As soon as he entered the door, Yang Xuan saw a middle-aged woman kneeling behind the desk, holding a ruler in her right hand and gently patting the palm of her left hand.
this……
The woman said with a straight face: "I am An Ziyu."
"I've met Si Ye." Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he thought of Bao Dong's previous words about lighting three sticks of incense for himself.
An Ziyu moved her fingers, and the ruler rotated back and forth on her fingertips with great dexterity. She glanced at Yang Xuan and said casually: "Why is the Imperial College so precious? Just because the students of the Imperial College become officials as soon as they come out. But the Imperial College
If you are not an imperial scholar, why should you wait to become an official?"
I don't know!
Yang Xuangang was about to speak, and An Ziyu patted the table with a ruler, "Tai Xue and other places are official schools, and you can become an official after you come out. But Guozijian is about metaphysics, and if you want to be an official, you have to work harder. Newcomers have to hone their skills as soon as they come.
, Only by sharpening your character can you inherit my mantle of metaphysics."
Metaphysics... Yang Xuan thought of the student who fell at the door.
He was distracted.
Snap!
Yang Xuan couldn't help but bounce up under the severe pain on the back of his hand.
The ruler was still in An Ziyu's hand, and she said with a straight face, "Newcomers to the Imperial College must go to Chang'an County or Wannian County to polish their skills. They spend half the day studying in the Imperial College and the other half working in the two places. Where are you going?"
Hiss!
Yang Xuan glanced at the swollen back of his hand and couldn't help taking a breath. An Ziyu said: "The magistrate of Chang'an County likes to talk and is quite friendly to our Imperial College. Huang Wenzun, the magistrate of Wannian County, is arrogant, but he can be filial.
The emperor's bodyguards have served as county magistrates for ten thousand years, and they are not lacking in skills. Which one do you choose?"
A bodyguard who respects the emperor?
Yang Xuan saw the disdain on An Ziyu's lips and knew that this Si Ye looked down on Huang Wenzun.
"I'm going to Wannian County."
An Ziyu was startled, "Why?"
Yang Xuan said sincerely: "Siye, you said that if you don't experience wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow?"
"Students from our Imperial College are working everywhere and can still get promotions. If you go to Wannian County..." An Ziyu was stunned and waved his hand, "Let's go."
Qi Qu carries the meaning of the word "roll" at this time.
Can he still be promoted? Isn't this on-the-job study? No wonder the Imperial College is so prosperous. Yang Xuanma left quickly.
"This young man is in poverty, but he is still unyielding, woo woo woo..."
Outside the door, Yang Xuan remembered something and turned around to come in.
"Si...Si Ye?"
An Ziyu was choking, waving her hands, "Get out!"
Zhong Hui's voice came from outside the door, "An Siye cultivated the path of bitterness, but she made some mistakes back then, and her compassion inevitably overflowed."
learn!
Yang Xuan turned around, saluted, and asked: "Professor, if I were practicing metaphysics, would I be like this?"
"Of course not." Zhong Hui stroked his beard and said with a smile: "My metaphysics is profound and profound, and what I emphasize is inaction..."
It doesn't matter.
Yang Xuan helped him make up for this.
Zhong Hui thought about it carefully, "In the past fifty years, there are only ten people who have gone wrong in my metaphysics."
Ten people!
Yang Xuan's legs were a little weak, "Professor..."
Is it too late to drop out of school?
Zhong Hui glanced at him thoughtfully, "How many years does it take to have one person for five years?"
Yang Xuan thought it wasn't much.
Zhong Hui sighed: "The Imperial College recruits thirty people every year, plus the sixty people who are still studying, a total of ninety people... how many people are there?"
"Professor, how many years will you study?"
The clock will hold out three fingers.
Three years?
A deviation in five years is not much.
Yang Xuan said with emotion: "Isn't Si Ye the most serious?"
Zhong Hui shook his head, "She is the lightest."
…
Wannian County.
County Magistrate Huang Wenzun was talking to County Magistrate Qiu Sheng, and there were several people beside him.
Huang Wenzun is in his forties, with a rather plump build and a cold and dignified expression.
