Zhao Rong explained a lot to make the elder brother who took him away from the back of the ancient road to believe that he didn't have that kind of strange habit.

And after some discussion, the two unanimously expressed that they were very indifferent to the yellow-haired little girl who was short of catties.

Two "like-minded" people looked at each other and smiled.

After such a general misunderstanding, the two continued to walk on the winding and deep waterside road in the southeast corner of the college.

After a short time, Li Jinshu stopped in front of a courtyard located in a green bamboo forest, and entered with Zhao Rong's familiar push door.

into view.

A black-haired old man in a wide-sleeved robe was kneeling on a bamboo mat and lecturing.

In front of him, there were more than a dozen scholars listening respectfully in front of the desk.

At this time.

The bamboo leaves sounded, and the old man's voice was bright.

After Li Jinshu arrived with Zhao Rong, several scholars turned their heads to look, some looked at Zhao Rong curiously, and some smiled lightly at Li Jinshu.

But most of the others, including Mr. Yan, were still immersed in lecturing and listening.

did not distract Zhao Rong and the others.

Li Jinshu was accustomed to it and gave Zhao Rong a look.

The latter understood.

The two of them walked to the empty table in front of them and knelt down, their waists straight, and they blended into it intently.

Zhao Rong listened for a while, and probably knew that this Mr. Yan was originally talking about the Thirteen Classics of Confucianism, and he didn't feel bored and listened attentively.

About an hour later, Mr. Yan slowly stopped, took a sip of the tea handed by Li Jinshu, and then dismissed everyone, he got up after tidying up his deep clothes, and said softly to Zhao Rong below: "Come with me." ”

Then he turned and went back to the house.

Zhao Rong followed and walked into the house together.

Zhao Rong thought that this Mr. Yan would take the school test to test his knowledge, such as the Four Books and Five Classics, Poetry and Piano Rhythm, and so on.

As a result, Mr. Yan just asked him carefully about the recent situation of the Great Chu National Teacher, and then asked about his family background by the way, and finally encouraged, "There are very few Confucian people in the children of the Zhao family in various continents, and you should be more willing to reflect the snow, work hard, and live up to the expectations of the junior brother." ”

let Zhao Rong leave, and asked him to call Li Jinshu in before leaving.

Zhao Rong touched his nose and left the bamboo house.

Li Jinshu asked him to wait outside for a while, and then he also entered the house.

Zhao Rong was bored waiting outside, and always felt that it was too easy to enter this academy.

Is this a backdoor?

This is just the right amount of tightness, this speed of entering it, this ancient way of warm brother, this amiable teacher, this back door is too ...... It's a little more comfortable.

However, Zhao Rong learned the lesson of provoking a delicate girl last time because he went to Yinglian to write because he didn't know the situation.

I decided to go and inquire about it.

He saw that some senior brothers and sisters were chatting together not far away, so he approached and politely joined in.

When everyone saw that he was a little junior brother who had just arrived, they didn't care, and continued to chat, occasionally seeing this little junior brother who probably came in through a relationship to ask some slightly strange questions, and they would answer them appropriately, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

Zhao Rong blended into it like this, with a senior brother on the left and a senior sister on the right in his mouth, calling it very "sweet", and carefully observing everyone's expressions.

Gradually, some ...... were pieced together Simple college knowledge.

Zhao Rong's current situation of being recommended by Mr. Yan to enter the academy is in the name of a special student.

Regarding this name, Zhao Rong is very satisfied.

He happens to be a specialty......

This number of special students, Linlu Academy will give some to Mr. College every three years, of course, Mr. College also has some special level division, and the number of places in the hands of different gentlemen is different, but they are relatively rare.

However, this special student feels very powerful when he hears the name, but it is just a verbal statement.

Because the number of special students is a kind of welfare given by the college to all gentlemen.

Mr. Seowon can use it as a favor to friends outside.

It can also be that there are really young people who are very optimistic about what they want to cultivate, and they will take the initiative to recruit them.

But under normal circumstances, the former is the majority, and the latter is very rare, after all, those who are really capable can already pass the triennial academy assessment and join Linlu Academy in a bright and bright way.

So almost all of the special students are related to the gilded households of Linlu Academy?

However, Zhao Rong also figured out another deep meaning of the academy's approach.

The reason why Linlu Academy, which gathers the essence of Banzhou culture, wants to release this kind of mouth is probably to play a role similar to the perch effect, adding some naughty "perch" can make the lifeless "lake" in the academy stir up, let other "fish" move, and at a specific time, it can also play the role of an outlet for other students' negative emotions.

In this way, it is a multi-task.

As for what the senior brother told him about being accepted as a personal disciple by Mr. Yan a year later, it was not as good as Zhao Rong's appearance.

According to the situation found by Zhao Rong.

The scholars who enter Linlu Academy are assessed once every three years, and there are special students like Zhao Rong, who can only be called students when they first enter the academy.

At first, they had to all study and study together, and they were divided into several groups, similar to Zhao Rong's classes in his previous life.

