The runner explained as he walked, "Ten High Scholars form a class and there are usually three classes per year. Five Elementary Scholars form a class and there is only one class per year. Both Elementary Scholars and High Scholars can study for three years and they have to leave after three years. The State Academy of Arts holds a High Scholar Examination every year and those who are in the top five will enter the Jingguo Academy in the capital. Not only are there High Scholars from our country, but there are also High Scholars from other countries who came to study there. There are also disciples from various holy families. "
Fang Yun listened to the runner's introduction while looking around the State Academy of Arts. He had only been to the office of the officials before and it was his first time in the school district.
It was like a garden with small bridges and flowing water, long corridors and short pavilions, and lush trees. It was as if it was completely separated from the hustle and bustle of the world and returned to the peace of nature.
Fang Yun nodded. This was the place to study.
The two of them walked along the cobblestone path and went around a rockery. They saw an arched door with the words "Ink Fragrance" written on it.
"This is the Ink Fragrance House, where Elementary Scholar Class One resides."
The Ink Fragrance House was a courtyard with a red-roofed pavilion in the middle and lush vegetation on both sides. Further ahead was a very ordinary house with black tiles and white walls. The door of the house was open and there were tables, chairs, and students inside.
After taking a few steps, Fang Yun heard the students inside talking.
"Sir, is Fang Yun really coming to our class? I like his poem 'Twilight of the Year' the most. It's directed at the officials in the imperial court and it's so satisfying. "
"My favorite 'Epigraph of My Shack' is already hanging in my study. I recite it every morning before I go to bed. Even my wife knows how to recite it."
Fang Yun was stunned, but he felt relieved when he thought of the ancient people who married early.
"Fang Yun will be your classmate from now on. His talent has spread throughout the ten countries. The five of you can't look down on him just because he's a High Scholar."
"Sir, do you think we're nerds? We don't have a feud with him like Liu Zicheng. We can't wait to befriend him, why would we look down on him? "
"Nerds are the ones who respect him more, isn't that right, Wen Dai?"
"Fang Yun's talent is a hundred times greater than mine. I naturally respect him."
Fang Yun didn't expect to be discussed outside the door. When he reached the door, he coughed lightly.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man and five young men looked over.
The bailiff bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Lecturer, Elementary Scholars, this is the head of the proposal."
"Fang Yun greets everyone." Fang Yun didn't know how to address these six people, who ranged from ten to thirty years old. The age gap was too big.
Two of the five Elementary Scholar students suddenly stood up from their chairs and walked over with smiles on their faces.
The two youths were wearing dark blue scholar robes with bamboo leaves embroidered on their collars and cuffs, a clear difference from the willow leaves on Fang Yun's robes.
"Fang Shuangjia, you've finally come! Your poem 'Twilight of the Year's End' is too well written. It is truly a model for us scholars! My name is Lu Yu, and I'm the same age as you. I'm also sixteen. "Lu Yu had delicate features and a baby face.
The young scholar beside him said, "My name is Ning Zhiyuan, and I'm seventeen this year. I like your 'Epigraph of My Shack' the most."
"Brother Lu, Brother Ning." Fang Yun politely cupped his hands in greeting.
The teacher behind the desk said kindly, "I'm the lecturer of the State Academy of Arts. You can call me Mr Wang from now on. Li Yuncong, introduce the three of you. From today onwards, you will be classmates. "
A young man with thick eyebrows stood up. He didn't smile and cupped his hands towards Fang Yun. "Li Yuncong from the Dayuan Prefecture. I've heard a lot about you. In the future, if Liu Zicheng makes things difficult for you, count me in. "
"Thank you, Brother Li."
The other two people also introduced themselves. One of them was called Du Shudai. He was a bit old-fashioned, but he didn't hide his admiration for Fang Yun. The other one was called Tang Shanyue. He was a very ordinary person with a kind smile.
The five of them were the top five in last year's provincial examination. Among them, Li Yuncong was the top scholar and was known as a great talent in the Saint Origin World.
Fang Yun remembered the names of the five people and felt that they were all good. None of them were unconvinced or doubted his Literary Name. They all praised him sincerely. They were the most normal literati in the Ten Nations.
Li Yuncong and the other two were older and didn't take the initiative. Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan, on the other hand, were very interested in Fang Yun. They didn't care where Mr Wang was and took the initiative to ask Fang Yun some things.
Mr Wang didn't mind and gestured for them to continue.
Fang Yun had no choice but to answer the two groupies, Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan, patiently.
Although Li Yuncong and Mr Wang didn't speak, they were very interested in Fang Yun's affairs. They listened with great interest and didn't seem to be in class at all.
They were a little familiar with each other. Ning Zhiyuan asked expectantly, "We all heard the Holy Voice of Thunder and heard Half-saint say that you're talented and passed the Saint Selection. However, we don't know what happened. Can you tell us what happened?"
Fang Yun glanced at Mr Wang helplessly. Mr Wang said, "Don't look at me. Go on, I want to hear it too."
Everyone laughed.
Fang Yun found that this class was completely different from the ordinary elementary school. The atmosphere was very relaxed. After all, the top five scholars in the provincial examination had a great chance of passing the provincial examination. They would be on the same level as Mr Wang in the future. Mr Wang naturally wouldn't put on the airs of a teacher.
Fang Yun slowly told them what happened in the Saint Selection.
