My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 185 - 163 Fan Yushu (Two-in-One Long Chapter)_2
Chapter 185: Chapter 163: Fan Yushu (Two-in-One Long Chapter)_2
Chapter 185: Chapter 163: Fan Yushu (Two-in-One Long Chapter)_2
Zhao Rong snapped back to reality and pondered the idea that had just struck him, feeling it plausible.
“Perhaps this might please her… Should I give it a try?”
Zhao Rong set aside the book he could no longer bear to read and prepared to take out some paper and a pen, when he suddenly noticed that the focused scholar beside him was doing the same.
The young man took out a piece of exquisitely clean paper and laid it out, holding the book with one hand while gripping a jade brush in the other, his expression solemn. He glanced at the book, steadied his breath, focused his mind, and began to write, occasionally looking up at the book pages.
Watching this scene of concentrated reading and serious scholarship, Zhao Rong suddenly felt somewhat guilty. He looked around; there were many scholars and students engaging in their morning reading by the lakeside.
“Speaking of which, everyone is studying hard early in the morning, and here I am slacking off writing a love letter… Is this inappropriate?”
But who was Zhao Rong? He quickly saw it differently.
Is something scholarly really considered slacking off? Writing a love letter is also a way to cultivate one’s sentiments, isn’t it?
This is a matter of elegance.
Zhao Rong nodded, unchanging in his expression, took out his paper and pen, and like the scholar in the pavilion, who occasionally frowned and then relaxed as he wrote seriously, Zhao Rong sat up straight, his expression severe, and began writing the first love letter to his lady.
Shortly after.
The early sun had completely risen from behind the mountain, its rays piercing through the sea of clouds, illuminating the vast forest.
Not far away, the eagerly awaited gate of the residence was opened, and Teacher Yan came out, ready to depart.
Upon seeing Teacher Yan leave, Zhao Rong saw everyone gather around him, so he too stood up to pack his belongings, preparing to leave the pavilion.
Just as he turned to leave, he noticed that the young man who had spent the morning reading with him had also packed up his things and was ready to leave.
The two men paused at the door in tacit agreement, exchanging glances for a moment.
Zhao Rong chuckled lightly, “Brother, are you also planning to accompany Teacher Yan on his lecture tour outside?”
The young man cleared his throat, his voice somewhat sharp, and earnestly replied, “Exactly. I am Fan Yushu. Might I inquire how my fellow scholar likes to be addressed?”
“My name is Zhao Ziyu, I just arrived at the academy yesterday.”
Fan Yushu nodded without changing his expression and said nothing more. The two of them left the pavilion together and headed for Teacher Yan’s gathering place.
At about a quarter past the hour of Chen, the disciples under Teacher Yan Jidao gathered and set off on a journey to Taiching Prefecture, about a hundred li away, with around a dozen people in the group.
Along the way, Li Jinsu came over to Zhao Rong to introduce him to the others around them.
This included the young scholar named Fan Yushu.
It turned out that he, like Zhao Rong, had been recommended by Teacher Yan and joined the Academy as a student with special talents, but he had arrived much earlier than Zhao Rong.
Fan Yushu seemed to be well-acquainted with Li Jinsu, calling him “Big Brother” affably upon his arrival.
Among their peers with special talents was another unremarkable-looking student who appeared quite reserved. After Li Jinsu’s introduction, he just slightly curled his lips, nodded towards Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu, and then shifted his gaze away.
Afterward, Li Jinsu exchanged a few more words with a smile, then returned to the front beside Teacher Yan.
He was an inner chamber disciple of Teacher Yan, and since Confucianism values respecting teachers and prioritizing their teachings, he was bound to attend closely to his teacher until he completed his studies.
Fan Yushu glanced at the retreating figure of Li Jinsu, then turned back to examine Zhao Rong.
He deftly flicked his right hand, opening his jade folding fan effortlessly. The fan was graceful and exquisite, with the outer edges rounded and the inner square, and the words “Orchid and Yushu” inscribed on it.
Fan Yushu gently fanned himself, the corners of his mouth curving up, “Brother Ziyu, being recommended by Teacher Yan to join the academy must mean you are full of knowledge and overflowing with talent. I was rude earlier; please forgive me.”
Zhao Rong raised an eyebrow, “Brother Yushu is mistaken, I am of modest talent and was only fortunate to have the care of an elder, which earned me Teacher Yan’s recommendation to the academy. However, Brother Yushu clearly is a cut above…”
Fan Yushu sighed, cutting off Zhao Rong’s words, “Brother Ziyu, please do not overpraise me. It seems we are similar; were it not for family elders who know Teacher Yan and are in good terms with him, how could someone like me with my meager learning gain entry to Linlu Academy? However…”
His expression became serious as he earnestly continued, “Since we are both special talents who have entered the academy, we must study diligently, embrace our humility, and strive to work ten times as hard as the other students. Only then can we live up to Teacher Yan’s and our elders’ great expectations.”
