steal light

After the banquet, Yu Wenlan left Jiang Shu and his party alone, rewarding Jiang Shu and his Jiang family's cronies with no problem, and finally Yu Wenlan stayed in front of Ye Donglan.

The Jiang family was already blessed by the Heavenly family, and it was easier to control the level of rewards, but Ye Donglan, a down-to-earth boy from a poor family, climbed up the mountains of swords and seas of fire with his hard bones, and couldn't find a suitable position for the bestowing official, so he was rewarded with gold and silver. Too rash, Yu Wenlan pursed her lips, "I heard from Jiang Shu earlier that you are brave and good at fighting, and you have a passion for serving the country. Now that you have made meritorious service and come before me, what reward do you want?"

"A man should serve his country, but a young general doesn't ask for rewards," Ye Donglan saluted, "I only ask for one thing."

"The young general wants to study."

Yu Wenlan raised his eyebrows, this was a new thing, he did not ask for rewards for his meritorious deeds after a narrow escape, but only wanted to study, he was surprised how many poor children could not find a way out after studying hard for many years.

Jiang Shu explained, "Donglan was going to Beijing two years ago to take the exam, but he joined the army when he encountered a change in the road, and he never gave up his studies. He is a book lover."

"Reading is a good thing." Yu Wenlan nodded, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

"This age is suitable for entering an official school. What does Jiang Aiqing think?"

Jiang Shu laughed, "The gentlemen of the government school are all knowledgeable, it is good for Donglan to be guided by them, but..."

Official schools, as the name suggests, are colleges run by the government. The Dasheng hierarchy has always been strict. The children of the nobles receive a good education and can easily enter the officialdom based on their family status. The weather is generally difficult, no one runs a school among the people, and the children of poor families have to study hard on their own, or they are lucky enough to meet a learned scholar from the country, but it is not easy to pass the exam for the children of the nobles who have been carefully taught.

Even if Ye Donglan had to enter a government school, he would have a hard time living in a government school where aristocratic children who have been influenced by class concepts since childhood gather together.

"Just what?" Yu Wenlan waved her hand, then looked at Yu Wenzhe, who was also left behind just now, and kept silent, "What does Zhe'er think?"

Yu Wenzhe pursed his lips, "If you want to study, the official school is the first, but it still depends on Ye Gongzi's thoughts."

Knowing that her youngest son has always been tactful, Yu Wenlan smiled, "Then I will make the decision for him. Let's go to school after rest."

Jiang Shu frowned and looked at Ye Donglan. Ye Donglan didn't understand the situation, so he just saluted and thanked him, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

Jiang Shu also saluted, and the group bid farewell to Yu Wenlan.

In the carriage, Ye Donglan remained silent, and Jiang Shu was still worried, "Donglan, the official school is not just a school, it's full of young masters and ladies from various families, and the forces of the various families are very mixed, you..."

Ye Donglan's eyes moved slightly, and he raised a window kerchief to look at the noisy market streets. The streets of Kyoto are wide and clean, far more lively than Yangcheng's.

Ye Donglan just wanted to find a place to continue his studies. Whether it was a private school or a government school was not important to him. Since Yu Wenzhe said that studying in a government school was good, he would go to a government school, no matter what the environment was.

"Donglan, Ah Zhe is not from the same world as you, or even me. Now he doesn't remember it. I hope you know how to treat him best."

Best for Yu Wenzhe, and best for Ye Donglan himself.

Ye Donglan bent his lips, "Donglan knows."

All Jiang Shu's instructions were choked, and Ye Donglan's indifference made him at a loss for what to say, and he could only remain silent in the end.

Ye Donglan was still looking out of the window, the sky was getting dark, the roadside vendors were busy closing their stalls, the shops lit up lights here and there, and the warm yellow flames flickered, Ye Donglan seemed to see the night reading in the barracks Yu Wenzhe, everything is so close at hand.

He knew that he and Yu Wenzhe were not from the same world. He felt that Azhe was like a banished fairy two years ago, and he was a despicable mortal who peeped at the gods, but he just wanted to steal a ray of light from the gods to illuminate his world .