After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"Baichuan Academy? Haven't you been studying in the Imperial Academy for two years?" Gu Nanxi still remembered that the eldest uncle of the Su family had made a big fuss in the mansion because Su Jin was expelled from the Imperial Academy.

Why don't you go to Imperial College at this time, but come to Baichuan Academy?

Every failure makes one wiser, Gu Nanxi had to think more deeply about it.

Su Jin said righteously: "Baichuan Academy will face the examination after the new year. In the past, my aunt went to the trouble of getting me back to the Imperial College. Now, Baichuan Academy is in danger, and I also want to do my best to help."

Uncle Su wiped his tears and was deeply moved: "My Dalang is really a kind-hearted man who knows how to repay kindness!"

The old lady clapped Su Jin's hands and praised him like he was free: "That's right, this is the good boy of my Su family!"

Although Su Xuanming never took the assessment seriously, he was moved by the brotherhood and gave a portion of the few butter snails to Su Jin: "We brothers are united and can achieve great things! In the future, you, Jin, will also have a share of the glory of Baichuan Academy!"

Seeing that Shadaer was so happy, Gu Nanxi didn’t want to pour cold water on him.

This Baichuan Academy accommodates more than just hundreds of rivers, not to mention Su Jin's stream.

Baichuan Academy has added a new student!

At the same time, Fuquan Teahouse in Kyoto added new midnight snacks, which were inexpensive, good quality and diverse in variety, saving the people of Kyoto a lot of trouble.

It was so famous that even many wealthy families sent people to the teahouse to buy.

"The people of Kyoto are so spoiled that they are too lazy to even make their own fruit snack for New Year's Eve." The merchants from other places who come to Beijing to make purchases are jealous of the good business of Fuquan Teahouse.

His companion introduced: "Fuquan Teahouse's midnight snacks include ten kinds of candies, rhyme fruit, soap cakes, honey cakes, ginkgo, honey ginger and fermented black beans..."

Merchants from other places were amazed: "It's so rich! It's incomparable, incomparable!"

The friend knew the businessman's little tricks, so he chuckled and said, "What really made Fuquan Teahouse so popular was not the cakes, but his storytellers!"

"The contents of the scripts are pretty much the same. Guests won't come back a second time after listening to them once." The foreign merchants were losing interest.

"If you go in and listen, you will know where the difference is." The friend pulled the out-of-town businessman into the Fuquan Teahouse.

At this time, in the Fuquan Teahouse, the storyteller was talking with saliva flying, and the tea drinkers in the audience were cheering.

This lively atmosphere filled the faces of the foreign businessmen.

Storyteller: "It is said that after the Yongchang Marquisate received the inheritance from Lord Cui, the gentlemen were not happy! Frankly speaking, how can a woman take on such a big responsibility? This treasure should belong to the capable!"

"The saint had no choice but to make an appointment for the test. Once the New Year is over, Baichuan Academy will welcome the challenge from the world's talents!"

"All the major academies in Kyoto have made bold statements, vowing to defeat Baichuan Academy!"

"As many heroes compete for supremacy, it is still unknown who will win!"

The foreign businessman understood and whispered, "It's impossible for Baichuan Academy to win! It's just an unknown little academy, how can it fight against ten thousand?"

"It's hard to say. You may not know that the principal of Baichuan Academy is none other than the River Goddess Gu Nanxi." The good friend chattered with the foreign businessmen about the glorious achievements of the River Goddess.

The foreign merchants were amazed and their eyes sparkled. So this is the God of Wealth of Fuquan Tea House? !

The story of the River Goddess is so full of ups and downs. Wouldn't it be a pity if she didn't move to her own teahouse?

What's more, there is such a big event in Kyoto after the New Year, how can we miss it? !

Foreign merchants secretly thought that this trip to Kyoto was well worth it!

The streets of Kyoto are bustling with activity, and the houses in each residence are also busy.

Jiang Guanghai was being manipulated by his mother: "You were always in the academy, so we couldn't find you. This year, you will be in charge of making the bonfire."

On New Year's Eve, when it was almost dawn, people in the Zhou Dynasty would use a bamboo pole with copper coins hanging on it to hit the fire hard. The higher the sparks rose, the smoother the coming year would be and all their wishes would come true.

After making a bonfire, people would quickly paste the door god Zhong Kui, which was meant to keep evil spirits and poor ghosts out of the door.

If you forget to put up the door gods, disheveled beggars wearing masks with green faces and fangs will block the door and prevent the owner from leaving until they are given some money, then they will leave.

In previous years, these tasks were done by Censor Jiang, but unexpectedly, this year Mrs. Jiang assigned this job to Jiang Guanghai.

Jiang Guanghai was so distracted that he didn't hear his mother's instructions clearly until Mrs. Jiang grabbed his ear and he finally reacted.

"Mother, let go, it hurts!" Jiang Guanghai grimaced in pain, but the maids and servants were standing by and covering their mouths, watching the joke.

Mrs. Jiang slapped Jiang Guanghai on the back in anger and said, "When you make the fire and put up the door gods, be sincere. Remember to pray in your heart that I will bless you to pass the imperial examination next spring. The teacher said that with your grades, you will have no problem passing the examination to become a scholar."

Mrs. Jiang let go of his hand and lovingly brushed the dust off Jiang Guanghai's shoulders. Her words were full of anticipation: "My son Qilin, who has studied hard for more than ten years, is finally going to soar into the sky!"

"Our Jiang family is a family of scholars. The brothers from your uncle's family have all passed the examination and become scholars. I'm sure you will have no problem too!"

"When you pass the imperial examination, I will give generous gifts to the headmaster and the teachers to thank them for their training over the years."

Jiang Guanghai listened to Mrs. Jiang's chatter in silence, his eyes full of guilt: "Mother, I, I..."

Mrs. Jiang understood: "Do you want to invite Su Xuanming? Okay! By then, the troubles of Baichuan Academy will be over, and we don't have to avoid suspicion anymore."

"Mother, I have something to tell you."

Mrs. Jiang chuckled and said, "Why are you imitating your father? He is so hesitant and unsatisfactory."

Jiang Guanghai closed his eyes and said boldly: "Mother, I want to drop out of school. I want to go to Baichuan Academy."

After a long time, Jiang Guanghai did not receive the expected beating. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mrs. Jiang arranging fruits for midnight snack with a calm look on her face.

"Son, I will pretend I didn't hear what you said."

Jiang Guanghai bowed his head deeply, but his tone was very firm: "Mother, I have already told Principal Wu."

Mrs. Jiang could no longer suppress her anger, and she hit Jiang Guanghai on the head and said, "Is this the time for you to talk about loyalty? It's still unknown whether Baichuan Academy can continue to operate after the New Year! Are you kidding about your own future?"

Jiang Guanghai stood straight without dodging at all, as if only in this way could he offset the guilt in his heart.

"Mother, you could have ruined my future, but you chose to let it go. When Baichuan Academy was in danger for the first time, I didn't stand up for you, and neither you nor Xuanming had any complaints."

Jiang Guanghai clenched his fists tightly, his eyes blazing with fire: "I couldn't do anything at that time. I was just a student without any achievements. How could I compete with them? But this time, I can!"

Jiang Guanghai raised his head and said in a resounding voice: "I can be sure that no student in Songshan Academy or Imperial College can match my performance! In this qualification assessment, I can participate on behalf of Baichuan Academy! I can do my best to save Baichuan Academy!"