Chapter 97 Huachen Academy
The warm sun shines obliquely and the morning breeze blows gently.
Dongmu Mountain.
Magnificent buildings stand on the hillside. The scorching sun pours down, and the layers of glazed tiles sparkle with dazzling light.
Su Yuan walked along the mountain path, staggering all the way to the gate of Huachen Academy halfway up the mountain.
She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead due to the hot weather, then paid the money and received her badge and student uniform from the two women in charge of registration at the door.
Under the guidance of the two, she walked towards the North School where she was, carrying her things.
At the same time, in the North Academy.
Although all the classmates have not arrived yet, the students have gathered together, praising a young and elegant-looking woman in the middle with compliments.
I saw a woman wearing an indigo robe, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, bowed to the woman in the middle and asked with surprise:
"My classmate, you are the top candidate in Luocheng, right? What a coincidence, my name is Zhang Xunyi, and I am ranked right after you."
"When I was in Los Angeles before, I had heard of Mr. Ye's name a long time ago, but I never had the chance to meet him. If we are lucky enough to study together in the future, I hope we can become good friends."
Ye Qingyu raised her chin slightly, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said modestly:
"Thank you for your courtesy, classmate Zhang. Since we are all classmates, we will naturally become friends. As for the reputation, Qingyu is unworthy of it. Please don't embarrass me."
Zhang Xun blinked a few times and shook his head:
"Why should Mr. Ye be so modest? All the students from Luocheng know that although the Ye family of Luocheng is a wealthy businessman, they never exploit the people. In fact, whenever there are natural disasters or man-made disasters, they will donate money and food to help the poor. They are great philanthropists in our Luocheng."
After that, she paused and continued:
"The daughter we raised is even more talented. She won the first place in the examination at the age of 18. She has a bright future ahead of her. She deserves a few compliments."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Wei, who heard about Ye Qingyu's family background, flashed his eyes and echoed:
"That's right. Although we have fifteen cities in Jiangzhou, there are only two big cities, Luocheng and Tongcheng. Classmate Ye was able to get the first place in the exam, so his knowledge is naturally far superior to others. I hope that Mr. Ye can give us more guidance in the future!"
Ye Qingyu was about to speak with a faint smile, but she caught a glimpse of a woman with extraordinary demeanor at the door out of the corner of her eye.
She frowned slightly without making a sound, withdrew her gaze from the people in front of her, and looked over there.
Outside the door.
Su Yuan glanced at everyone in the school, and his gaze stayed on two of them for a moment.
Then she moved away quietly, walked leisurely to the empty seat by the window, put down the book box and the things in her arms, and calmly put the things one by one into the table.
Get your things in order.
Su Yuan lazily propped up her chin, raised her eyebrows at the person who had been staring at her since she entered the room, and said:
"My classmate, you have something to say"
Ye Qingyu straightened her lips when she heard this and asked tentatively:
"No, I'm just confused. You are Su Yuan, the first suspect in the Tongcheng case."
After hearing this, Su Yuan's lips curled up, but he lowered his eyes nonchalantly, and replied in a light and polite voice:
"I'm Su Yuan."
Seeing that Su Yuan obviously had no intention of chatting, Ye Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled a little forcedly:
"I never thought that Case Master Su was so young. Sorry for disturbing you out of curiosity."
After she finished speaking, she nodded, lowered her eyes and turned around, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.
When she looked up again, Ye Qingyu had her usual elegant smile on her face and continued chatting with the students who were surrounding her.
On the other side, Su Yuan saw the man turn around and stare at her back for a while, then he withdrew his gaze indifferently and continued to lean against the window in a daze.
“Ahem.”
A white-haired old man wearing a green robe and a purple double-breasted gown, who looked like an old scholar, walked slowly into the house, coughing lightly.
Su Yuan's thoughts were interrupted by her deliberate cough. After he came to his senses, he looked at the white-haired old man with a scrutinizing look.
I then had an idea in my mind.
He is probably a lecturer at Beixuetang.
Thinking of this, she put down the arm that was supporting her head, gently stroked her slightly wrinkled sleeves, and sat up straight with the other students, waiting for the old man to speak.
The old man looked around at the students who were already seated, put down the book in his hand, and said a few words briefly:
"My surname is Wen, and I am the headmaster of Huachen Academy. In addition to assisting Principal Yin in managing the academy, I also teach students at the North Academy.
All students can call me Dean Wen or Teacher Wen. Well, I won’t say any more nonsense. I will take out the Doctrine of the Mean and start teaching.”
After that, Teacher Wen held up the book and walked around the classroom from time to time, explaining the sentences and their meanings in the book.
As she taught tirelessly, time passed by outside the window.
The summer wind dies down and autumn colors emerge.
It was approaching dusk.
Su Yuan walked leisurely down Dongmu Mountain on the red carpet made of maple leaves, and took a carriage back to the Su Mansion.
Su's house.
Su Yuan just entered the main hall.
Meng Yunlan's eyes lit up, and he quickly came over, pointing at a large bowl of soup on the table and said:
"My dear wife, you are back. Go and have a bowl of ginseng and black chicken soup to replenish your body."
Su Yuan glanced at her husband's smiling face, took a deep breath, and said with a fake smile:
"It's been more than half a month, and my wound has healed a long time ago. We don't need to mend it, right? I drink a big bowl of nourishing soup every morning and night, and I'm fine now that I don't have a nosebleed!"
Meng Yunlan frowned and said worriedly:
"But my wife has been injured several times in the past few months and has lost so much blood. If she doesn't take care of herself soon, what will happen if her body becomes depleted?"
"Another thing is that you go out to practice martial arts at dawn every day, and go to the academy to study at dawn. You are so tired every day, you should make up for it every day."
Su Yuan pulled her husband to the chair, forced him to sit down, and waved at Bai Cui with his back to her, signaling him to leave quietly.
She blocked Meng Yunlan's sight, pulled out an invitation from her sleeve, handed it to her husband, shook it, and raised her eyebrows and said:
"Don't worry about the tonic soup for now, what do you think this is?"
Meng Yunlan was interrupted and her thoughts instantly turned to the light blue gold-painted invitation.
He raised his hand to take it from Su Yuan, slowly opened it, brought it close to his eyes and took a quick look, then said in surprise:
"Invitation to Jiayun Tower, my dear wife, are you going to Jiayun Tower?"
No wonder he was so surprised.
Because Jiaying Tower is the gathering place for all the literati in Jiangzhou, only scholars can enter, and they have to be scholars with the title of juren.
Meng Yunlan is very studious and likes calligraphy and painting. However, rare items are not easily available.
He couldn't even get into Jiayun Building.
Not to mention a viewing!
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