Chapter 248: Going to Study
All the counties started to get busy with this.

Dozens of teams set out from Taoyuan City and went to various counties to build roads with the people. Others started from Taoyuan City and built roads to the farthest county.

On the day of construction, Pan Yingying and Yu Chaosheng came out in red clothes and dug the first hoe.

There was thunderous applause at the scene. Young boys and girls wearing school uniforms and carrying school bags were writing quickly with notebooks in one hand and pens in the other.

These are students who plan to contribute articles to newspapers to earn some pocket money.

Zi Jun leaned over to take a look and found that what these little guys wrote were actually meaningful, and some of them had outstanding literary talent.

He became curious, and after watching the fun, he went to Taoyuan Primary School to find out more.

It's nothing. I just thought that I would have to stay here for a while anyway, and Zhuge Jinyi's little tail would really be a hindrance, so I might as well pack up and leave him there to study.

You have to know that this kid only finished learning "Thousand Character Classic" in Xia Kingdom. The handwriting he wrote is so ugly that people can't look at it directly, and only people who are close to him can recognize what he wrote.

When he heard that he had to go to school by himself, with a group of kids who were only about ten years old, Zhuge Jinyi almost cried, made a fuss, and even wanted to commit suicide. Zijun simply took out the token that Zhuge Jinyu had given him before leaving, and only then was he able to calm him down.

"Jinyi, that school not only teaches reading and writing, it also teaches martial arts, medicine, and research and development. Once you have learned it, you can bring this knowledge and technology back to Xia Country. Then you will be a great contributor to the entire Xia Country!" Zijun said earnestly.

Of course, he didn't expect Zhuge Jinyi to learn anything special. This kid only had some talent in martial arts, and the rest... ?
Forget it. The brat doesn't have the brains to do that. How can we expect him to remember what he has learned? It's better to expect the sun to rise from the west.

Zhuge Jinyi was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Then why don't you let my brother call me directly?"

Zijun: ...

He slapped Zhuge Jinyi on the head and was too lazy to scold him.

Why didn't you call me directly? Did Jinyu not want to? Or did he not like it?

So that afternoon, Zhuge Jinyi was dragged by Zijun by the ears to "Taoyuan Primary School" to register.

The tuition fee is shockingly cheap, only one penny per semester, and the other miscellaneous fees, accommodation fees, etc. add up to only five taels.

Not only will they give out two sets of student uniforms, they will also give out books and school bags.

Zijun felt mixed emotions. Seeing Zhuge Jinyi still reluctantly carrying his schoolbag and student uniform, he became very angry.

Since ancient times, the cost of studying has been very high, and a lot of money would be spent just on tuition fees for teachers and various festival gifts.

Studying in Taoyuan City is so cheap. If it continues like this, who knows how many talents will emerge.

What a shame, this brat doesn't know anything! I'm so pissed off at him!
After returning to the inn to pack up their belongings, Zijun sent them to the student dormitory.

There are three floors in the male dormitory, with four beds in each room. Zhuge Jinyi was lucky because the dormitory he was assigned to was currently occupied by only one student named "Zhang Si".

I heard that it was because Zhang Si’s academic performance was so poor that no one wanted to live in the same room with him.

Zi Jun actually didn't really want Zhuge Jinyi to live with Zhang Si, but considering the brat's academic level, he couldn't bring himself to do so, so he applied to have him moved to a dormitory with better academic performance.

The most important thing is that the school refuses to charge any extra fees and does not allow gifts to teachers.

The dormitory is very clean. As you enter the door, you can see a wooden rack for basins. Opposite the wooden rack are four locked cabinets.

There were four small beds placed against the walls on both sides. The bed closer to the window had bedding folded like tofu blocks, and there were two pairs of shoes under the bed. It should be the bed of the student named Zhang Si.

There were four desks with drawers in the middle of the room, and on one of them were two thick piles of books.

Zijun nodded with satisfaction. Although this "Zhang Si" student's grades were not good, at least he had a good attitude towards learning. He patted Zhuge Jinyi on the back and said, "Okay, make the bed quickly and see if there is anything missing so that you can make up for it in time."

Zhuge Jinyi put the mattress he was holding on a nearby bed and rolled his eyes. "Grandpa, I'm studying and living on campus. What are you going to do?"

Zijun knew what he was up to, so he put the two wooden basins in his hands on the shelf and replied slowly, "I asked Brother Pan to help me find a yard. You can come here when you have a holiday."

Zhuge Jinyi had a gloomy face and was unable to express his pain.

Taking two days off every five days, what's the difference between that and going to jail?
Zijun glanced at him sideways without reminding him of the consequences of skipping class.

The little brat deserves to suffer a little so that he can understand how dangerous the world is.

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Song Dachui's home.

An Yi, also known as Song Dadao, is temporarily living here with his wife and children.

Li Niang and Yan Hong were cooking in the kitchen, while Song Dadao, holding his son who was less than two years old, and Song Dachui were staring at each other in the main room.

Finally, the talkative Song Dachui couldn't stand this atmosphere anymore, so he scratched his fingers and asked, "Brother, how did you end up in the hands of the prince?"

Song Dadao: ...

This younger brother is still as tactless as ever, and he keeps bringing up irrelevant issues.

He hugged his son tighter as he tried to get off the ground, "What about you? How did you run into the prince?"

Song Dachui: ...

Can he say that he went to steal something but was robbed instead?
That must be impossible!
The two brothers were speechless again. When the atmosphere in the room cooled again, only the little kid who didn't understand anything was still speaking "umm umm ah ah" in "baby language."

Li Niang came out with a pot of fried meat, and Yanhong followed her with two plates of stir-fried vegetables.

Seeing this, Song Dachui got up and went to the kitchen to get a dozen mixed flour buns.

When he came out, he happened to meet Li Niang coming out of the house with his treasured wine in her hand.

He didn't have time to put down the steamed bun and rushed over, "What are you doing?"

Li Niang was puzzled. "You two brothers finally got together, but there were too many things going on before, and we didn't entertain you properly..."

Song Dachui was reluctant to part with it, because this was the "Erguotou" he had managed to snatch from the grocery store in the City Lord's Mansion, and he only poured out a glass to drink during festivals, but this spendthrift woman actually took out a whole bottle!
"Hurry up and take it back and hide it! What kind of wine is he drinking? It's good enough that we can let him stay here! Quick, quick, quick! Take it back!"

Li Niang opened her mouth. Where are the brothers? Is this how brothers get along?
The two returned to the kitchen. Yanhong went back to the room where they were staying temporarily and took out two bottles of Erguotou. She smiled and said, "I bought it at the grocery store when I went out to look at the yard today. I heard that men like to drink this kind of strong liquor, so I bought two bottles."

Song Dadao held the child in his arms and said, "Hmm," "Do you have enough money?"

Yanhong glared at him, "You haven't even spent all the money the prince gave you last time. You have to serve the prince well. Xiaosheng is only able to survive because of the prince."

Song Dadao nodded, "Of course."

If it weren't for Pan Yingying, his son might have died long ago and wouldn't have grown up to be as white and plump as he is now.

When Song Xiaosheng had a persistent fever, Pan Yingying had her maid send him some fever-reducing patches. When she heard that Yanhong had no milk, she specially gave him a few bags of milk powder as a reward.