As the bell rang three times, everyone, whether they were sleeping or meditating, opened their eyes.
It seems that the restrictions outside the dormitory have no effect on the sound of the bell.
Ximen Hao suddenly opened his eyes and found A'ke lying in his arms, looking at him eagerly.
This cold-faced girl probably looked at me like this all night.
"Ake, watch the cute girl and don't let her wander around. I'm going to class."
Ximen Hao got out of bed, quickly put on his bodysuit, threw the token to A Ke and went downstairs.
Akko finished putting it on slowly, then looked at the token in his hand and muttered:
"That little loli, if she doesn't obey you, I'll beat her up!"
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Outside the dormitory, a student wearing a white robe and a badge left the dormitory. Their goal was the square yesterday.
"Your Highness, please don't be too dissolute in the future, especially since we are going to Jintang today. Don't be demoted. That would be embarrassing."
Ji Wubing rested for a night and felt much more energetic.
However, no matter how energetic this guy is, he still looks sick and sick, as if a gust of wind could knock him down.
"Don't worry, I understand the severity. The only thing we have to do now is to try to communicate with our families first."
Ximen Hao said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, don't even think about it at Tiandu Academy. Look at this valley, although it looks ordinary, but the surrounding mountain walls have already been set up with magic circles. As long as there is any movement, the magic circles will be activated. "
Ji Wubing spent the whole night yesterday thinking about Tiandu Academy's defense.
"Then what should I do? I'm afraid that Yingying and Prajna alone can't stabilize the overall situation at home."
Ximen Hao was vaguely worried. The power he had just established must not be careless.
If he hadn't come to Tiandu Academy to be gilded, he really wouldn't have traveled so far. He would have come here to study regardless of his own power.
"Hehe! Don't worry, Your Highness, I have already inquired about it. In the capital of the Tang Dynasty, there is an official messenger station specially established. When it's time to rest, let's go to the Tiandu of the Tang Dynasty."
Ji Wubing shook his feather fan, and even when he arrived here, he still looked like he knew everything about the world.
"Mad! Is there anything in this world that you don't know about?" Ximen Hao cursed in a low voice.
"Hey! Of course."
"for example?"
"For example, Your Highness, your secret."
After Ji Wubing finished speaking, he quickened his pace and distanced himself from Ximen Hao.
Ximen Hao wanted to give this guy a kick, but fortunately the other guy ran fast.
Soon, sixty students gathered in the square yesterday.
On the high platform opposite, Dean Li Chunfeng and fifteen tutors from Tiandu College have been waiting for a long time.
"Everyone, starting from today, you will officially accept the teachings of Tiandu College! Even though there are only sixty of you, looking at Tianqing Continent, the emperors of various countries and the sect leaders are all students from here. Because our Tiandu College is the most valuable Fine, not too much..."
Li Chunfeng is an extremely qualified dean. He talks eloquently without repeating a single sentence, which makes the eyes of the students below jump.
After about a stick of incense, he waved his hand and ordered:
"Twenty students from Jintang, come out!"
Ximen Hao and others hurriedly got out of the queue and separated from the other forty people.
"Qingyang, the five of you come out and line up."
"Yes, Dean."
Feng Qingyang and four teachers in green robes came out. They all wore golden badges on their chests.
"Hello everyone, let me introduce myself. My name is Feng Qingyang. I am your cultivation teacher and the master of Jintang. The four beside me are your literature, statecraft, military, and miscellaneous studies teachers. We are five
Some of them have taught many people, including your fathers and even your ancestors. Therefore, whether you can become a talented person or not depends on you. Well, come with me."
Feng Qingyang introduced himself and the other four teachers, and then walked off the platform.
Ximen Hao looked at his four teachers below. Feng Qingyang looked like a middle-aged man, but judging from his status, he was probably quite old. He should be an old monster who had been practicing for many years.
The other four people were three men and one woman. Except for the young Kong Mozi who taught military affairs, the other two were old scholars.
However, the young and beautiful female teacher caught his attention.
Murong Xin, who teaches literature, is definitely young. Not only does he look at the other person’s appearance, but also his cultivation level, which is only in the middle stage of Soul Refining, and his temperament!
Maybe, this is an amazing talented woman!
Everyone followed the five future teachers out of the square and went straight to the golden hall where they were taught.
The other forty people were also divided into two teams and divided among the ten instructors above.
There are only these types of teachings at Tiandu Academy, and these five types, especially governance and military affairs, are compulsory courses for every royal disciple who comes to study!
Such as miscellaneous studies and spiritual practice, are the favorites of those sect disciples.
As for literature, whether it is important or not, it is not very important. It belongs to that kind of elective course.
Of course, with five half-day courses every day, no one will give up this rare opportunity.
Ximen Hao and other twenty Jintang students followed Feng Qingyang and five other teachers, crossed the small wooden bridge, crossed the passing stream, and finally stopped in front of the largest classroom in Tiandu College.
At this time, in the classroom, several handymen in gray robes had tidied the classroom neatly, and even placed pens, ink and various books on every low table.
The classroom is spacious and bright, with large desks, one for each person, and the distance between them is also large, so there is no feeling of crowding at all.
At the other end of the classroom is a podium, with a desk and other teaching supplies placed on the podium.
"You all go sit inside and find a fixed position. You are not allowed to change it at will in the future." Feng Qingyang said to the twenty people.
"Yes, teacher."
Ximen Hao and others saluted, and then walked into the classroom one by one with bamboo incense.
"Xiao Ji, come."
As soon as he entered the classroom, Ximen Hao took Ji Wubing's hand and followed Luo Li closely, even pushing Lei Ming and Ye Lingfeng aside.
Although Lei Ming and Ye Lingfeng were angry, they had learned from the past and had no choice but to endure it.
Luo Li finally sat in the window seat in the first row in front.
Ximen Hao directly pushed Ji Wubing behind Luo Li, causing the other party to secretly curse him for being shameless.
And he walked to the seat next to Luo Li and looked at the blond and blue-eyed James Bundy sitting there, with a gentle smile on his face.
"Mr. Band-Aid, can you give me this position?"
"Walt? Band-Aid? What the hell?"
James Bundy looked at Ximen Hao in confusion. He was very impressed by this guy.
Ximen Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense, and shamelessly sat next to Bundy and said with a smile:
"If you don't let me, then let's squeeze in."
"You...shameless!"
How could James Bundy, a gentleman, be squeezed into the same seat with such a shameless thing?