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Chapter 17 Huaizhi Academy

"Tongsheng? Do you use the old man's Huaizhi Academy as a shelter? Your magistrate, forgive me for not obeying." Mr. Qin Zhi threw the teacup on the table in a very tempered manner, and the tea overflowed the table.

Mr. Qin Zhi, who knows his destiny age, is one of the most famous scholars in Jiangnan. He has an upright temper, is not afraid of power, and also protects his children.

And his students are all over the world, and the most famous student is Chen Zhongzheng, the official secretary.

"Sir..." Yang Xingchang, the county magistrate, hastily defended himself.

"Stop talking, no matter how bad I am, the disciples I accept will be people with good moral character and good reputation." Mr. Qin Zhi was very determined.

"Sir... this boy is different from him." Yang Xingchang, the county magistrate, was still very polite.

"What's the difference? Could it be the genius who wrote "Bamboo and Stone"? That's fine, let's go back, I won't accept this boy if he beats me to death." Qin Zhi didn't show any face, stood up and was about to leave.

"Mr. Qin, that Tongsheng is the author of Zhushi."

"What are you talking about?" Qin Zhi stopped and turned his head slowly. "Are you kidding me?"

"It's definitely not there, otherwise I wouldn't dare to put down my face to ask my husband to accept me as an apprentice. I just didn't want to see a day go to waste, so I came to see you." Yang Xingchang nodded and bowed.

"Is this so?" Mr. Qin Zhi sat down again, picked up the teacup, and there was only a bottom in it, and frowned.

Yang Xingchang hurried up, took the teacup and handed it to the servants to make tea for Mr. Qin Zhi.

"That person is Su Huan?"

"Exactly. Sir, I have heard of Su Huan. That's great. I have met him. He is very qualified. If he is taught by him, he might become a champion."

"Okay, stop bragging. I've never taught anyone to be number one. Just sit down, there's no need to stand up."

"Good!" Yang Xingchang sat on the chair.

"By the way, what did the old man say before?"

"No, I didn't hear anything." Yang Xingchang continued, "Su Huan was accepted by Mr. Qiu."

"Well, remember, you begged the old man to accept it, otherwise the old man wouldn't have accepted a child." Mr. Qin Zhi stroked his beard.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Bring this boy here tomorrow."

"it is good."

"The old man is going to take a lunch break, so Yangzhi County can take care of himself." Mr. Qin Zhi stood up, patted the old man's waist, and walked to the inner hall.

Yang Xingchang came out of the hall and saw a group of students standing upright outside the window, looking at the sky casually and counting the birds.

Yang Xingchang glanced at it. He came out of Huaizhi Academy coldly. With Qin Zhi's teaching, Su Huan would definitely be able to pass the Jinshi exam. He would add another level to his political achievements in Lin'an. He might be promoted after three years of transfer.

"Oh, there's a new member coming to our academy."

"Still a child!"

"Hahaha! Tongsheng, torture him."

"That bamboo stone was made by him, so don't underestimate it."

"Ritual music shoots the number of imperial books, a gentleman has six arts, he only knows one art, and the others abuse him, Lao Zhang, you have become stupid."

"Old Zhang, aren't you the best at arithmetic? Are you afraid he's a bird?"

"Keep your voice down, don't let your husband hear you."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, hurry up and tell the other brothers."

Several young students ran away in confusion, and within half a day, word spread that Su Huan was going to enter the academy.

Everyone here is a famous scholar, and they were all surprised when they heard that a child student was going to be recruited.

The next day, Su Huan held a basket in one hand, which contained two roast chickens and a bottle of classic white wine mixed with water, and ten catties of bacon in the other hand. This was Su Huan's Shuxiu.

Shu Xiu was just going through the motions, and the county magistrate and Qin Zhi didn't pay much attention to it.

"Students pay their respects to Mr. Qin." Su Huan stood in the middle of the hall with a basket in his hand. The window was raised a crack, and an unknown number of heads were crowded there.

Qin Zhi, who was at the top, had a serious face and hummed lightly.

"Sir, this is the student's Shuxiu." Su Huan put the covered basket and bacon on the table.

"Yeah." Qin Zhi was still very cold.

The scent of the basket radiated a little bit, Qin Zhi tilted his head, sniffed his nose, suddenly lost his composure, and sat up straight again, with a cold expression on his face.

"Su Huan, the old man asked you a question. If you can answer it well, you will be a student of the Academy from today on."

"Sir, please come up with a question." Su Huan cupped his hands.

"If you study in my academy, you will have no future prospects?" Qin Zhi asked. He wanted to test Su Huan's pride and confidence, but he didn't know what the student would answer.

"One day the roc rises with the same wind, soaring up to ninety thousand miles." Su Huan said flatly.

"Huh!" Qin Zhi's eyes lit up, this...

"What if the brothers in the academy don't recognize you? You have to know that you are just a child." Qin Zhi continued.

"Mochou has no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows the king."

"Very good, very good." Qin Zhi's eyes lit up. This Su Huan is really a genius, and he actually uttered poems. Where in the world can one find such a genius?
"From now on, you will be called Mr. Old Man. From now on, you will be a student of my Huaizhi Academy."

"Zhang Lian, come in."

A head suddenly disappeared from the window, and Zhang Lian trotted into the hall. "Hi sir!"

"Take you, Junior Brother Su, to get to know the Academy."

"Yes, sir."

"Let's go, Junior Brother Su."

Just as Su Huan walked out of the hall, he turned his head and met more than a dozen pairs of eyes. The brothers all smiled together, looking very scary.

"Hello, Junior Brother, I am Wang Qian, a scholar, and there is no one in Leyi Academy who is my opponent."

"Fuck, just stop showing your bad tunes. Let's go, Junior Brother Su, I'll take you to the archery range, and let you see your senior brother and my hundred-step piercing Yang."

Su Huan was surrounded by a group of people, talking here and there.

I thought that the people in the academy would be extremely arrogant, look down on him as a boy, isolate himself, bully me, and then be turned back by myself, but I didn't expect that the seniors in the academy are so amiable and approachable.

"It's just you who can shoot through Yang with a hundred steps. You are a guy who can't shoot well and can't shoot far. Don't disturb me and take my junior brother to the music room." Wang Qian squatted down, picked up Su Huan and ran away.

"Stop, Wang Qian, you are going too far."

With a dazed look on his face, Su Huan was carried directly to the music room, where he saw all kinds of musical instruments.

Su Huan only knows how to play the flute. He only played the flute in his previous life, so he knows a little about music theory.

There are many musical instruments here that Su Huan has never seen before, and they are all antiques.

A group of brothers chased after him.

"Come, come, brother, let's experience the music of brother." Wang Qian casually took a flute from the wall.

The flute sounded slowly.

See if I don't give you an insult, Wang Qian thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)