The temperature is rising and the weather is getting warmer day by day.
Under the sunshine, green potato seedlings grew freely, changing their appearance every day, much to the delight of the villagers wandering around.
Other fields in Shenjia Village have also been renovated, and soybeans have been used to replace the original wheat.
Perhaps it's because the villagers have hope. Even when faced with a large field of soybeans that have not yet sprouted, they don't sigh like other villages. Instead, every family is full of positivity.
Whenever anyone asked why they were so happy, Aunt Cuihua and others would smile and change the subject. Most of the people who simply asked were women from other villages, and their attention was quickly diverted by the gossip.
In the small courtyard of Shen's family, Shen Xingluo, who had put on new clothes, pushed open the door and walked out.
It was a sky blue gown, the most common style worn by scholars nowadays. The neckline, belt and cuffs were embroidered with exquisite yet elegant patterns, but there were no other patterns.
Common clothes made of common fabrics would not attract anyone's attention at first glance on Lin'anfu Street, but at the moment its owner is very dazzling.
Chen Xingluo has a handsome appearance, with a somewhat refined scholarly air, but his pair of black eyes that seem to see through the world give him a more solemn and breathtaking aura.
"...lady?"
In the hospital, Cheng Xi came to his senses and said, "Master's medicine is so effective. It has only been a few days and there are no traces on your profile."
"Well, thank you very much, Master."
Chen Xingluo pursed his lips slightly, stepped forward and took the jar of wine from her hand, "Let's go, it's getting late."
Today they were going to Fucheng to visit Master Du in the academy, who was Shen Xingluo's mentor.
Huaiyuan Academy is built on the mountain and has a history of hundreds of years.
Master Du is the vice-president of the academy. He has treated Shen Xingluo differently since he entered the academy. He sent him a lot of medicinal materials for his injury a few years ago. A few days ago, Shen Xingluo also received a gift from this master. A letter of recommendation came from me.
"What is the relationship between Huaiyuan Academy and Huaiyuan Bookstore?"
"Why do you ask, madam?"
"The names sound very similar. Is it just a coincidence that the two have nothing to do with each other?"
"It does matter."
Chen Xingluo was carrying the wine jar, and the two of them had already entered the city gate, "There is a Master Zhao who teaches music theory in the academy. He is the direct brother of the bookkeeper Zhao."
"..."
This was a very unexpected answer. Cheng Xi thought that people who studied music, calligraphy and painting were all magical, but he never expected that any family members would be willing to go into business.
"Here we are, madam, follow me."
The two of them were standing at the foot of a not too high mountain. A stone tablet with "Huaiyuan Academy" written in running script stood on the right side. In front of them was a long marble step leading directly to the academy gate.
"So impressive!"
Cheng Xi had visited the famous academy ruins in his previous life, but the gate building representing the card was not as good as what he saw in front of him.
"I finally understand why students from Lin'an Prefecture have a high status in the eyes of scholars in Dayan."
Such a good academy, if it doesn't cultivate batches of awesome people, it won't be able to stand up to such wide, white and big steps, okay?
The cards are all so grand, it would be too shameful if it failed elsewhere.
Cheng Xi sighed, "Your classmates should all be in good physical condition."
Chen Xingluo paused for a second and then understood the meaning of her words.
"You don't have to walk these steps every day."
"I don't believe there aren't many roads inside the academy. If you have to live here, eat here, and attend classes, you must have to walk a lot every day."
