Well, this trick is not only useless, but also self-inflicted. If you could write a good poem, how could you have failed the academy's examination to recruit disciples a few days ago?

You could have just composed one on the spot then. Why wait until now?

Zhao Rong turned around and returned to the side door of the academy.

Mr. Chen just left, and he only "took away" a number of scholars who felt they had hope, but many scholars still stayed at the side door and continued to wait.

Zhao Rong waited with them again, but this time he did not fall behind. Instead, he tried to squeeze forward and find a better position to find an opportunity.

He frowned slightly and looked at the open wooden door.

In this life, although he was a nerd before, he was not bad in talent, and could even be considered excellent. He could remember everything he saw, but he did not know how to adapt. However, he had been familiar with the books of Confucian sages since he was a child, and with the teachings of Mr. Fang Liang, he had an excellent foundation.

In addition, he had awakened his memories from his previous life. Because of his profession and hobbies, he was familiar with the ancient literature of his previous life. With his mastery of poetry, he could happily be a plagiarist...

Um.

There is also another handsome face that is retained from the previous life to this life.

He thought that he could easily enter the academy with these. After all, Lin Wenruo, whom he knew, was a scholar in the academy. Zhao Rong looked at him and felt that Gou'er was only slightly better than him in appearance, so he felt that it was a sure thing for him to enter the academy.

As a result, he is still stuck outside the door. Although it is not his fault as he missed an exam that could allow him to enter the academy with dignity, it still makes Zhao Rong, who has always been doing well, a little frustrated.

Zhao Rong stared blankly at the wooden door that had blocked countless Confucian scholars from Wangquezhou. There was no one guarding the wooden door, but no one dared to break in. No scholar even dared to step up the short few steps in front of the door.

Because they are all Confucian scholars, they are familiar with the words of saints and follow the strict order of moral code in their bones. Although the atmosphere of Linlu Academy may be relatively relaxed at present and not as strict as the secular dynasty at the foot of the mountain, there are still certain rules and iron laws that they know exist without even thinking about it.

Zhao Rong exhaled lightly and looked around at the scholars who had different expressions on their faces. These were also his potential competitors. He pursed his lips tightly, put away the subconscious contempt in his heart, and his eyes gradually became serious.

I, Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu, must enter this Linlu Academy.

Although telling Su Xiaoxiao that going to Linlu Academy to study was just an excuse at first, Zhao Rong felt guilty when he thought of the silly smile of that stupid girl.

I had no choice but to hide the matter of Qingjun from her, so I must do what I promised her. I said I would go to meet her great-grandmother as a scholar in the academy, so I must go to meet her as a scholar in the academy.

In addition, although Qingjun had implied that he should go to Qinglianju on Wutong Street in East City to wait for her, Zhao Rong felt that Qingjun would "wait" him for a while. However, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Didn’t you tell your husband not to bother you in Taiqing Mansion?

I won’t!

Zhao Rong had never been to the Four Prefectures of Taiqing before, but he knew without a doubt that it would be the same as Linlu Academy, where "outsiders" were not allowed to enter.

But if you have the status of a scholar in an academy, you should no longer be considered as one of the "miscellaneous people".

Haha, if I suddenly appear in front of Qingjun, I don’t know how she will react. Let’s see where she will hide.

My lady, just wait for me to lick you.

I must get that black jade token back. Well, I must make my wife give it to me willingly...

Secondly, what Zhao Rong was always concerned about was the letter that Mr. Fang asked him to deliver.

Zhao Rong didn't know what was written in the letter that Dali National Master wrote to his senior brother, nor did he know whether it was important or not.

He also did not receive any reward from the Dali State Master.

However, since it was Mr. Fang who entrusted him with the task, he had to deliver it carefully and try his best to avoid mistakes!

Every day, there are countless scholars outside the gate of Linlu Academy, trying their best to get in.

There must be many people who use the simple routine of submitting self-recommendation letters to the teachers in the academy under the guise of delivering letters.

