On Jingyang Avenue near the second floor of a restaurant in Beihong District, more than a dozen young men and women sat around two tables.

"Did you hear that? Your Majesty said you would open an institution." A tall and tall boy, sitting at the table, said while drinking.

"It's that Ren Baqian is responsible!" another young man said casually.

"snort!"

The sound was made by a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, and slapped the bowl on the table.

The others looked at her and smiled, but they didn't restrain themselves.

The girl's name is Yaozi and Liu Yueyao. Last time she suffered a great loss when she was hunting in Fengqian, and was scolded by Ren Baqian with a gun and a stick. In the end, everyone had to stand up and target her.

After that, she was also punished for one month of being suspended.

She originally thought that she would find an opportunity to avenge her after she came out, but before she could stay at home for a few days, she heard a news that made her stunned. The little white-faced who could only talk was actually chosen by His Majesty as his future husband.

This made her unable to understand what his Majesty liked that kid.

Your Majesty is not only the emperor, but also the seventh master in the world. His beauty has fascinated countless people. But such a person actually chose that boy as his husband.

This almost smashed everything in the room.

As time passed, her hatred for Ren Baqian not only did not diminish at all, but instead hated her even more.

Every time she heard about Ren Baqian, she felt unhappy.

However, the others didn't care much about her mood, but instead started talking about the matter of this school.

"What does Xuefu learn?" This is not something that a person wants to know. Xuefu is still a new thing in Dayao.

"It should be like Daxia, it is about calligraphy, mathematics, military and law studies!" Someone said, with a firm voice.

"Maybe there is still some classics." Someone laughed.

"It's really possible." Someone interjected.

The Confucianism is a general term for several theories passed down a long time ago. It mainly teaches people to be good, how to discipline themselves, and some thoughts on heaven, earth, society, people, and nature.

In Daxia, Yun and Chen are the main theories, but the ancient tribesmen have always disliked that kind of rhetoric, let alone these children of the official family.

In Dayao, fists are the bottom line.

Although there are laws, in most people's hearts, fists are the first priority.

After a discussion, everyone put it aside. Apart from practicing martial arts, these young people read at most a few books at home, calling their friends to play outside, and occasionally talking about what happened in Lancheng.

For example, when it comes to this school, everyone just talks casually, and no one takes it seriously.

They can't enter any institution.

Only those tribes with poor talent will go, which everyone knows.

...

Ren Baqian was sitting in the Hall of Peace of Heart, holding a list of the list that the Empress had just given him, which were the children sent by the senior officials in the court to enter the institution.

"Shi Gan, could it be the grandson of Dazhi Lao?" Ren Baqian asked casually when he saw the first name.

"It's his youngest son." The empress said lightly.

"Puff! Dazhi Lao is really old and never grows old." Ren Baqian exclaimed. Dazhi Lao is at least seventy or eighty years old, right? It says Shi Gan is twelve years old, which means Dazhi Lao is still giving birth to a son at the age of sixty or seventy. It's amazing.

Ren Baqian then looked down and immediately saw a familiar name.

Tonglan, ten years old.

"The little girl is not talented?" Ren Baqian looked surprised. She was only ten years old. She told herself every day why flowers are so popular and her talent is not good?

"Tonglan is still very talented, at least better than her grandfather." said the empress.

"Didn't it mean that this time they are all useless people with poor talent?" Ren Baqian pointed to the list and questioned.

"Tong Zhenye said that he is young anyway, so he stays in for two years, and he will go to find a playmate." The empress picked a grape and threw it into her mouth.

Ren Baqian looked speechless, do you think this is a kindergarten?

But thinking about it, I suffered so much loss and beaten up in that girl's hands, which is a chance to take revenge.

It’s too late for a gentleman to take revenge all day.

As for the idea that the other party was a delicious luoli let her go, Ren Baqian was extinguished before his heart even rose.

It is not a gentleman to not take revenge if he has grudges.

Non-toxicity is not a husband.

These are all the words of our ancestors and we must not forget them.

"Hehe." Ren Baqian grinned twice, causing the empress to look at him more, her eyes turned, and she probably guessed Ren Baqian's thoughts at this moment.

But that girl from Tonglan is very terrifying.

Then maybe someone will be troubled by whom.

Ren Baqian read the name above and found that there were thirty-one people in total, which was almost the same as he expected.

He alone can teach these disciples.

But after thinking about it, Ren Baqian said, "Can you get a few people from the civilians? Stay in the school to be a teacher in the future."

After all, these are the children of the big bosses in the court, and 80% of them will go to various places to serve as officials in the future.

You can't always point to yourself to teach, right?

"Okay!" the empress nodded. "But has the name been chosen?"

"Lan Xiang Academy!" Ren Baqian looked serious.

Seeing the empress's eyes starting to pick up, Ren Baqian immediately reiterated: "It's actually New Oriental, just kidding."

Seeing that the empress's eyes had begun to exude murderous aura, Ren Baqian reiterated: "Actually, this is also a joke. Call it Zizhu Academy. I saw a few purple bamboo trees in a small bamboo forest next to it a few days ago."

When the empress heard this name, she was somewhat satisfied and continued to eat her own grapes and ignored Ren Baqian.

"There is a new year in one month, right? Are there any activities in the New Year? After that, the school will start enrolling again." Ren Baqian asked. He didn't know how to celebrate Da Yao's New Year.

"Yes, grab the light!" The empress explained. "In the past, it was the same village or between two villages, and only young people under the age of 20 participated. The winners are rewarded. If others perform well, they will also be favored by girls in the village. If you want to participate, I can concession you. If you perform well, maybe I will reward you!" The empress said this with a smile on her face.

"What rules?" Ren Baqian was immediately excited when he heard this.

"First build a shelf, then hang the lamp on it. The contestants are in groups of ten, and you can choose the personnel by yourself. The person who grabs the lamp first wins." The empress also had a smile on her eyes.

"Can't you be able to attack others?" Ren Baqian immediately laughed dryly after hearing this.

"Of course, this is the time to show off your skills." The empress should have said.

"Then let it go." Ren Baqian refused directly. He couldn't even beat the ten-year-old luoli, and going to participate was asking for death.

"Don't you want to hear my reward?" The empress's tone had a rare charm, which made Ren Baqian feel in her heart.

But his head immediately shook his rattle: "A real man, if he doesn't participate, he won't participate."

The empress said this, there must be nothing good. There was a big pit ahead, and the fool jumped in.

"I can kiss you!" The empress's voice suddenly sounded similar to a mosquito, just so that Ren Baqian could hear the words clearly.

When Ren Baqian heard this, he suddenly looked up at the empress, and saw that her face was flushed. Her shy look made Ren Baqian feel like there was a pile driver in his chest.

Ren Baqian changed into a righteous face: "I think that when a person dies, it is more important than Mount Tai or less than a feather. He died for His Majesty, and even if he dies, he will have no regrets."

Then he turned his head and looked helpless: "It's not that I don't want to grab the lamp. It's because I've been afraid of altitude sickness since I was a child and cannot climb high. Therefore, although I feel pain in my heart, I have to give up."
Chapter completed!