Hua Wuxi didn't say anything after sitting in the pavilion. She just looked at Nan Dao and the black umbrella in his hand with interest. Beitai sat on the side facing the water, staring at the spring rain in boredom.
When it was approaching noon, the gentlemen who were in the courtyard outside came in one after another, holding some rosters in their hands, walked through the Merlin and walked into the middle pavilion.
A group of students also became nervous and waited in the pavilion uneasily. Although it is said that Xuanxu Academy will never reject any student in the Spring and Autumn Recruitment, it is still unclear whether they can enter the desired branch as they wish. Knowable.
Tanchun Garden was suddenly filled with a tense atmosphere.
Except for the first pavilion.
Nan Dao sat there quietly holding an umbrella, and then heard Hua Wuxi's voice ringing in the pavilion.
"I heard the old man said that if you hold an umbrella under the eaves, there is probably a ghost." Hua Wuxi looked at Nan Dao with a soft smile and said, "What kind of ghost are you?"
Nan Dao raised his eyes and glanced at the young man, ignoring him.
Beitai said lazily from the side: "It's not a ghost, it's just a sick man with poor health."
Hua Wuxi leaned back slightly and said, "That's right. Mr. Bei always likes to deal with trash. I forgot about this."
Beitai smiled slightly and said, "You and I have some friendship."
Hua Wuxi stopped talking with an ugly expression.
Beitai's wonderful counterattack made Nandao burst into laughter for a moment, and the laughter was a bit harsh. Hua Wuxi looked at Nandao gloomily, his expression getting increasingly ugly.
Nan Dao was already a little angry at being targeted for no reason, but now Jian Hua Wuxi was staring at him, but he smiled even more wildly.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"why are you laughing?"
"I remember when I came in the morning, I saw a dog biting someone on the side of the road. As a result, the tooth chipped. Do you think it was funny or not?"
Hua Wuxi looked at Nan Dao coldly. The middle-aged man beside her seemed to be about to make a move, but Hua Wuxi raised her hand to stop him.
"He's just a barking loser, don't bother with him."
Nan Dao was a little reluctant. He looked at Beitai and said, "Do you know what happened next?"
Beitai came over very cooperatively and said, "What's wrong?"
"The dog lost its teeth and couldn't bite the man, so it barked at me."
"and after?"
"I told it later." Nan Dao stopped smiling.
"What are you barking at?"
Beitai laughed and said, "It's indeed an interesting story."
Hua Wuxi stood up with an ugly expression, walked out of the pavilion, stood on the steps and looked back at Nan Dao deeply.
As Hua Wuxi left, the gentlemen from Xuanshuyuan also came to the pavilion by the pool holding umbrellas.
Zhang Xiaoyu yawned, as if he still hadn't figured out what was going on, and walked along with the crowd like a zombie.
Unexpectedly, Yun Hu got caught in the crowd and glanced at Nan Dao strangely as he passed by.
Nan Dao was a little confused, but it was not convenient to ask at the moment, so I had to give up for now.
The gentlemen stopped in the center of many pavilions. The tall deputy dean stood at the front, holding a roster in his hand. Yunhu stood beside him without knowing it, holding an umbrella for him.
I thought he would say something innocuous first, but the old gentleman did not take the usual path. He saluted everyone at the beginning, and then all the gentlemen also raised their hands to salute, which shocked the students in the garden and hurriedly Get up and return the favor.
After the dean of Wenhua Academy bowed, he looked at everyone, cleared his throat, then looked at everyone and said:
"At a quarter of noon on the fifth day of March in the year 1003 of the Great Wind Calendar, Xuanxu Academy is recruiting students in the spring. Those who are determined to learn and to pass on are accepted as disciples. We are willing to pass on the fire of culture to the world from generation to generation... ..."
After the old man, the vice-president, finished reading a lot, the concierge, Mr. Mei, came up to him holding an umbrella. The old man handed the roster in his hand to Yun Huzhi, and then left here with Mr. Mei.
Yunhu Shizi took the roster, coughed, looked at the students with a slight smile, and said: "Next, those whose names are read will be admitted to Wenhua Academy."
