On the outskirts of the capital city of Nanxiang Prefecture.
Watching the Moon Pavilion!
An exquisite carriage was parked in an open field in the snow, the cold wind was biting.
The snow-covered mountains rise and fall like a picture of mountains and rivers with snow.
The beauty is intoxicating!
The scorching sun rising after the snow stopped exudes a touch of warmth. In the howling north wind, people still feel a faint warmth.
Just like Nako's tenderness.
In the pavilion.
Liao Qingliu, the newly arrived academic master from the Holy Academy, came from the capital with his book boy.
Follow the rules.
They will be waiting here for the handover of Fu Yuheng, the academic administrator of Nanxiang Mansion, who has resigned.
At the same time, I also got to know the literary geniuses of Nanxiang Prefecture, and made preparations for the next academic and political career.
After all, the provincial examination is coming soon.
The fire in the pavilion is burning brightly, dispelling the chill.
Although talent can ward off the cold, talent is too precious...it's better not to waste it.
rustle~
At this moment, the sound of a carriage crushing the snow was heard.
The new academic administrator, Liao Qingliu, had a smile on his face and turned to look at the carriage outside the pavilion.
His expression immediately changed.
He saw the mark of Dayan Longwei in the details of the carriage.
"Wangyue Pavilion has arrived!"
Long San opened the curtain, Lin Yi and Li Wenbo stepped out of the carriage and looked at the Moon-Wang Pavilion.
Then he saw an old man with a goatee and a bookboy lighting a fire in the pavilion to keep warm.
'I can't see any realm of cultivation. Returning to nature should be between... fourth grade and third grade. '
Lin Yi didn't need to think about it to know that the old man with the goatee in the pavilion was the new school inspector, Mr. Xuezheng.
Lin Yi and Li Wenbo walked over.
Long San was resting on the carriage and did not go there.
"Eighth level destiny realm!"
"Seventh level benevolent realm!"
When Liao Qingliu saw Lin Yi and Li Wenbo entering the pavilion, he chuckled and said, "Are you scholars from Nanxiang Mansion?"
"The junior is here to see off the academic governor Fu Yuheng. The senior is... the newly arrived academic inspector?"
Lin Yi bowed his hands and said.
"Ha ha!"
Liao Qingliu stroked his beard and chuckled: "Exactly, I, Liao Qingliu, will be half the teacher of the scholars in Nanxiang Prefecture from now on..."
"Students have seen the Inspector!"
Lin Yi saluted again.
"Not bad!"
Liao Qingliu's eyes were full of admiration, he liked such a polite scholar.
At this age, he is only at the eighth level, and although his talent is a bit lacking, he still has potential.
When Liao Qingliu looked at Li Wenbo, he was a little unhappy and said indifferently: "This is..."
"Oh, we are Lin Yi's book boy!"
Li Wenbo came to his senses and introduced himself.
This kind of occasion.
Generally speaking, book boys cannot take the initiative to speak, as this will break the rules.
"..."
Liao Qingliu was confused at that time. Is the seventh grade a book boy of the eighth grade?
He looked at Lin Yi suspiciously, wondering if it was true.
Lin Yidao: "Li Wenbo is indeed the student's book boy."
Comfortable~
As soon as Li Wenbo heard Lin Yi's words, he felt relaxed and happy.
Liao Qingliu suddenly looked at Lin Yigao.
A member of a distinguished family?
rustle~
at the same time.
Several carriages also came to Wangyue Pavilion, and they were all scholars from Nanxiang Mansion.
There are bachelors from Junji Academy and bachelors from Qingping Academy. Most of them are scholars who have obtained honors.
Of course, there are also some scholars who are about to take the provincial examination.
The young master of the Su family, Su Tong, was among them. He was wearing a brocade robe and a large mink coat. He was born with indescribable wealth.
He seemed to be the backbone of many bachelors, and they all gathered around him and walked towards the pavilion.
"kindness?"
When Su Tong saw Lin Yi and Li Wenbo, he raised his eyebrows, hummed softly, and entered the pavilion.
He had a portrait of the new academic administrator. He immediately bowed his hands towards Liao Qingliu and said, "Student Su Tong, meet the academic administrator!"
"This envoy knows that you, Su Tong, the young master of the famous Su family, have paid attention to you when you were auditioning in the Holy Front Courtyard!"
