Chapter 130: Taking in this student [Seeking monthly votes]
Shen Tang remained silent, as did Qi Shan and the other two.
As for Lin Feng, she dared not speak.
The four of them stared at each other, wide-eyed and speechless. Qi Shan and the others didn't move an inch, not even blinking, which made Shen Tang, the talkative one, feel uncomfortable with her mouth agape: "...You guys...are you good or bad? Can you give me a straight answer...?"
Chu Yao finally turned his eyes, but his gaze focused on the young Lin Feng. He seemed hesitant to speak, yet he hesitated again—breaking the two-hundred-year-old fixed impression he had formed, he was more willing to believe that the Lin Feng in front of him was actually a boy.
Shen Tang asked, "Is it really that hard to accept?"
Chu Yao: "It's as absurd and bizarre as someone telling me that I wasn't born to my mother, but was conceived by my father after ten months of pregnancy."
Will he believe it?
He just throws people out.
Even if a man came up to him with a big belly and told him he was carrying a child, he would think the belly was fake, or that the pregnant woman was a woman with masculine features.
How can a man get pregnant?
How could a woman possibly store the energy of heaven and earth?
The evidence was right in front of him, and Chu Yao just needed some time to process and accept the fact that men could get pregnant... ah, no, that women could finally store the energy of heaven and earth.
Shen Tang: "..."
She was right not to insist on telling them her true gender. Given their behavior, even if she had taken her pants off, they would most likely have assumed she had been castrated.
Qi Shan's brows were so furrowed they could have trapped several mosquitoes.
It took the two gentlemen about fifteen minutes to process the shocking revelation before they were finally able to calm down and their brains resume normal functioning.
Chu Yao asked Lin Feng, "Have you had any special experiences? For example, did your mother have strange dreams during her pregnancy? Did you encounter strange, god-like figures when you were young? Did you eat any strange spiritual fruits?"
Shen Tang: "..."
Goodness, Wu Hui is quite familiar with the tropes of novels.
He asked a question, and Lin Feng shook his head.
She hesitated and glanced at Shen Tang. Shen Tang knew things were going to get bad, fearing that she would use strange descriptions again and damage her reputation.
"Wu Hui, Yuan Liang, actually..."
Shen Tang was interrupted by Qi Shan after only a few words.
"Don't tell her, she'll tell you!"
Chen tried to explain: "..."
This time, Lin Feng's words were less misunderstood than before. She confessed to Chu Yao, "Mr. Chu, do you still remember the night we first met in the carriage? I was by your side when your monogram suddenly emitted a light. I was startled."
Upon hearing this, Qi Shan looked at Chu Yao.
It seemed to be asking why it hadn't been mentioned to them.
Chu Yao frowned and recalled: "Wasn't that a hallucination caused by your exhaustion? Wu Lang was perfectly normal then, sleeping soundly."
Lin Feng's gaze grew even more determined. She shook her head and denied it, saying, "It was not an illusion. I can confirm that there was indeed a light at that time, long and thin, golden, like...like some kind of animal. From that time on, I felt changes in my body."
Everyone, including Shen Tang, turned their attention to her transparent monogram. To make it easier for everyone to study it together, she simply took it off her waist and placed it on the table.
Shen Tang: "No matter how you look at it, there's nothing special about it."
Qi Shan and Chu Yao, however, did not think so.
Especially prayers for good deeds.
He recalled the casual conversation he'd had on the mountain earlier that day—the speculation about why women couldn't possess both literary talent and martial prowess. Could it really be related to who held the Imperial Seal? Or perhaps it was related to the attitude of the seal's holder?
Qi Shan secretly observed Shen Tang out of the corner of her eye, feeling that her guess was close to the truth, but it was missing some key details.
Chu Yao's thoughts coincided with his, and the two quickly exchanged glances, reaching a consensus. As for Lin Feng's mention of a "slender golden animal," they subconsciously associated it with a mythical beast symbolizing imperial power—but no one dared to point it out.
