A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...
Zu An was somewhat surprised: "Principal Jiang, why are you so kind to me?"
“Perhaps we are destined to meet,” Jiang Luofu chuckled. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I just find you pleasing to the eye, and your exceptional talent makes me very interested in seeing just how far you can grow.”
"Is there not even a hint of love in it?" Zuan asked, somewhat disappointed.
Jiang Luofu was speechless: "Get lost!"
"Come on, let's go to the academy to pay our respects to the Chancellor. To become a teacher at the academy, we need his approval." Jiang Luofu stood up from the stool, her long legs truly gleaming white.
"Alright." Zuan had long wanted to pay a visit to the High Priest and resolve his doubts.
"Then let's go." Jiang Luofu snapped her fingers nonchalantly, then turned and left.
The servants in the manor stared wide-eyed as Zu An and she walked out one after the other, and a group of maids and servants whispered among themselves:
"Those long legs are just too incredible!"
"Hmph, dressed so flamboyantly, how can she compare to our young lady?"
"The young lady has only been gone a short while, and the young master is already hooking up with other women. Ugh, what a scumbag!"
"What do you know? This only proves how charming the son-in-law is."
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The National College is located at the foot of Yuquan Mountain in the west of the city.
There aren't many mountains in the entire capital city, but the most magnificent and beautiful are Zijin Mountain and Yuquan Mountain.
At the foot of Zijin Mountain lies the Imperial Palace, and at the foot of Yuquan Mountain lies the National Academy, demonstrating the academy's extraordinary status.
Zu An followed Jiang Luofu all the way to the foot of Yuquan Mountain, where he saw a magnificent archway with vermilion pillars, blue background, and three large gilded characters written in a flamboyant style: "Guozijian" (Imperial College).
Seeing the confusion in Zu'an's eyes, Jiang Luofu explained, "The National Academy was originally called the Imperial Academy, but it was later renamed the Royal National Academy. However, because this plaque was written by the first chief priest and is related to the academy's mountain-guarding formation, it has been kept."
"Why was it renamed National Academy?" Zu An asked with a strange expression. The name sounded so modern; could it be that a time-traveling predecessor came to change it?
Jiang Luofu was taken aback: "You've really stumped me. I don't know when it was changed, it seems like everyone started calling me that without me even realizing it."
"Oh?" Zuan fell into deep thought.
After passing through the archway, there is a straight tree-lined avenue. The tall and ancient trees on both sides are clearly quite old, further demonstrating the academy's profound cultural heritage.
Next, we came to a square and magnificent gate with a plaque above it that read "Royal National Power Academy". Judging from the shape of the characters, it was clear that they were not written by the same person as the archway outside.
Perhaps because they saw Jiang Luofu, the guards at the door did not stop the two.
Zuan followed Jiang Luofu inside and found that the overall feeling inside was completely different from that of Mingyue Academy.
Mingyue Academy has been significantly updated, both in terms of trees and buildings, making it look bright and beautiful.
The National Academy area has a darker overall color scheme, partly due to the towering trees and partly due to the old-looking buildings, plus the ivy and other plants covering the walls, giving it a sense of age.
Zu An suddenly sensed something was amiss, because some students passing by in the distance kept glancing in his direction.
This time, he didn't narcissistically believe that those people were looking at him. It was mainly because Jiang Luofu's long legs were too eye-catching. In addition, although the Great Zhou Dynasty was more open than any other dynasty in ancient China, people dressed like her were still very few.
Many of the bolder ones even whistled and winked in this direction.
"You guys haven't seen how she wears stockings every day, all kinds of black, white, and flesh-colored stockings, she never wears the same kind twice. Oh my, just talking about it is unbearable."
"Are you guys crazy? She seems to be Teacher Jiang, the new teacher at the academy. I heard she used to be the principal of a state academy."
"Tsk tsk, Principal, you're making me even more excited."
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A group of boys were whispering in the distance. They tried to keep their voices down, but Zu An and Jiang Luofu's cultivation levels were so high that they could hear almost every word clearly.
Zuan looked at him strangely: "I thought the people from the National Academy would have higher moral standards, but I didn't expect them to be just as... fond of women."
Jiang Luofu smiled faintly: "It would be abnormal if you, at such a young age full of vigor, didn't have such thoughts."
Zuan was somewhat surprised: "Aren't you angry?"
"Why would I be angry?" Jiang Luofu looked at him strangely. "I dress like this to be seen by others. The more they like it, the better I look. I'm happy about that, so why would I be angry?"
Zuan: "..."
What you said makes so much sense that I don't know how to refute it for a moment.
Sigh, mature older sisters are indeed different from ordinary young girls. If it were those naive young girls, being looked at and teased like that, they would probably be ashamed and indignant by now.
Is this the charm of a mature, sophisticated woman?
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have needed to be so secretive when I looked at you; I could have just stared at you intently.
Jiang Luofu clearly didn't take this little incident to heart and continued walking inside, explaining as she went: "The academy is divided into the front mountain and the back mountain. The front mountain is what you see now, similar to Mingyue Academy, where teachers from various disciplines teach all students major courses."
"The back mountain is mainly a place for the direct disciples of the chief priest to cultivate and study. Meanwhile, outstanding disciples in the front mountain can become disciples of those direct disciples and receive one-on-one instruction from those teachers."
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