Liao Qingliu stroked his beard and said: "Although I failed in that college exam, my overall performance was good. I will keep up the good work next year!"
"Thank you, Master Xuezheng, for your words!"
After Su Tong became familiar with him, he stepped aside with satisfaction.
Other bachelors also came forward to bow.
The pavilion quickly became lively.
Shortly after.
"Lord Fu Xuezheng's carriage is here!"
At this moment, a bachelor who was admiring the snowy scenery saw the carriage coming through the snow.
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
Each of the bachelors quickly tidied up their clothes, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
"There are a lot of people coming..."
As soon as Fu Yuheng got off the carriage, he saw many bachelors in the pavilion and snorted in his heart.
He was particularly disappointed with the behavior of these people at the farewell banquet last night.
Are you here to admit your mistake now?
"Senior Brother Liao!"
Fu Yuheng entered the pavilion, cupped his hands towards Liao Qingliu who was among the scholars, and said, "It's been seven or eight years since we said goodbye, but my senior brother's demeanor is still as good as before!"
"really?"
Liao Qingliu smiled and said: "Brother Fu, you are much older, and your temples are gray. I don't know... I thought you were older than my senior brother! Hahaha..."
Liao Qingliu laughed.
"Haha~"
"ha!"
Some bachelors laughed along without hesitation, probably feeling that... Fu Yuheng was going to get out soon.
Their academic master is the newcomer Liao Qingliu.
Fu Yuheng laughed twice and said: "These bachelors in Nanxiang Mansion have made my junior brother worry a lot. How can they not grow old?"
"That's because, junior brother, you are not doing a good job as a school inspector!"
Liao Qingliu had a straight face and began to scold, saying: "That's why the Second Holy Son asked senior brother to come over and teach these bachelors. You are not suitable for academic administration. You might as well return to the Holy Academy as soon as possible!"
"Senior brother, during the years when he was an academic administrator in Qingyuan Prefecture, he produced four poems from three Huiyuan members and was talented in Guanzhou. On the contrary, in Nanxiang Prefecture, you only had one Huiyuan member and wrote poems that were talented in Guanzhou... I’m afraid there won’t be any!”
"Senior brother taught you a lesson!"
Fu Yuheng looked sulky, but it was hard to get angry, so he could only nod in response.
Who told him to have a feud with Liao Qingliu many years ago?
I just didn't expect... The other party still holds grudges after all these years. Isn't it because his own poems are better than his?
I have been jealous for so many years!
Lin Yi, who was squeezed into the corner of the pavilion, frowned slightly.
This academic administration...why is it so annoying?
"kindness!"
Liao Qingliu nodded slightly and said: "Since you are here, let's not waste time. It is very cold in this snowy day. Please give the Nanxiang Mansion bachelor's roster and the school inspector's order to your senior brother, lest everyone catch the cold!" "
"good!"
Fu Yuheng tightened his hands under his Confucian robe, turned his head and looked at Su Nanfei, the academic advisor, and said, "Roster and inspector order!"
Su Nanfei quickly held a brocade box, walked up to Liao Qingliu, bowed and said: "Master Academic Affairs, here is the roster and the inspection order. Sir, please take a look!"
"Su Nanfei, right? He's doing a good job as a tutor. Without you, my junior brother wouldn't be able to do anything!"
Liao Qingliu showed his appreciation and praise for Su Nanfei.
"Your Excellency, you are so complimentary!"
Su Nanfei smiled and felt quite happy inside.
"I really came here empty-handed and left empty-handed! That's all..."
Fu Yuheng felt sad.
After serving as an academic administrator in Nanxiang Mansion for so many years, he was too orthodox and could not leave any good name.
I'm afraid these scholars have long been jealous of him and have never opened any back door for them!
"Senior Brother Liao, say goodbye!"
Fu Yuheng looked at the bachelors and Liao Qingliu indifferently, flicked his sleeves and robes, then turned and left.
"Master Xuezheng, you haven't brought this poem with you yet. In addition...there is something I want to report to Master Xuezheng!"
Just then.
Lin Yi's voice rang in the pavilion, and he squeezed out from the ranks of bachelors.
What he held in his hand was the poem "Farewell to Dongda".