After the students have taken a year of college courses together, those who pass the assessment can participate in the apprenticeship ceremony and be selected as personal disciples by the gentlemen of the college, of course, those who have excellent grades will be "scrambled" by many gentlemen, and they can also choose the gentlemen they think are suitable, but these are very few people.

Only when he is accepted as a personal disciple by Mr. Shuyuan can he be promoted to a Confucian scholar and wear a jade bi.

In this way, he was also a scholar class among the hundreds of sons, and was completely accepted by the school to which he belonged, and became a formal member of it.

However, there will be many students who are not selected, because there are not many college gentlemen, and the number of disciples is very small, so they can only wait another year to participate in the next year's apprenticeship ceremony.

However, there are only three chances, because students who have not become scholars within three years will leave Linlu Academy, and the next class of new students will come.

According to Li Jinshu, Zhao Rong didn't have to worry about being forced to leave Linlu Academy after three years, because of the letter of recommendation, as long as he was honest and didn't get into trouble, he could be accepted as a personal disciple by Mr. Yan within three years.

But.

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

There are also great differences and differences between the disciples of the own lineage.

It is divided into bibliographic disciples, enlightened disciples, and inbound disciples.

I heard that there is a kind of high-foot disciple above these, who can inherit the mantle of Mr.

However, Zhao Rong didn't inquire about the latter ones, but figured out the bibliographic disciples.

This is the kind of student who has a name, acknowledges the teacher-student relationship, but does not necessarily receive the teaching himself, but also believes in the ideas and doctrines of the teacher......

Very good, bastard-exclusive paddling seat.

It's no wonder that some senior brothers and sisters have a cold attitude, they can stand here, they are at least a disciple or above, thinking that he is the kind of little junior brother who wants to come to gild and paddle, of course he doesn't have a good feeling......

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, and there was not much dissatisfaction, after all, after missing the triennial academy assessment, it was lucky enough to be able to enter the academy so quickly, to be content and happy, and in the future, well, take your time.

Zhao Rong continued to listen to the chatter of the senior brothers and sisters with relish.

Not much.

Li Jinshu came out of the house and walked towards Zhao Rong.

"Big brother. ”

"Senior Brother Li. ”

Zhao Rong saluted with the many scholars around him, but most of the people around him had a relaxed smile on their faces, after all, this senior brother who had been following Mr. Yan was a well-known good man.

Moreover, Li Jinshu is also a disciple of Mr. Yan, and even heard that there is an opportunity to become a high-ranking foot and inherit the mantle of Mr. Yan, a great Confucian monk.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at Senior Brother.

Li Jinshu responded to everyone with a smile, exchanged pleasantries with them, introduced Zhao Rong again, and then patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder and left with him.

"Little junior brother, I will take you to the hospital to go through the admission procedures, get some necessary things, and then take you to the school house to check in. ”

"Senior brother, I see that it is not early, or these things should be done tomorrow, and you will take me there tomorrow when you have time, I will stay outside the academy for one night today, and the guest room has not yet returned." ”

Li Jinshu shook his head.

"I'm afraid it won't work tomorrow, it's the day when the teacher goes out to give a lecture again, this is the annual rotation arrangement of the academy, our disciples will follow the teacher out, it is estimated that we will have to stay outside for a month, or help you get everything done today, tomorrow you can directly enter the school and study with the new students." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Rong nodded, and didn't say anything more.

After that, Li Jinshu took him to be busy in the academy for a while.

Sunset, on the wooded stone path.

Li Jinshu helped Zhao Rong carry some of the items he received, and the two were going to the school house where the students lived together.

On the way, he seemed to think of something, turned his head and said:

"By the way, junior brother, how about you accompany Mr. to teach with us tomorrow? Anyway, you will become a disciple of Mr. in the future, so it is better to take this opportunity to listen to Mr. more, so that Mr. can get to know you more, as for going to the school, there is no need to rush. ”

Li Jinshu said with a smile: "There are a few junior brothers who came a little earlier than you, they were also recommended by Mr. to be admitted to the hospital, and they will also go together to accompany Mr. to give lectures tomorrow, or maybe the junior brother is the same as them, go together, right?"

Zhao Rong's thoughts turned, and he politely refused: "Senior brother's kindness, Ziyu understands it, but Ziyu has just been admitted to the hospital, and he is not familiar with the school's classmates and the environment, so he goes out and runs around, there is something inappropriate, let's talk about it next time, I'm really sorry, senior brother." ”

What are you kidding, after settling down, I still went to find Qingjun, what are you running around, from Da Chu to Duyou City, I have already run all the way, my heart is tired, and now I just want to have a home, and there is a family for her......

Li Jinshu turned his head, bowed his head slightly, and then admonished:

"That's fine, it's the senior brother who didn't think it through, then the little junior brother can study with peace of mind, if there is anything, you can wait until I come back with the teacher's lecture, if you really can't wait, you can also go to Taiqing Mansion to find me, we are fellow countrymen, don't be polite, you can ...... anything else"

"Wait! What are you talking about?"

Zhao Rong, who was still nodding his head at the beginning, almost shook off the items in his hand after hearing a familiar word, and hurriedly interrupted.