"The spies of the Southern Zhou Dynasty crossed southern Xinjiang. According to their footsteps, they should be near Chang'an. We must hurry up on this matter."
"Mingfu!"
Tang Xiaonian, the bad handsome man from Wannian County, came in with a gloomy look on his face, "Yesterday afternoon, I took my brothers to investigate the Southern Zhou spy, but the man escaped and one brother... was seriously injured."
Huang Wenzun was born as a guard, so he naturally had some skills. He asked calmly: "But a sneak attack?"
Tang Xiaonian nodded and clenched his fists, "The secret agent can use various scenes to hide his whereabouts, suddenly appear and take action, and then escape far away..."
Qiu Sheng said dissatisfiedly: "Have you ever encircled me?"
Tang Xiaonian quickly explained, "Ming Mansion, brothers are short of manpower..."
He glanced at Qiu Sheng and then fell silent.
Qiu Sheng has served as a county captain in Wannian County since he was thirty years old. Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he is still a county captain. This person is not responsible for his work, so every county magistrate has not received praise.
He was almost fifty, and this was his last chance, so whatever Huang Wenzun said, Qiu Sheng followed suit.
Qiu Sheng glanced at Huang Wenzun and smiled cautiously, "Ming Mansion, it is difficult to pursue this matter. If too many people die, the higher-ups will inevitably blame."
Huang Wenzun asked: "Where are the people from the Imperial College?"
Tang Xiaonian said: "The people from the Imperial College... were still here yesterday, but today they said they were on leave and didn't come."
"Mingfu."
A minor official came in and said, "Someone from the Imperial College is here."
Yang Xuan followed the clerk in and asked in confusion: "Isn't there someone in our Imperial College here?"
The clerk asked: "New here?"
Yang Xuan nodded, and the clerk curled his lips, "I've all taken leave."
He turned around and took a look, and when he saw Yang Xuan rolling his eyes, he warned: "Be more respectful when you see the Ming Dynasty later, and don't sway too much."
Yang Xuan shook his tail subconsciously.
Then he smiled apologetically.
Then he entered the check-in room.
"Is he a young man?" Qiu Sheng said dissatisfied: "Students in the Imperial College either take leave or take leave, completely forgetting their responsibilities. If the Southern Zhou spies make a big fuss this year, it will all be the Imperial College's fault."
When students of the Imperial College arrive here, even if they have a half-subordinate relationship, if they want to accumulate promotions, they must have the praise of their superiors.
This was a rule set by Emperor Wu back then. In order to make those indifferent sticks like Xuanxue work seriously, he worked very hard.
Yang Xuan followed Tang Xiaonian to the front yard.
Tang Xiaonian is quite tall, with a Chinese character face and full of righteousness.
There are two bad guys in the check-in room.
"The one holding the horse spear is Zhao Guolin, and the one reading is Wen Xinshu. His archery skills are good."
Zhao Guolin looked quite silent and had a generous figure, but Yang Xuan knew that Ma Shan was not something that ordinary people could use, and he was afraid that he had some background.
Wen Xinshu, who was in his late twenties, smiled and stood up to greet him, "Tang Shuai looks a bit more powerful today."
Tang Xiaonian said with a cold face, "This is Yang Xuan, who is new to the Imperial College. Regardless of how young he is... I don't know his abilities either."
This is a show of force.
Zhao Guolin looked at Yang Xuan silently. The horse he was holding on shook slightly, and a heavy breath came over him.
Wen Xinshu smiled and stretched out his hand, "Those who can enter the Imperial Academy are all talented people. Come and get close to me."
At this moment, Yang Xuan thought of the scene of two rams fighting for a mate.
Naturally, you cannot shrink at this time. Once you shrink, no one will take you seriously.
He stretched out his hand.
The two shake hands.
Wen Xinshu smiled and worked harder.
Yang Xuan looked at him calmly.
"Let go." Tang Xiaonian sat down with a big sword.
"We were originally four people, just in time to surround the four sides, but Chang Laoer was seriously injured and is recuperating. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back for a year and a half." Tang Xiaonian nodded to Yang Xuan, "The people from the Imperial College are naturally strong.
, So, I’ll go check it out in the afternoon.”
