"Dean! Why did he see me?"
He was stunned and thought about it for a while, probably because he wanted to discuss poetry and songs.
I regret the actions I made at the Lantern Festival poetry meeting. It was cool to be in the limelight, but it was also very troublesome.
The kindness is hard to turn down, and I will come to Daxia Academy again in the future, so it is hard to refuse.
Nod.
Follow the white shirt students along the path to a small study.
The smell of books is tangy, and the lights are friendly.
Zhao Gou, the dean of Daxia College, was sitting behind a huanghuali wood table, with unconcealable sadness on his thin face. After seeing Jiang Zirou walking from the door, he moved his body and was about to stand up. stand up.
But halfway through.
But he coughed twice, nodded, squeezed a stiff smile on his face, and sat back slowly.
On the wooden chairs on the left and right sides, there were also two scholars in Confucian shirts sitting.
These two are well-known scholars in the imperial capital, experts at the master level, even though Jiang Zirou doesn't go out often, he has heard of them a little bit.
Old and kind-looking, the one with white hair and white eyebrows is the master Go player, Shen Tuxu.
The one on the right is younger, with a Chinese character face, and the one with a dignified appearance is Yu Bai, a master of military art.
"Hello, Dean Zhao, and hello, seniors."
Slightly nodding his head as a greeting.
A smile appeared on Yu Bai and Shen Tuxu's faces, and they had a good impression of Jiang Zirou, who was both educated and beautiful.
The same is true for Zhao Gou.
But compared to his two brothers who are purely out of appreciation... he thinks about a lot more things.
Squinting his eyes, he found a tiny scratch on Jiang Zirou's cuff near his shoulder, the thickness of a pin, and the lining is also red, so it's hard to find if you don't look carefully.
The material of the clothes can also be right...
Indeed!
Although I had prepared for a long time, I still felt unbelievable after it was confirmed.
How old is she... fifteen? He is still sixteen years old, but he has already achieved achievements that ordinary people can hardly look up to in ten lifetimes.
Whether it is in martial arts or in literature.
too exaggerated!
In Daxia Xuegong, a sacred place of martial arts, I have been the dean for more than 20 years. I have never seen such a genius, but he is as strong as the girl in front of me.
Never thought about it.
Thinking of Fang Fang's performance of treating fame like floating clouds at the poetry meeting, and what Henghuang said to himself...
Powerful and indifferent.
Su Shi is independent, horizontal but not flowing.
In times of crisis, he was able to turn the tide several times...Unknowingly, Zhao Gou felt a little admiration in his heart.
Wasn't my master the same way back then
"Cough, cough..."
The coughing sound from the side woke up Zhao Gou who was thinking wildly.
winked
"I don't know why the dean called me here this time?"
"It's not a big deal. It's just that outsiders are prohibited from entering and leaving the Great Xia Academy. Once or twice is fine. If there are too many times, the teachers and students of the college will inevitably complain. After all, the most important thing for scholars is the rules."
"Is that so..."
I don't think it's wrong, but there are so many books in the Sutra Pavilion, and what I need is not small, and I can't read them all once or twice.
Just as Jiang Zirou frowned and thought.
Zhao Gou's smiling words came again.
"However, if Her Royal Highness is willing to have a place in the academy, then no one will gossip."
"You mean to let me be a student in the academy?"
"This is not right!"
Shaking his head, in his previous life, Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, and died suddenly just after graduation... In this life, if he continues to study, he will be frozen to death!
Absolutely not!
Jiang Zirou looked serious.
Zhao Gou stood up from the chair, with a warm smile on his thin face.
"No...you misunderstood, I don't mean to let you come to the academy as a student, but as a teacher, an honorary teacher!
You can freely enter and leave the Great Summer Academy, you can receive a generous stipend, and you can also mobilize the resources in the Great Summer Academy. You only need to come to the school to give two lectures when you have time. "
"Of course, if you don't have time, you don't have to give lectures."
"That's not good!"
Jiang Zirou opened his mouth, wondering why Zhao Gou proposed such a generous treatment.
...Could it be that he found out that I killed that monster
It shouldn't be!
How can a small martial arts master see through the vision of a saint
It wasn't just Jiang Zirou who felt that something was wrong.
Even the two Confucian scholars beside him got up anxiously from their chairs.
Pulling Zhao Gou's sleeve, he chattered endlessly:
"This matter is inappropriate, how can the position of honorary teacher be given at will?"
"That's right!"
Zhao Gou pondered a little, clapped his hands, and said simply:
"How about this...Your Highness, you can write another poem or article here. If it can be passed down, it will be a beautiful thing, and it will not cause others to gossip. I wonder how the two senior brothers feel?"
"Eternal articles, you can make them if you want to."
Shentu Xu, with white hair and eyebrows and a kind face, said, "I'm fine."
Yu Bai also said, "I'm fine too."
"Then what's wrong with His Highness?"
Zhao Gou's heart was beating wildly, and he was really afraid that the girl in front of him would shake his head and refuse. If so, he would not have such a good chance to hug his thigh next time.
"What's the question?" There was no rush to answer.
"Persuasion, determination... or other things, as long as it's relevant!"
Hearing that Jiang Zirou didn't directly refuse, he quickly said with a shy smile.
"All articles and poems are acceptable?"
"Anything!"
"Then I'm fine."
Jiang Zirou's face was relaxed.
"Great!" Unable to conceal his excitement, he fetched the Four Treasures of the Study and polished them for Jiang Zirou himself, before stepping aside.
The other two bad old men also tiptoed secretly.
He stared wide-eyed, wanting to see what this famous princess, the eldest princess, was going to do.
After brewing for a while, the pen goes away.
In an instant, a line of bold characters appeared in the eyes of everyone.
But Jiang Zirou wrote on the rice paper:
"Set up a heart for the world, a life for the people, a legacy for the saints, and peace for all generations."
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Today's update is relatively late, mainly because the last sentence used feels too vulgar, and there is no need to feel that there are no other sentences that are too suitable. I struggled with checking the information back and forth for an hour, which caused the update time to be very late. I am very sorry! Continue to code the next chapter, you can rest first, and read it tomorrow morning.