My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 166 - 147 Linlu Academy

Chapter 166: Chapter 147 Linlu Academy

Chapter 166: Chapter 147 Linlu Academy

Linlu Academy was situated outside the East City of Wangque.

It was nestled deep in the serene and picturesque Linlu Mountain, hundreds of miles away.

Adjacent to the Li River.

It could be said to be backed by mountains and accompanied by water.

Linlu Academy was one of the two Confucian Academies in Wangque Continent.

Where the music of the zither and the legacy of literature have not ceased for a thousand years.

It held sway over half of Wangque Continent’s Confucian lineages.

It was the sacred land of study that Confucian Scholars at the foot of the mountain longed for in their dreams.

From Linlu Academy, there emerged scholars.

Some possessed the talent to govern and bring peace to the nation, while others were known for splendid writings and profound knowledge, and there were also the elegant recluses who lived in seclusion amidst mountains and waters.

They spread the teachings of Confucianism and contended with other schools of thought, whether among the Mountain Immortals’ powerful clans or the mundane dynasties below the mountain.

In Zhao Rong’s view, Linlu Academy was a “beacon” established by the Central State’s Confucian Temple on Wangque Continent.

Even though the whirlwind of debate among the various philosophers and schools of thought was raging in the distant Tunan Continent.

The other continents of the world were also struck by waves raised by the storm.

Just on Zhao Rong’s journey alone, passing through those kingdoms and dynasties, he had seen over ten different schools of thought honored by the rulers; Confucianism was merely one of them.

Other philosophical schools also had their arrangements in Wangque Continent.

However, according to Zhao Rong’s observations, the steady stream of scholars trained by Linlu Academy and Siqi Academy still made Confucianism one of the prominent teachings in Wangque, both atop and at the foot of the mountain, and the reverence for Confucian culture was quite prevalent.

About its establishment.

Legend has it that it all began with a Confucian Saint leading his disciples on a scholarly tour, traveling from the Central Continent to this far-flung corner of the world.

Adhering to the teachings of the Supreme Sage, “A gentleman upon seeing a great river must contemplate,” he paused to observe the waters.

The Confucian Saint then had a realization.

And he left his disciples there to establish an Academy, to pass on the cultural heritage…

On this morning.

The sun was warm, and the chatter of birds washed over the fresh air of the mountain forest.

The distant sounds of the rolling river barely reached from afar.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath as he jumped down from the carriage.

He turned back with a smile.

“Miss Lu Wan, you have worked hard.”

Lu Wan, who was sitting in the carriage, glanced at Zhao Rong, who had disappeared for an afternoon the previous day and only returned at night, feeling that he seemed different from before.

But she couldn’t pinpoint how.

He was still dressed in a simple Confucian robe as before, hmm, it seemed like the beautiful pair of Jade Tokens on his belt was gone, and today he had suddenly brought a bookcase. Was he going to Linlu Academy to seek education?

She had also led a few confident and generous scholars here before, but most…

Lu Wan shook her head, deciding not to overthink it, and instead replied with a graceful smile,

“Master Zhao, if you wish to travel far, just ring the bell, farewell.”

Zhao Rong gave a light nod, waved his hand, and turned to leave.

Before long.

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He passed through a small piece of the forest.

Looking up, in the distance was a large, meticulously laid out complex.

The exterior of the Academy revealed its clear water mountain walls, alternating gray and white, exceptionally clean and bright.

It was built against the mountain, lower at the front and rising towards the back, with layer upon layer advancing in an orderly fashion.

It was also concealed by woods, decorated with pavilions, undulating walls, and soaring eaves.

Overall, it was simple and dignified, elegant and generous.

Through Zhao Rong’s eyes, it formed a peaceful and beautiful picture where the landscape merged seamlessly in tranquility.

Zhao Rong, with curiosity in his eyes, quickened his pace carrying the bookcase on his back.

Although the Academy was hidden within the quiet depths of the suburbs, aspiring for a tranquil environment suitable for reading, its vicinity was not devoid of worldly life.

After all, there were many teachers and students in the entire Academy, and there were also many scholars who had traveled afar to study.

Several open-air taverns, elegant inns, stationery bookstores, and antique shops were sparsely scattered around the Academy.

It was a rather bustling little market.

When Zhao Rong approached from a distance, he didn’t attract much attention.

Because there were many scholars around like him.

