Master register.

The guards and the young master were dumbfounded. What is going on?