After the saint left, Shu Lan also set her sights on Li Xingyun and Qin Keqing.
She heard yesterday that the saint appeared in the sky above the Wen Yuan in Wannian County. It was said that war poems from all over the world were published, and she was personally invited by the saint to study in the holy courtyard.
"My name is Shu Lan, and I am a teacher from the outer courtyard."
Female teacher? Li Xingyun was slightly startled.
Looking at the other party's face, there is a graceful temperament in her delicacy. She is a woman like a lilac flower. Although she is not as stunning as Qin Keqing's appearance, she has a breathtaking teacher charm...
Moreover, the female teacher in the Holy Academy is something that is enough to shock the world.
It is not impossible for women to study. For example, Li Hongying was forced by her father to study for several years, but she started practicing martial arts after she really lost interest.
And if there are women studying, there will naturally be female Confucians, but the proportion is pitifully small.
Just like in mechanical and electrical engineering and civil engineering in previous lives, the typical yang is strong and the yin is weak. There is almost only one female Confucian among a hundred male Confucian students.
There are also specially arranged female teachers in the holy courtyard, which can be regarded as following the famous saying of the Confucian sage, "There is no distinction between education and distinction."
Men and women are treated equally.
"I've met Teacher Shu Lan." Li Xingyun took Qin Keqing to meet the teacher.
"Throughout the ages, all the disciples who have been able to enter the Holy Court have always been nostalgic for this place. For a disciple like you who has just been personally invited to the Holy Court by a saint, but yet has the courage to ask for a year off, this is really the first time I have seen him." Shu Lan's voice said.
It is very delicate, and it does not give off the cold feeling of being rejected thousands of miles away when meeting the disciple for the first time.
Although he was the original author of the war poem that was spread throughout the world, he was also a disciple who was invited to the Holy Academy by the Saint but had to ask for a year off.
Good disciple? Bad disciple?
"It's getting late, let's go to the Holy Courtyard."
"Thank you, Teacher Shulan."
Shu Lan opened his palm, and a small wooden boat in his palm slowly grew in size, and finally hung in the air about a foot above the ground.
"It's cultural treasures again..." Li Xingyun looked at the wooden boat that was comparable to Hanlin's cultural treasures. He thought that the saint would not deceive me. There are really countless rare treasures and cultural treasures in this holy courtyard. This is not the real treasure.
When you set foot in the Holy Courtyard, you will see several powerful rare cultural treasures.
The three of them were traveling in a boat, and Li Xingyun discovered that there was a special cave inside the holy courtyard.
There are ten miles of peach trees on both sides of the strait, with colorful fallen flowers and a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.
Shu Lan introduced the two of them: "Through the peach forest, you will find the outer courtyard."
"Teacher Shu Lan, just now the saint said that there is someone waiting for me in the Holy Courtyard. This disciple has some questions and knows that he has never been in contact with anyone in the Holy Courtyard before." On the boat, Li Xingyun asked shamelessly.
"Why don't you make a deal? You tell me the name of your war poem that's spread all over the world, and I'll tell you the name of the other party."
That is "Li Yong" written by Li Bai, a poet from the Tang Dynasty in his previous life. But Li Yong in this dynasty was not famous at all. If he chose this poem title, wouldn't he let others use it to spread a war poem to the world?
"Road to Heaven!" The name refers to a strange feeling that came into his mind when he was composing the poem. That feeling shot straight into the sky, as if he was about to turn into a Kunpeng and soar ninety thousand miles away, soaring above the clouds!
Therefore, he felt that this name matched his feelings and the content of the war poem very well.
"The road to heaven..." Shu Lan was silent for a long time after hearing this, and kept mumbling to himself: "The roc rises with the wind in one day, and soars up to ninety thousand miles. Zhuang Sheng once made a saint with a happy journey, and there are fish in the north.
, its name is Kun, and it transformed into a bird, its name is Peng. Kunpeng took advantage of the situation, soared upwards, and climbed to the sky!"
"It is really a good poem that has been passed down to the world! It is worthy of the meaning of war poetry! The fighting spirit is so majestic that it can fight with the sky!!!"
For readers, this is a very high praise.
After Shulan realized it, she gained something in her heart.
She looked at Li Xingyun behind her again and answered the question: "The person waiting for you in the Holy Court is the princess of Tiance Mansion."
"???" Li Xingyun and Qin Keqing were both a little surprised when they heard this.
Why would the princess of Tiance Mansion wait for him in the Holy Courtyard?
Li Xingyun asked: "She is waiting for me? Is there something wrong?"
"Could it be that she wants to chase the gun you used for her to continue to activate the spirit?" Qin Keqing asked.
"You are going to attend the Famous Swords Tournament. Coincidentally, the general of Tiance Mansion also got a sword ticket, but now he no longer needs to attend the Famous Swords Tournament to show his arrogance, so he wants to let the princess go to the trial.
Trial, the princess happened to know that you were also going to participate in the Famous Sword Tournament, so she thought of going with you. As for what you just said about activating the spirit of her spear, I think it must have happened along the way.
"
Just as he was talking, the wooden boat passed through the peach forest and came to a magnificent square.
Alas!!!
A sharp and piercing roar came from the Kunyu. Li Xingyun looked intently and found many people gathered in a corner of the square. A Confucian scholar in the center was comprehending the war poem he composed yesterday.
But only the vision of Kun fish swimming appeared, and it did not turn into a roc.
Shu Lan took a look and said: "The Confucian scholars who can enter the Holy Academy are naturally the most talented people from all over the world. It only takes one day to gain some understanding, which is considered fast."
"If you go over and show it in front of them, you might be able to quickly gain a group of followers in this outer courtyard."
Li Xingyun smiled and responded: "Teacher Shu Lan is joking. The geniuses who can enter the Holy Academy are all arrogant. How can they follow others at will?"
Shu Lan showed a serious look on her face and said firmly: "But you are different. You have a war poem that is passed down all over the world. Looking at the history of the human race, this capital is enough to be among the top three!"
Li Xingyun was not interested in the top rankings. He was not interested. He was more concerned about where to sleep tonight, otherwise he would go to the saint when the rooster crows tomorrow morning and be listless.
"Teacher Shulan, where will we stay temporarily?"
"Okay, okay, I think you really don't want to stay in the Holy Court. Even this kind of cultivation atmosphere can't impress you. Forget it, come with me." Shu Lan stopped making insinuations and instilled in Li Xingyun to stay in the Holy Court.
Looking at the beauty of the hospital, some people sighed in disgust.
Then he led the two of them towards the female scholar's dormitory.
At first, Li Xingyun didn't know the divisions of the various areas of the Holy Court, so he didn't think much about it.
But as they walked, they realized something was wrong. Shu Lan took them to the place where the female scholar lived, which made people feel weird.
"It was the sage's previous instruction. He saw that the woman next to you is not stained by dust, is pure and untainted, is nourished by nature, and if she follows the line of Confucianism and Taoism, she may have an unexpected future, so he specifically allows her to study with the female disciples.
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"Ah??" Qin Keqing heard this and covered her mouth with her soft and delicate palms, very surprised.
"This is a good thing." Li Xingyun's eyes were filled with joy. The structure of the secret saint was so big that he completely forgot that he had said before that the saint liked to trick him.
"Okay, we're here!" After walking for a while, Shulan pointed to the accommodation area ahead and said.
Before Li Xingyun and Li Xingyun could take a closer look, they heard a green and sweet voice: "Li Xingyun! You are finally here! There are people reading all around here, as if chanting sutras. My head is about to explode.