Fei Xun originally thought that after his instructions, even if the boy from the Qin family did not come to Haowen Court to read the credentials immediately, he should have done so in the two days before and after.
However, he waited for five full days and still did not see Qin Feng in the library of Haowen Academy.
"Rotten wood cannot be carved, really rotten wood cannot be carved!" Fei Xun was so angry that he almost stomped his feet as he climbed to the first floor of the Sky Tower.
Yang Qian held the scroll in his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "Why are you in such a hurry? Junior Brother Qin didn't come immediately, so naturally he had other things to be busy with.
His restaurant had just opened, and considering the gunpowder issue, it was understandable that he couldn't get away.
Oh, by the way, the people in Daqianzhong are full of praise for the hot pot at Wangyueju. I will take a break for a while, how about you and I go and try it together?"
Under Qin Feng's series of operations, coupled with Wangyueju's own excellent dishes, the restaurant's reputation has been at its peak in Fengtian City, and it even has the potential to catch up with Zhaixinglou.
It is rumored that even the prince of the dynasty admired the hot pot. However, the authenticity of this news has yet to be verified. After all, how could the prince of the dynasty come and go in the market at will? Maybe it was just a rumor spread by everyone.
"Senior Brother Yang, how can a gentleman indulge in the desires of his mouth and stomach? Those who read should serve the country, the king, and the people! They must not neglect their true duties." Fei Xunyi said righteously.
"Rain, clothing, housing and transportation are all for the people's livelihood. If we deny the desires of food and drink, wouldn't we also deny the people's livelihood?
What's more, scholars are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, birth, old age, illness and death. Even if it is good to serve the country, the king and the people, they must also enjoy themselves in time.
Otherwise, it would be too tiring to live for others all the time."
Fei Xun wanted to refute, but he couldn't come up with a good argument, so he could only say "False!"
Yang Qian said helplessly: "And you may not know that the gunpowder invented by Junior Brother Qin has been pushed into the Demon Slayer Division and the Shenhou Army.
Four days ago, the Shenhou Army went out to the Northern Territory to defeat thousands of demon armies led by the demon king of the sixth level of calamity.
In the past, even if the Shenhou Army could win such battles, they would inevitably suffer casualties of at least 20% to 30%.
However, with the help of gunpowder, the Shenhou Army achieved a complete victory with no more than a hundred casualties in that battle.
When Emperor Ming found out about this, Longyan was very happy and ordered the Shen Workshop to make gunpowder vigorously, hoping to promote it to all the armies of Daqian."
When Fei Xun heard this, he was surprised. This battle-loss ratio was simply appalling. You must know that in the past, when large armies solved ghost troubles that caused disasters, they had to use human lives to make up for it!
"It is precisely because of this matter that Junior Brother Qin often goes to the God's Workshop recently to discuss with Mr. Yuan how to continue to improve gunpowder." Yang Qian talked eloquently.
It turned out that Fei Xun's face improved slightly, but his mouth was still tough: "But even so, we can't delay his practice. According to the master, he entered Wensheng Dao Tradition late.
If you want to memorize all the national documents, it will take at least a year and a half.
Then it takes a lot of effort to get the handwriting from the Imperial College, start teaching classes, and confirm the beliefs and aspirations in your heart.
Then when do you want to step into the fifth-grade Haoran realm?"
At this time, Yang Qian raised his brows, stretched out his hand and interrupted: "Don't make any more noise. Junior Brother Qin, whom you miss so much, has already arrived at Haowen Academy and is on his way to the library at the moment."
"Seriously?" Fei Xun looked happy, then frowned and said, "When did I start thinking about him? Whether his love comes or not, it has nothing to do with me."
After hearing Fei Xun's suggestion, Qin Feng wanted to come to Haowen Academy to read through all the credentials, and then go to the Imperial Academy to pass the test and get the handwritten permission to start teaching.
Nai He is in Jianghu and can't help himself. There are too many things going on these days, and he is also very busy.
It wasn't until today that I had time to come over.
Haowen Academy is very big, and most of the students there are the kind of people who look down on others.
I asked for directions and no one answered me.
It was not easy to find a young man who looked shy and honest, and under his guidance, he found the location of the library.
"Excuse me, if I want to go to the Imperial College, how should I go?" Qin Feng asked.
The young man looked a little
Nervously, he pointed in a direction: "Go straight over there, and you can see a welcoming pine. Then, turn right and walk for a while, and you can see the courtyard of the Imperial College."
"I see." Qin Feng wanted to express his gratitude, but the young man left in a hurry, as if there was something urgent.
In desperation, he could only use the Haowen Order to directly take Ningshuang into the library.
It has to be said that Haowen Academy is indeed a holy place that scholars all over the world yearn for. The books contained in this library alone are dazzling.
Qin Feng found the bookshelf where the documents of credence were stored according to the labels, and then started to read them one by one.
In a blink of an eye, it was past noon.
In the Climbing Tower, Fei Xun said with satisfaction: "It's not bad. I forgot all about eating and sleeping in order to read, and I didn't even eat lunch.
If you can maintain this attitude all the time, and add some intelligence, you may be able to write down all the credentials in about half a year, pass the test of the Imperial College, and get the handwritten documents."
Yang Qian held the scroll in his hand, noncommittal, and suddenly he raised his eyebrows: "Junior brother Qin came out of the library."
"Well, you're out?!" Fei Xun was puzzled: "It's just past noon, are you going to have a meal?"
Yang Qian shook his head, showing a strange expression: "He seems to have gone in the direction of the Imperial College."
"Could it be the Imperial College?" Fei Xun's eyes widened.
Qin Feng and Ningshuang followed the young man's previous instructions and walked all the way west. After two sticks of incense, they saw the towering welcoming pine.
Then they turned right and climbed along the mountain road. After nearly half an hour, they saw the courtyard of the Imperial College.
Qin Feng couldn't help but complain in his heart, this Haowen Academy is so damn big that his legs are sore.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Lan Ningshuang looked at Qin Feng, who was out of breath, and asked with concern.
"What can happen to me? When I climbed the Wanjian Sect Sword Mountain before, I climbed up in one breath without even breathing!
It's just that the weather is getting colder and my body is not used to it." Even though the duck was cooked, Qin Feng's mouth was still hard.
He rested for a moment, and after regaining his breath, he continued: "Let's go in."
There are countless high-rise buildings and pavilions in the Imperial College. As the highest authority for supervising education, in addition to numerous students from Haowen Academy, there are also many officials sent by the imperial court.
Many children of royal relatives or powerful people were educated here when they were young.
When Qin Feng saw a middle-aged man, he stepped forward and asked respectfully: "Excuse me, where do I need to go if I want to get a handwritten letter that allows me to start teaching?"
The middle-aged man looked for fame, looked at Qin Feng carefully, and then replied coldly: "Going along the stone steps, there is a gate with a yellow plaque hanging on it.
Go inside and find Master Si Yemo. If you want to get the handwritten letter, you need to pass his test."
"Thank you." Qin Feng cupped his fists and left.
When the middle-aged man saw Qin Feng and the two walking away, he smiled disdainfully: "When did the reckless man in the Demon Slaying Division want to hold a class? What a joke.
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