Banliang Mountain is far away from the hustle and bustle of the Daimyo's mansion, hidden in the mountains and forests, if it weren't for the fact that these generations of daimyo were educated here before they were minors, I'm afraid that Tianfeng Temple might not have so many people know, and there may not be people who sent their children here to study.

The layout of Tianfeng Temple is very special, and a temple should have a temple gate and side walls. However, Tianfeng Temple only has a temple gate and no side walls. The whole temple is more like the place where the sages who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests live, and the paths connect the halls, and even the school grounds are tightly surrounded by trees. The arrangement here makes Shengguo very satisfied, and what makes him even more satisfied is that every student who studies has a small residence of his own.

The residence is not big, and the two-entry house is, to put it popularly, a one-bedroom and a living room. The bathroom is outside, there is a commode in the house, meals are in the cafeteria, and there is a school dedicated to teaching.

There are three schools in Tianfeng Temple, with different teachers and professors, and the students can go wherever they want, and the monks in the temple do not interfere.

The number of students is not large, only about 70 people, ranging in age from children aged seven or eight to children aged 11, 23, covering almost the entire early stage. In addition to the cultural classes, there are also some special courses on philosophy and reflection, which attract more children than boring cultural classes.

The Fa-rectification explained some of the rules of the temple to the Holy Kingdom as he walked, and when he finished speaking, he also happened to arrive at the place where the Holy Kingdom was going to live for at least the next two years—a small house hidden in the bamboo forest. The house is connected by a narrow one-person mountain road lined with bamboo. It is said that these bamboos were planted by the monks in the temple, on the one hand, for beauty, and on the other hand, for a special charm that is indescribable.

When I entered my own house, the living room outside was about twenty square meters and covered with tatami mats. In the middle of the room there is a low table with some teacups made of bamboo and other things on it, and under the windowsill of the room, there is a chaise long. The decoration of the whole room is very simple and simple, but not simple. Once in the bedroom, in addition to the bed, there is a desk and bookshelves, as well as some daily necessities.

Most of these things are also made of bamboo, which is very simple, but also very atmospheric, giving people a sense of returning to nature and returning to the tranquility of the mountains and forests.

After thanking the Fa-rectification repeatedly, the Holy Kingdom closed the door, threw himself on the bed, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the sound of roosters in Tianfeng Temple woke up the holy kingdom from a sweet dream. He rubbed his eyes, washed up, changed into a new set of clothes, and found the first school according to the route he had said when he introduced the entire Tianfeng Temple to the Fa.

When he entered, there was already a monk, a monk in his thirties, with two beards, who glanced at the holy kingdom and looked down at the book he was holding. The classroom was deserted, with only three people, two of whom were still lying on their desks, and there was a faint sound of snoring.

"Sir, where shall I sit?" He bowed slightly and asked. As for using honorifics such as Mr. or Teacher or Master, after a short period of consideration, it was decided to use Mr. again. Mr. is a very versatile word, which can call men and women, and can also replace the title of teacher to a certain extent, which can be described as the name of ten thousand essential oils.

The monk didn't raise his head, and although his tone was calm, the holy kingdom felt a little unhappiness hidden in it, "Just sit down!" ”

After thanking him again, he chose to sit in the corner of the class.

After the sky gradually brightened, there were more talents in the class, some young and some old, and how to choose a class here has nothing to do with age. The most impressive thing about the Holy Kingdom was a little boy who looked like he was seven or eight years old. The edges of his clothes are outlined with gold threads, and he is very confident between talking and laughing, and at the same time, there is a trace of majesty hidden in his eyes, giving people the illusion of a young tiger.

Although immature, it already has a certain momentum.

This guy is one of the descendants of the Daimyo of the Fire Country, and it is also the reason why the number of students in Tianfeng Temple exploded this year.

Regardless of whether he can defeat his siblings and become the next generation of daimyo in the future, the status of the son of the daimyo alone is enough to make people flock to him. Watching him walk into the classroom surrounded by the inner and outer three floors, the monk who raised his brows tighter and raised a little indifference.

He casually slapped the book on the table and stood up. When he sits, he didn't feel anything special, an ordinary monk. But when he stood up, the Holy Kingdom found that this monk was very burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a trace of evil in his eyes, "This is Tianfeng Temple, not your mansion, look at your noisy, is there still a bit of an image of a noble son of a high-ranking official in the Fire Country?" ”

This shout made many children look at him.

The monk still had a stinky face, and continued to reprimand, "I feel very angry when I look at you one by one, what are you all like?!" I also heard that you secretly went down the mountain yesterday to the Daimyo's mansion...... Looking for fun? ”

There is a certain difference between the monks of this world and the monks known in the holy kingdom in another world, the monks here are not allowed to drink and meat, they are not allowed to marry, and some monks on the mountain even have family members and descendants. They are more like inheritors of a culture and ideas than enforcers of precepts. But even so, the place that the burly monk could not say had already appeared in the mind of the Holy Kingdom.

It's nothing more than a prostitution house, I really didn't expect these guys to be so young, and their tone was already so heavy.

Another reprimand ensued, and the cadets finally parted and took their seats amid his threat of eviction.

The son of the daimyo sat in the middle of the first row, and the children around him wanted to come to him.

The monk talked for a while, and finally lost some of his anger, he opened the book, turned a few pages, and finally glared at the students, "Open the textbook for me, last time I talked about the empty monk......

The monk above was talking to himself about the knowledge in the book in his hand, and the students below who had just been reprimanded for not saying a word began to communicate in a whisper again.

"That person looks strange."

"Yes, I heard that it was a new student, and this time I came in with a letter from Sugi Shigeru."

"It turned out to be the relationship between the Secretary of Sugihisa, I think he must have some special ability to impress a guy like the Secretary of Sugihis!"

With the Sugi Shigeru people as his backers, the Holy Kingdom could clearly feel that most of the indifferent gazes had become a lot lighter, and there were a few unfriendly eyes in the crowd that fell on him, presumably there might be some dirt between the background of these people and the Sugi Shigeru people.

Ignoring those gazes, the first day of classes was considered interesting, no wonder so many people chose this school. Like a Zen patriarch from another world, the Empty Monk is always able to come up with something that makes people feel unreal. Ideologically, this empty line combination is also unique, plus life experience and enlightenment of some things, the first day is quite complete.

After the monk announced that today's class was over, the holy kingdom was just about to leave, but someone grabbed him by the arm.

"Hey, newcomer, there are no classes in the afternoon, do you want to go around the city together?" The person who spoke looked older than most children, and when he spoke, he didn't care to look back at the son of the daimyo who was surrounded by people, and the holy country immediately understood that it was not the guy in front of him who invited him, but the child of the daimyo.