Hundreds of schools follow

Chapter 20 Slip of the tongue
It was a young scholar with thick eyebrows, big eyes and lush hair.

Such a demeanor, logically speaking, should be like the great generals of the Qin State, showing their prestige.

However, he dressed very meticulously, and his clothes were more exaggerated than other scholars. When he walked past Tan Ying, there was even a fragrance on his body.

This... what kind of overlord flower is this?

As for the scholar himself, he stared at the chief of the bachelor's eyes, and exclaimed in a shallow voice: "Oh...it's still a female bachelor...ha, this perfume is right."

Tanying grimaced secretly, seeing that other people's aura is from the inside out, and you just spray perfume to make it hard?
At this moment, the doctorate student knew that he had lost his composure, so he straightened his clothes in a hurry, put on a coquettish smile, and walked to his seat with light and delicate steps.

Thousands of horses are galloping under Tanying's heart.

What kind of sect is this person... Yingmu Huadao?
Why are there so many dishonest people in this school.

Is it hidden dragon and crouching tiger or hidden evil people and practices...

Fortunately, Tanying quickly settled down.

"Please do business."

Accompanied by Bai Pi's voice.

An old man like a rocky peak stepped straight into the lobby.

Unlike the previous scholars, Tanying didn't feel a trace of breath from him.

But his body is full of the toughest bones.

This is another realm.

It is difficult for an ordinary seeker to conceal his determination, so his gestures are enough to show the overflowing energy.

Such aura is projected on mortals, it is quite domineering, making people feel inferior.

Projecting onto the Taoist is also an invisible exposure, not only making the other party aware of your existence, but even feeling the way you exist.

But this old man was different.

He did not project a trace of such aura.

On the contrary, it was these qi that sharpened his physical body into what it is today.

With such a strong character, Tan Ying has no doubt that this person can only be described as being at the pinnacle, whether it is martial arts or knowledge.

He couldn't help but look sideways at Ying Yue.

Ying Yue didn't notice him, but bowed his head extremely humbly, as if he didn't even have the right to look at him before the old man gave permission.

Well, you can't go wrong.

Tan Yingding took a deep breath.

Fan Ya, Fan Zi.

Worthy of you!

however……

It is such a Fan Ya who has reached the pinnacle, but did not take the main stage, but stopped at the top of the teacher's seat.

Tan Ying sullenly.

How the hell can there be something more demonic? ?
"Please offer wine."

At this moment, even Fan Ya bowed slightly.

Amid the lingering sounds of Bai Pi, a man in black robe and crown stepped into the hall.

If Fan Ya is like a rock cut out by a knife, this man is like a lonely fragrance at night.

The face is like a bright moon, and the eyes are thin and cold.

Of course, he also looks much younger than Fan Ya, even younger than many scholars.

There was also no anger on his body.

The body is not as refined as Fan Ya's.

It can even be said to be flimsy, with the illusion of being fragile and fragile.

While walking, it passed by like a piece of thin paper.

What Tan Ying saw and felt was desolation.

It was as if his mind and body were empty.

Although there is no temperature, but all the way to sacrificial wine, he still nodded and smiled with the bachelors and lecturers.

It wasn't until he stood in front of the main seat that he pressed his hand.

"Please sit down."

The voice was as emotionless as expected, and as youthful as expected.

After everyone was seated, the priest looked at the palace gate again.

"Please help yourself."

Bai Pi, who was standing in front of the door, immediately returned the salute, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and retreated with his hands behind his back.

Judging by the way he swaggered off work, he must have gone to the opera building.

Then, under the gaze of the audience, Jijiu picked up the tall cup in front of him:
"I am Jijiu Hansun. I hope that you will succeed in your studies and your teachings will be answered by heaven."

Say it, drink it up.

The maesters were inevitably taken aback, but they died anyway.

Jijiu is the lord of the academy, the highest official.

Shouldn’t such a character speak out in ancient Chinese first, and then talk about his own thoughts after drinking intermittently?
Is this just boring?

Lecturers are used to this.

After Fan Ya and Han Sun exchanged looks, they said clearly.

"I am the Secretary of the Academy, Fan Ya, and I will host this talk.

"During the process, you can talk privately, as long as you don't make loud noises.

"Then the first thing is to determine the teachers of several bachelors.

"First, ask Bachelor No. 3 to stand up, introduce the knowledge you have mastered, and explain whether there are schools and teachers now."

The audience was dull.

