Hearing the oral order, Li Chongrun didn't think about it, but he could only prepare to kneel down.

Just as he was about to tilt his knees, Shangguan Wan'er stopped him. "What are you going to do?"

"Don't you kneel down when you receive the imperial edict?"

Shangguan Wan'er had a smile on her face, and she felt that although this young man was amazing, he seemed to have never taught this court etiquette.

However, she looked at the very secluded Five Kings Hall and the ancient and modern poem, and she felt a little understanding in her heart. "The emperor's oral orders do not need to kneel down, just stand and listen."

Li Chongrun smiled helplessly, thinking that he was cheated by the Qing Palace Opera. After giving the salute with his hands, he stood aside honestly and listened to what his emperor grandmother would say to him.

"The imperial edict said: Wan'er, go to that boy to find out. If it wasn't for him, find out who taught him. If there is such a talent who will repay him, it will definitely be used by me. If it was really written by him, it would not have buried my blood. The kids in the west city where they study can no longer be taught. Let him go to the Imperial College to study. I'm so proud."

"The people who have received the order are thanked." Li Chongrun was overjoyed and couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought that he had finally been expected to leave this sky with four red corners over the past few years.

"You are not old, and these long-lasting etiquettes are just like those old men." Shangguan Wan'er complained a little. She just didn't say anything else and hurried back to Da Nei to report his life.

After learning the news, the Hunchbacked Cousin was very happy for Li Chongrun. His back, which had been hunched over, seemed to stand up a lot. He kept muttering back and forth, "It's good if you can go out, it's good if you can go out."

I made another arrangement and said that if I arrived at the Imperial College, there were many geniuses and scholars as many as dogs. I also needed to gain more reputation. If I were to be like everyone else, I was afraid that it would be impossible to leave the imperial city.

"The emperor likes miscellaneous studies today. If Brother Run made some famous poetry, it would be impossible to meet his parents and family." Li Shouli said this, thinking of his father who was forced to death by the emperor's grandmother and his younger brother who was punished to death, his eyes turned red and he went back to his room alone.

Li Chengqi and Fan Ge'er were as usual. However, their cousin Li Longji had a strange expression, as if they were a little jealous, and as if they were a little angry.

A few days later, early in the morning.

Several palace ladies rushed to the Five Kings Hall early. After dressing up, they tossed the fat man who was used to being wild on weekdays like a young scholar. After using breakfast in a hurry, they heard the sound of carriages and horses coming from the door. When a few young men hurried out to look, they found that the person who rode the horse was Shangguan Wan'er, a man-dressed man who came to pass the order that day.

"Li Chongrun, a grass-roots citizen, has met Lord Shangguan." Li Chongrun knew that the female prime minister did not like red tape, so he simply gave a cross-handed gift.

"Get on the car, can you even ask me to dismount and greet you?" Shangguan Wan'er waved the whip and thought it was a greeting, "Or do you want to ride a horse?"

Li Chongrun had only been posing in the park for several times in his two lives, so he naturally climbed onto the carriage. However, before he left the palace gate, he knew why Shangguan Wan'er would rather ride a horse than ride a carriage.

Too shaky.

Li Chongrun had a little hurry to have breakfast, and then he ran back and forth in the carriage. Although it was only five miles from the Imperial City to Zhengpingfang where the Imperial College was located, it made Li Chongrun, who had never been motion sick in his previous life, vomited twice.

When I got off the carriage at the gate of the Imperial College, my little face turned pale like a tuberculosis. I thought to myself that sooner or later I would have to add a spring to the carriage.

There was an old man at the gate of the Imperial College, wearing a green robe and standing at the door, but his eyes were slightly straightened, and he passed the carriage and stared at the opposite side, looking at him in a daze.

"Shangguan Wan'er has met Lord Yewang of the Imperial College."

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Shangguan Wan'er took Li Chongrun closer, raised her voice and shouted again: "Shangguan Wan'er has met Lord Wang of the Imperial College."

The old man, known as Lord Wang, was still in a daze. Li Chongrun just vaguely heard comments such as "not strong enough" and "a little weak wrist strength". He turned his head curiously and looked over, and suddenly found that opposite the Imperial College was his aunt's Princess Taiping's Mansion.