Now is not the best time. We should plan slowly and wait until Young Master Shen has a foothold in the Northwest.
If the opportunity for women to acquire both literary and martial talents truly lies with Goro/Yori, it would be both a disadvantage and a great advantage.
It depends on how it is used in the future.
Chu Yao asked, "Do you plan to study literature or martial arts?"
Lin Feng, whose name was called, was stunned: "Study literature... practice martial arts?"
She thought there would be a heated argument.
Chu Yao: "The threshold for learning martial arts is low, and it is relatively easy to gain martial courage. However, you are already eight years old, and your physical constitution is not good for martial arts. There will be little room for advancement in the future, so I do not recommend you to pursue martial arts. But you have good comprehension, and the essence of literature is mostly something that can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words. Therefore, I suggest you pursue the path of literature and cultivate your literary mind."
Lin Feng chose to pursue martial arts, and Chu Yao and the other man could at most guide her to lay a foundation. If she wanted to advance further, she would need the help of a traditional martial artist like Gong Shuwu. However, they had not yet truly opened their hearts to Gong Shuwu, and their relationship was somewhat delicate, so certain things still had to be kept from each other.
Lin Feng did not hesitate and chose to pursue the path of literature.
She studied at a tribal school for two years, so she has some basic knowledge.
Lin Feng mustered his courage: "This servant will choose the text."
Chu Yao nodded in satisfaction and said, "In that case, come to find me every day at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM) for one hour each day."
Lin Feng happily agreed, but Shen Tang, who was listening in, did some quick calculations and reminded him, "Isn't Yin Zheng (the first day of the month) too early?"
Good grief, 4 AM? Add in getting dressed and washing up, doesn't that mean getting up at 3:30 AM?
Chu Yao countered, "Very early?"
Qi Shan said, "It's not early, it's quite normal."
His early education was far more demanding than this. He often had to get up in the dark and walk for a quarter of an hour to his mentor's house to fetch water and serve him with his daily needs. He always performed the duties of a disciple with utmost respect, being humble and proper, for fear of offending his mentor.
The initial learning stage is fine, but the real trouble begins after you get the hang of it.
Ordinary books can be borrowed from bookstores with a bit of shamelessness, or copied at one's own expense. But slightly more profound books on the power of words are only available to families with large collections. Without some connection, why would anyone easily lend them a book, let alone copy it and read it carefully?
He considered himself to have a decent foundation, and Chu Yao had received the most orthodox scholar education. Although his past was unbearable to recall, in terms of education, only those from aristocratic families with hundreds of years of history could compare to Chu Yao.
Both of them were able to enlighten and enlighten Lin Feng.
So, Lin Feng's educational conditions are not bad.
Is it not worth her getting up at dawn?
Unaware of what the two were thinking, Shen Tang shrugged and muttered, "I was just worried she wouldn't grow tall..."
Qi Shan chuckled and asked, "How could you not grow taller?"
Both the literary and martial arts paths essentially involve drawing upon the energy of heaven and earth to nourish oneself, expanding the meridians, and developing the dantian. In the pre-condensation stage, both have the same effect: improving physical constitution and expelling impurities.
Scholars and warriors are generally taller and more slender than ordinary people. Although Lin Feng is a woman, she is probably the same and has no worries about becoming short.
Shen Tang wanted to say a few more kind words, but Lin Feng secretly tugged at her sleeve—she was the only one present who felt that the conditions for "studying" were harsh.
Lin Feng respectfully performed the disciple's salute to Chu Yao.
"Student Lin Feng greets teacher."
Shen Tang: "..."
The thought that she could freely browse through Qi Shan's book of spells made Shen Tang feel like she had really gotten a huge advantage!
It's not finished yet.
I had a fight with someone last night, and my temper was soaring to the point of almost exploding. My head is still buzzing.
(End of this chapter)
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