Entering the process is too fast, a little slow to react.

But No. 3 Xie Changan, the tall, horse-faced young man in the second seat, stood up immediately, quickly gathered his thoughts and bowed and said:

"Student Xie Changan, a native of Qi.

"I have learned the way of medicine since I was a child, and this is my ambition.

"However, students are stupid, and there is still a long way to go from what the sages of doctors said 'heal themselves, save the people, and benefit the world'.

"Students have studied under many teachers and have now graduated."

After hearing his decent introduction, the scholars are quite satisfied.

Such an introduction is necessary before formally accepting apprentices.

After a simple understanding like this, and confirming that it is compatible with the disciple's aspirations, the teacher can stand up and formally accept the disciple.

Otherwise, if the teacher got up rashly, but the Daoism was misplaced in the end, everyone would be very embarrassed.

With the end of Xie Changan's introduction, a gentle-faced female scholar in white shirt seamlessly got up.

"I am Wu Yingzhen, a doctor of medicine. I have a little understanding of the art of questioning symptoms and adjusting medicines. My martial arts are mediocre, which is nothing to talk about. Would you like to come and learn from me?"

Don't mention Xie Chang'an, Tan Ying has already nodded from afar.

Yes, yes, yes!

Whether it is appearance or voice, this teacher must be a gentle big sister.

This complexion and temperament must be proficient in body conditioning and nourished by fine nectar and jade dew.

How could it be a bad day to hang out with her?
As for Wu De mediocre, it is probably just modest.

Sure enough, Xie Changan straightened up on the spot, bowed in salute and said, "Students are flattered and grateful!"

After Wu Yingzhen returned the salute with a smile, she straightened her gauze skirt and invited Xie Changan to sit down together.

Afterwards, Fan Ya called out the serial number of the second student and continued the process.

Seeing how smooth the apprenticeship was, the scene relaxed a little.

Now that Fan Ya said that they can chat privately, Tan Ying whispered to Ying Yue.

"Yue, how do you feel that this master-student relationship is predetermined?"

"No." Ying Yue hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Wu Xuebo had only read Xie Changan's papers before, and didn't know his own ambitions, so I asked Xie Changan to introduce himself. After Wu Xuebo is sure that he is suitable, we can do it." Show up and accept disciples."

"You say yes, anyway, I don't believe you so much now." Tanying shook her head and smiled, "Before you said that the royal family would be selected, and the ranking would not be too bad, but according to the old thief Bai Pi Said, isn't that the result of some management?"

"Ah...well...maybe." Ying Yue himself smiled wryly, "It's just that I... even if I want to do something, I'm afraid I won't be able to find any way out."

"This just proves your real talent and learning." Tan Ying clenched her fists and said, "Be careful about introducing yourself, and don't panic when the teacher calls you."

"Impossible to be called..." Ying Yue waved his hands with a wry smile, "I am satisfied to be in the last place, so I don't dare to have delusions."

Just as he was talking, a familiar, crisp, and furry voice came from afar.

"Student... Si Qinghuang, a native of Yue.

"I once worshiped under Wei Panzi's sect, and learned the way of meditation, and now I have obtained the way and left the teacher.

"However, there are thousands of ways in the world, and the students are dull and have not yet understood the way.

"Well... that's all... that's all."

Si Qinghuang was a little ashamed to speak in public.

But at this time, all the scholars on the opposite side laughed. Although their faces were all kind, they seemed to be laughing at her again.

When Si Qinghuang saw this, she lowered her head deeply in shame, and looked at her skirt and socks without daring to raise her eyes, thinking that she had made a fool of herself somewhere.

Only Fan Ya didn't laugh at her, she just said as usual:
"Scholar Si don't need to panic, the teachers are not malicious.

"It's just because you made a slip of the tongue just now and said 'becoming a teacher' instead of 'becoming a teacher with the right way'.

"The difference between these two words is quite different.

"Just imagine, if you have already attained the Tao under Wei Panzi's sect, why would you come here to seek the Tao? How can Wei Panzi allow you to become a teacher if you have attained the Tao at this age?

"The teachers laughed because of it.

"It's human nature to be nervous and make mistakes, and you don't have to blame yourself."

"What Si Ye taught is..." Si Qinghuang lowered her head even more, but said softly, "But the student... didn't... didn't make a slip of the tongue."

???

In an instant, the scene was silent.

The smiles on the faces of the scholars also froze.

(End of this chapter)