"We're not going home for dinner today. I'll take you to eat wontons instead."

Jiang Yan unconsciously tightened his grip on her sleeve. "Why? Doesn't Master like the food I cook?"

The wide, bustling streets were teeming with people, and the air was filled with shouts as vendors used all sorts of tricks to attract customers.

"No," Shu Yun said, seeing the shop in the distance, "I just suddenly wanted to eat the wontons from this place."

He pulled Jiang Yan down to sit and ordered two bowls of wontons from the owner.

When the boss saw that it was Ms. Shu, he smiled happily and worked quickly, afraid of keeping Ms. Shu waiting.

Jiang Yan sat motionless, his eyes fixed on his boss's movements.

Rolling out the dough, filling it, cooking it, and then scooping it out and putting it in a bowl—the whole process is unremarkable. What attracts the chef is either the soup or the filling.

The owner poured the food into a bowl, sprinkled in two scallions, and quickly brought it over, saying, "Enjoy your meal, everyone."

Shu Yun accepted it, saying, "Thank you."

She pushed the bowl in front of Jiang Yan, took a soup spoon from the wooden basin next to her and put it into his bowl, "Try it quickly."

Jiang Yan obediently picked up the soup spoon, scooped up a wonton, blew on it gently, and ate it in small bites.

The broth was very flavorful, and the filling was plentiful.

Once he learns it, his master can eat it at home without having to travel so far anymore.

It's rare to leave Penglai, and even rarer to come to the mortal world. Since I'm going to stay here for several years, I'll take this opportunity to try the food of this dynasty.

This wonton was a pleasant surprise. She quickly went through the list of people on Penglai Island in her mind, thinking she had to find one of them to teach her how to make these wontons.

At night, Shu Yun lay on her bed, flipping through the storybook she hadn't finished reading the day before. The story was about a scholar on his way to the capital for the imperial examination who passed through a gloomy forest and encountered a weeping woman. The woman had a fair complexion and fragrant cheeks, and her eyes, like autumn water, shone brightly in the night.

The scholar fell in love with her at first sight, and then the two began a long and indescribable story.

It is precisely this indescribable passage that truly tests the author's writing skills. Many popular novels on the market use vulgar and monotonous language, offering little to no interest.

The book that Shu Yun was reading was quite original. It had been a long time since she had read a storybook set in the mortal realm, so it was interesting to take a look after descending to earth this time.

Candles were lit in the study, and the person sitting inside was no longer Shu Yun, but Jiang Yan.

He devoured the books on the shelves. After studying at the academy for many days, even though he could not see the teacher writing clearly while sitting under the eaves, he could hear the reading aloud. He memorized the pronunciation of the characters and matched them with the words in the book.

Listen carefully to the explanations of those words and phrases to understand those obscure and difficult articles.

He was determined to compete, because his master didn't only have him as a disciple. He also had a senior disciple named Feng Ziyi, who had entered the sect earlier and was already preparing for the provincial examination next year.

Feng Ziyi disliked him, and he disliked Feng Ziyi in return.

He didn't know why Feng Ziyi had become his master's disciple. He was considered to have excellent talent, but his temperament was unstable. He showed deep hostility when the two met for the first time.

He could sense that his master seemed to want to train him to become a court official, and the questions he was given to him on a daily basis gradually began to include current affairs of the court, rather than philosophical discussions.

"I hope you live in this world like a mighty river, its waters surging and never again crushing dust or bowing and scraping."

When she named him, her master said she hoped he would be like a surging river. Does that mean she also had high expectations for him?

He deliberately left the window open, letting in the cool night breeze, which caused the pages of the books piled up to rustle as they were turned.

Jiang Yan stared absently at the flickering candlelight. He looked away from the swaying flame and gazed at his master's master bedroom in the distance, where the light was still on.

He lowered his eyes and continued reading intently.

Regardless, he is now his master's disciple and cannot be dull and mediocre, lest he cause his master to lose face.

The days passed by at a leisurely pace. Jiang Yan, who spent day and night immersed in the books in the study, had read most of them, and Shu Yun had gone through stacks and stacks of storybooks.

On a sunny day, she discovered by chance that her young apprentice had been expelled from the Feng Mansion Study.

She was giving Feng Ziyi a regular lesson when the head of the Feng family, the patriarch of the Feng family, and his wife hurriedly knocked on the door, saying they wanted to take Feng Ziyi to see a distinguished person.

Shu Yun then remembered that Feng Ziyi was already sixteen years old, and according to the records in his destiny book, he would meet the most important teacher in his promising career this year.

Former Imperial Preceptor of the Lan Dynasty – Guan Qin.

Guan Qin was a renowned scholar of his time, famous throughout the land. He was not only famous in the Kingdom of Lan, but also in neighboring countries.

When Guan Qin became famous, he was still in his prime. With only a whisk and a carriage, he traveled alone to a neighboring country. In the palace, he debated with a group of scholars and did not lose. With just his boneless tongue, he turned hostility into friendship and brought ten years of peace to the Lan Kingdom without losing a single soldier.

However, for some unknown reason, he suddenly withdrew from the court and disappeared from public view. The emperor's explanation for this was puzzling and unclear.

The Feng family seemed to have some connection with Guan Qin. The document said that the Feng couple brought their son to Guan Qin. Guan Qin was very impressed with the child's composure and intelligence, so he took him in as his disciple and taught him carefully.

Feng Ziyi's expression was unpleasant. He was discussing scholarship with Master Shu, and it was extremely impolite to interrupt him like this.

Shu Yun made a quick decision on the spot, facing the three arguing people, and decided to let Feng Ziyi go with the Feng family couple.

The Feng couple quickly thanked them and pulled their son away.

Feng Ziyi bowed respectfully before leaving with his parents.

What no one knew was that when Guan Qin arrived in Pingyang, he heard about the private school run by the Feng family, which was widely accepted by poor scholars and highly praised by the people.

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