On the second floor of a restaurant on Jingyang Avenue near Beihong District, more than a dozen young men and women sit around two tables.

"I heard that Your Majesty said that he wanted to open a school. A tall boy of sixteen or seventeen years old sat at the table and drank as he spoke.

"It's the one who is in charge of Yachi!" said another teenager casually.

"Humph!"

The voice was made by a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, slapping a bowl on the table.

The others looked at her and smiled, but they didn't restrain themselves.

This girl's name is Harrier, Liu Yueyao, she suffered a big loss last time when she was hunting, and she was beaten by Ren Baqian with a gun and a stick, and finally everyone had to stand up against her.

She was then given ten lashes and a month's imprisonment.

Originally, she thought that she must find an opportunity to take revenge after she came out, but she had not been at home for a few days when she heard the news that made her stunned, that little white face who could only play tricks was actually chosen by His Majesty as her future husband.

This made her wonder what His Majesty liked about that kid.

His Majesty is not only the emperor, but also the seventh master in the world, and the beauty of his appearance has fascinated countless people. But such a person actually chose that kid as his husband.

It made her almost smash everything in the room.

As time passed, her hatred for Ren Baqian not only did not diminish a little, but became even more bitter.

Every time she heard the news of Ren Baqian, she felt unhappy in her heart.

However, the others didn't care much about her feelings, and instead chatted about the affairs of this school.

"What does the academy study?" is not for anyone to know, the academy is still a new thing in Dayao.

"It should be the same as Great Xia, it is calligraphy, arithmetic, military science, and law science!" someone said, his voice firm.

"Maybe there's still a scripture. Someone laughed.

"Maybe. Someone said.

Jingxue is the general name of several doctrines that have been handed down a long time ago, mainly to teach people to be good, how to discipline themselves, and some thoughts on heaven and earth, society, man and man, man and nature.

In the Great Xia, Yun, and Chen Kingdoms, they were the main doctrines, but the ancient people had always disliked that set of rhetoric, let alone these children of these official families.

In Dayao, fists are the last word.

Although there are laws, in most people's hearts, the fist comes first.

After a discussion, everyone put the matter down, in addition to practicing martial arts, these young people read a few books at home at most, just calling friends to play outside, and occasionally talking about what happened in this Lan City.

For example, in the matter of this school, everyone just talked about it casually, and no one took it too seriously.

There's no way they're going to go to any school.

Only those children of the clan who are not talented will go, this is known to everyone.

......

Ren Baqian was sitting in the Heart Cultivation Palace, holding a list that the empress had just given him, on which were the children sent by the senior members of the court to enter the academy.

"Shi Kang, could it be the grandson of the Great Deacon, right?" Ren Baqian asked casually when he saw the first name.

"It's his youngest son. The empress said lightly.

"Poof! The old man is really old-hearted. Ren Baqian was amazed. The Great Deacon is at least seventy or eighty years old, right? It says that Shi Kang is twelve years old, which means that the Great Deacon is still giving birth to a son at the age of sixty or seventy, which is remarkable.

Ren Baqian then looked down and immediately saw a familiar name.

Tong Lan, 10 years old.

"The little girl is not talented?" Ren Baqian was surprised, she was only ten years old, and she told herself every day why the flowers were so red, and such a talent was not good?

"Tonglan's talent is still good, at least better than her grandfather. The empress said.

"Didn't you say that this time it's all waste wood with bad talent?" Ren Baqian pointed to the list and questioned.

Tong Zhenye said that he was young anyway, and if he went in for two years, he would go to find a playmate. The Empress plucked a grape and threw it into her mouth.

Ren Baqian's face was speechless, do you think this is a kindergarten?

But think about it, I suffered so many losses and so many beatings at the hands of that girl, this is a chance for revenge.

It is too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

As for the idea that the other party is a delicious Lori and let her go, Ren Baqian's heart was snuffed out before she could rise.

If there is revenge, it is not a gentleman.

Non-toxic not husband.

These are all the words of the ancestors, and we must not forget them.

"Hey, hey. Ren Baqian grinned twice, making the empress look at him more, her eyes rolled, and she probably guessed Ren Baqian's thoughts at this time.

But Tonglan's girl is very ghostly.

At that time, it is not certain who will toss whom.

Ren Baqian read the names on it, and there were thirty-one people in total, which was about the same as he expected.

He alone can teach these disciples.

But after thinking about it, Ren Baqian said, "Can you recruit a few among the civilians?" ”

After all, these are the sons and daughters of the bigwigs in the DPRK and China, and eighty percent of them will go to various places to serve as officials in the future.

You can't just teach by yourself, right?

"That's fine!" the empress nodded. "But have you chosen a name?"

"Lan Xiang Academy!" Ren Baqian had a straight face.

Seeing that the corners of the empress's eyes began to rise, Ren Baqian immediately changed his words: "Just kidding, it's actually New Oriental." ”

Seeing that the empress's eyes had begun to exude murderous aura, Ren Baqian changed his mouth again: "Actually, this is also a joke." Let's call it Zizhu Academy. I saw a few purple bamboos in a small bamboo grove next to it the other day. ”

When the empress heard this name, she was somewhat satisfied, and continued to eat her grapes, no longer paying attention to Ren Baqian.

"There's still a month left for the New Year, right? Are there any New Year's events? After that, let's start enrollment again. Ren Baqian asked, he still didn't know how Da Yao's New Year would be celebrated.

"Yes, grab the lamp!" explained the empress. "In the past, it was the same village or between two villages, and only young people under the age of 20 participated, and the winners were rewarded, and if others performed well, they would also be favored by the girls in the village. If you want to participate, I can grant you permission to participate, and if you do well, maybe I will reward you!" said the empress with a smile on her face.

"What rules?" Ren Baqian immediately perked up when he heard this.

"Build a shelf and hang the lights on it. Contestants are in groups of 10 and can choose their own hands. The one who grabs the lamp first wins. The empress also had a smile in her eyes.

"Isn't it okay to do it to other people?" Ren Baqian immediately laughed dryly after hearing this.

"Naturally, this is the time to shine. "The empress should have said.

"That's it. Ren Baqian directly refused. I can't even beat a ten-year-old Lori, and it's to find death to participate.

"Don't you want to hear about my reward?" the empress's tone carried a rare softness, which made Ren Baqian's heart flutter.

But his head immediately shook like a rattle: "Manly man, if you don't participate, you won't participate." ”

The empress has spoken like this, it must be nothing good, there is a big pit in front of her, and the fool jumped into it.

"I can kiss you!" The empress suddenly said in a voice similar to that of a mosquito, just enough for Ren Baqian to hear clearly.

When Ren Baqian heard this, he looked up at the empress suddenly, only to see that her face was flushed, and this delicate appearance made Ren Baqian feel as if there was a piledriver in his chest.

Ren Baqian put on a righteous and awe-inspiring face: "The minister thinks that people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hongmao." Die for Your Majesty, although you die without regrets. ”

Then the conversation changed, and there was helplessness on his face: "This incident of grabbing the lamp is not that the minister is unwilling, but the minister has been afraid of heights since he was a child, and he can't climb high." Therefore, although my heart was painful, I had to give up. ”

The Empress almost shook her hand and threw a fruit bowl at his head.