Li Jinshu was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Rong, who was no longer calm before, his eyes widened, and repeated: "What ...... you do?"

"No, no, no, it's not that. ”

"We're fellow ......"

"Hey, that's not the case...... Senior brother, did you mention Taiqing Mansion?"

"Oh, you say this, because according to the arrangement of the academy, this time it is the turn of the teacher to go to Taiqing Mansion to give lectures and give lessons to those students, although the distance is not too far, but it is very inconvenient to run back and forth, so we will live in Taiqing Mansion for a month, if you have something urgent, then come to Taiqing Mansion to find me." ”

Zhao Rong blinked, and suddenly felt that the kind-faced senior brother was even more cute.

He said seriously: "Senior brother, I am also going to accompany Mr. to give a lecture." ”

Li Jinshu said strangely: "Didn't you say that you just came here to familiarize yourself with the academy and not run around?"

Zhao Rong's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said in a sincere tone:

"I thought about it carefully, this academy can be familiar with it at any time, but Mr. Yan's class, that is to listen to one less section, junior brother, I am stupid and unqualified, and I have to cherish this rare learning opportunity, senior brother, please don't stop me. ”

Li Jinshu was stunned, "I won't stop it, eh, but junior brother, are you serious, the situation in Taiqing Mansion is different from our academy, I'm afraid you won't be used to it......"

Zhao Rong frowned, and in turn taught: "Senior brother, where is this? Mr.'s wind, the mountains are high and the waters are long, he can bathe in the warm intellectual brilliance of Mr. Yan all day long, swim in the ocean of knowledge, even if he is in the sea of swords and fires, Ziyu is also willing, how can there be any stupid and unaccustomed saying?"

Zhao Rong looked upright, "Senior brother, don't look down on Ziyu!"

"............" Li Jinshu.

——————

It was nearly dusk, and the sun was twilight.

The ten thousand rays of light falling from the sea of clouds in the nine heavens covered this ancient academy that stood on the riverside, with thousands of years of vicissitudes and endless songs.

As serene as countless twilight in the years that have passed.

At this time.

Outside a side gate of Linlu Academy, the atmosphere was different from the tranquility of dusk, but the atmosphere was different.

The scholars who had been waiting for the opportunity with Zhao Rong during the day did not disperse as in the past, they either tilted their heads or twisted their necks, but their bodies were all frozen in place, without movement, staring straight at the indescribable woman in front of the wooden door.

Door.

A girl in blue also stood behind the woman in a Confucian shirt, staring at her husband.

The woman in the Confucian shirt raised her head slightly, staring at the couplet on the wooden door.

She stood in front of the door and looked at the "scenery", and the people who watched the scenery were also looking at her.

Jingzi couldn't stand the silence a little, and puffed up his mouth: "Sir, this is also written by that disciple, and he is still scribbling strange words on the couplet you gave me, sir, you don't have to pay attention to him, leave it to me......"

"Who said that his words were scribbled. ”

Zhu Weirui, who had her back to Jingzi, suddenly spoke.

Jingzi was stunned.

Zhu Weirui tiptoed and stretched out her hand, starting from the first word at the top, carefully stroking the ink color outlined by a man on the paper.

The pink fingers of the nails slowly fell, sliding gently with the horizontal strokes between the lines of the glyph.

At a certain moment, the woman in the Confucian shirt with her jet-black hair coiled up with a slender cone, her eyebrows twisted slightly, as if she was racking her brain to think about how the man not long ago had come up with the idea of outlining a certain hand.

After Zhu Weirui was distracted for a while, she spoke again, her tone serious, "He writes better than me, much, much better." ”

Her eyes were stunned, "He'...... How the hell did he write it......"

As soon as Zhu Weirui's words were spoken, many scholars under the steps in a daze looked surprised.

And the Jing Zi behind her eyes were even bigger than the copper bell, and she exclaimed in shock:

"Why, how is it possible! He's a disciple, and he speaks lightly......"

Regarding Zhu Weirui, Jingzi doesn't know how many times better than those scholars, so the impact of Zhu Weirui's words on her is simply shocking.

Never since she had followed her husband had she ever seen her husband say such a word, and praise a man in such a way.

Never!

Zhu Weirui heard Jingzi's words, bit her lip heavily, and looked at the word "Tibet" on the couplet that made her particularly fascinated by it without blinking.

The man's regular script has a square and dense structure, horizontal and vertical strokes, strong and round strokes, and a solemn and majestic momentum.

Zhu Weirui looks majestic and masculine at a glance.

She suddenly looked back, the face that made many scholars under the steps unforgettable, the expression was extremely serious at the moment, her lips opened and closed, and the clear voice sounded, and there was a loud sound.

"He must be a great man. ”

Words are like people, this is what she firmly believes.

Jingzi's body trembled, his breath was short, and he wanted to argue again, but he was speechless, and his little hands were pulling his sleeves stiffly.

Zhu Weirui turned her head and continued to stare at the pair of words in a daze, muttering between her lips.

His name was ...... Zhao Ziyu ......"