I became a group pet after dressing as nine elder brothers

mid-July.

The influence of the drug incident gradually faded, and the peaceful atmosphere in the capital was restored again.

Most people are used to ordering a newspaper. The first thing they do when they get up early is to read the newspaper with a cup of tea to learn about the latest news in the capital.

And the common people who can't read big characters will also go to the bulletin board at the gate of the city to look around, and every day there are government servants who will read the newspapers here.

For example today.

Seeing a yamen servant holding a newspaper in both hands and reading - this means that the big news is in front of him, and the people who heard the news surrounded the yamen servant without a cup of tea.

The content is indeed amazing.

Anyway, after the yamen servants finished reading, the onlookers looked at each other, their faces were full of surprise and uncertainty.

"Did I hear it wrong?"

"This...you grab me and hiss—what are you doing so hard QAQ!"

"Wait, are you in pain?"

"Nonsense, if I pinch you, it will hurt you!"

The people who have returned to God peeped at each other.

They all focused their eyes on the yamen servant, and the scorching gaze made the young yamen servant shake his body.He rubbed his nose: "Masters and ladies, brothers and sisters, you heard me right!"

Did you hear me right?

So that means...?

Everyone gasped, and the common people exclaimed in unison: "Baqizizi School has started to enroll students???"

Shocked cries pierced the sky.

After a few seconds of silence, the frightened pedestrians couldn't help complaining: "...What do you need to do to recruit students from the Baqizizi School?"

Eight Banners School.

As the name suggests, it is a school that can only be attended by the Manchu and Han Eight Banners, and it is simply out of reach for ordinary people.Besides, what's so strange about the enrollment of Baqizizi School?Isn't this recruited every year?I have been recruiting for several years!

Pedestrians looked at the many people with horrified faces in bewilderment, and a big question mark appeared above their heads.

I see that you are all from the capital too.

Why are they all like country bumpkins?

Facing the inexplicable and disdainful gazes of passers-by, a group of excited people were about to riot.They roared in unison: "No!"

"The Eight Banners School and the government school have merged!"

"In the future, there will be no government schools and no Imperial Academy in the capital, and they will be unified and merged into Beijing National Academy!"

"National Academy? Wait! What, what's going on here?" When they heard that the Imperial Academy's official school had been merged into the Eight Banners School, the people who were still alive just now were also shocked.

We must know that not only Mengyin prison students and regular prison students who donate money and millet to study in Guozijian, but also Jujian and tribute students, are what scholars all over the world yearn for.

This sudden merger made people panic.

Many people who were not interested before also stopped and came over, chatting about this matter.

"Could it be that only the disciples of the Eight Banners can study?"

"Oh my god...how could this be? Is there a way out for the world's scholars?"

All kinds of remarks made the people who were the first to speak out in shock jump their feet anxiously: "No, no!"

"Beijing National Academy, regardless of family background, anyone in Beijing who is between the ages of seven and 16 can enroll! Those with excellent grades can also receive scholarships, and those from poor families can also apply for bursaries!"

"……Oh my god!"

"Wouldn't that mean that my children can also go to school?"

"Let me see! Let me see!"

There was a mess in front of the bulletin board for a while.

Thanks to the experience and preparation of the yamen servants, they pulled the rioting people away, and the young yamen servants on duty recited and recited the matter several times.

Sure enough, everyone heard correctly.

Eight Banners School - No!Now it is called the National Academy!National Academy officially opened enrollment to all citizens in the capital.

Although some people in the world say that a scholar is worthless, there are also books that have Yan Ruyu, and books that have a golden house.

Who wouldn't want their child to succeed?

Isn't it because the common people don't study for their own children because they can't afford private schools?Seeing that they can actually be admitted to the National Academy, and those who are outstanding in their studies can also get scholarships and grants...

Originally, I came out to see what the common people think about girls' schools, but unfortunately, there were only countless people discussing the National Academy along the way.

Yinzhen and his party couldn't help being curious.

They decided to take a stroll at the entrance of the National Academy. Before the carriage drove outside the National Academy, Yinzhen and the others saw a long queue from the entrance of the courtyard to the corner of the street.

It feels like everyone in the capital is here?

Even Kangxi, who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help being shocked by the number of people who signed up.

Are there any unwilling parents in the world?

When the news spread, families with school-age children in Beijing flocked to the streets one after another, and there was such a grand occasion.

"Wow, this team!"

"Amazing..." Princess Jingying raised the curtains and looked at the long queue outside the National Academy with a little envy and apprehension.

The eyes of the people are all focused on the front.

What flashes in their eyes is the desire for knowledge and the yearning for the future.

It would be nice if women could do the same.

Princess Jingying's palms were moist. When she accepted the letter asking for help and made her wish, she knew that she had embarked on an unprecedented path.

There was a mist in a pair of black eyes.

She has been hesitant, confused, and wavering on the verge of giving up.Princess Jingying's fingers trembled slightly, and she tightly grasped the car window. All kinds of emotions gradually faded from her eyes, leaving only firmness and courage to move forward.

Don't stand up for yourself.

Who can stand up for themselves?

Princess Jingying looked at the long line with burning eyes.

She looked expectant: "I don't know how many people there will be in front of the girls' school?"

"Maybe there are three or four! Seven or eight!"

"No, no, I think there are at least a dozen!"

Yinzhen and the fourth princess Hu Tulinga guessed excitedly, and the emotions of the three gradually became heated, and the only one who was calm was Kangxi.

He poured a basin of cold water on the three of them.

