After hearing the oral instructions, Li Chongrun could only prepare to kneel down even though he didn't want to do so.
He just lifted the hem of his robe and was about to bend his knees when Shangguan Wan'er stopped him. "What do you want to do?"
"Don't you have to kneel to receive an imperial edict?"
Shangguan Wan'er had a half-smiling expression on her face, feeling that although this young master was amazing and talented, it seemed that no one had ever taught him court etiquette.
However, she glanced at the very secluded Five Kings Palace and the ancient poem, and she had some understanding in her heart. "There is no need to kneel down to receive the emperor's oral instructions. You can just stand and listen with a salute."
alright."
Li Chongrun smiled helplessly, thinking that he had been tricked by the Qing palace drama. After crossing his hands and saluting, he stood aside honestly and listened to what his emperor's grandmother would say to him.
"The edict says: Wan'er, go to that boy and find out. If he didn't write it, find out who taught him. A great talent who can repay his mistakes must be used by me. If it was really written by him,
It’s not that my bloodline has been buried. I’m afraid the place where those boys in the west city are studying can’t teach him anymore. Let him go to the Imperial College to study. I appreciate this.”
"The common people accept the decree. Thank you." Li Chongrun was overjoyed. He couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought that he was finally expected to leave this sky with red corners after several years.
"You are not very old, but these long-winded etiquette is just like those of old men." Shangguan Wan'er complained quite a bit. But she didn't say anything more and hurried back to the palace to resume her duties.
After hearing the news, his hunchbacked cousin was very happy for Li Chongrun, and his usually stooped back seemed to stand up a lot. He kept saying back and forth, "It's good if I can go out, it's good if I can go out."
He made some further arrangements, saying that if he arrived at the Imperial Academy, the geniuses would be everywhere and the scholars would be as numerous as dogs. He would also need to gain more reputation. If he were to be ignored by everyone, he would just want to leave the imperial city, which would be absolutely impossible.
"The emperor likes to study miscellaneous things now. If Brother Run is famous for some poems, it is not impossible for him to come and meet his parents and family." When Li Shouli said this, he thought 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 Brother Fan were as usual. It was just that cousin Li Longji's expression was a little strange, he seemed a little jealous and a little angry.
A few days later, early in the morning.
Several palace attendants arrived at the Five Kings Palace early. After dressing up, the little fat man, who was usually wild and wild, looked like a little scholar. After breakfast in a hurry, they heard that there was a car.
The sound of horses came from in front of the door. When several young gentlemen hurriedly went out to take a look, they found that the person riding the horse was none other than Shangguan Wan'er, the beauty in men's clothing who came to convey the order that day.
"Li Chongrun, a common man, has met Lord Shangguan." Li Chongrun knew that the female prime minister did not like red tape, so he simply made a cross-hand salute.
"Get in the car, do you want me to dismount to greet you?" Shangguan Wan'er waved her riding crop as a courtesy, "Or do you want to ride a horse?"
Li Chongrun had only ridden on a big horse in the park a few times in his two lifetimes, so he naturally climbed into the carriage neatly. But before he got out of the palace gate, he knew why Shangguan Wan'er would rather ride a horse than ride in a carriage.
s reason.
It's too shaky.
Li Chongrun ate breakfast in a hurry, and wandered back and forth on 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 experienced motion sickness in his previous life, vomited twice.
When I got out of the carriage at the gate of the Imperial College, my little face was as pale as a consumption ghost. 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 entrance of the Imperial College, wearing a green robe, standing at the door. His eyes were slightly straightened, and he crossed the carriage and stared at the opposite side in trance.
"Shangguan Wan'er has met Lord Ye Wang, the Secretary of the Imperial Academy."
Seeing that the other party did not respond, Shangguan Wan'er took Li Chongrun closer and shouted again with a higher voice: "Shangguan Wan'er has met Mr. Wang, Siye of the Imperial Academy."
The old man known as Mr. Wang was still in a trance. Li Chongrun only vaguely heard some comments such as "not strong enough" and "not strong enough". Curiously, he turned his head and looked over, and suddenly found that the opposite side of the Imperial Academy was his own house.
My aunt’s Princess Taiping Mansion.
