In the courtyard, Ye Shang sat in the pavilion, sipping a cup of fragrant tea and enjoying a pleasant leisure time.

At this moment, the little lolita Ayan ran over quickly on her short legs and shouted: "Master, there is a letter from mother!"

After he finished speaking, he came to Ye Zhang and shook the letter in his hand vigorously.

Ye Zhang took the letter and glanced at it with a chuckle. Jing Salamander returned to Qi a few months ago and left his daughter to be taken care of by him.

This is the first letter I have received in several months, so no wonder the little girl is so excited.

At this moment, Ayan hesitated slightly, and then said: "Master, I miss my mother, can I go and see her?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "Now that you have become my disciple, you can't leave casually."

Hearing this, the look of expectation in the little Loli's eyes couldn't help but extinguish, and she could only lower her head and said: "Oh..."

Seeing that he was so disappointed, Ye Zhang couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Forget it, I will accompany you for a while as a teacher. I won't do it again."

Hearing this, a look of surprise immediately appeared on Ayan's face. He raised his hand and gave the former a big hug. He smiled happily and said, "Master is the best!"

Ye Zhang chuckled and said: "Get ready, we will set off in two days."

"Uh-huh!"

The little guy nodded repeatedly, and then went to pack his clothes with great joy.

"He's still a kid after all..."

Seeing the other party's cheering appearance, Ye Chang smiled and said that he still loved this young apprentice very much.

But even if this doesn't happen, he plans to visit Confucianism in a few days. Now his business in various countries is getting bigger and bigger, and the next step is to completely connect the trade routes of Qi, Zhao and Han.

By then, the prototype of the business empire he is planning will be finalized...

A few days later, Ye Zhang set off with Little Loli, riding a Ruhua four-wheel drive towards the land of Qilu in the East. Finally, a few days later, they arrived at Songhai City.

After sending his young apprentice to Jing Salamander, Ye Zhan rushed towards the Little Sage Village according to his memory. After passing through the busy city and a mountain road, he finally arrived at the destination of his trip.

However, looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Zhang said in his heart: "This scene is really spectacular..."

At this time, only a sea of ​​people could be seen in the field of vision. The dense flow of people blocked the entire road. There were at least two to three thousand people in the field of vision alone.

Various carriages and horses were parked around, making the place completely sealed.

After some inquiring, I found out that these few days coincided with the triennial admissions election of Little Saint Xian Village, and these people all brought their children to participate in the audition.

Ye Zhang couldn't help but clicked his tongue, and then he passed through the crowd in an erratic manner. With his flexible movement, he quickly passed through the surroundings and arrived in front of the villa.

At this time, many young people waiting for the assessment were staying quietly outside the door. Although they were very impatient, they did not dare to make any noise.

You must know that Confucianism values ​​etiquette the most. Even after waiting for a long time, no one dared to lose their temper here. There was a guy who cursed before and was expelled directly, and his qualification to participate in the assessment was revoked.

Even those aristocratic children do not have the qualifications and courage to act wild in such a place. Otherwise, a word from Confucianism can end their future career.

Although it sounds a bit exaggerated, there is no need to doubt it. In the land of Qilu, Xiaoshengxian Village definitely has unimaginable energy.

At this moment, the closed door of the villa finally slowly opened. Immediately afterwards, dozens of young men walked out of the manor.

Everyone was wearing similar styles of Confucian clothes, and they looked serious and behaved appropriately. They were obviously authentic Confucian disciples.

The leader looked at the dense crowd and said: "Today is the last day of Confucian enrollment, and I will conduct the initial screening of you.

Anyone who passes the exam can enter the Little Sage Village to wait for the next assessment, while those who fail can only leave temporarily. Three years later, the Confucian School will recruit students again.

You guys, do you all understand?"

Upon hearing this, everyone below quickly raised their hands and responded: "No!"

Immediately afterwards, the audition began, and under the supervision of many Confucian disciples, everything went on in an orderly manner.

Ye Zhang stood aside and looked at the dense crowd below with great interest.

The first round of assessment is actually not difficult, as long as you have a certain literary foundation, are familiar with Confucian classics, and correctly understand their meanings.

But even so, only one out of ten can pass this first round. After all, most of these students are still teenagers, and many of them are children under ten years old.

Every year, many people want to send their children to Little Sage Village, but most of the students who can be selected are from rich or noble families.

The reality is far crueler than imagined. After all, in this era, it is good for the lower class people to have enough to eat. How can they have the money to let their children study and read?

The Confucian assessment is also very strict, at least it is only one in a hundred. In this case, those who have received a good education from an early age will naturally have a greater chance.

The starting points at the beginning are not at the same level, so there is no comparison. If you deliberately choose people from poor families out of compassion, that is truly unfair.

At this moment, Ye Zhang's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze that was looking around paused for a moment, and his eyes stayed on a child.

In the corner of the crowd, there stood a boy who looked about six or seven years old. He was dressed in shabby linen clothes. He looked thin and frail, but his facial features were delicate and straight, and his blue hair was quite eye-catching.

At this time, he was looking longingly at the teenagers who were taking exams. As a homeless wanderer, he also hoped to be able to have enough food, clothing, and study.

But people like him are not qualified to ask for these things...

At this moment, his palm shook slightly, and he saw that there was a little girl beside him.

This girl looks to be only about two or three years old. She has more conspicuous purple hair and a pair of big eyes with grape-like purple pupils. She is very beautiful.

He had a dull and timid look on his face, his small body pressed tightly against the boy's side, and he held the former's palm firmly, as if this was the only way to feel a little more stable in his heart.
Chapter completed!