"Okay, here we go."
Li Ang turned around and took the towel from the shelf, wiped his face a little, straightened his clothes, then closed the door and went out, following Cheng Juxiu's footsteps.
The two of them were walking in the corridor with various vines and plants growing there. Cheng Juxiu asked casually: "How are you doing in your recent review? Are you sure about it?"
"Okay."
Li Ang hesitated and said: "It's just that Wang Wenlun has a lot of books, which makes me tired from reading them."
"Ha ha."
Cheng Juxiu smiled and said: "Don't worry too much about this. Mr. Wen Lun teaches national history in the academy. He has a kind and honest personality. He is not the kind of person who deliberately seeks fame and reputation. He will not deliberately create difficulties or ask weird questions.
If it were a certain professor, it wouldn't be that easy."
"Is that so?"
Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, then became curious again.
Listening to Cheng Juxiu's tone, it seems that everything in the academy is not harmonious, and some professors are not liked by the students.
This is actually normal. The Academy concentrates the material and human resources of the entire Yu State. Without ideas, factions and conflicts of interest, it would seem a bit strange.
"By the way, senior brother, what should you call your classmates?"
"Well, her name is Han Qingyun. When we meet, just call her Senior Sister Han."
Cheng Juxiu said: "She is an intermediate level Xunyun Realm, one level higher than me. She is one of the most promising candidates among the younger generation to break through to the Zhuxiao Realm before the age of thirty.
Because of this, the academy and the imperial court did not assign any tasks to her, but allowed her to practice according to her own wishes at the Fengjing Mountain Taoist Temple south of Chang'an.
She and I used to be teammates, and we explored several secrets of former Sui sects together, so we have a good relationship.
She looks a little cold and aloof on the outside, but she's actually quite enthusiastic, so don't be particularly afraid.
Ah, here we are.”
Cheng Juxiu had obviously been to this inn many times. He led Li Ang to a secluded and deep waterside pavilion near a pond.
This waterside pavilion has white walls and black tiles, and light and translucent goose-yellow curtains hang from the eaves on all four sides. There is a low table on the ground. On the low table is a complete set of white porcelain tea sets with tea trays and rockery. The recesses of the rockery are slanted.
A stick of incense was placed sideways, emitting a curling cloud of mist that lingered.
However, what caught Li Ang's attention was not this expensive tea set, which cost at least five hundred guan, but the woman sitting on the soft floor behind the tea set.
She was wearing a black and white female crown robe, with her black hair slightly pulled up and fixed randomly with two simple iron bars. Her face was obviously thin and beautiful, but her eyebrows were as sharp as a sword. Just one look at her made her feel like a sharp weapon.
Stinging feeling.
"Juxiu, sit down."
The woman put down the teacup, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and the aura of keeping strangers away from her body weakened slightly.
"sit down."
Cheng Juxiu took Li Ang and sat down on the couch, took a sip of tea and said, "Senior sister, please help me check out my junior brother's spiritual talent.
I looked it up for him when I was in Zhenzhou City. The hexagram showed "Hanwangjuanduijue", which is seven spiritual veins. I felt it was a bit inaccurate.
And he also said that recently when he was running his spiritual energy, he felt pain in his head."
"Give me your hand."
Han Qingyun opened his palm, and Li Ang quickly stretched out his hand.
Han Qingyun took Li Ang's palm and drew two horizontal and vertical lines on his palm with her nails.
Li Ang felt an unknown air flow pouring into his arms from his palms. His entire palms felt slightly hot, and wisps of white threads even lit up under his skin.
"The hexagrams still contain false judgments and Dui Jue."
Han Qingyun frowned slightly, put down Li Ang's palm, and said calmly: "The result is the same as your judgment, but the location of one of the seven spiritual veins is here."
Han Qingyun pointed at the center of Li Ang's eyebrows with his index finger and said: "This kind of hexagram is rare and is not recorded in ordinary classics. You can go to the "Taixu Miaolin Sutra" or "Lingbao Wisdom Body Contemplation Sutra" in Xuegong Library. "I looked it up on the Internet, but I don't know if those two books have been borrowed by anyone."
"Is that so?"
Cheng Juxiu was a little disappointed, "It's okay, good things come in a long way..."
"Juxiu!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the other side of the corridor,
I saw a thin scholar wearing a loose scholar's shirt running over quickly and frivolously.
He first respectfully called Han Qingyun "senior sister", then turned around and hugged Cheng Juxiu warmly, and said seriously: "Juxiu, I have good news for you, I'm holding my son."
"What?"
Cheng Juxiu looked at his friend with a surprised look on his face, "When did you get married? Why didn't I know..."
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Juxiu reacted, pretending to be angry and smiling, and hit his friend on the shoulder.
He turned to Li Ang and introduced, "This is my classmate in the academy, Ding Jingshan."
Li Ang cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Xingxun."
"Hey, I'm not qualified to do patrol,"
Ding Jingshan waved his hand in a friendly manner and said in a longer voice: "Only young talents like Ju Xiu can take the role of patrolling. I'm just a minor official."
"You call the secretary and provincial secretary a junior official, right?"
Cheng Juxiu rolled his eyes and casually introduced Li Ang: "He works in the Secretariat Department. If you have any questions about classics, you can contact him."
"Secretary Department?"
Li Ang blinked. During this period, he had made some mistakes in the official system of Yu State. Secretary Lang was a sixth-rank official and was in charge of four books. Even in Chang'an City, he could be regarded as a high-ranking official.
You must know that the magistrate of Shangxian County, who is responsible for the management of tens or even hundreds of thousands of people, is only from the sixth rank.
"It was just a casual job arranged by my family, and I secretly paid my salary. When I heard that Ju Xiu was coming back, I climbed over the wall and went out, and no one in the secretarial department cared."
Ding Jingshan curled his lips, obviously not enthusiastic about Secretary Lang's official position, "Compared to Senior Brother He, he is far behind. He is now Zuo Chunfang Zhongyun."
Senior Brother He, He Siping,
Li Ang heard Cheng Juxiu mention that he was one level older than him and was now at the high level of Xunyun Realm, only the last level away from Zhuxiao Realm.
Zuo Chunfang Zhongyun, who was held by He Siping, was an important official position in the East Palace of the Prince. He was the fifth rank, in charge of the attendants, praises, and refutations. He was in charge of the classics, the canon of meals, the medicine storehouse, the Nei Zhi, and the Dian. Set up the six bureaus of the palace gate.
In other words, they are the prince's stewards and assistants. If the prince can successfully succeed to the throne in the future, he will be a proper official of the court.
"By the way, I heard that when you come back this time, you will soon go to help Professor Gongyang build a ship that can sail farther in the endless sea. You may not be able to return to Chang'an for a few years?
That won't work. It's not easy for us brothers to meet each other. We must go to Zuifanglou tonight. We won't come back until we get drunk."
Ding Jingshan winked at Cheng Juxiu for a while, then turned to look at Li Ang, "Well... little brother, you can also go and experience it.
Zuifanglou is a good place. The big sisters there can broaden your horizons and refresh your mind.
Realize what it means to be open to all rivers and have tolerance..."
"Gungun, don't lead my junior brother astray."
Cheng Juxiu rolled his eyes and stopped Ding Jingshan from being serious. Just as he was about to say something, the sachet at his waist began to vibrate violently.
This chapter has been completed!