"Has Liu Xi gone crazy from poverty? Does he really think he's the Son of Heaven and everyone has to give in to him and help him? "
Jiang Pengji was full of confidence, but the public opinion was not optimistic about her plan.
Most of them were pessimistic, and some were sarcastic.
"Who knows? She's now the one who holds the final say in Dongqing. Won't she be allowed to be arrogant for a few days? "
This topic had become the favorite topic of gossip recently. Regardless of whether it was a peddler or a student, they would only be satisfied if they gave some advice.
Someone said, "Merchants pursue profits, and their bones reek of money. They can still hear the sound of money if they throw it into the water. What benefits do the people who contribute to the construction of a branch of the Golden Scale Academy get? Tsk, all the good reputation and merits are taken by others! "
Someone mocked, "How much silver does it take to build an academy? If it were me, even if I have so much money in my hands, I'd rather bury it for my descendants. How can there be such a simple-minded person in the world? "
Someone said, "Who knows, maybe there really are some people who have lost a piece of their brains and are willing to pay for the sake of flattery?"
Someone else said, "How much does it cost to build an academy? According to the rules of the Golden Scale Academy, it should cost more than a hundred thousand strings of coins, right? The expenses of the students in the Golden Scale Academy are huge. Who can afford to support hundreds of students? Let's not talk about writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. They have three meals a day of meat, two vegetables, and one soup. They have three sets of clothes for each season of the year and 100 coins of pocket money every month … Ordinary people only eat meat during festivals. It takes three years to sew and mend a set of clothes … Who is willing to be a fool and pay to support these students who can eat so much? "
The common people were pessimistic. Some gentry who disliked Jiang Pengji also looked on coldly from the sidelines.
Everyone had the same goal. They were all waiting to see Jiang Pengji make a fool of herself.
Unbeknownst to them, there were already many rich people who wanted to kneel down and beg Jiang Pengji with money.
However, they had no way out and could only be anxious.
No matter how big their business was, they were still the lowest class of merchants.
Jiang Pengji was a feudal lord. How could ordinary people meet her whenever they wanted?
They had to think of a way even if they had no other way!
There were only two spots. If they were too slow and someone else got it before them, they would beat them to it!
Everyone used all kinds of martial arts. Some used their connections to find a way out, while others were in a favorable position. They turned their attention to the children who were studying again.
They didn't have any official connections, but their children were studying in the Golden Scale Academy. There were many second generations of officials in the academy!
As long as Fengyi and the others went back and learned from their relatives, it would be equivalent to informing Jiang Pengji.
Because the Golden Scale Academy implemented full-time education, they could only meet their children once a month. If parents wanted to meet their children, they had to make an appointment in advance.
Thus, the following situation occurred.
"Father, what are you doing? I don't lack food in the Academy, and the Academy doesn't allow students to wear private clothes, so I don't need them. "
The daughter looked at the small mountain of gift boxes behind her father and suddenly felt flattered.
She wasn't well-liked at home, so she didn't expect her father to care about her so much.
Her father said embarrassedly, "This is not for you … I want to ask, do you know those Langjun's wives?"
The daughter couldn't hide her disappointment, but she said, "What about the Langjun's wives? Who is Father referring to? "
"Naturally, it's the children of the big shots in Wanzhou. Aren't they all your classmates? You don't know them? "
The daughter was speechless.
The Golden Scale Academy was divided into different grades according to the age and progress of the students. The few that her father mentioned were all senior students, so how could they be considered classmates? At most, they could be considered schoolmates. Looking at this posture, she also knew that her father had a favor to ask and wanted her to be his matchmaker.
She said, "If Father has anything you want to ask them for help, I can give it a try, but don't give them gifts or bribes."
Her father panicked and reprimanded her, "This is called the way of the world, how can it be called bribery? What does a little girl know! "
The daughter said, "The way of the world shouldn't be given to a few students. It's easy to ruin their reputation, and they most likely won't accept it."
Her father choked, but he had to admit that his daughter's words made sense.
Giving gifts was the way of the world. To put it bluntly, it was also bribery and corruption. They might not necessarily lack such gifts.
The daughter asked him, "Father, why are you looking for them?"
"There's news that the Duke of Lanting wants to establish a branch of the Golden Scale Academy. I think that my family is quite rich, so I might as well donate one and become an honorary dean. After a few years, wouldn't the students who graduate from the branch be grateful for this favor? This will be good for our family. " Her father said, "Your eldest brother is mediocre, and your second brother is useless. In the family, you're the only one who's more promising, but you're a girl. I'm afraid that after a hundred years, they won't be able to protect their family business. Now that they can plan more, they'll have a guarantee in the future. "
Merchants had money but no power or influence, so they often had to find ways to rely on others.
Although they had great wealth, they didn't have the ability to protect it. If their descendants were more prodigal and their relatives were more eccentric, they would be lonely within three generations.
The current world wasn't peaceful. Without a backer, even a mountain of gold and silver could be robbed clean.
"I can give it a try, but I can't guarantee that it'll work."
Although they were students of the same academy, and those few were amiable and approachable, they wouldn't fight with ordinary students.
How to pass the message … She had to think carefully.
Compared to using connections to go through the back door, this method was efficient and convenient. How many middlemen would be saved?
Feng Yi became the target of many people, so he told his father Feng Zhen about it.
Feng Zhen teased his son with a smile.
"Those people are so stingy, so stingy. Don't they all say that they're rich, but they don't give any benefits when they ask for help … So immature! "
Feng Yi said, "Accepting bribes and breaking the rules, how will my classmates look at me in the future?"
Feng Zhen wanted to laugh, but Wan Xiu 'er tapped his hand with her fan, telling him to take it easy.
It wasn't easy for the old Feng family to raise such a good son. They couldn't let Feng Zhen ruin his future.
Feng Zhen wasn't serious either, so he took the opportunity to touch her hand, which made Wan Xiu 'er roll her eyes.
"With your personality, you should be a censor in the future. You'll definitely offend everyone you meet."
He was such a perfect romantic, so why did he have such a dull and insensible son?
Feng Yi said, "A censor is not bad."
In the future, he would have to report to his father every day. Who asked him to be covered with lice?
All the families waited anxiously for a reply. Only Jiang Pengji, the big winner, sat there calmly.
She sent people to collect information about the families' backgrounds and property evaluations. She looked at them one by one.
The salted fish audience also accompanied her in her careful selection. After a long time, a certain salted fish raised a question.
Eat Hotpot Tonight: "Didn't you say that the highest bidder wins? Streamer, you're trying to make a private deal."
Jiang Pengji said, "Do I look like someone who will bend over for five buckets of rice? On the surface, it's an auction, but money doesn't get you the right to bid. If the person who spends a lot of money to buy a spot is a black-hearted businessman, won't I be harming the people and tarnishing my own reputation? "
She said it boldly and confidently, as if she regarded money as dirt. If the salted fish didn't know her well, he would have been deceived by her acting.
Besides, was that five buckets of rice?
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