Surrounded by everyone, Zi Tong's motorcade arrived at the Beizhou College Square.
Beizhou College was rebuilt on the site of the former Tianji Camp. The previous competition platform was damaged, so it was completely demolished and turned into a huge college square, which became more and more grand.
Above the gate, the four characters "Beizhou College" written by Beichen himself shined golden in the sun.
The college had already received the news at this time. Not only Murong Dongli and Meng Fusheng, the two vice-presidents, came out to greet him in person, but all the gentlemen and students in the college, including Jun Rumo, also lined up to greet him.
Who is coming?
The dean of the college, the Empress of Beizhou...the idol in the minds of countless students. Who doesn't want to see with their own eyes what kind of grace this empress, who has already become famous in Beizhou, is like?
The motorcade stopped in the square, the royal guards divided into two sides, and the carriage stopped in front of the main gate.
Zitu had already jumped out of the car behind him, put down the car seat for Zitong himself, and raised the curtain.
Under the gaze of countless people, Zi Tong stood up and got out of the carriage, stepped on the stool and got off.
Because it was a formal occasion, she was also wearing an extremely formal imperial robe.
Beizhou Continent is still dark, and the imperial robe on her body is also mainly black, with golden embroidery delicately depicting a golden phoenix bird spreading its wings, which is simple yet gorgeous.
The upper part of her long silk hair was tied up, and a golden phoenix ring was used on her head. A dark hairpin was pinned on her head. The rest of her hair was just casually spread over her shoulders, revealing her entire face, delicate and capable.
There was a faint smile on her lips.
There is a domineering imperial aura naturally revealed in his body.
Looking around, Zi Tong walked up the stairs with a smile. She was calm and domineering, yet still had the elegance and agility of a woman. Her kingly demeanor was naturally revealed, making people unable to help but admire her.
"Welcome the Empress!"
Murong Dongli and Meng Fusheng both took the initiative to salute her.
Friends are friends, and in such a large public situation, etiquette is indispensable.
As soon as the two took the lead, all the teachers and students behind them bowed and saluted Zi Tong.
"There is no empress in the academy. I am the dean now. You don't need to be bound by the etiquette of a monarch or a minister."
Zi Tongxu raised her palms to signal everyone to stand up, and then slowly moved her gaze away, passing over everyone present. Her gaze seemed casual, but it gave the impression that she was staying on everyone's face for a moment.
, feeling her gaze, everyone straightened their waists harder.
"Very good!" Zi Tong nodded lightly, with approval in his tone, "I believe that the future elites of Beizhou Continent are now in my eyes. I hope you will continue to work hard, because the future of Beizhou is in your hands.
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Just a few words made all the young people present excited.
"Dean, please!"
Murong Dongli raised his hand and asked her to go into the hospital.
Zi Tong walked into the academy accompanied by several people.
All the way through the college gate, Murong Dongli and Meng Fusheng gave her pointers from time to time.
Over the past six months, the academy has gradually gotten back on track. Zi Tong listened to the kung fu introduced by the two men, and the students have dispersed and returned to their respective places to practice in class.
Zi Tong briefly visited several important places in the entire academy, and even sat in on the martial arts class for a while. Looking at the atmosphere of the academy here, she was very satisfied.
According to her request, Beizhou College not only offers martial arts classes, astrology classes, weapon refining, alchemy and other courses, but also cultural classes and military classes.