The plaque above the gate is obviously new, with a very beautiful flying white body written on it, which is very grand and solemn.

Seeing that he had called twice, the old man still did not respond. The female prime minister Shangguan Wan'er was a little angry. She coughed hard on the side, and the old man finally came back to his senses. "The Imperial College Office, and the Shiquan County Wang Jing met Shangguan Cairen."

"Sir Wang has finally seen us."

Seeing Shangguan Wan'er angry, the old man realized that he had offended someone again just now, so he quickly bowed and claimed the crime: "The old man just saw the inscription on the plaque opposite him, and felt something. He neglected the talented people and hoped that the talented people would be forgiven."

"This is the Imperial College Chief Secretary Wang Zhen and Wang Fang Qing. He is most addicted to calligraphy. You should get used to his distractedness in the future." Shangguan Wan'er simply ignored him and just introduced him to Li Chongrun.

"Boy Li Chongrun, I have met Wang Siye." Li Chongrun naturally did not dare to be arrogant. After all, if you want to be on other people's fields in the future, you still have the etiquette you should have.

"This young man is the talented man who has never seen the ancients before writing it?"

"Mr. Siye praised it."

Perhaps seeing Li Chongrun starts such a cotton pillow-like attitude again, Shangguan Wan'er directly interrupts the conversation between the young and old. She arranges the entourage to arrange the entrance exam for the school.

Taking advantage of the admission etiquette, Shangguan Wan'er explained the course arrangements of the Imperial College to Li Chongrun.

But after hearing that he had to learn etiquette first after entering school and regularly evaluated calligraphy rules, Li Chongrun felt a little headache.

After performing the etiquette and throwing Li Chongrun to the somewhat nerdy Lord Si Ye, Shangguan Wan'er went back to the palace.

Li Chongrun followed Wang Siye to the Imperial College, which was different from the scene where there were great scholars in his imagination, but no white Ding. The Imperial College was very lively. It felt more like a large tourist attraction than the highest institution of learning in the Tang Dynasty.

When I entered the door, I saw a large sundial, which must have been made of bronze, and the blue-gray appearance looked very simple.

A long aisle paved with bluestone leads to a very majestic Confucian Temple in the middle, with several stele pavilions erected on both sides. In front of the temple, a huge incense burner is extremely prosperous, and you can see the strong fireworks rising from a long distance.

In the square surrounded by a circle of corridors, many towering sycamore trees were planted, and six classrooms on both sides were scattered under the swaying shadows.

There is a towering building outside the corridors on both sides. It seems to be a place for lectures or lectures, but it is blocked by the shadows of some yellow trees and cannot be seen clearly.

Perhaps it wasn't time for lectures yet, several scholars were leaning on the handrail of the corridor, holding books and chanting loudly, looking a little old. The rest were singing, playing musical instruments and dancing Hu Xuan dance. There were even two scholars who were meditating on stone benches under the tree, and they looked obviously dressed as Taoist priests.

"Master Siye, Master Siye." Li Chongrun was puzzled. It would be fine if he was just a corrupt scholar. When a Hu man turned around in front of him with a Kunlun slave singing and dancing, he finally couldn't bear it and asked.

"Please speak, please."

"Why is this..." Li Chongrun thought for a long time, but couldn't remember the more appropriate adjective: "Himmersome?"

"Why did the young master say this? The Master said that there is no difference in teaching. As a representative of the world's academic institution, Imperial College naturally needs to reflect a compatible and encompassing demeanor of a great country."

"Why are there still Hu people?"

"That's the prince who came to study in the Western Food Festival."

"So it's an international student."

"It's not just the vassal states such as Silla, Wa, Linyi, and Zhenla, but most of them are studying in the three schools of law, book, and calculation."

"Boy Xie Siye's advice."

While talking, a faint sound of bells and drums came, and everyone scattered outside entered the classroom one after another. The scene that was originally a little noisy quickly dissipated.

Wang Siye took Li Chongrun to the backyard library, and two doctors of the Five Classics were waiting for this. I thought I wanted to take some preschool tests or something.

As soon as Li Chongrun walked closer to salute, a noise came from the library inappropriately. He looked up and saw a black shadow being pushed by someone and stumbled into his arms.
Chapter completed!