Chapter 342 Enrollment Begins ([-])

When Nanmenyue arrived at Jinxiufang, Qingyu had just laid down. During this time, he was responsible for taking care of the injured Jing Yibo. Although he was not very busy, he still had to worry about it.

Before turning off the lights, he vaguely heard the figure of someone slapping the doorknob outside the yard, accompanied by the sound of dogs barking, he put on a coat and got up, fumbled to light a lantern to open the door.

Walking to the gate, the knocking on the door was particularly loud. Through the door, he asked softly, "Who is it?" After all, he had offended the Wei family before, so he was very wary.

"It's me, your sister Yue'er, open the door for me."

A familiar voice came, Qingyu bit the lantern pole, freed both hands to pull down the latch, and when Nanmenyue drove the carriage inside, he bolted the door tightly again.

"It's so late, why are you here?" He came over holding a lantern, helped Nanmen Yue get out of the car, and felt a little strange when he touched her closely, and felt a little worried.

"Miss Yue'er, what happened?" He didn't know anything as he stayed at home.

Nanmenyue used his lantern to light the lantern in the yard, and replied indifferently: "It's nothing, just rushing to get some things, we need to use them tomorrow."

She started to toss around, pulled out a roll of white cloth, and began to cut it with scissors. She cut a long strip, and then spread it on the dyeing table, staring at the white cloth in a daze, so that people don't know her intentions.

"Miss Yue'er, what are you doing, let me help you."

Nanmenyue shook her head, dragged her jaw, and after thinking for a while, she began to fiddle with the fuel again: "Help me get a brush out of it, pick the biggest one." When I was doing embroidery last time, I specially bought a batch of brushes , varying in size and thickness, just right for use.

Qingyu went to get things in response, and after coming out of the house, she saw Nanmenyue busy for a while, as if she was writing and drawing on the white cloth.

She didn't ask him to help, so he could only watch it all the time, and when he saw half of it, he began to cover his mouth and take a nap, leaning on the chair unconsciously, and fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, the sky was dark and it was already crowing time. She rubbed her dry eyes and opened her eyes to get up. Nanmenyue was still busy there, her small body was covered by the warm yellow candlelight, which made people feel distressed.

Qingyu stretched her waist, got up, and walked towards her: "Miss Yue'er, what are you doing up all night without sleeping?" Looking down, the plain white cloth has become a colorful painting .

The most eye-catching thing is the big characters of "South Gate Academy Autumn Enrollment". It turns out that this is a banner, which is different from the banners he usually sees.

This painting not only has an eye-catching title, but also annotations, and several amusing small-scale paintings. Although the style of painting is concise, the subtitles extending from the heads of the characters are very interesting.

Qingyu opened her mouth and couldn't help but read along: "Mother, I'm going to Nanmen Academy too, and I want to study in the same academy as the number one scholar?"

"Miss Yue'er, why do you write a paragraph above everyone's head?" What is the main purpose of this?

After Nanmenyue completed the final coloring, she flexed her muscles and bones before responding: "This represents what they said. This is a dialogue between them." She explained, and hurriedly set up the banner of a hard night's work to be done .

"Go and wash your face, I'll go somewhere with you later." Without getting tired, she began to add some words to the banner.

The entire picture was praising Nanmen Academy, and he guessed that Nanmen Yue was going to start the academy, but he didn't know what the purpose of this banner was.

After washing up, the two went out in the dark with a banner, and rushed all the way to the courtyard.

Qingyu went down first, he didn't know what kind of medicine Nanmenyue sold in the gourd. After the list was released yesterday morning, many candidates had already returned home, and those who stayed in the first courtyard were only a few or three. If she still wanted to recruit students here , I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Nanmenyue got out of the car with the banner and handed it to Qingyu, with a letter on it: "Give it to Zeng Yansheng for me, everything that needs to be said is explained in the letter, just give it to him directly."

Qingyu took it suspiciously, looked at Nanmenyue, and then entered the Jidi courtyard. It was just dawn, and there were no figures who got up early and studied hard in the Jidi courtyard. It seemed a bit bleak at first glance.

He went directly to the apartment where Zeng Yansheng lived before, and heard that he won the first prize, but he has not yet been conferred, and he has to live in the original place until today.

Zeng Yansheng got up early, dressed neatly and waited in the house, waiting for the people from the court to pick him up. The people who shared the house with him had already returned home.

Suddenly there was only him left, somewhat lonely, when Qingyu pushed the door in, he was very surprised: "Brother, why did you come here so early."

He used to hold Qingyu's opinion of Qi Zhengyu because he was too close to him. He thought that with him around, the number one scholar would definitely be out of luck, but unexpectedly, Qingyu gave up the imperial examination halfway to go into business.

While laughing at his small belly, he also liked Qing Yu a little bit more. Although he came from a poor background, he envied his free and easy manner.

Qingyu handed him the things Nanmenyue gave him, and then said calmly: "Miss Yue'er asked me to bring it to you, I hope you can do me a favor, there is something she wants to say in the letter."

"Miss Yue'er is waiting for me outside. I have to leave. By the way, congratulations on winning the number one prize." He congratulated sincerely, turned and left the room.

Nanmenyue leaned on the carriage and waited for her. Her loneliness was obvious only when there was no one around. She accepted her fate, and the sudden bad news made her feel relieved.

She even thought angrily, if she died secretly, let Naqin Tinghan feel sad, and it would be best to be tortured for a while.

But this is just thinking about it, Qin Tinghan only has the word revenge in her eyes, if she and Qi Zhengyu hadn't curiously inquired about Qin Tinghan's past on the way to Guanyin Temple, she would not have understood his deep hatred for what.

The sound of Qingyu's approaching footsteps interrupted Nanmenyue's train of thought. She stood up straight and greeted Qingyu first, presumably pretending to be full of fighting spirit: "The first step has been completed, and the next step is to move on to the second step." Take two steps." She got into the carriage first.

The only thing I can do now is to live a fulfilling life before I die. It is best to earn a lot of money that will make Guo Kefu worry-free for the rest of her life. If she has the ability, she wants to find the Qi family and find Li Pangdun , Let their family reunite.

The carriage rattled away, and when Nanmen was free, she began to talk to Qingyu about the establishment of the academy. It was the autumn and she planned to recruit teenagers aged eight to 12. It was inevitable that Qingyu and Jing Yibo would come to help.

The way of embroidery and painting is currently impossible. Before they have other ideas, they must have something to do first, and they cannot live in desolation.

Now all the high hopes are pinned on Zeng Yansheng, success or failure only depends on it.

Although Nanmenyue's words were general, Qingyu had the bottom line in her heart, and she was deeply impressed by Nanmenyue's great wisdom. Her little head always had countless ideas.

(End of this chapter)

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