The plaque above the gate is obviously newly made, and it says "Special entry to Princess Taiping's Mansion" in very beautiful white calligraphy. It is very majestic and solemn.
Seeing that he had called twice, but the old man still didn't respond, the female prime minister Shangguan Wan'er was a little angry. She coughed hard at the side, and the old man finally came back to his senses. "I have seen the Imperial College Secretary Wang Wei from Shiquan County.
Shangguan is a talented person."
"Master Wang finally saw us."
Seeing the anger on Shangguan Wan'er's face, the old man realized belatedly that he had offended someone again, and quickly bowed and apologized: "The little old man just saw the inscription on the plaque opposite, and he felt something in his heart. He has neglected a talented person, but he still looks after him.
The sea of people is vast.”
"This is Prince Fang Qing, the Prince of the Imperial Academy. He is most obsessed with calligraphy. You have to get used to his distraction in the future." Shangguan Wan'er simply ignored him and just introduced him to Li Chongrun.
"Young man Li Chongrun, I have met Wang Siye." Naturally, Li Chongrun did not dare to make excuses. After all, he would have to live in other people's fields in the future, so he still had to have the proper etiquette.
"Is this young master the talented man who wrote about the ancients that has never been seen before?"
"Lord Si Ye is so complimentary."
Perhaps seeing Li Chongrun's cotton-pillow attitude again, Shangguan Wan'er directly interrupted the conversation between the young and old couple and arranged for her entourage to prepare for the entrance ceremony.
Taking advantage of the time to arrange the entrance etiquette, Shangguan Wan'er explained to Li Chongrun the curriculum arrangement of the Imperial College.
Li Chongrun felt a little headache after hearing that he had to learn etiquette first after entering school and then have regular calligraphy assessments.
After going through the etiquette and leaving Li Chongrun to the somewhat bookish Lord Si Ye, Shangguan Wan'er got on the horse and went back to the palace.
Li Chongrun followed Wang Siye into the Imperial College. It was different from the scene in his imagination, where there were famous scholars talking and laughing, but no white people coming and going. The Imperial College was very lively, and it felt more like a large tourist attraction than the highest academic institution in the Tang Dynasty.
When I entered the door, I first saw a large sundial, which should be made of bronze. Its blue-gray appearance looks 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. A huge incense burner in front of the temple is very prosperous, and you can see the strong incense from far away.
The thick smoke of fireworks rises endlessly.
In the square surrounded by a circle of corridors, many towering sycamore trees are densely planted. Under the whirling shadows of the trees, there are six classrooms on the left and right scattered.
There is a tall building outside the corridors on both sides. It is probably a place for lectures or lectures, but it is obscured by the yellowing trees and cannot be seen clearly.
Perhaps it was not yet time for lectures, but several scholars were leaning on the armrests of the corridor, holding books in their hands, chanting loudly. They looked a bit old. Others were singing, playing musical instruments, and dancing Hu Xuan dance.
And enough. There were even two scholars who were meditating on the stone bench under the tree. They were obviously Taoist priests from the looks of their clothes.
"Master Si Ye, Master Si Ye." Li Chongrun was very confused. It would have been fine if he was just a corrupt Taoist priest. When a Hu man led a Kunlun slave singing and dancing in front of him, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to ask.
Got up.
"Sir, please speak."
"Why is that..." Li Chongrun thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a more appropriate adjective: "Lively?"
"Master, why did you say this? Confucius said, there is no distinction between education and distinction. As the representative of the world's academic institutions, Imperial College naturally has to reflect the inclusiveness of a big country."
"Why are there still barbarians?"
"That's the prince from the West who came to study."
"It turns out he is an international student."
"Not only Dashi, but also vassal states such as Silla, Wa, Linyi, and Jinla have always had royal nobles attending school. However, most of them are studying in the three studies of law, calligraphy, and arithmetic."
"Thank you, Mr. Si Ye, for teaching me."
While they were talking, there was the faint sound of bells and drums, and everyone who was scattered outside entered the classroom one after another. The originally noisy scene quickly dissipated.
Wang Siye took Li Chongrun to the library in the backyard, where two doctors of the Five Classics were already waiting. They probably wanted to take some pre-school tests.
Just as Li Chongrun came forward to salute, an untimely noise came from the library. When he looked up, he saw a black figure being pushed over and staggering into his arms.