My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 179 - 160 In the End Still Took the Back Door
Chapter 179: Chapter 160: In the End, Still Took the Back Door
Chapter 179: Chapter 160: In the End, Still Took the Back Door
“Is the junior brother from Great Chu?”
Li Jinsu, walking shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Rong, suddenly spoke up.
Having his train of thought interrupted, Zhao Rong turned his head and glanced at Li Jinsu’s profile, seeing him looking back with curiosity, he nodded, “Indeed, I grew up in Qianjing of Great Chu since childhood.”
Zhao Rong added, “Why, does Brother Li know of Great Chu?”
Li Jinsu’s smile was radiant, his voice clear as he said, “Honestly, my hometown is Nanyue Country, which happens to be adjacent to Great Chu. In this way, junior brother and I can also be considered, in a sense, old neighbors.”
Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, then chatted with Li Jinsu about the customs surrounding Great Chu, finding quite a few topics in common. In a short while, the two of them had grown much friendlier towards each other.
The two of them chatted while meandering through the Academy.
Along the way, Zhao Rong saw scholars from the Academy and many figures of teachers, evoking an impression of a rich Confucian culture and scholarly atmosphere.
Feeling much more acquainted with Li Jinsu, Zhao Rong decided to ask with a certain speculation in mind:
“Brother Li, may I ask why Teacher Yan wanted to see me, and why do you call me junior brother?”
Li Jinsu was taken aback for a moment, tilting his head to look at Zhao Rong, puzzled, he said:
“You don’t know? Well, the letter that your uncle from Great Chu asked you to deliver, I don’t know the specifics of what it said, but from what the teacher suggested, it should be that your uncle has asked him to admit you into the Academy for your studies.”
Zhao Rong frowned and remained silent.
Teacher Fang had never told him that the letter he delivered was regarding himself; Zhao Rong had always thought that he, well, and Teacher Fang, were just simply helping the State Preceptor of Great Chu deliver a letter…
But it turned out that the letter was actually related to him, a letter of recommendation for him!
Zhao Rong did not know the State Preceptor of Great Chu, and even in his memories, he had only caught a distant glimpse of the man’s back during a Confucian Temple sacrifice ceremony held by the Imperial College of Great Chu.
If one were to say that the State Preceptor was concerned with the culture and education of Great Chu and was recommending students to study at the Academy, that argument didn’t hold water.
At that time, among the many students in the Imperial College, Zhao Rong was not outstanding. If there had been such an opportunity, it would not have been his turn.
Could it be that Duke Mansion had arranged this in secret for him? Was the old madame of the family hoping he would stay in Du You City to mend relations with Qing Jun?
That was also possible.
Because he had already made up his mind to leave at that time, and everyone in Duke Mansion knew that he had bought a transcontinental boat ticket. If they had spoken to him directly about this matter, he probably would have outright refused. However, using Teacher Fang’s request to deliver a letter as a pretense, it was indeed possible to get him, at the time, to travel to Du You City, even though when he later went to see Teacher Fang, he initially refused the task.
But logically, if that was the case, then Qing Jun should also have been aware of this, because to ease the relations, both parties need to know that the other is in Du You City; there’s no reason for the old madame to keep this from Qing Jun.
Yet, based on Qing Jun’s reaction when they met, it was clear that she hadn’t expected him to come to Du You City; she was unaware.
Zhao Rong furrowed his brows.
So… did Teacher Fang arrange this for him?
Did Teacher Fang know the State Preceptor of Great Chu?
But Teacher Fang was clearly just an ordinary person, well, at least that’s how he remembered him. How could Teacher Fang know a great Confucian Cultivator like the State Preceptor? Okay, it’s a bit possible, but very unlikely, and he never mentioned this.
Zhao Rong suddenly smiled.
Could it be that Teacher Fang is actually a hidden great master?
Well, I have a childhood sweetheart who’s a Sword Immortal Lady, a Sword Spirit in my forehead that used to be a fallen great power, and now a deeply connected teacher from my childhood turns out to be a hidden big shot… I’m the very mold of a protagonist in a storybook, only missing the part where I’m not really a waste but have a special peerless constitution.
