The weather is golden autumn, the autumn breeze is refreshing, and the red leaves are falling. When Feng Ziyue steps into the gate of Bailu Academy again, he will inevitably feel as if he is in another world.
When he entered White Deer Academy in his last life, he was full of misery and fought against all odds, even breaking up with his family.
In this life, he was already the new hope of the Feng family. Feng Tianhe specially named many stewards and guards to send him there. However, Feng Ziyue didn't like noisy by nature, so he refused and walked into the White Deer alone.
The gate of the academy.
Today is the first day of school at Bailu Academy.
Bailu Academy is said to have a history of thousands of years, dating back to the Middle Ages. It has a long history and has cultivated countless talents. It can be regarded as one of the best academies in the entire Ming Dynasty.
Therefore, although Wuyang City is remote, martial arts geniuses from all over the country still come from thousands of miles away to join White Deer Academy.
Since Zhuge Dan took over as the dean of White Deer Academy, he has attracted a large number of young people with dreams with the slogan "education without distinction".
In this life, Feng Ziyue entered the school with the talent quota specially recommended by the Feng family, so he skipped the test and went directly to the book office to choose his main subject.
Bailu Academy is not simply a martial arts academy, but a comprehensive academy divided into five major subjects: literature, martial arts, medicine, weaponry, and business.
When students are admitted to the hospital, they can choose their major subjects and determine the direction of study. Of course, the two subjects of civil and military studies are naturally the most widely selected source of students. If you study literature, you can become a minister of the emperor and honor your ancestors; if you study martial arts, you can become a general or a general.
Joining the martial arts is a place to settle down and make a living. In this Tianwu Continent, where martial arts is at its peak, students studying martial arts far outnumber liberal arts students.
In the previous life, Feng Ziyue wanted to learn martial arts and joined White Deer Academy. Naturally, he chose martial arts.
But in this life, he had no such plan.
To put it bluntly, in Wuyang City now, except for the unique and extremely talented swordsman Gongyang Xi, no one is qualified to give him guidance on martial arts. Even the three great martial arts masters are just higher than him.
, when it comes to realm theory, he is far behind.
What Feng Ziyue wants to choose is medicine.
The art of medicine saves people's lives. Although Feng Ziyue has some understanding of it in the past thirty years, it is still crude. Since he is going to prolong his time in Bailu Academy anyway, he might as well take advantage of the opportunity to learn the art of medicine.
After all, in the academy, the medical department is headed by Sun Zhongjing, the king of medicine, and his level is extremely high.
He walked leisurely along, admiring the scenery of the academy thirty years ago and sighing endlessly. He walked straight through several school buildings, bypassed the martial arts field, and then entered the book office.
Feng Ziyue arrived early, and it was not yet the climax of the arrival of large numbers of students. The clerk in the book office was dozing on the table in confusion.
"This teacher, I'm here to report!"
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and flicked his fingers on the sandalwood table. The waiter jumped up as if he had received an electric shock, his mouth and eyes were crooked, and he was terrified.
"Why... why are you here so early? What's your name? What subject do you want to apply for?" He was sleeping comfortably, and he was very unhappy when someone came to disturb him. He muttered a few words, then took out the roster from the drawer, and lazily
He held the brush proudly.
"My name is Feng Ziyue, and I'm studying medicine."
"Medical?" The waiter glanced at him. He saw that Feng Ziyue was wearing ordinary clothes and was applying for medicine. Most of them were children of poor people. They had no way to learn martial arts and no way to become an official, so they had to learn a skill. Now he has
A bit contemptuous.
"Feng Ziyue...why can't I find this name..."
The clerk rummaged through the roster, but he only looked for it in the back volume, and naturally couldn't find Feng Ziyue's name.
"Come back another day and let me find it!"
After flipping through it for a long time, he became impatient, threw away the roster, and waved Feng Ziyue to leave with a hesitant expression.
Feng Ziyue shook his head slightly and tapped on the roster with his finger, "Teacher, just look ahead..."
"In front?" The waiter sneered, "In front are all the talented young people recommended by various families. Do you think your surname is Feng, and you are a member of our Feng family in Wuyang City? What a dream! How can any talented young man study medicine?"
The young men recommended by each family are naturally trained in martial arts. The purpose is simply to let these young people lay a good foundation and be knowledgeable and strong. Stones from other mountains can attack jade, and they have an understanding of the martial arts of various schools and sects.
Your practice will be smoother in the future.
How can any disciple from a famous family want to study medicine? Even if they study liberal arts, there are probably only a few people who want to be sent to the court as officials from a few families.
With a smile on his face, Feng Ziyue gently opened the first page of the roster and clicked on the name in the third row.
Feng Ziyue is among the list!
The Feng family is undoubtedly the most powerful family in Wuyang City. Apart from a few young men recommended by the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, they are ranked at the top!
The waiter took a look and saw the words "Feng Ziyue" clearly in front of his eyes. He was so frightened that he peed his pants. He immediately stood up and bowed repeatedly.
"It turns out that Master Feng is here. I'm too old to recognize Taishan. Please forgive me, Master Feng! A capital crime! A capital crime!"
Although he was from Bailu Academy, the Feng family was so noble that squeezing him to death in Wuyang City was like squeezing an ant to death. Thinking about how rude he had just been, he suddenly started sweating profusely.
"It's okay!" Feng Ziyue is used to the harsh world, and he expected this person to be arrogant at first and respectful at the back. He waved his hand, "Teacher, I'd better hurry up and help me complete the admission procedures, that's all!"
"Yes! Yes! Please wait a moment!"
With sweat on his forehead, the clerk took out the file, quickly filled it out, stamped it, and respectfully sent it to Feng Ziyue. He also repeatedly expressed his willingness to send him to study medicine. After Feng Ziyue declined several times, this
Just gave up.
When Feng Ziyue took the file and left, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but he still had lingering fear.
"What tricks are these young masters playing... Why should he handle this small matter of admission in person? This scares me..."
He drank several sips of herbal tea before slowly calming down.
At this time, someone pushed the door open and saw a girl in colorful clothes peeking inside.
The clerk had suffered a loss just now, so he did not dare to neglect at this time and quickly asked: "This classmate, what can I do for you?"
The girl's eyes widened and she came into the room. Although she had an ordinary appearance, her eyes were very lively. She wrinkled her nose and asked in a cute voice: "Is this uncle who is enrolled in White Deer Academy here?
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"Yes, yes, it's right here!" The clerk nodded quickly, "I wonder what your name is? Which subject do you want to apply for?"
"Which subject should I apply for?"
The girl rolled her eyes and rubbed her nose, "The liberal arts major is too boring, the martial arts major is too barbaric, the medical major is too rude, and the business major is too philistine. After thinking about it, the medical major is better."
She smiled gracefully, as if the spring breeze was blowing, and her ordinary face revealed a dazzling look, "By the way, uncle, my name is Qi Xiaodie. Check it out. It should be on the roster."