"Zhang Tianxin, Wang Xiaoyu, Ding Chunxing..."
Yunhu stood in front of the pavilion in the rain and read more than a hundred names. Most of the students simply stood up, some sighed, but also walked out, some were still hesitant, and some turned to Mr. They bowed and left Xuanshuyuan in the rain.
Nan Dao took a cursory look at the pavilion. Most of the people went to Wenhua Academy, and the remaining small number seemed to be those who entered Qingniu Academy and Wugui Academy. Judging from the performance of those people From the looks of it, it seems that some of them were transferred to departments other than their intended ones, so some were unwilling to do so.
Nan Dao stood in the pavilion, feeling a little uneasy. Although he was not assigned to Wenhua Academy, he didn't know if he would be assigned to another department.
Beitai looked indifferent there. He glanced at Nandao and said, "Why are you nervous? Although I am unhappy with you, Xuansheyuan will not abandon you because of this."
Nan Dao glanced at Beitai, became curious, and asked: "Listen to you, it seems that you can influence the choice of Xuansheyuan?"
Beitai crossed his legs on the stone table and said: "That incompetent old man in my family provided most of the expenses of the Xuanxu Academy in Nanyi City, including student subsidies, gentlemen's salaries, and the Xuanxu Academy The daily expenses are all provided by my family, do you think I can influence it?"
"According to what you say, I still have to please you?"
"It's not impossible." Beitai turned over, lying on his side and looking at the rainy sky. "Would you like to think about it?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said seriously: "I still want to introduce the doctor to you."
"Ah."
...
Unexpectedly, Yunhu was still reading his name.
"The one whose name is read next will be admitted to the Witch Ghost Academy."
"...Beitai..."
When Beitai heard this, Huo Di stood up.
Nan Dao looked at him strangely.
Beitai looked at Yun Hu and laughed.
"Interesting, I was assigned to a department."
As he spoke, he looked back at Nandao and said angrily: "Why, have you never seen a bully?"
Nan Dao coughed twice, suppressed a smile and said, "I've definitely never seen it before."
Beitai sat back in the pavilion again, playing with his umbrella quite boredly.
Nan Dao continued to wait nervously in the pavilion.
After Yun Huzi read a dozen names, he paused, changed the list, continued to look at everyone with a smile, and said: "The next ones are those who will enter Qingniu Academy."
Not only Nandao, but the rest of the people whose names had not yet been read out all breathed a sigh of relief.
Nan Dao relaxed. The Sword School was a faction belonging to the Qingniu Academy. He secretly glanced at Beitai and thought to himself that luckily no one heard his bragging in that white magnolia forest.
He had been thinking about it in the past, even if he was assigned to a department, at least according to the meaning revealed in Cong Ren's words, he wanted to make a trip to Xuansheyuan. Yunhu also said, Maybe go to the library and have a look.
After thinking about this, Nan Dao felt much relieved, but he saw Beitai staring directly at him.
"Damn it, why did you end up vomiting blood after coughing twice and ended up in Qingniu Yard? What kind of level is this? Damn it..."
Beitai said and sighed, "Forget it, your umbrella is as hard as a bastard shell, so don't smash it."
Nan Dao looked at him speechlessly, then thought of another question, so he said sincerely: "That young man from Peking University, there is one thing I don't understand very well."
Beitai looked at Nandao, raised his eyebrows, and said lazily: "Just tell me."
"There are many places of practice in Huai'an. Why don't you go to other places of practice, such as the Human Sword Sect, but come to Xuansheyuan?"
Beitai sneered and said, "Why don't you go to the Human Sword Sect?"
"They don't want me."
"That's it. Places of cultivation in the human world are based on qualifications. You can't just enter if you say you want to. Moreover, a place like the Human Sword Sect looks down on you and me, and a place like the Lingnan Sword Sect doesn't look down on you and me. On. But Xuanxuyuan is different. The purpose of Xuanxuyuan is to teach without distinction and to educate the world with culture."
"What does this have to do with practice?"