Speaking of which, does Teacher Fang also have a stunningly beautiful daughter with talent that rivals Qing Jun’s, who will later cry and beg to marry me?
Zhao Rong’s lips curved into a smile.
But as he smiled, his smile slowly faded away.
Because Zhao Rong remembered what Lin Wenruo told him about the affair of Zhao Qingyi.
He recalled that Teacher Fang was originally the enlightenment teacher at Duke Mansion’s private school run by the Zhao family.
He remembered Qing Jun reaching the Ascending Realm in four years just to pull out that sword that could emit a snow-white Sword Qi.
He remembered how his mother disregarded his aspirations and future prospects, forcibly trying to match him with Qing Jun.
He also recalled the commotion caused by the great demon of Zhi Shui Country in the mountains.
And there was his father, whom he had never met…
Throughout his growth, various hints and clues weighed repeatedly on his mind.
Zhao Rong felt as if there was a vast net surrounding him, enveloping everything.
Was there an eye hidden in the darkness, watching him at this very moment?
Could it be that someone had been tailing him all the way from Longquan Crossing to Du You City?
Zhao Rong didn’t know.
He also didn’t know whether it was he or Qing Jun who was the eye-blocking technique, or whether both of them were a distraction.
Was the real Zhao Qingyi actually… Qian’er?
Or perhaps, none of the three were, and Zhao Qingyi was someone else entirely.
Zhao Rong didn’t know.
But there was one thing Zhao Rong was certain of.
And that was he didn’t want to have anything to do with this Zhao Qingyi, not even the slightest connection with him, Qing Jun, or Qian’er.
Because even being the unknown Zhao Qingyi’s distraction was extremely dangerous.
Now, all he wanted was to be with Qing Jun and Xiao Xiao, to study, cultivate, and live a good life.
He didn’t want to be entangled in such enormous grudges and grievances in the slightest.
It was nothing but endless trouble.
Indeed, the legitimate bloodline of the Fu Yao Zhao family was glorious, and the authority to select the imperial heirs was immense.
But one needed to be alive to seize it.
With great power comes great responsibility, and a foreboding of great danger…
Seeing Zhao Rong’s contemplative expression, Li Jinsu thought for a moment and explained:
“Aside from the public assessment every three years, the Academy provides some special quotas to the teachers, as a kind of benefit. And these special recruitment quotas are not much restricted, as long as one is not a scoundrel or incompetent.”
“Little junior brother, our teacher still has a few quotas left. By asking to see you this time, it seems he intends to give you one of them. When you meet the teacher later, try to make a good impression. However, don’t be too nervous. Although the teacher appears strict and austere on the surface, he is actually amiable and easy to get along with in private. Based on what I know as your senior brother, since he is inviting you to meet him, the matter is likely already settled. The meeting is just to get to know you.”
Zhao Rong nodded slightly, temporarily setting aside his tangled thoughts, and looked at Li Jinsu, who was smiling warmly and considering him carefully.
Zhao Rong’s brows smoothed out as he bowed with folded hands, his tone sincere.
“I appreciate the guidance, Senior Brother Li.”
Li Jinsu suddenly pulled a stern face, “Still calling me Senior Brother Li?”
Zhao Rong blinked, “Eldest senior brother.”
Li Jinsu looked at Zhao Rong, his fellow townsman junior brother, and nodded in satisfaction, “That’s more like it.”
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He thought for a moment, then earnestly admonished him again.
“According to the Academy’s rules, you must study in the external institute alongside your peers for over a year before having the opportunity to be chosen as a direct disciple by a teacher. However, as long as you study diligently, avoid crooked paths, earnestly delve into learning with the right attitude, let’s not mention the standards of other teachers, I believe you will likely pass my teacher’s assessment quite easily. If not, since you have already called me your eldest senior brother, I will plead for you if necessary, but you must also make an effort.”
Zhao Rong was taken aback at first, still harboring some suspicion, but now he felt somewhat moved. This fellow townsman eldest senior brother… was rather warm.
Moreover.
Was this the feeling of getting an insider advantage through connections?
Pretty good…
Zhao Rong was just about to respond when, at that moment, in front of him and Li Jinsu, hurriedly approached a… Confucian-robed woman?
