Under night.
The sky is dotted with stars, and occasionally meteors streak across.
Taishan Academy As usual, the disciples from Qingshan Academy finished their practice for the day and returned to their residences one after another.
Next to the statue of Lin Yi in the academy square, Li Mobai's disciple Tang Hu and the number one scholar Yang Hui were carrying buckets and rags to wipe the statue.
"Brother Yang, we can cleanse our talents, why do we choose to do it ourselves?" Tang Hu asked doubtfully.
Yang Hui stared at the statue, turned to Tang Hu and said, "Do you know who this is?"
"How could you not know this?"
Tang Hu felt that Yang Hui's question was too idiotic. Who didn't know that this was a statue made by Prince Lin Yi for himself?
wrong!
It should be the Prince Dean.
"Talk about it!"
"Dean Lin Yi!"
As one of the first disciples to rebel... ah no, Tang Hu was admitted to Taishan Academy. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit the fact that the dean was Lin Yi.
Even a blind man could tell that this statue was Lin Yi.
Yang Hui wiped it gently and said, "What about other than that?"
"What else? Did I say it wrong?" Tang Hu was stunned for a moment. Is there any other explanation?
Yang Hui said: "I came here earlier than you. This statue existed hundreds of years ago. I guess... you should understand the meaning!"
"What?"
Tang Hu's eyes widened suddenly, feeling incredible, "You mean, Dean Lin Yi, how many hundred years has he lived?"
"Yes, that must be the case!"
"No wonder the poems and articles he wrote were able to win over the country, but co-authoring them is like pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!"
"I understand... In fact, Dean Lin Yi is not His Majesty's son, but His Majesty's ancestor..."
"But this secret cannot be exposed, so Dean Lin Yi calls your majesty father, and your majesty calls the prince prince ancestor!"
"No wonder His Majesty appointed the crown prince without any warning, and cannot support this ancestor when he returns? Brother Yang, have I discovered a shocking secret?"
Yang Hui: "..."
Yang Hui's entire face was dark, and he had to praise Tang Hu for his imagination. He really dared to think.
"no!"
Yang Hui unscrewed the rag, wiped the statue, and said with deep eyes: "From the moment we entered Taishan Academy, we treat the dean as a teacher."
"Master Lin is not your Majesty's ancestor, he is the reincarnation of a saint..."
Yang Hui gently wiped the statue, extremely gently, for fear of causing any damage to the statue, with a pilgrim mentality.
"Reincarnation of a saint?" Tang Hu was stunned.
"kindness!"
Yang Hui nodded, "You may not know that the founder of Taishan Academy was made a saint by Master Lin's enlightenment..."
The rag in Tang Hu's hand fell to the ground and froze.
"Master Lin has an extraordinary origin, or he came with a mission. Haven't you noticed that since Master Lin appeared, both the imperial court and the academy, even the Zhenguo Holy Academy... have undergone great changes?"
With a smile on his face, Yang Hui said: "I have not been admitted to the Holy Academy, nor have I been admitted to the imperial court, but I broke through because of Master Lin's article..."
"Also, in Taishan Academy, there are almost all scholars like me, who are not bound by academic qualifications and are able to break through. This is Master Lin's greatest gift to us!"
"Take Master Lin's statue seriously..."
Yang Hui didn't say anything more and continued busy.
Tang Hu was greatly shocked in his heart. He didn't dare to be careless anymore, and became cautious, carefully wiping every part of the statue...
at the same time.
far away.
Vice Dean He Wancheng walked over slowly, saw Yang Hui and Tang Hu wiping the statue, and gave them a very appreciative look.
"Thanks for your hard work!"
When Yang Hui and Tang Hu saw He Wancheng, they immediately bowed and said, "He is the president!"
"well!"
He Wancheng nodded and said, "You guys go ahead and I'll pick them up!"
He Wancheng then left here.
Just when Yang Hui and Tang Hu were surprised, Jiang Erhe, along with the elders of the Jiang family and others, finally arrived at Taishan Academy.
Jiang Erhe was also quite familiar with it, after all, he had been summoned by Jiang Qinghe before with Mo Bao.
As soon as they arrived at Taishan Academy Square, they saw He Wancheng wearing a white Confucian robe, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
"Master Jiang, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
He Wancheng bowed to Jiang Erhe and others, and Jiang Erhe and others were immediately flattered and returned the gift humbly.
Now that they come to Taishan Academy, they are part of it. As Master Lin's disciple, He Wancheng is their senior.
After all, the Jiang family is inherited from Master Lin!
"There's no need to be polite when congratulating the dean. Next, I'll work hard to congratulate the dean..." Jiang Erhe said with a smile.
He Wancheng smiled and said, "The teacher has told me that everything has been arranged for you to come back..."
"ah!"
Jiang Erhe's body trembled, and his eyes instantly turned red, "Master Lin really cares about our Jiang family. Our Jiang family is willing to go through fire and water for Master Lin, even if we die!"
He Wancheng had some doubts in his heart. He knew that the Jiang family had surrendered, but he didn't know why Jiang Erhe said that the teacher favored the Jiang family?
Jiang Erhe could see the doubts in He Wancheng's heart, and explained: "My ancestor of the Jiang family, thanks to Master Lin Kaihui, I became a saint through painting..."
He Wancheng's eyes jumped.
He remembered the secret He Weijun told him, first there was Taishan Academy, then there was the Jiang family...the teacher was really the reincarnation of a saint.
far away.
Snap!
Tang Hu, the little painting saint who was wiping the statue, dropped the rag in his hand and knocked over the bucket after hearing Jiang Erhe's words.
He looked dull.
Yang Hui was also greatly shocked. At this time, all his attention was on Jiang Erhe and He Wancheng.
When everyone in the Jiang family and He Wancheng heard the commotion here, they all looked at him.
Jiang Erhe recognized Tang Hu and said in surprise: "Little brother Tang Hu, the little painting sage?"
"Uncle Jiang!"
Tang Hu bowed to Jiang Erhe with a bitter look on his face.
As a young painting saint, he naturally has a deep connection with the Jiang family. In his early years, he even stayed in the Jiang family for a long time and learned a lot of knowledge.
Jiang Erhe nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that little brother Tang Hu would also join Taishan Academy? Good thing!"
"By the way, what are you doing with the bucket and rag?"
Tang Hu said: "Daily maintenance of the academy's holy statues."
Jiang Erhe: "This holy statue looks like..."
"Yes!"
Tang Hu knew what Jiang Erhe wanted to say, and said: "This is Master Lin, the teacher of the founder of Taishan Academy..."
Buzz!
Jiang Erhe's expression suddenly changed, and he walked over solemnly, not forgetting to wave to the elders of the Jiang family and said, "Come here and pay homage to Master Lin!"
The elders of the Jiang family did not dare to neglect, and at that time they knelt down and saluted sincerely, as if on a pilgrimage.
"Jiang Erhe, I didn't expect you to come too!"
At this moment, the voice of the dean of Qingshan Academy rang out, and he also appeared in the square.
"Dean Aoyama!"
Jiang Erhe was shocked in his heart. He did not expect that Qingshan Academy would really surrender to the imperial court. He bowed and said: "Master Lin's Taishan Academy, how can our Jiang family be absent? Having said that, I'm afraid in a few days, your Chenglong Academy I'm afraid my husband will come over to meet your father-in-law..."
Dean Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "What a good thing!"
