Chen Changsheng cherished time very much.
Discovered that the other end of the marriage contract was a phoenix, continuously endured the humiliation and oppression of the big men, and even appeared in the palace... If he was an ordinary boy, he would have been depressed and aggrieved to death, and even about to have a nervous breakdown, but he did not hurt the spring and the autumn Time, time without anger, what he lacks most is time.
So once he sees the target, he will go straight forward without hesitation, without hesitation, without shouting, silent and persistent, and seize the day and night.
Now his goal is to get the first place in next year's imperial examination.
For him who has not yet successfully washed his marrow, this goal is too far away. After he said it in the inn yesterday, even the most narcissistic and proud Tang Thirty-Six was completely speechless, but Chen Changsheng did not waver in the slightest. On the contrary, because this goal is too far away, he cherishes every tick of the clock, every quicksand in the pot, and the most subtle shadow strokes left by the stone pillars on the ground.
So what if the Orthodox Academy is run-down? So what if the building is covered with ivy and looks like it's about to collapse? He didn't care about it, he didn't have time to care about it, he walked on his own path with concentration and certainty, he left the lakeside, walked into the depths of the college with high spirits, and prepared to start his study career as soon as he found someone...
Half an hour later, he was alone in the atrium, covered with weeds, with insects singing faintly, alone, looking around in a daze.
He couldn't find anyone, not a single one. Previously, he thought that no matter how deserted and dilapidated the Orthodox Academy would be, there would at least be some left-behind teachers or old gatekeepers. Who would have thought that he searched the entire academy, not to mention people, even people who had visited recently? There is no trace of it.
Behind the atrium of the National Education College is the once majestic main teaching building, but now it has become a gloomy ruin. The buildings above the second floor have collapsed. Only half of the former stone lion fountain is left. It grows out of the tree, with small purple flowers on the branches, beautiful and sad.
It is obviously not the trace left by the wind and rain, and it has nothing to do with time. It should have been more than ten years ago or earlier. There was a tragic battle here, and the main teaching building was affected, which made it so miserable. Chen Changsheng thought silently, shook his head, and walked towards the relatively well-preserved building on the right.
The building was built of mixed stone and wood, about several feet high. The stone walls were covered with ivy and moss. The paint on the beams, columns, doors and windows was peeling off. It looked extremely dilapidated. There was a plaque above the stone steps of the main entrance. It took time to recognize two of the characters, confirming that this building should be related to the collection of books.
He walked to the window and looked in. The light was a little dim, but he could still see clearly. There were many books densely packed on the bookshelves inside. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there were so many books in the Orthodox Academy, which had been in decline for many years. Didn't the church hall take it away? Did the court ignore it
Books are the first and most familiar things he comes into contact with in this world, just like ordinary people's memories of milk, they are innately close, and can give infinite spiritual comfort—at this time, he was looking at so many books through the window, unable to come. As a result, some depressed emotions became slightly uplifted.
He walked to the main door, and was about to push the door to enter when he saw a brass lock hanging on the door. The surface of the copper lock is dull and dull, and the place where it touches the door is faintly patinaed. It is extremely old, and it has not been opened for a long time. More importantly, there is a very powerful aura faintly emanating from the copper lock. .
He felt that there should be a very strong formation hidden in the copper lock.
— No wonder the Orthodox Academy has been abandoned for so many years, but the collection of books can still be preserved so intact, and it has not been stolen by those elegant thieves and bastards who are short of money. Thinking of this, his mood became better, but he didn't know how to open the lock, because he didn't have the key, and he didn't know if he had the key. Even if he had the key, where was the key? In whose hands
He didn't even know who to ask, because there was no one in this academy.
Not worried that anyone would steal the books inside, since he couldn't get in for the time being, he was not in a hurry, and walked towards the dormitory building he passed by when he was looking for someone earlier. The dormitory of Orthodox College consists of dozens of small buildings, occupying a large area, with green trees and vines everywhere. It can be said that the environment was quiet back then, but now it looks a bit gloomy.
He randomly found a small building and pushed the door in. He was greeted with a musty smell. He looked at the dust in the room, the cobwebs on the corners of the beams, and the broken windows, and he confirmed that it was difficult to clean. He couldn't arrange it properly for a while, so he shook his head and left, thinking that he wanted to move here from the inn, it might have to wait for a while.
Standing by the stone path outside the small building, looking at the dense forest that obscures the sky, looking at the weeds in the forest, looking at the stone bench that can only be hidden by a corner of the weeds, listening to the chirping of insects to vent their energy, feeling the gloomy Chen Changsheng slowly closed his eyes against the breath of time and the truth that had been buried by time.