Kangxi said in a deep voice: "Today... probably no one."

There was an instant silence in the carriage.

Yinzhen looked at Hutuling'a and Princess Jingying who were restraining their smiles, and comforted Han Ama while staring at them: "Let's go and see."

Beijing Girls' School is rebuilt on the basis of the former Eight Banners Children's School, and its address is located in Jingshan.

And Jingshan is the royal garden.

Even though there are chickens, ducks, geese and farming, it doesn't look like a royal garden to be honest, but the patrolling or guarding along the way is still the imperial guards.

An ominous premonition rose in Yinzhen's heart.

Sure enough, when the carriage drove all the way to the gate of the girls' school, there was no other sound except the chirping of cicadas on the trees and the quacking of chickens, ducks and geese in the distance.

Yinzhen: ...

Hu Tuling: ...

Princess Jingying: ...

The three turned their gazes to Kangxi quietly.

Yinzhen was expressionless: "...Khan Ama, no wonder you said there is no one, look! Who can come in this place???"

I was confused.

This girls' school is indeed a protection, but also a shackle.

Could it be that this was also in Khan Ama's expectation?

Yinzhen suddenly realized, and immediately stared at Kangxi vigilantly: Unexpectedly, Khan Ama is such a person.jpg

What he thought was written on his face.

Kangxi: ...

"Clap clap clap!"

"Aww!" Yinzhen hugged her head.

Kangxi put his hands behind his back.

He snorted coldly: "I have already ordered the guards outside that anyone who brings a woman to sign up will be allowed to pass."

"Then why is there no one?"

"It's not that no one is there, it's that no one has noticed the enrollment of women's schools."

"No one... noticed?"

"When I published it in the Beijing Daily, I specifically ordered the government officials not to recite it outside."

"...Why do you do this?"

"Isn't it true that many people don't know about this?"

Kangxi smiled.

He rarely said seriously: "Who are the people gathered at the bulletin board?"

Yinzhen said without hesitation: "People who can't read...or are too poor to afford, or don't want to buy."

To make newspapers widely circulated.

The price is extremely low, and driven by many previous events, everyone has a copy of the newspaper—unless the other party can't read at all.

Of course, there are also those who rub against the newspapers, or feel that the price of newspapers is not affordable, or feel that they should not waste the money.

"Does the former let women read?"

"...No." The answer is yes.

"What about the latter?"

"...Nor will it be."

Kangxi shrugged his shoulders: "Since they don't want girls to go to school, and they will make all kinds of comments, it's better to just skip this group of people. Those who can read, or have already thought about it, can naturally go through other channels Learn about admissions."

Yinzhen: ...

He frowned, thought hard for a while and raised his hand: "Khan Ama."

"Ok?"

"Then if that's the case, why don't you use the invitation system?"

"Invitation to enroll?"

"That's right, isn't that how the Guozijian recruited tribute students in the past? Some scholars selected outstanding talents to study in the Guozijian, and some were recommended by local Confucianism to enroll scholars. This method is an invitation-based admission system."

Yinzhen looked at Kangxi suspiciously: "Isn't this more effective than publishing it in the newspaper without reciting it? Then why publish it in the newspaper? Does Khan Ama have any other ideas?"

Could it be so?

Kangxi's pupils trembled, and he suddenly realized that he had walked into a misunderstanding.

However, Yinzhen looked at herself innocently, looking forward to her answer, with admiration for herself written in her eyes.

Kangxi: ...

Cold sweat inadvertently oozes from the back, soaking the entire back shirt.

If you wear it, you will lose face and lose your hair.

Kangxi's thoughts ran wildly in his head, but his expression remained calm.Unhurriedly, he knocked on Yinzhen's head calmly, and looked up at Princess Jingying who was beside him: "After all, you will be the principal of the girls' school!"

Princess Jingying was slightly taken aback.

She pointed to herself: "...is it related to the court lady?"

Kang Xilang laughed, "Of course."

Before he could continue to speak, Yinzhen shook hands into a fist and punched in his palm: "I understand."

Kangxi wondered: "What do you understand?"

Yinzhen replied solemnly: "Princess Jingying is very powerful now, and the street lights are also being installed. When everyone sees the street lights, it is like seeing you, Princess Jingying. How can they object in their hearts? I'm afraid not If you say it, you will be refuted! Khan Ama, right?"

Kangxi didn't feel guilty at all.

He nodded without hesitation: "Yinzhen is right."

Princess Jingying couldn't help showing a smile.

She felt that the situation was much more serious, how could it be as simple as what the emperor and brother Jiu said?

But Yinzhen folded his hands on his chest and sighed.

He glared at Princess Jingying angrily with a look of resentment: "No wonder Ama Khan wanted to publish it specially because Princess Jingying despises you too much!"

Yinzhen said loudly, "Believe me, no one will object."

Of course, this is also the surface of Yinzhen.

When the group returned to the palace, Kangxi, who was busy reviewing the memorials, welcomed Yinzhen, who had a sly eyebrow and a mouse-eyed look.

"Why did you leave the palace again just after you came back?"

"In order to prevent my minister from being slapped in the face, my minister has to go out to make arrangements." Yinzhen spoke righteously, and said as it should be: "The first minister must urge the people from the Municipal Cleaning Department to quickly lay street lights and fight for these two days." It can be used on Jingcheng Avenue, and secondly, I have to let the minister out, and anyone who has an opinion can come to Brother Ben!"

Kangxi: ...you are really capable.

This simple and crude idea was only conceived by her own Yinzhen.