When the yellow-faced administrator saw Su Li's immature face, he was so shocked that he almost choked. After a while, he calmed down and stared at her. He said incredulously, "She, the lecturer?!
Ning Qing immediately signaled Su Li with her eyes. Su Li took out a brand-new jade token with the words "Su Li" written on it and the unique engraving of the Qinghe Girls' School. It couldn't be fake.
"It turns out that you are Su Li, the one chosen by the satrap!"
The yellow-faced administrator was suddenly enlightened, and then he showed a meaningful expression. This matter had long been spread in the school. Many people were not convinced that Su Li was the youngest lecturer in the history of the school.
However, these contradictions couldn't be controlled by a small administrator. She took Su Li's token and quickly completed the admission examination formalities for Mei Ruohan.
Mei Ruohan and Guo stayed here. Ning Qing passed through the teaching area and took Su Li to a temporary courtyard to settle down.
After sitting down, Ning Qing finally said, "Your identity as a lecturer was given by the satrap himself. So, it's no problem for you to recommend Mei Ruohan. But the subject you are going to teach … is very problematic. "
"So, this is the reason why I live in a temporary courtyard?" Su Li pointed at the words on the door.
Ning Qing secretly thought that this woman was so careful. Then she nodded and said, "The examination for you will begin tomorrow morning. Don't lose my father's face. You should at least show that you are excellent in one aspect. I heard that you have good attainments in embroidery. It's better to show it tomorrow."
Su Li nodded slightly to show that she understood.
"Next, I will tell you the rules of the school. In fact, as a lecturer, there are few rules, but … "Ning Qing pointed at the high wall in the distance," You can't go there! "
Su Li looked along the direction and couldn't help but ask, "What is that place?"
"It's the martial arts field!!" Ning Qing raised her eyebrows and said, "The Qinghe Girls' School is not a small place like the Muyang School. It occupies half of the west city. Do you think that it only teaches poetry and female workers? You can read the details in this booklet. It should have been sent to you by a special person. I will give it to you by the way. "
Su Li took a thick booklet and nodded to thank her. She was not familiar with the people and the place, so she needed to figure out the distribution of the Qinghe School. Ning Qing roughly explained and left a lot of needlework for Su Li to practice. Then she left. She had done her best.
Mammy Li was busy making the bed. Although she would only stay here for one night, she wanted to make the miss as comfortable as possible.
Su Li opened the booklet and read it quietly.
The Qinghe School deserved to be the first school in the Qinghe Province. It was divided into two schools, the Girls' School and the Boys' School. Then it was further divided into two branches, the Civil School and the Military School. Learning the Civil School to be an official was a test of the brain. The most important thing in learning martial arts was one's root and talent. Of course, they also had to learn culture. If they could master both the pen and the sword, they would be heavily nurtured by the academy and enter the Special First Academy.
Students who graduated from the Institute of Martial Arts would usually enter various violent organizations in the imperial court or enter the military. There were also those who were not outstanding who were hired by their families to become instructors or guards.
For children from poor families, there were no big wars now, but there were constant small-scale wars. It was faster for them to enter the military. If they could show enough potential in military strategy, they might even be promoted three levels and quickly climb up the status.
The reason why Ning Qing didn't let Su Li go to the martial arts field was that there were often people who practiced martial arts. Although the students in the Girls' School of Martial Arts were female, some of them were more terrible than male students. Swords had no eyes. If they were accidentally hurt, it would be fatal.
After roughly understanding the distribution, Su Li had lunch and learned about the various types of courses in the Girls' School.
Ning Yunzhi fulfilled her wish and let her become a lecturer. She could come here to read rare books. Of course, she couldn't waste too much time on teaching.
There were many courses in the Girls' School. The Muyang Girls' School only had literature, embroidery and women's morality. The Qinghe Girls' School was divided into courses such as literature, calligraphy, embroidery, morality, zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette, medicine and cooking.
The Qinghe Girls' School knew that learning was not proficient. Therefore, the new students could only choose one course to learn each year. After learning to a certain level, they could take the examination. After passing, they could choose the next course.
This method was similar to what her husband taught her in the previous life.
Zither, chess, calligraphy and painting were definitely not good. Although her husband taught her a lot in the previous life and she gained a lot in Jianghu later, her foundation was still too shallow. Moreover, she didn't want to hand over what her husband taught her.
Literature was easy to get thirsty. No!
Calligraphy was easy to have problems if the handwriting was too exposed. No!
Morality was the same as literature. No!
Cooking was contrary to her upcoming plan. No!
Su Li shook her head again and again. Finally, her eyes fell on the last name. She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. She didn't expect that she would choose this one in the end.
In the morning of the next day, a manservant came to the temporary courtyard to wait. Su Li followed him to a spacious teaching room. As soon as she entered the door, she attracted dozens of eyes.
At the same time, the sound of discussion in the room disappeared completely. It was silent.
Su Li glanced around the room and saw a large circular platform in the center of the room with a radius of 100 square meters. The seats around the platform were full of people. There were men and women, old and young. They were all over 25 years old and wore different colors of the Qinghe School's lecturers' uniforms.
Su Li counted roughly and found that there were more than 50 people.
Ning Qing sat among them and was secretly shocked. There were only more than 70 lecturers in the entire Qinghe Girls' School of Literature. Now, more than half of them came! When she came here, there were only more than 20 people who came to see her.
Su Li's age was really too attractive.
