When Lin Shu returned to the academy gate, Jing Rong's carriage arrived.
They stopped at the gate.
Ji Yunshu alighted from the carriage and looked around Mingshan Academy with interest.
Above the gate was a plaque with the words "Mingshan Academy".
Lin Shu was stunned for a long time.
Was he reprimanded?
He stood rooted to the ground, a question in his mind.
He could only watch as the group of people entered the academy in a grandiose manner.
One of the students in Lin Shu's group asked, "Lin Shu, who are they? Why was Teacher so polite to them just now? "
Lin Shu still had a lot of anger in his heart because of the matter of entering the pavilion to shelter from the rain.
He clenched his fist and slammed it on the door.
A muffled sound rang out.
Then, he went to copy the "Ode to Poetry".
Teacher Yu welcomed Jing Rong and the others into the inner room and dismissed the children beside him. He stood in the middle of the room and bowed.
"Teacher Yu, you don't have to stand on ceremony."
Teacher Yu said, "Although Your Highness is outside, etiquette should not be messed up. As the ancient saying goes, one should not bow to indecent behavior. One should be modest and courteous."
This Old Urchin was indeed a teacher.
Jing Rong smiled faintly.
"Teacher Yu, sit down."
He bowed and slowly lifted his robe to sit on the other side. He gently stroked his white beard and narrowed his eyes. "Why did Your Highness come?"
"This Prince is out on an errand. It rained all the way in June. I know that Mingshan Academy is in Bingjing and happened to be passing by, so I came to stay for the night. I believe that Teacher Yu will not mind."
"Although I have established the rules of the academy that outsiders are not allowed to stay here and we do not accept passing guests, naturally, the rules cannot be broken. However, Your Highness brought out the 'Morning Tide Has Dusk' of the late Emperor. If I do not entertain you, it would be disrespecting the late Emperor."
Jing Rong said, "Before Mingshan Academy was named, the late Emperor had given it the names' Zhaochao 'and' Youxi 'for the Headmaster to choose. However, the Headmaster said that' Zhaochao 'was short-lived and inauspicious. He also said that' Youxi 'was too exaggerated and unnecessary. After that, he gave the name' Mingshan ', which made the late Emperor very unhappy. Now, I brought out' Zhaochao 'and' Youxi 'in hopes that the Headmaster would do us a favor and allow us to stay here for a night."
"Deep in the forest, those who come from afar are guests. Since Your Highness has arrived, I don't dare to not welcome you. After all, I'm old, and I want to spend my remaining years in peace."
"There's no need for you to say such high-sounding words to This King."
Actually, this little old man was quite cute.
The two of them talked about some irrelevant things.
"These paintings are really well drawn." Ji Yunshu suddenly spoke.
Upon hearing this, he saw that she had been standing in front of the painting on the wall ever since she entered the room. Her head was slightly raised as she admired it.
On that wall was a painting of 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'. The painting was one and a half meters long and one meter wide. On it, there were 99 different kinds of spiritual birds. Some nestled together, some perched on the branches, and some directly landed on the ground. Every bird was vivid and lifelike. The colors were full and glossy, and the lines were clear.
In short, the painting was superb!
Teacher Yu replied, "This is just a fake."
Ji Yunshu smiled and nodded. "It is indeed a fake because the real 'A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix' is not here."
The real work was treasured by his jackal-like father.
She continued, "However, this fake is more detailed than the original. Not only that, the colors are much richer than the original. Although it is not Ouyang Ye's original work, it is better than the original."
"Does this young master know how to paint?"
"I know a thing or two," she replied modestly. Then, she asked again, "But I wonder, who painted this painting?"
At this point, Teacher Yu stroked his beard and replied proudly, "It was painted by my student, Shang Zhuo. His skill in copying can be said to be the best. Whether it is the handwriting or the painting, he can copy it perfectly."
Shang Zhuo?
So it was that cultured and polite student!
Ji Yunshu was even more curious about him.
Teacher Yu continued to talk about Shang Zhuo. He said that he was born with a natural talent for copying. He had copied 203 types of birds and at least 50, if not 60, paintings of mountains and rivers. Most of them were treasured by Teacher Yu. Although they were just copies, they were still valuable. Shang Zhuo also used them to pay for his school fees.
Tang Si lay beside the painting and looked at it carefully. She tilted her head and asked, "Is this painting good? What's so good about it? "
As she spoke, she reached out to touch it.
Ji Yunshu slapped her hand away.
She covered her hand and glared at him.
Mo Ruo, who was beside her, snickered.
Then, Teacher Yu summoned Uncle Zhang, who usually took care of the academy, and instructed, "Immediately arrange a few superior rooms for our distinguished guests. Do not neglect them."
"Alright."
Actually, Uncle Zhang had never seen Teacher Yu agree to let anyone stay the night. He also knew that Teacher Yu had a strange personality and did not give face to anyone. Why would he agree to let them stay the night?
He pondered, but did not ask further.
He led everyone to the guest room.
Although it was called a guest room, it was actually a study room for students. It was very clean and tidy. The furnishings were simple, but the smell of books was strong. The bookshelves inside were also filled with all kinds of books.
Ji Yunshu was tired after a long journey, so she rested in the room for a while. When she opened her eyes, it was already dark outside.
She had just woken up when an apprentice knocked on the door and came in.
He carried the dishes.
"Teacher, you have just woken up. Eat something."
She nodded and sat down. "Where is Young Master Jing?"
"Young Master Jing and Teacher Yu are drinking tea and chatting in the backyard. He said that if you are awake, don't look for him. He said that you can take a walk around the academy. You can also go to the study hall in the front yard. They are teaching there. If you are interested, you can go and listen."
"Alright, thank you."
"It's no problem. I will not disturb Teacher's meal then."
The apprentice retreated.
Ji Yunshu's stomach was already rumbling. She was indeed hungry. Just as she picked up her chopsticks, the window was suddenly pushed open from the outside. A gust of cold wind blew in.
Tang Si leaned her elbow against the edge of the window and leaned in. She smiled cheekily at Ji Yunshu and said, "Ah Ji, you have slept for a few hours. Come, let's go and stretch our muscles. You have no idea how big Mingshan Academy is. There are lanterns everywhere. It is even more beautiful than the night in Houliao."
"Go by yourself."
"Don't be such a killjoy."
Ji Yunshu ignored her as she ate.
However, Tang Si was not one to give up. When she did not get a response after a long time, she jumped in through the window and sat down at the table.
"Ah Ji, let's go. It is so boring to stay in the room alone. Why don't you go for a walk with me?"
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