Therefore, if this letter is randomly entrusted to an unfamiliar person, such as asking scholars from an academy to deliver it, it will not only be unsafe but also easily be ignored, and the reason for sending the letter may be used as an excuse to send a letter of self-recommendation.

Therefore, Zhao Rong was thinking that after he entered Linlu Academy, he would personally deliver it to his senior brother who was the National Master of Dali. Unless there was a reliable person, he would not send it through the hands of others.

at last.

Of course he had his own reasons.

As a Confucian scholar who grew up reading the books of sages, if I have the chance, how can I not go to a Confucian academy to see it for myself?

Take a look with your own eyes at what Linlu Academy, where most of the scholars from Wangque Continent gather, is like.

Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and looked at this ancient academy that had stood for a thousand years and had an unbroken cultural heritage. He was a little distracted for a moment.

But soon he was forced to come to his senses and became more spirited.

Because the crowd around was boiling again.

Another teacher from the academy came out.

However, after a short while, Zhao Rong joined everyone else in sighing in disappointment.

The second academy teacher who came out ignored everyone and was so cold.

Zhao Rong looked at the expressions of those around him who were familiar with the place and knew that there was no chance.

However, Zhao Rong still tried, but he was only ignored and met with teasing looks from other scholars.

After that.

Zhao Rong waited outside the side door of the academy for a whole day.

I met many teachers from academies, but I didn't gain much from them.

These gentlemen in the academy either have stern faces and no one dares to offend or talk to them once they step out of the door; or they like to send people to run errands for free. But I heard from others that these gentlemen never give people their trust, and I don’t know whether it is to test people or for some other reason. So far, I have never seen them recommend a scholar to the academy.

Zhao Rong even met a teacher in a college who had a serious face and was extremely rigid and strict. He always carried a teaching stick with him when he went out. If he saw a scholar sitting or standing outside the door in an indecent posture, he would scold him in a stern voice.

Although he still didn't find an opportunity to enter Linlu Academy on the first day, and didn't even have any clues, Zhao Rong did learn a lot of information, which was considered a gain.

There's no rush, so we can only take it step by step.

In the evening, Zhao Rong returned tiredly to the inn he had booked earlier to rest. It was not far from Linlu Academy.

At night, Zhao Rong bathed in the little remaining agarwood and meditated without stopping.

The next morning.

Zhao Rong set out early with a day's worth of dry food. Before dawn, with his clothes wet with morning dew, he arrived at the side door of the academy.

Zhao Rong looked around and saw that quite a few people had arrived. He secretly thought that he would come earlier next time.

Zhao Rong quickly took a seat near the front, then took out his book and started his morning reading.

There were many scholars around him like him, and some were reading aloud. Zhao Rong even saw the loud-voiced scholar who almost deafened him yesterday. He took out a book, turned to a page, and then stopped.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched. He raised his hands to cover his ears and turned his back silently.

As expected.

The next second, a deafening sound of "reading aloud" resounded outside the side door of the academy. Well, it could definitely be heard inside the wall.

He suddenly roared.

Many people were so scared that they dropped their books, and some even choked on their dry food and quickly drank water.

Everyone glared at him, but the loud-voiced scholar was still immersed in his own world...

Zhao Rong nodded.

Good! Very energetic.

At this moment.

Squeak

The wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

The sound of reading outside the door suddenly paused and became quieter.

Zhao Rong looked up and found that it was the strange girl in blue that he first saw yesterday.

He watched curiously.

The girl in blue was still dressed the same as yesterday, except that there was a pair of couplets on her little hands.

She squinted her eyes and puffed her lips, glanced at the people below the stairs who became quiet when they saw her, turned sideways, and pasted the couplet on the two empty wooden doors.

The girl in blue took a few steps back, propped up her hand and pinched her round little chin, looked around for a few times, and nodded.

She suddenly turned around and glanced at the people on the steps behind her who were quietly observing her and the couplets on the door. She raised her chin slightly, snorted, and turned back inside.

Bang!

The wooden door was slammed shut.

Only a...strange couplet was left.

Good fortune never comes in pairs

Misfortunes never come singly