At this moment, the white-haired old lady sitting in the middle of the seats saw Su Li calmly walking to the middle of the field with a calm expression. She couldn't help but nod slightly. Just this presence alone was enough to make her peers feel ashamed. It must be known that when she was only fifteen years old, she was still a little girl who only knew how to read books and didn't know the ways of the world.
"My daughter, Su Li, greets the lecturers of the Qinghe Girls' School!"
Su Li's voice was clear and resounded in the whole field. Many people were amazed, but more people were still doubtful and expressionless.
"Su Li, I am Wen Ruomin, the dean of the Qinghe Girls' School. Today, I will preside over the subject test for you. Do you have a favorite course? If you put it forward by yourself, we can save a procedure. "
Wen Ruomin's voice was kind. She got a lot of news from Qing Ning. Su Li's attainments in literature and embroidery were good, but she didn't know whether she could reach the level of teaching and educating people.
Su Li nodded slightly and said, "I choose embroidery."
Hearing this, Ning Qing was relieved. This girl finally had some self-awareness and didn't choose literature. The dean's attainments in literature were unfathomable. It would be difficult to test literature.
But it didn't mean that it was easy to test embroidery. Among the lecturers, at least three were top embroidery artificers. Their embroidery works could be sold at a sky-high price in the auction house.
Wen Ruomin was slightly disappointed when she heard Su Li's words. But she quickly calmed down and said loudly, "Feng Qingru is here. You can give Su Li a test."
Feng Qingru?!
Su Li's pupils shrank and she turned around. She saw a young woman in a fiery red dress stood up. She had a beautiful face and a pair of slanted eyes, which made her very charming.
At this moment, Feng Qingru looked at Su Li with a little dissatisfaction because she was also a genius embroidery artificer. She said loudly, "Su Li, since you can stand here and ask to test embroidery skills, you must be a top embroidery artificer! Every top embroidery artificer has advanced embroidery skills that she is good at. Why don't you show me your advanced embroidery skills? "
Hearing this, many embroidery artificers were surprised and couldn't help whispering.
The difficulty of the embroidery lecturer's test was far less than what Feng Qingru said. The advanced embroidery skills were too difficult and not every top embroidery artificer could master them. More senior embroidery artificers became top embroidery artificers by practicing their skills and practicing their skills.
Feng Qingru became a top embroidery artificer at such a young age because of her advanced embroidery skills.
However, Su Li was too young. Even if she knew the advanced embroidery skills, she couldn't reach the standard of the test. If she showed them, she probably couldn't pass the test.
Su Li smiled bitterly. She was facing the master who taught her the embroidery skills in the last life. But in this life, they met here and inexplicably became rivals. The fate after her rebirth really made her speechless.
"Qingru, don't make trouble." Wen Ruomin couldn't help but scold her with a stern face. Before she finished her words, she heard Su Li's voice, "I accept Lecturer Feng's test!"
Hearing this, all the lecturers, including Qing Ning, were stunned. Qing Ning even showed a little anxiety on her face. She remembered that in the Muyang Girls' School, Su Li showed that her basic embroidery skills reached the standard of a top embroidery artificer. Why couldn't she be provoked and directly agreed?!
Her father praised Su Li for being calm and not impulsive. She was really angry!
"You accept?"
Wen Ruomin was also a little unhappy. She thought that Su Li was too arrogant. This time, she could make Su Li suffer. She said, "In this case, arrange it. Put on the embroidery board!"
As soon as Wen Ruomin finished her words, two manservants immediately came up and put the embroidery board in front of Su Li. At the same time, they handed the needlework box.
Su Li threaded the needle and looked focused. She seemed to hear Feng Qingru's gentle exhortations in the previous life. Feng Qingru taught her the skill of the Threaded Flower Needle.
At that time, Feng Qingru was in her thirties and was already the first embroidery artificer in the Qinghe Province.
Now, she wanted to show Feng Qingru's excellent embroidery skills in the previous life to Feng Qingru, who was in her early twenties.
Thinking of this, Su Li's eyes were clear. She pricked the first needle, the second needle … Her needling skills were getting faster and faster. She was very clear about what she wanted to do.
The whole room was quiet for fear of affecting Su Li's embroidery. Seeing Su Li's fast needling skills, the embroidery artificer couldn't help but shake her head slightly. The advanced embroidery skill was not the basic embroidery skill. She needed to consider every stitch. If she made a mistake, she couldn't make up for it. This was also the most prominent difficulty of the advanced embroidery skill. Su Li's first performance had violated a big taboo.
Feng Qingru snorted in her heart. Su Li was still a little girl with an impatient temper. How could the advanced embroidery skill be like this? She had thought that there was a rival in the school, but she didn't expect that she was an idiot.
"What?"
Suddenly, Feng Qingru's pupils shrank and she was shocked. She saw Su Li's wrist shake. That rhythm …
"Her hand shook. She's finished."
Many senior embroidery artificers who didn't see through it felt pity. They hadn't seen any advanced tactical matrix of Han Embroidery needed to shake the wrist. Su Li must have made a mistake. If there was a mistake in the advanced tactical matrix, how could she continue?
"Well, stop. What are you embroidering for?!"
In the crowd, a middle-aged woman shouted impatiently. Her voice was extremely harsh.
Su Li was suddenly disturbed. Her fingers trembled violently. She pricked her fingertip and a drop of blood came out. She breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't stab the needle. Because of the disturbance just now, her needle deviated. If she pricked it, she would lose everything.
When the middle-aged woman saw Su Li pricked her finger, she laughed in her heart. Su Li couldn't help being frightened. When she was about to reprimand Su Li with her identity, she suddenly heard a thunderous shout.
"Wu Shuqin, what are you doing?!"
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