Decades ago, countless boys and girls with amazing talents walked side by side on the stone path, or sat side by side on the stone bench. Occasionally, there were sword lights passing by in the forest, and the sound of reciting Daozang was everywhere. In the small building behind him From time to time, there will be laughter, the bell of the palace in the distance can be heard, and the students are running happily while knocking on their rice bowls.
When he opened his eyes, those pictures did not exist, only the deserted and lonely forest and dilapidated small buildings.
The Orthodox Academy is located in the center of Kyoto, right next to the Imperial Palace, but it has been forgotten by the whole world.
The former splendor and beauty no longer exist, the laughter and laughter have gone nowhere, and he is the only one standing here alone.
He suddenly felt a little sad, although it was only for a short time, he was driven away from his heart.
He suddenly felt that this place was good, if he could see those pictures again.
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Being able to see the lively scenes of the Orthodox Academy decades ago, being able to see those boys and girls with amazing spiritual talents, and being able to see those pictures of the past is not because Chen Changsheng has some special ability, nor is it because he is good at imagining. , but because he has read related books.
Pulling off the green vines on the stone wall outside the courtyard gate, seeing the four words "National Education College", many related records in Daozang gradually appeared in his mind, turned into real words, transformed into pictures, deeply It was so vividly branded on the ground that he realized that he knew a lot about the history and things of this academy.
This is not too incomprehensible. He can remember the most inconspicuous sidenote in the enrollment rules of Tiandao Academy, and he can remember the extremely cumbersome military discipline of Zhaixing Academy. Naturally, he should remember the historical inheritance and related things of Orthodox Academy , There are too many things in the three thousand volumes of Daoist classics.
Now the Orthodox Academy may only have him as a student, and even as the Granny Ning said, there is not even a teacher, but since he starts to study in the Orthodox Academy, there are always some things to do, for example, he must go to the library. The key, for example, he wants to apply for money—he remembers very clearly that the Great Zhou court has relevant education subsidies for each college, as long as the college exists, it will be issued on an annual basis, the Star Reaching College is issued by the military, and the subsidy for the National Education College It is handled by the Cardinal Division of Sacred Education.
Coincidentally, the keys and roster of the Orthodox Academy should also be kept there.
Chen Changsheng left the Orthodox Academy, followed the instructions on the map, and arrived at the Cardinal Office of Sacred Education in a short time—it was a very inconspicuous building, with more than thirty stone steps in front of the main entrance, and stone pillars. Tall, but still inconspicuous, because dozens of redwoods are planted outside the building, hiding everything inside.
No matter how bright the sky is, it is difficult to illuminate everything inside.
The main entrance of the Cardinal's Office was very deserted, and after a long time, he would occasionally see a priest wearing a black robe passing by. Chen Changsheng walked up the stone steps, feeling a little weird, and noticed a certain place behind the building. It was extremely lively, and many people were chatting there.
Walking into the cardinal's office and finding the relevant staff, he said, "I want to get the roster and keys."
"What book and key?"
The clerk murmured, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face full of frivolous flesh, not expressing contempt, but about to fall asleep in the spring breeze, half dreaming of something beautiful.
Chen Changsheng said loudly, "The roster and key of the Orthodox Academy."
The clerk slowly opened his eyes, yawned, walked to the window and washed his face, finally regained consciousness, walked back to the desk, gave him a look of annoyance, took out a file from the drawer, and pulled it out. Said openly: "Tell me the name of your school again."
This time, Chen Changsheng paid great attention to the clarity of his pronunciation, and said with a correct accent, "National Education College."
The clerk didn't even think about it, but felt that the name was completely unfamiliar. He stopped pulling the file, raised his head, looked at Chen Changsheng with a frown and said, "When did there become another academy in the capital? Did you report it? Have you paid the taxes that should be paid? Who approved it?"
"It's not the New College, it's the National Education College."
National...teaching...school...academy.
The clerk frowned and thought for a while, feeling as if he had heard the name somewhere, but couldn't remember it. In the past ten years, he had dealt with various colleges in Kyoto countless times, but he had never heard of it. Was there such an Orthodox Academy... Suddenly, he remembered.
His face instantly became extremely gloomy, as if water was about to drip.
Chen Changsheng didn't know what happened.
The clerk said in a slightly cold voice, "Are you kidding me?"
Chen Changsheng was a little at a loss, thinking, what are you kidding
The clerk stood up suddenly, slapped the table heavily, and shouted loudly: "Do you think this is a place for joking!"
Chen Changsheng wanted to say something.
The clerk shouted angrily: "Which college are you a little brat! How dare you come here to tease the teacher!"
Chen Changsheng said innocently: "I am really a student of the Orthodox Academy."
The clerk looked at him like an idiot and said, "Make it up, keep making it up."