When he told them that Lord Wei Yuanjun had asked Half-saint to test Fang Yun's righteousness, all six of them were angry. When he told them that Li Wenying had killed Lord Wei Yuanjun, everyone said that it was a good kill, including Mr Wang.
When Fang Yun finished, Li Yuncong snorted and said, "Fang Yun, you must be careful. All the nobles in the Dayuan Mansion know about Liu Zicheng's evil reputation. Now that you have Half-saint's attention and a mysterious teacher, he won't do anything to you. However, if anything happens to you, he will definitely kill you. Fortunately, you offended Liu Zicheng. If you offended Liu Zizhi, you would probably be dead. The Liu family has many old and young people, and each one is more ruthless than the other. "
"Thank you for reminding me, Brother Li," Fang Yun said.
Lu Yu said, "His eldest brother, Liu Zizhi, is decisive and ruthless, but he doesn't have a bad reputation. He won't do dirty things. Liu Zicheng is different. He can do anything despicable. "
Fang Yun nodded.
Fang Yun talked for more than an hour. Mr Wang asked everyone to take a break and then left. Not long after, Mr Wang came back and said that he would continue the lesson.
Fang Yun thought that he would be taught by different teachers, just like the family school. However, on second thought, he realized that Mr Wang was a High Scholar. There were only 30 to 40 High Scholars in Jiangzhou every year. Not many High Scholars would be willing to teach students.
Mr Wang was going to talk about the classics in this lesson. He was afraid that Fang Yun would not understand, so he asked Fang Yun some questions about the classics.
Fang Yun had read almost all the classics textbooks. His theory was more solid than all the other scholars present. He was even as good as a High Scholar. His answers were clear and logical.
At first, Mr Wang only asked the basics. However, in the end, he asked questions that even a High Scholar would find difficult to answer. Fang Yun was able to answer all of them.
The five High Scholars looked at Fang Yun as if they were looking at a monster. They had all gone from High Scholar to High Scholar, step by step. They knew how difficult it was to become a High Scholar.
Lu Yu said in a low voice, "His mastery of the classics is not worse than ours. This means that he can at least become a High Scholar. It won't be a problem for him to get into the top ten in the county examination."
"It hasn't even been a month since the end of the county examination. He has already learned so much. Is this what they mean by being born with knowledge?"
The more Mr Wang asked, the happier he became. He smiled and said, "Good! Sit. You are the best High Scholar in the world. You are also the best High Scholar in poetry. Even if you get a C + grade in the classics, you can still become a High Scholar. Moreover, your classics can at least get a C + grade. I don't have to specially change the content of the lesson for you. As for the policy theory part in the future, you don't have to listen. Use it for self-study. It won't be too late to study policy theory after you become a High Scholar. "
Then, Mr Wang began to teach these people how to write the classics, using a classic question from last year's state examination, "Since Jing, Man Offers Himself to the Late King" as an example.
Fang Yun knew that the phrase "since Jing, man offers himself to the late king" came from the book of Shangshu Weizi. The literal translation was: Decide for yourself. Everyone had to contribute to the late king. The chapter of Weizi was about King Zhou of Shang's eldest brother, Weizi, who asked his father and the navy what he should do when the Shang dynasty was about to fall. In the end, Weizi chose to escape. After the fall of the Shang dynasty, Weizi was forgiven by King Wu of Zhou and became the first monarch of the Kingdom of Song.
Fang Yun listened carefully to Mr Wang's explanation. He realized that Mr Wang's theoretical knowledge was not as good as those who wrote books on classics, but he was better at giving examples and details. After all, there was a limit to what a book could say, but Mr Wang could say whatever he wanted.
After analyzing the classic question, Mr Wang asked the six people to solve the question in their own way. Finally, the test papers were handed up, and Mr Wang commented on them one by one.
Fang Yun had been practicing to solve the questions for the past few days, and now he had made some progress.
Mr Wang finished commenting on the questions of the five people in front of him. He lowered his head and read Fang Yun's test paper, "A gentleman's journey is death and life. His ambition lies in the country, not in himself. Therefore, he dies not for fame, he lives not to avoid disaster, but to seek death … "
After reading the question that was only a few hundred words long, Mr Wang raised his head and looked at Fang Yun. He did not speak for a long time.
The Elementary Scholars by the side were also shocked.
Li Yuncong, who had been silent all this time, could not help but ask, "Fang Yun, are you really a scholar? Not a Grand Scholar? "
"It can't be, right?" Fang Yun did not expect these people to have such a big reaction.
Mr Wang sighed and said, "It seems that there are people who are born with knowledge. Disregarding everything else, if we only talk about solving questions, you are an A grade talent. "
Fang Yundao said, "Teacher, you flatter me. I have been studying the classics for the past few days, and have been taught by the county magistrate for a few days. That was why I had a flash of inspiration. If I had to solve four or five questions in a row, I would have been dizzy. "
"That's true. But now I am relieved. The classics are vast, and solving the questions is the most important. Even if you only got a good one by chance, it proves that you are not only talented in poetry, but also in the classics. Thinking of what you just said about the Lord of the Wei Academy, your political theory must be extraordinary. I am relieved. Within five years, you will become a Grand Scholar! "
The other scholars nodded their heads. They were really shocked by Fang Yun's question.
Fang Yun was not proud. He only sighed that the two hours of sleep he had for the past few days had not been wasted. Since Mr Wang said so, it meant that he had officially entered the door of the classics. After that, he would have to continue to practice and not worry about his ability.
Fang Yundao said, "Maybe it is because of the Sacred Thunder Sound."
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