From the outside, the paint on the wooden plaque has peeled off, and it can be seen that Bailudong Academy is in a very poor condition.

After Luo Xingchen turned over and dismounted, he glanced sideways at Zi Yan.

"Sister Ziyan, why did you bring me to Bailudong Academy?"

In fact, he already had a preliminary idea in his mind, but without Zi Yan saying it himself, he still couldn't be completely sure.

"What else can you do in the academy? Of course you are here to become a disciple."

Zi Yan said these words very smoothly, as if as long as she said it, it would definitely become a reality.

It seemed certain that Luo Xingchen would agree.

"Apprenticeship? What kind of disciple?" Luo Xingchen was suddenly confused.

"Master, you don't have an official master yet! Heaven and Earth Lord, how can you take part in the imperial examination without a master?" Zi Yan raised the corners of her lips and wrote lightly.

"Wha...what? I want to take part in the imperial examination?" Luo Xingchen couldn't help but exclaimed.

He looked at Zi Yan with incredible eyes.

You know, he is now a serious admiral of the navy, an official of the imperial court. He even has a viscount granted by the emperor. Moreover, he has already participated in the imperial examination once, but with the status of a judicial officer, he is still

The youngest person to be elected in Daqi.

Logically speaking, this is enough.

With his status, how can he continue to participate in the imperial examination?

"Yes, you do want to continue taking the imperial examination. This is not my idea, this is your mother's idea." Zi Yan said another piece of news that surprised Luo Xingchen even more.

This matter actually came from his mother... However, he had not received any news before.

"Don't say it was me who faked it. I have a letter here. Do you want to read it now or when you go back?" Zi Yan raised her eyebrows.

"Of course I'll watch it now."

Who can endure this? Luo Xingchen just wants to know the truth as soon as possible.

Zi Yan took out a letter from her sleeve.

Luo Xingchen looked at the horizon... The sun had already shown a little corner, and the light returned to the earth, dispelling the darkness that shrouded the earth.

Now, instead of having to open the brochure, you can just open the letter and read it.

This letter is obviously not newly written, but rather some time old.

Luo Xingchen took out the letter from the envelope.

The letterhead is written on thin paper with a hard pen, and the order of the written words is very different from the order of books written by ordinary readers.

This text is written from left to right, instead of the traditional top to bottom, right to left.

Even, every short period of time is separated by dots.

Just by glancing at it, without even reading the text, Luo Xingchen had already concluded that it must have been written by his mother, Yang Ruoqing, and not forged by Zi Yan.

Then, he browsed the content.

The content is very simple, that is, let him follow Zi Yan's arrangements, find an opportunity to study hard, finish reading those Confucian classics, continue to take the imperial examination, and become a Jinshi. It would be even better if he can be ranked among the top three.

"What did your mother say?" Zi Yan said.

"You didn't read the letter?"

"I haven't read it. I won't read this kind of private message."

"Okay...she said, let me take the exam and come back with a top score." Luo Xingchen put away the letter and said.

"Why is it that you are not the number one scholar in the examination? I think you have the talent to be the number one scholar." Zi Yan raised her eyebrows.

"My mother didn't say it, but I can guess that she must think that the name Tanhua sounds nice." Luo Xingchen sighed.

"It's quite possible that your mother is this kind of person." Zi Yan nodded in agreement.

Since getting to know Yang Ruoqing, Zi Yan has gradually discovered that Yang Ruoqing is not only a good teacher and helpful friend, but she also has a sense of departure that is incompatible with the entire era.

Most people may not be able to understand this feeling, but Zi Yan never thinks that her feelings are wrong.

But after thinking about it, she felt that this was because the person was too good.

Perhaps excellent and outstanding people are ahead of their time. Of course, they are naturally lonely. This may be the origin of the sense of departure.

"Since it was arranged by my mother, I had no choice but to agree. However, I once stayed in another academy and had a master..." Luo Xingchen hesitated for a moment, then said slowly.

"I know, but who can stipulate that you cannot enter another academy? Besides, the academy you entered and Bailudong Academy are actually from the same family..." Zi Yan said slowly.

"Seriously? Why didn't I know?" Luo Xingchen asked doubtfully.

"Back then, you said you would abandon literature and join martial arts and stop taking the imperial examinations. That was a pity for the academy you were in. Later, you joined the navy and no longer paid attention to this area. How do you understand that?" Zi Yan said.

"That's true. I really don't know much about it."

Luo Xingchen nodded.

He has a lot on his plate and is so busy that he doesn't know many things, which is normal.

You must know that no one is omnipotent...

People who say they know everything probably know a little bit about everything, and they probably know nothing at all.

His mother, Yang Ruoqing, once told him a story. There was a country far away, and there was an emperor there who always said he knew everything, but ended up making a mess of national affairs...

"Hey, don't be in a daze, come with me to become a disciple." Zi Yan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Luo Xingchen's eyes.

"Wait a minute, who is the master you want me to worship?"

Luo Xingchen asked quickly.

It's okay to become a disciple, but he wants to have the right to know... First of all, he has to judge for himself that the master is very knowledgeable and can really learn things.

He doesn't want to become a master of a parallel importer...

"You should have heard of this person, Zhang Taiyue, who lives in Taishan and is known as Mr. Yuelu." Zi Yan said slowly.

"It's Mr. !"

Luo Xingchen was slightly shocked!

He has indeed heard of Mr. Yuelu.

Mr. Yuelu is very famous, but he is rejected by the mainstream of Confucianism.

Because his school is unique, it is a new school that introduced Western learning.

In the view of traditional scholar-bureaucrats, Mr. Yuelu deviated from the orthodoxy, interpreted the saint's classics randomly, and proclaimed his own set of theories.

Because of this theory, Mr. Yuelu was kicked out of the court and could only return to his hometown to live in seclusion.

"Why is Mr. Yuelu at Bailudong Academy?" Luo Xingchen asked in confusion.

"He was invited by me. If not at Bailudong Academy, where would he be? Couldn't he go to Dongling Academy?" Zi Yan smiled and said, "You know, those people at Dongling Academy want to skin Mr. Yuelu

cramp……"

"Okay, just do whatever you want to do."

Luo Xingchen suddenly felt that he seemed to have become a tool...

Since he wanted to take Mr. Yuelu as his disciple, he wouldn't believe it if there was no conspiracy at all... to beat him to death.
Chapter completed!