Qin Mu slowly let out a shaky breath. This news was too astonishing and he had to slowly digest it.
Even though the position of Grand Chancellor of the empire was lower class third ranking and didn't look very high, it was simply too important. Imperial College was in charge of all the techniques and divine arts in the world and had compiled them into scrolls. It could be said to be the sacred ground of all the martial arts and divine arts in the world and was supreme.
Furthermore, the officials of Yankang Kingdom usually came from Imperial College and everyone who walked out from here could be said to be the disciple of the young patriarch and had a master-disciple relationship.
This official position wasn't high but its rallying power was too strong!
In addition to the hidden identity of the young patriarch, it would be very terrifying.
Fu Qingyun said, "Since young master has come to my place, you can rest for a few days and go to Imperial College another day. However, if young master wants to enter Imperial College, you have to go through some tests. "
Qin Mu was bewildered, "What tests?"
"Imperial College isn't a place anyone can enter. You have to become an imperial scholar to be able to enter."
Fu Qingyun smiled, "Patriarch's meaning is naturally for young master to become an imperial scholar first. This year's imperial scholar examination is about to start and young master will take the examination with scholars from all over the place. After you complete the examination, you will be able to enter. "
"Many thanks, Sister Yun'er."
Qin Mu let out a sigh of relief and smiled, "I still don't have a place to stay so I'll stay at Sister Yun'er's place for a few days first."
Fu Qingyun said in a low voice, "It's not impossible for young master to stay here, but you have to be on guard against a few of my little hussies here. They have a lot of schemes, and would love nothing more than to climb over my head and become the Cult Mistress."
Qin Mu blushed and muttered, "There's such a thing?"
Fu Qingyun chuckled, "Young master, you won't be able to withstand their instigation like this. Follow me, I have arranged a room for you. "
The room that Fu Qingyun had arranged was very elegant and the decorations in the room looked like a girl's room. Even the blankets were fragrant. Fu Qingyun immediately said, "This is where I rest. If young master isn't satisfied, you can change another room."
"There's no need."
Qin Mu placed the cloth bundle on the table but Fu Qingyun still hadn't left the room. She bit her bright red lips and asked gently, "Does young master have any other instructions?"
"No, thank you, Sister Yun 'er."
As Qin Mu was speaking, the cloth bag moved, and a little white fox carrying a small cloth bag came out. Fu Qingyun took a look, turned around and walked out, muttering, "No wonder, so he brought his own little fox spirit …"
Hu Ling'er reeked of alcohol and Qin Mu frowned, "Ling'er, you've been drinking secretly in the backpack!"
"No!"
The white fox was drunk and suddenly burped. It quickly shut its mouth and burped again. It stood up on its hind legs and wobbled, almost falling off the table.
Qin Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry. He took out an empty wine pot from his bag and said, "You still deny it? I've been studying Great Educational Heavenly Devil Scriptures these few days and found a technique that's suitable for you called Spirit Creation Technique. I've comprehended it thoroughly these few days and planned to impart it to you, but you ended up getting dead drunk again. "
The fox on the table finally fell down. Qin Mu picked her up and threw her under the blankets. Hu Ling'er hugged the pillow and fell asleep. Qin Mu was also exhausted from avoiding the pursuit of Dragon Rider Sect and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
When night came, he was woken up by hunger and immediately got up. However, seeing Hu Ling'er still sleeping, he didn't wake her up.
Qin Mu took out the ointment and toothed wood from his bag and washed up before walking out of the room. There was a girl outside the door and when she saw Qin Mu, her eyes lit up and smiled, "Young master has woken up. Sister knows young master must be hungry so she has already prepared food and let me stay here to treat young master to a meal."
Qin Mu gave his thanks and followed her to an elegant room in Rain Listening Pavilion. There were bamboos beside the window and looking across the bamboos, there were pavilions, fake mountains and ponds. It was very serene.
Qin Mu sat down and a few girls entered in a single file. They placed down the dishes and not long later, the table was filled with food. In the pavilion outside the window, a girl in white came over with a zither. She sat in the pavilion and gently fiddled with the zither. After a moment, a few more girls came over. Some of them were carrying pipa, some were carrying long flutes and some were carrying guzheng. They were all playing and singing.
Qin Mu ate his food and was entranced by the music. He was entranced by the music and felt refreshed.
His gaze landed on the ten fingers of the girl playing the zither and unconsciously put down his bowl and chopsticks. His fingers also followed along to play the zither. After a while, his gaze landed on the body of the pipa girl and observed her finger skills. He then looked at the finger skills of the flute girl and was intoxicated by them.
"Thunder Fingers Pipa Player, so not only does one have to play, there's also picking, wiping, hooking, picking, hitting, plucking …"
Qin Mu's eyes became brighter and brighter. The finger skills of the girls in the pavilion made his fingers more and more excited. Comparing it to the Thunderclap Eight Strikes that he was cultivating, he only felt that his comprehension of the move Thunder Fingers Pipa Player was getting deeper and deeper. He had a feeling of understanding everything and couldn't wait to jump out and play a piece to his heart's content!
When he saw the girls playing, he also had the heart to play and this heart burned more and more. It was just that he didn't know much about music and didn't dare to rashly offend these beauties.
However, that heart of his was getting more and more restless.
He was entranced by the music and unconsciously forgot to eat. His ten fingers were sometimes like playing the zither, sometimes like plucking the pipa, sometimes like playing the flute, and sometimes like plucking the guzheng.
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