"If your academy wants to open up all over the human world, it will naturally need a backend, so they will invite people from major monasteries to serve as teachers. The monasteries have no objection to this, because Xuansheyuan is equivalent to helping them in the human world. The audition selects people with talent for cultivation. For Wenhua Academy, if you are good at studying, you will become an official, while for Qingniu Academy, if you are good at studying, you will enter the Dao Sect Sword Sect."
Nan Dao nodded in realization, looked at Beitai and said, "Thank you."
Beitai waved his hand and said: "You are being polite to me, your mother."
"?"
Beitai ignored Nan Dao's question, stood up, and looked at the many gentlemen.
"Finished reading?"
Nan Dao's heart skipped a beat and he looked over there as well.
Although it was said that he was chatting with Beitai just now, his attention was always on Yun Hu's side. In the meantime, they even heard Hua Wuxi's name.
But Yunhu over there had already put away the roster.
Nan Dao suddenly remembered the strange look in Yun Hu's eyes when he came down from the pavilion.
Sure enough, I saw Yunhu Wenzhen looking over, looking at Nandao, and took out the last brand-new roster.
Everyone looked at Yun Hu with surprise. Could it be that there is another branch of Xuanshuyuan?
Unexpectedly, Yunhu didn't look at the crowd or at Nandao. He looked down at the roster in his hand. There were only a few strokes on it.
"Nandao, reject it."
As soon as the words fell, the whole place was in an uproar.
Beitai also stood up with a look of disbelief on his face, while Nandao stood there blankly, not knowing what was happening.
Just as Beitai explained to Nandao before, Xuanheyuan has always been taught without distinction. From a thousand years ago to the present, there are more than 300 branches of Xuanheyuan, and they have never rejected any students.
Today, the South Island has clearly set a precedent.
Beitai held an umbrella and walked outside the pavilion. He saluted Yun Huzhi and said, "May I ask this gentleman, what is the reason why Xuanxu Academy refuses to admit students?"
Yun Hu glanced at Nan Dao without apology, and then said to everyone: "This is what the dean meant."
"Which dean is it?"
Beitai asked.
"Your Majesty."
Everyone fell silent.
Yun Huzi stood under the umbrella and looked at everyone and said softly: "The spring recruitment has ended. The students from Wenhua College followed the gentlemen on the left to enroll, and the students from Wugui Academy followed the gentlemen on the right to enroll. Qing Students from Niuyuan, please come with me, I am your master, you don’t know."
Beitai returned to the pavilion and looked at Nandao strangely.
"It's interesting. I'm very curious about the origins of the people who can be rejected by Dean Qingxiang himself."
Nan Dao came back to his senses, glanced at Beitai with a lonely look, cupped his hands and said, "They are just country folk."
Then I walked into the rain holding an umbrella.
Beitai was interested, and instead of following other students to enroll, he went straight out with Nandao.
"According to what you said before, the Human Sword Sect also rejected you?"
Nan Dao didn't answer, and walked out to the yard in despair.
Mr. Mei was drinking hot tea and watching the rain when he saw Nan Dao coming out and waved.
Nan Dao didn't know what it meant, but he walked over anyway.
Mr. Mei handed a bowl of hot tea to Nan Dao, and then said: "Boy, do you know what there is a saying in Xuanxuyuan?"
Nan Dao squatted under the eaves and sipped tea. Hearing this, he shook his head.
"You can't read a book without borrowing it, and you can't read a book without stealing it." Mr. Mei said slowly while drinking tea and looking at Chun Yu.
Nan Dao looked at Mr. Mei with a puzzled look.
"What do you mean, sir?"
Mr. Mei slapped Nan Dao on the head with a bang, almost jumping on his feet and scolding: "I mean I want you to steal, climb over the wall and come in to read. If that doesn't work, you can just walk in through the door. Door It’s not closed, and I won’t stop it. Do you have to make it so clear?”
Beitai stood aside with a strange look on his face. He seemed to understand something. He looked at Mr. Mei and said, "Is this what Dean Qingxiang meant?"
Mr. Mei lowered his head to drink tea and denied it, saying, "He said it wasn't what he meant."
"..."
