"House...dean, something happened!"
In the quiet dean's library, dean Zheng Zhiqiu, who was taking a nap, was frightened by the sudden shout and trembled all over.
"What are you doing in a hurry? You don't have any concentration at all!"
Zheng Zhiqiu glared at the bachelor who entered the library and said, "Tell me, what happened?"
Sweat broke out from the bachelor's forehead and he presented an ordinary letter.
"A letter from the state government office?"
Zheng Zhiqiu's heart skipped a beat. He glanced at the panicked academy bachelor and said, "Have you read the letter?"
"kindness!"
Zheng Zhiqiu opened the letter suspiciously, his whole body trembled and his face turned pale.
"Two more...died?"
Buzz!
Zheng Zhiqiu only felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and twenty-three academy bachelors had just been buried.
Unexpectedly, two more hind legs were hung up.
"Lindong County is also under the jurisdiction of my Pingzhou Academy... Damn it!"
"He is also a scholar practicing Taoism!"
Zheng Zhiqiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said: "These scholars who practice Taoism are really fucking useless!"
"When you encounter some setbacks and cannot improve your strength, you just practice Taoism... Little do you know that this is a dead end!"
"Go, go, call Master Chen...forget it, his injury is not healed!"
"Take Master Zhang... no, he is more seriously injured than Master Chen!"
"Master Li can't do it either, they're all injured!"
Zheng Zhiqiu went through in his mind the masters that the academy could use.
But I found that no one was available, and I suddenly felt sad!
"In the entire academy, Lin Yi and Li Wenbo are the only ones with no injuries... Seventh-grade benevolent people, that's fine!"
Zheng Zhiqiu thought of Li Wenbo and said to the bachelor, "Let Li Wenbo come over!"
"yes!"
The bachelor immediately retreated.
Not long after.
Li Wenbo, who was carrying a food box, walked into the library with a puzzled look on his face. He saluted and said, "This disciple has met the dean!"
"Dean, Lin Yi is studying hard. I've warmed him some food and prepared to take him there. If anything happens, we'll talk about it later. It won't be good if it gets cold!"
Li Wenbo was anxious.
"..."
Zheng Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "You did a good job, then the dean will keep the story short!"
"An incident involving scholars cultivating Taoism occurred in Lindong County, and the two bachelors from our academy who went down the mountain to track down Qiu Yunji's demon path were killed. You will set off to Lindong County Yamen early tomorrow morning to eliminate evil!"
"Is there still this matter?"
Li Wenbo's expression was moved, with a hint of murderous intention in his eyes, and he said sternly: "If he even dares to kill a disciple of my academy, he will definitely die!"
"That's right!"
Zheng Zhiqiu said seriously.
"However, should the dean be replaced by someone else? Lin also has to study and practice literary skills these days, and his disciples can't leave!"
Li Wenbo refused to carry out this task.
What reward can the academy give for killing that scholar?
It's better to be Lin Yi's book boy with peace of mind, this is more important than anything else!
"you……"
Zheng Zhiqiu blew his beard and glared angrily, raised his foot, picked up his shoe and threw it at Li Wenbo's face.
Snapped!
The shoe hit Li Wenbo's face, but he still said stubbornly: "Dean, let the other juniors go!"
"It seems that I am too indulgent towards you. This one is a cultivator, that one is disobedient, and this relaxed and casual reading atmosphere has only allowed you to push yourself further!"
Zheng Zhiqiu was furious, looking for something on the desk, picked up the inkstone and wanted to smash it.
But thinking that this inkstone is a cultural treasure after all, if it kills Li Wenbo... even the people who can be sent out will be gone.
I had to take off the other shoe and hit it, but missed.
Li Wenbo was worried that Zheng Zhiqiu would be angry to death, so he changed his words: "How about, Dean, please help me and Lin Yi take a leave..."
"What leave do you want?"
At this moment, Lin Yi appeared in the bookstore.
"Master!"
Li Wenbo's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Why are you here? Do you have anything to do with the dean?"
"It's a little thing!"
Lin Yi nodded.
He just heard what He Weijun and He Wancheng said, and his heart was ready to move, so he had to come over now.
"Lin Yi, you're here!"
When Zheng Zhiqiu saw Lin Yi coming over, his face suddenly burst into laughter. He went to pour tea for Lin Yi with bare feet and said, "Sit down, sit down quickly!"
Li Wenbo stared at this scene blankly.
Lin Yigang sat down.
Zheng Zhiqiu warmed up and said, "Lin Yi, you have worked really hard during the day, delivering eulogies and memorials... Thank you for helping the dean out of trouble!"
"And I didn't expect that you are such an incredible guy. The elegiac couplet resonated so well with the eulogy. It moved the heavens and the earth. You actually allowed the heroic spirits of those bachelors to reappear in the world..."
"Aww, the dean has cried all his tears!"
Zheng Zhiqiu wiped the corners of his eyes, then looked at Lin Yi curiously and said, "By the way, come here to see the dean. What do you want?"
"Do you want literary skills and calligraphy?"
"Hey, do you still need to come over for such a small thing? Just let Li Wenbo go get it. It wastes a lot of time going back and forth. You have to concentrate on your studies and prepare for the provincial examination next month!"
Li Wenbo: "???"
Lin Yi had a dry smile on his face. He finally waited until Zheng Zhiqiu finished speaking and said, "That's it. I plan to go down the mountain tomorrow and go to the capital to take the provincial examination!"
"What!"
"What?"
Zheng Zhiqiu and Li Wenbo jumped up in shock at the same time.
"You're talking nonsense! You just entered the academy a few days ago? You haven't learned anything. How can you get good grades in the exam?"
Zheng Zhiqiu said seriously: "The dean has high hopes for you. You will win three yuan in a row in the future. Go back to study!"
Lin Yi had already made up his mind to leave and said: "The ninth-grade literary and art disciples have mastered it. The technical test is not a big problem. The literary test...disciples also have confidence!"
It's because he has nothing to learn. He is a knowledgeable and motivated person.
Never want to stop.
"What's the use of mastering literary skills? You have to learn it and use it!"
Zheng Zhiqiu said with a straight face: "The most you can do now is memorize literary articles. You can't even reach the first level of calligraphy. You will definitely be at the bottom in the provincial examination!"
"If others know that the genius of Pingzhou Academy who wrote the Mingzhou poem is a loser who has no talent in literature or calligraphy, the dean's face... ah no, where are you going to put your face?"
"Master, you can't rush your literary training. Two months is a bit too hasty, but with me guiding you, it'll be fine!"
Li Wenbo also offered advice.
There is no rush for the provincial examination.
This kind of matter related to the future of literature cannot be careless at all.
I didn't pass the exam this year, so I'll try again next year...but I'm two years older, and my future is even bleaker.
"The dean is right!"
Lin Yi nodded and said, "Does that mean that after the disciples have mastered the second level of literary arts, they can take part in the provincial examination?"
"Of course, if a ninth-level scholar can cultivate the second level of literary arts and calligraphy, that is unique, and he will definitely be the first in the provincial examination!"
Zheng Zhiqiu then said softly: "Lin Yi, my good disciple, listen to the dean, when will you reach the second level of literary arts and calligraphy, the dean will personally send you to the capital, be good!"
Zheng Zhiqiu persuaded him earnestly, but he was afraid that Lin Yi would be impulsive.
