One day, Su Luo transmigrated and became the mother of two children. Not only was she mentally deficient, but she was also a widow. The family was destitute, living in an abandoned tile kiln by the...
"Something terrible has happened, something terrible has happened..."
"Yanchuan, you'd better go and take a look. The Imperial Academy is about to be humiliated. If you don't go and see for yourself, we really won't be able to stay at the Imperial Academy anymore."
Sixteen-year-old Yan Chuan, dressed in the formal attire of a student at the Imperial Academy, was clean and elegant, with a handsome face and deep, dark eyes that exuded a sharpness.
Holding paper and pen, a gentle breeze caresses his neatly combed hair—what a refined gentleman!
But if the sharpness in his eyes were replaced with armor, he could transform into a young general slaying enemies on the battlefield.
He had only been at the Imperial Academy for a little over a month, yet he had already become a prominent figure there.
“Yu Shu, the Imperial Academy is the emperor’s academy. Those who can enter here are all the best. Why should we be afraid of an outsider challenging us?”
Chai Yushu was Yan Chuan's classmate, an admirer of Yan Chuan, and also his first friend at the Imperial College.
“Oh dear, this time it’s different. Before, we couldn’t compete in literature, we couldn’t win arguments, and we lost in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now we have to compete in martial arts. This is a matter of face for our entire Imperial Academy.”
Yan Chuan had only been here a short time. In all his years, he had seen many instances of people challenging other schools, but this was the first time he had ever heard of someone daring to come to the Imperial College to challenge them.
Do you know who the other party is?
This person is no ordinary nobody who dares to challenge the Imperial College and leaves the teachers helpless.
"I don't know. Anyway, I've never seen this person in the capital. He's about our age, short in stature, but his words are as arrogant as the sky."
They say the Imperial Academy is where Nanning cultivates the future pillars of the nation, but they're all idiots. They might as well admit female students; maybe that could save them.”
Yan Chuan smiled slightly: "Looks like an interesting person."
Chai Yushu was extremely anxious and pulled Yan Chuan towards the main gate.
"Don't worry about whether others are interested or not. In the entire Imperial Academy, the only person I, Chai Yushu, have taken a liking to is you!"
"Go and deal with those guys outside. Let them see what the geniuses at the Imperial Academy are like—they're not to be trifled with."
"Young master, slow down!"
As Yan Chuan's study companion, it was He Ge's duty to tidy up Yan Chuan's writing implements.
Upon arriving at the gate of the Imperial College, the once spirited students were now all disheveled and dejected, while the people opposite them were still relentless!
The sound of a large gong attracted many ordinary people and onlookers. Anyone who dared to use their status to intimidate others would be criticized.
"Your Imperial Academy claims to gather the most talented people in the world, but I think it's nothing special. You're not good at writing, and you can't compete in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting. But you've learned the art of being a shrew, all you do is throw tantrums and curse!"
"Hahaha……"
"Hahaha……"
These words drew laughter from the onlookers, who had never seen a scholar so embarrassed before.
Yan Qimeng, as the youngest daughter of Prime Minister Yan and the younger sister of the current Empress, detests the idea of male superiority and female inferiority.
Today, disguised as a man, she intends to break the rule that the Imperial Academy only admits male students. With her arms crossed in front of her chest, she berates every single student in front of her.
"What, for this last competition, I don't need to lift a finger. As long as you can beat my little brother, you win."
Some people at the Imperial College disagreed and shouted, "What do you mean 'your little brother'? That's General Xie from the military camp outside the capital. How could we possibly defeat him?"
Xie Zhiyong put his spear down on the ground, raised his chin, and looked at the group of weak-looking students.
"Do you dare to fight? I could take on ten of you by myself. Are you coming one by one, or all at once? Hurry up..."
Faced with so many people, the students of the Imperial Academy could not use their status to suppress them, nor could they let the Imperial Academy lose face. They could only ask those around them for help.
"Have you gone to fetch the teacher yet?"
The people around him all shook their heads nervously: "The Grand Master went to the palace to meet the Emperor today, and Master Yan also took leave today."
Only a few teachers with little power remained at the Imperial Academy. I don't know what methods the other side used, but none of the teachers dared to show themselves, only telling us not to disgrace the Imperial Academy.
Almost all the students from the Imperial Academy were here, and not one dared to accept the challenge. They were neither good at literature nor martial arts, so how could they compete?
"Who do you think you are? Why are you so domineering? This is a sacred place for studying, and you can't act so presumptuously here."
Yan Qimeng scoffed, "What do you care who I am? I dare to come here to challenge you all because you're all so stubborn! You call yourselves a sacred place of learning? You're just producing idiots. I'm afraid His Majesty should re-select the best candidates."
Everyone burst into laughter again; the Imperial Academy had really lost face this time.
Xie Zhiyong's eyes swept over everyone: "Whoever dares to hit me, come out now, or I'll tear down your Imperial College."
Xie Zhiyong was Xie Wanwan's distant nephew. He had been serving as a deputy envoy in the outskirts of the capital, which was under the control of A Xu. Although he had not read many books, he disliked these scholars and looked down on them as military officers.
Today, with the right timing, location, and people, he is happy to come with Yan Qimeng to take over the Imperial Academy.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, there are still some people here who haven't checked the article yet, let's start over."
Panting, Chai Yushu dragged Yan Chuan to the scene and faced Yan Qimeng with full confidence.
“Our Imperial Academy is not something a little hoodlum like you can beat up. You think you can just write an essay? Let Yan Chuan come and show you what a literary star looks like descended from heaven.”
When Yan Qimeng saw Yan Chuan, her eyes widened in astonishment. "A gentleman as handsome as jade, unparalleled in the world"—that must be the perfect description of the person before her.
Even if the young girl's heart fluttered, she could not forget her goal for the day: why couldn't girls go to the Imperial Academy?
"Ha... Everyone says that scholars are all talk and no action, and I think that's true!"
Yan Qimeng stepped forward and approached Yu Shu, mocking, "Have you ever seen a battlefield where the dead can be brought back to life and start all over again once a war breaks out?"
"Best of three, I won two. And now you're only just calling for reinforcements? You want to start another fight? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
At this moment, many onlookers in the crowd said, "Are all the students at the Imperial Academy rich and powerful and can't afford to lose? They even brought in someone to compete again."
If this young man loses, can he find someone else to continue the competition?
Yu Shu wanted to say something more, but Yan Chuan pulled her away.
"Yu Shu, once the war starts, there is no going back. No matter what we compete in, we cannot afford to lose again."
Yan Chuan hadn't expected that the challenger today would be such a tough opponent. Brother He had told him it was just a small-time hoodlum, and he thought he wouldn't even need to lift a finger; any student from the Imperial Academy could handle it. It seems he was wrong sometimes.
Yan Qimeng: "It's good that you know. No one from the Imperial Academy dares to come out now. It's just the two of you left. If you can beat my little brother, you win this round."