…
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Ning Yayun was playing the harp while offering wine at the Imperial Academy, and the sound was lingering.
An Ziyu knelt on the side and touched the fire break in her sleeve, trying to burn the guqin with fire.
Ning Yayun raised her eyes, and she saw that his hair and beard were gray, but he was so handsome that he suddenly looked like a man in his thirties. He smiled slightly, and she suddenly looked like a handsome man.
"The Imperial College and the Wang family became half allies through the left prime minister. Wang Douxiang just sent a letter saying that this son is quite alert. I thought, how lazy are the Imperial College members..."
"Ahem!" Zhong Hui coughed dryly, "Sacrifice wine, our Imperial College is Xianyun Yehe."
There was a look of helplessness in Ning Yayun's eyes, "If you eat the money and food from the court, you will be able to serve. This is what Emperor Wu said back then."
"So you just let this newcomer go?" An Ziyu said dissatisfied: "Jijiu, have you been playing the piano like crazy lately?"
Ning Yayun looked at her silently, and An Ziyu muttered: "In recent years, the Imperial College has really become lazy and has no intention of making progress. That's all, I'll catch him."
Zhong Hui changed his color, "Si Ye!"
Boom!
An Ziyu went out and slammed the door shut. Under the shock, the papers and people's beards and hair in the room started to float.
Ning Yayun stretched out her hand to press the strings, and everything in the room became quiet. He said slowly: "The wind is blowing. I feel a whirlpool that can suck the whole city of Chang'an into it. The Imperial College is lazy and it's time to boost its energy.
God, since that young man is alert, let him try it."
"Whirlpool?" Zhong Hui was puzzled.
Ning Yayun stroked the strings gently, "The whirlpool that even the Imperial Academy cannot avoid."
Ning Yayun slowly picked up the tea cup, took a sip, looked towards the direction of the imperial city, and said quietly: "That was a restless emperor. He was like that back then, and even more so now."
…
"Ready to go."
Tang Xiaonian led the team, "You go ahead and wait."
Yang Xuan and the others walked out silently.
Boom!
The sound of the door closing.
After waiting for a while, the sound of the door being opened was heard.
Boom!
The door was closed again.
Boom!
Boom!
Yang Xuan looked at Wen Xinshu, the kindest person.
Wen Xinshu shook his head, "Tang Shuai is just being cautious."
Yang Xuan stood on tiptoe and saw Tang Xiaonian across a clump of flowers and trees.
Tang Xiaonian pulled the door handle hard, pulled it out again, pushed it back...
He took a step back and pushed forward again.
What does this mean?
Later Tang Xiao came and said, "Let's go!"
After taking two steps, he looked back and actually wanted to go back.
"Shuai Tang." Zhao Guolin said solemnly: "It's closed, I'm sure."
"Oh!" Tang Xiaonian finally gave up in frustration.
All the way to the village outside the city.
"It was here yesterday." Tang Xiaonian stood in front of a piece of solidified blood, pointing to the earth wall in front, "The spy suddenly appeared from the earth wall, just with a knife..."
Wen Xinshu smiled and said: "Fortunately, Tang Shuai took action in time and forced the spy to retreat. By the way, Tang Shuai, how is the lady doing recently?"
Yang Xuan saw a real flatterer.
Tang Xiaonian sneered, "My daughter is very good."
"That's..." Wen Xinshu's series of flattery made Yang Xuan's eyelids jump wildly.
This is the daughter who has her eye on Tang Xiaonian and wants to be his son-in-law.
Zhao Guolin, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly put Ma Shan on his shoulders.
At the same time, Yang Xuan felt a chill on his spine and numbness on his scalp.
Choking!
The horizontal sword was unsheathed and slashed at Tang Xiaonian's side without hesitation.
clang!
A figure suddenly appeared, and he could be vaguely seen wearing gray-yellow clothes, almost consistent with the surrounding background. He also wore a mask of the same color, with only one pair of eyes exposed.
At this moment, these eyes looked at Yang Xuan in surprise.
…
I just finished writing it, but I didn’t revise it carefully. If you find any problems, please point them out and I will revise them. Thank you very much.
