Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Doctor Li has prepared a new prescription this time. I heard it will be more effective. The maids will cook it for you next time and bring it over." Bai Ye said softly.

"Sorry for bothering Dr. Li, I will thank him very much in the future." Ning Rongrong responded.

"Rong Rong, you should go out less recently and pay more attention to rest." Bai Ye said softly.

"Okay." The woman nodded.

"Rong Rong, I will find a solution regarding tuberculosis. Don't worry, I will take care of everything." Bai Ye's voice was extremely gentle, and his eyes were full of love.

"Bai Ye, do you think my disease can really be cured? I heard from my father that only by becoming a true scholar can it be possible to cure this disease. I'm afraid it will be difficult for a talentless person like me." The woman said tightly. Holding Bai Ye's hand, his tone was full of helplessness.

Bai Ye gently stroked the woman's hand and said softly: "Rong Rong, don't worry, I will definitely help you find a cure for this disease. I will definitely do it."

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In the next month, Ci Song stayed with Ci Qi Bai and learned the most basic knowledge from him. Ci Qi Bai taught him very carefully, starting from the simplest "Four Books" and "Five Classics".

Perhaps because of the absorption of the Orb of Wen Yun, Ci Song learned things very quickly, even reaching the level of photographic memory and inferences from one instance to another. Therefore, in just one month, he learned the basics of it, and it can be said that he has mastered it.

However, what Ci Song wanted to learn more was His Royal Highness's previous method of turning his talent into a spear. However, Ci Qi Bai did not teach Ci Song. The reason he gave was very simple:

"You are just a child now, so your accumulation of literature should be the most important thing to do. As for the art of killing, let your teacher teach you in the future."

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Ci Song's school started. As usual, Ci Song got up early, packed his clothes, put them into his jade pendant, and came to the door of his house.

At this time, Ci Qibai and Gongsun Cuo had already prepared a carriage for Ci Song. Before Ci Qibai left, he gave Ci Qi Bai five thousand taels of silver notes as expenses. Gongsun Cuo was even more ruthless and gave Ci Song a carriage in the carriage. Five hundred taels of gold were prepared, which made Ci Songxi smile. Who would dislike him for having so much money?

In this way, Ci Song pocketed all the silver notes and gold, and went to Yan Sheng Academy with excitement. After all, this was his first experience of studying in a different world.

This time Ci Song went to Yan Sheng Academy in a carriage from the General's Mansion. Along the way, any coachman who saw the word "Ci" on the side of the carriage would choose to take a detour, because only those who could ride in this carriage were famous. The Ci General is the bully and dandy, Ci Song Dynasty.

But recently, Ci Song's reputation has become popular again because of the incident at Cuiyuan Tower, because when he threatened the student of Yan Sheng Academy, he revealed that he had passed the exam and joined Yan Sheng Academy. , a dandy, could actually be admitted to Yan Sheng Academy, one of the five most coveted academies among scholars in the world.

This surprised everyone, and everyone speculated that Ci Song did not enter the academy through the proper route, and General Ci must be helping behind the scenes.

For a time, there was a discussion about Ci Song in the capital, and there were different evaluations of him. Some were angry, some were envious, and of course the most common ones were sighs. Who gave Ci Song a good pregnancy?

Ci Song didn't know about this matter, and he didn't care what others thought of him. What others said was their business. As long as it didn't affect him, it didn't matter.

The carriage quickly arrived at Yan Sheng Academy. When he got off the carriage and walked into the academy, Ci Song realized why he was the only one who came to report? What about the rest?

"I knew you were coming back. I thought you were going to drop out of school." A voice came from behind Ci Song.

After Ci Song heard the voice, a chill ran down his spine. He slowly turned his head and saw Ning Ping'an staring at him with an unhappy look on his face.

"Teacher, long time no see." Ci Song put on a smile that was as harmonious as possible.

"Long time no see. I didn't expect that you are so big-hearted. I asked you to arrange your time freely, but you actually went home."

Ning Ping'an's words made Ci Song's scalp feel numb. He smiled and said, "Hey, teacher, I just wanted to tell my family the good news."

"Okay, I don't blame you for this. You were used to being wild before. This is your nature and I won't kill it." After saying that, Ning Ping'an raised his hand slightly, and a pure white Confucian robe appeared in his hand. .

"Change into this. From now on, you can only wear Confucian robes in the academy. Your clothes are too luxurious and do not suit the atmosphere of the academy."

Ci Song took over the Confucian robe, nodded and said, "Yes, thank you, teacher."

Ci Song followed Ning Ping'an as he walked towards the academy. On the way, Ning Ping'an asked, "Did you write the poem that Zhao Lijing memorized at the garden party?"

"The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red."

Upon hearing Ning Ping'an's inquiry, Ci Song replied: "I wrote it. What does the teacher think?"

Ning Ping'an nodded and said: "The title of Lotus's No. 1 poem was given by me. Didn't Ruo Ci tell you this news when I went to your house before? She still went to find you because of this poem."

"Teacher, do you already know about this? I thought..."

"I care about everything in the academy. Ruo Ci also thinks highly of you. There are many people in the academy who are watching you. You have to work hard and don't let down others' expectations."

"I understand, teacher."

Ci Song followed Ning Ping'an into a school. The school was very large, with a hundred people in the room. Here, Ci Song saw many familiar faces, all of whom he had seen during the previous exams, such as Fang Zhongyong, who was sitting in the school wearing a linen Confucian robe.

When Ci Song followed Ning Ping'an into the school, the two instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Mr. Yi, please arrange a seat for Ci Song and let him study with you for a while." Ning Ping'an said to Mr. Yi on the podium.

"Hiss, why is it him?"

Ci Song recognized Mr. Yi in front of him at a glance. He was the gentleman he had angrily criticized a few days ago. At that time, he directly degraded him as a "corrupt scholar" and cursed him so badly. He never expected that his teacher would ask him to teach him. This was fun.

"Okay, Mr. Ning, there is a seat next to the podium. Just sit here."

When Mr. Yi saw that the people coming were Ning Ping'an and Ci Song, he was not surprised at all. He pointed to a seat on the left side of the podium and gestured.

"Go ahead. Follow Mr. Yi and lay a good foundation. I will come to teach you the rest in half a year."

Ning Ping'an said, bowed to Mr. Yi, and then left.

"Damn? You're leaving like this. What should I do?"

Ci Song felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Ning Ping'an had become a hands-off boss and left him here.

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