His heartfelt words, neither too loud nor too soft, were heard by many of the surrounding Confucian scholars. Except for some naturally less adept individuals, most had decent levels of cultivation and thus caught the gist of the conversation, showing approving expressions.
In the front, Teacher Yan, who was quietly teaching a few close disciples something, heard the words from behind and subtly nodded his head.
The silent student standing beside Fan Yushu could only look forward determinedly.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong blinked. What else could he say at that moment? He just nodded.
Linlu Academy was indeed a place where scholarly and Confucian principles robustly thrived; who knew what dazzling peers were among those new students yet to be met… No, one must strive even harder in the future.
As autumn progressively rose, it reached its peak in the sky.
In the afternoon, Yan Jidao arrived at the Taiching Four Mansions with a group of students.
Taiching Prefecture gathered the geniuses and leaders from the entire Wangque Continent.
The entry standard was to reach the late stage of the Fu Yao Realm before the age of sixteen.
Within, there were four mansions.
Fu Yao Mansion, Taiyi Mansion, Kunpeng Mansion, Tranquility Mansion.
New students in the Fu Yao Realm would start at the Fu Yao Mansion until they breached the first major barrier set by the mountain’s cultivators.
If one followed the path of a martial artist, they would cultivate in Kunpeng Mansion.
If Heart Lake manifested a Lifebound Flying Sword, they could choose the path of Sword Cultivator and cultivate in Tranquility Mansion.
If they could not manifest a Lifebound Flying Sword or if its grade was exceedingly low, they would join Taiyi Mansion.
Even after entering these three mansions, the competition remained extremely fierce. Although everything provided by the Taiching Four Mansions was free of obligation and supplied by all of the Human Clan in Wangque Continent, the allocation of resources had to be fought for with one’s talent, cultivation, and sweat.
Even so, the number of residence students in Taiching Prefecture who managed to graduate each session was no more than a handful.
In some years, there were even none.
Being in the Golden Core Realm by the age of twenty-eight was considered almost unbelievable elsewhere on Wangque Mountain.
Some of the medium powers’ leaders on the mountain were only at this realm, and they too could be considered Great Cultivators.
This was even more impressive before the age of twenty-eight.
If they exceeded this age, they had to leave the mansion and become abandoned students.
The Taiching Four Mansions were very close to Linlu Academy, with extremely frequent interactions between the two.
The role of Confucian teacher within Taiching Prefecture was often held by the teachers from Linlu Academy on a rotating basis.
Moreover, Confucianism was considered a very important course within the mansions.
Because the Confucian Great Dao was closest to the essence of the Vast Realm, the cultivation techniques provided by the Taiching Four Mansions for this realm were created by Confucian Saints.
The most numerous, the students of Fu Yao Realm wishing to have a realm breakthrough, had to study Confucianism well, reading several anthologies of graded poetry. Even if their effects were not as profound as those of Falling Flower poetry, reading more could sometimes lead to a kindred piece that sparked a breakthrough opportunity.
And now, Teacher Yan, leading his students to the Taiching Prefecture, was about to take over from the previous academy teacher to become one of the Confucian teachers at Tranquility Mansion.
The location of the Taiching Four Mansions was unique; half was inside Du You East City and the other half outside the city.
That is to say, aside from the East City Gate, it was the only place where one could enter or leave East City.
Zhao Rong, following Teacher Yan and his group, had now arrived at the southern gate located outside of Taiching Prefecture.
He stood at the back of the line, looking up. On each side of this southern gate, there were mountainsides reaching a hundred feet high.
The stones facing outward were smooth as mirrors, devoid of any vines, revealing their pure white color.
Etched upon them were row upon row of text, each character sharply defined. From afar, they seemed densely packed.
This was… Taiching’s Talented List.
Zhao Rong suddenly realized; he had heard about this from Gui a long time ago.
The name of every residence student who graduated from Wangque’s Taiching Prefecture was engraved upon it.
He glanced hurriedly and saw several familiar names at the bottom of the list.
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Cheng Lugu, twenty-eight years old, Daoist Cultivator, Fifth Grade of Golden Core.
Lu Yao’er, twenty-seven years old, Sword Cultivator, Fourth Grade of Golden Core.
Ning Ying, four hundred twenty-one years old, unique Sword Cultivator…
