The outsider heard it and asked in surprise, "What Golden Scale Academy?"
The peddler straightened his chest and said proudly, "It's an academy built by our prefecture magistrate."
The outsider was also a scholar from a poor family who came because of its reputation. He had noticed the little girl in the red coat early on.
After all, dyeing techniques were very low nowadays. The brighter the color, the more expensive it was. Those who could afford to wear such a bright red coat must be rich and extraordinary. Seeing that there was no servant by the girl's side, his sense of justice was triggered. He was afraid that someone would kidnap the child, so he stopped for a while.
The person asked the peddler doubtfully, "When did the prefecture magistrate of Liu build an academy?"
Didn't he just build Golden Scale Pavilion?
"It was built a month ago. It's a place for children to study."
It turned out to be a private school to teach children.
Little did they know that it was not an ordinary private school.
The reason for the establishment of Golden Scale Academy could be traced back to a few months ago.
Yuan Jing, Cheng Cheng, Feng Ren, and two other highly respected scholars formed the initial teaching material compilation team.
However, the teaching materials they compiled were too obscure for adults, let alone for children to learn.
Jiang Pengji directly rejected their first version of the plan. She mentioned it unintentionally, prompting them to have the idea of opening an academy for children. They were knowledgeable, so they naturally felt that the beginner's teaching material was extremely shallow. However, children without any foundation would not understand.
If they could not let the children understand, wouldn't their beginner's teaching material be useless?
After careful consideration, they wanted to find a group of young children and test the beginner's teaching material on them.
To put it bluntly, they would be lab rats.
Jiang Pengji was happy to see it happen. She waved her hand and allocated land for them. She connected the original residences and turned them into an academy.
She was too lazy to think of the name of the academy, so she directly used the name Golden Scale Pavilion.
As for the source of students, Jiang Pengji was not worried.
She directly selected children of suitable age from the orphans of the fallen soldiers. There were not only boys but also girls.
This decision caused a few scholars to object, but Jiang Pengji shut their mouths with righteousness.
She said, "They are all orphans of heroes. What's the difference in their identities? Some of the soldiers died young and had only one daughter. Their fathers fought for me. How can I treat their descendants differently because of their gender? Wouldn't it disappoint people if this got out? "
Now that he said it, it seemed to make sense.
After several rounds of careful selection, the first batch of students of the Golden Scale Academy had been selected.
Their average age ranged from five to seven years old. There were a hundred boys and a hundred girls.
When Feng Zhen heard about this, he hurriedly made a scene with Jiang Pengji and stuffed his son inside.
He was far away in Chongzhou and wouldn't be able to return to Wanzhou for the next few years. He couldn't keep letting his son study by himself, could he?
If he had companions of the same age to study with him, perhaps it would make him more lively?
Moreover, the first batch of lab rats … Pfft, the first batch of students would definitely be taught by highly respected old scholars, such as Yuanjing.
As it turned out, Feng Zhen was right. The teacher really did have the Mirror of the Deep Abyss!
Jiang Pengji took the opportunity to give them some advice. The children should be divided into classes according to their age and learning progress.
Previously, they had already mentioned the division of subjects. Now that they were going to be divided into classes and grades, it was not difficult for Yuan Jing and the others to accept it.
In fact, dividing the students into classes was more efficient and targeted than letting all the students study together.
After all that, Jiang Pengji suggested to make uniform clothing for the children.
Master Yuanjing was speechless.
Why didn't he realize that this student was so good at making trouble?
When he asked for the reason, she answered.
"It's neat and uniform. It's comfortable to look at."
It was a very good and powerful reason.
Master Yuanjing wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he let Jiang Pengji do it.
Anyway, she was the one paying for the expenses. What was he worried about?
Jiang Pengji let Xu Ke and Fengjin be in charge of the school uniforms. She found a tailor to measure each student's figure.
"What's missing? What's missing? Oh right, the school badge! "
Jiang Pengji was inspired. She designed the boys' and girls' uniforms. She even drew five flowers made of scales.
Looking at the ready-made clothes made by the embroidery mother, Xu Ke almost couldn't control the primitive power in his body.
What was the experience of having a squandering lord?
One could tell by looking at his current state.
His lord wasn't spending money. She was throwing it away!
The school uniform and the identity badge were equivalent to two months' worth of food for an ordinary family of four.
However, in all fairness, the school uniform that his lord mentioned was quite nice.
The school uniform was blue and white. The collar was embroidered with an exquisite and elegant school badge. Every student was also given an identity badge.
The basic information of the students was engraved on the front of the badge. On the north side was the school badge designed by Jiang Pengji. The bottom was engraved with cloud patterns.
After choosing a good day, 200 students worshiped the portrait of their master and officially enrolled in the school.
They learned literature in the morning and martial arts in the afternoon.
The contents of the boys' and girls' classes were the same in the morning. It was all in the beginner's textbooks. It was different in the afternoon.
The boys learned riding and shooting, while the girls learned the techniques of physical training, grappling, and needlework.
The morning arrangements were for them to enter the school at a quarter to five in the morning and leave at a quarter to five in the afternoon. The afternoon arrangements were for them to enter the school at a quarter to five in the morning and leave at a quarter to five in the afternoon. If the children lived far away or had difficulties, the academy would also provide dormitories and meals.
For this reason, Jiang Pengji specially transferred a good-tempered corporal from the military camp to be a martial arts instructor for the boys.
She also asked Jiang Nongqin to transfer a few outstanding and patient female soldiers from the female camp to be the instructors for the girls.
The techniques of physical training that the girls learned were the physical training techniques that Jiang Pengji had improved for the female soldiers.
The children were still young and very malleable.
When this batch of children grew up and the outside world saw the effects of the teaching, the girls' class in the Golden Scale Academy could truly gain a foothold.
The blue and white school uniforms that these children wore gradually became a familiar symbol to the people of Xiangyang District.
Wei Jingxian, who had finished her official duties for the day, returned home. As soon as she entered the main hall, she saw the boy from Feng Zhen's family reprimanding Changsheng rigidly.
Changsheng, who was dressed in red, still had her head lowered. She stuck out her tongue and licked the bee sugar coating on the outside of the hawthorn fruit until it was wet.
What situation was this?
"You can't leave the manor as you wish in the future. There are more and more outsiders and the security in the district is not as good as before."
"Changsheng has a wet nurse."
After saying that, she slurped again. Sparkling saliva hung from the corner of her mouth. The sugar coating on the hawthorn fruit in her hand had also been licked away.
"That won't do."
It was still dangerous for the elderly, the weak, women, and children to encounter sudden incidents.
Changsheng pouted, tears quickly gathered in her watery eyes. After a while, she cried out loud.
Wei Jingxian laughed and carried Changsheng up from the table. She said to Feng Yi, "Changsheng is pestering you again?"
Feng Yi shook his head.
"You can only blame Changsheng for not being sensible and delaying your studies."
Feng Yi said, "The teacher's teachings are very simple."
It was not considered a delay.
No matter what, he was a child who started learning at the age of three and was personally taught by Feng Zhen.
Feng Yi had a solid foundation. The content that the teacher taught was not difficult for him. Therefore, he still sought additional homework from the teacher during his spare time.
Feng Yi: "I love learning. Learning makes me happy."
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