Some were travel-worn and poorly dressed, others wore splendid and unparalleled embroidered garments.

But they all seemed to be here to seek education.

Zhao Rong mixed into the crowd, glanced around, reached back without changing his expression to take down the flag embroidered with “Linlu” on the bookcase.

Because there were too many scholars carrying this flag…

He blinked, feeling it might not be so easy to enter Linlu Academy.

But…

Zhao Rong glanced left and right with a crooked smile.

We are different.

After a while, he arrived at the main gate of Linlu Academy.

The gate of the Academy was not as grand and imposing as Zhao Rong had imagined, even less so than the gate of the Imperial College in the Great Chu where he had once studied.

It was solemn and simple, not adorned with elaborate carvings or colorful paintings, but with a touch of elegant simplicity.

At a glance, it looked utterly ordinary, not at all like what one would expect of an academy renowned across a province of the Confucian tradition.

However, Zhao Rong felt that this was actually the most impressive display.

A couplet was posted outside the academy’s main gate.

Uniquely talented in solitude; thus it flourishes.

The horizontal inscription read: Linlu Academy.

It had a commanding presence.

He nodded slightly.

Very good, modest in demeanor like this young master, yet distinguished in action…

There weren’t many people at the academy’s main gate, with only an occasional Confucian scholar entering or exiting, dressed in the prescribed garments and wearing the Jade Token.

These must be the academy students, Lin Wenruo had mentioned that all academy students would wear Jade Tokens.

Zhao Rong noticed that there were not many people outside the gate.

He looked around, puzzled.

Hadn’t he heard that countless scholars from the lower mountains sought to study here each year, and there were quite a number of scholars on the road just now, so why was it so quiet at the academy gate?

Zhao Rong felt something was amiss and took a look around.

After asking around for a while, he found out that the student assessment at Linlu Academy had already ended not long ago.

Even the welcoming ceremony for new students had been held a few days prior.

This triennial, albeit extremely strict, opportunity to join Linlu Academy had already passed.

Many unsuccessful candidates had become disheartened and gone back home.

Of course, there were also many scholars who were not discouraged and would stay near Linlu Academy in hope of another slim chance, such as being noticed and recommended by an academy teacher.

The reason there were no scholars waiting at the main gate was that teachers of Linlu Academy generally did not use the main gate, but instead came and went through a side door to the north on a daily basis.

Zhao Rong suddenly understood, so there was such a practice?

He walked around the academy, following the general direction, and soon arrived at a side door.

From a distance, he saw a crowd bustling about.

Approaching, Zhao Rong saw that the crowd consisted of scholars much like himself, similarly dressed but with different expressions, all eagerly waiting in front of the side door.

He looked around with interest for a while.

Surrounding the side door was a picturesque scene, a tranquil place by nature, but the multitude of waiting people stripped it of its refined air, creating a scene bursting with activity.

Directly opposite the side door was a bamboo forest; Zhao Rong walked into the scattered shade without joining the large group of scholars crowding at the front.

Under the bamboo, some scholars were loosely scattered around Zhao Rong, either standing or sitting, seemingly resting.

Zhao Rong glanced at the eager crowd ahead.

So they are all waiting for the academy teachers to come out, each relying on their own skills?

He raised an eyebrow.

But what use is it for you to crowd at the front like this?

Zhao Rong started waiting leisurely at the back.

As time passed slowly, it was nearly noon, with the sun high in the sky.

Yet the plain wooden gate, lacking even a couplet, remained closed.

There was no one coming out from the academy.

But the crowd congested at the door was very quiet, with almost no one talking, all just silently waiting.

Besides a few who were in small groups, most of the scholars appeared to have come alone, each looking at others with a degree of coolness and wariness.

Zhao Rong was in no hurry. Standing in the shade, while keeping a close eye on the wooden door, he took out some dry food and clear water and began to eat.

It seemed he was the only one in the midst eating lunch.

Many around him took notice, but after a few glances, they simply looked away with no particular expression.

Zhao Rong chewed on the dry food, taking in the scene around him.

Well, these people haven’t replenished their food even at noon… It seems the academy teachers will be out soon, perhaps classes are over? They probably are, he casually thought, looking at the earnest faces around him concentrating on the door.

Just then.

Creak—

The wooden door was opened from the inside.

The crowd instantly erupted, with many at the front changing their expressions and pushing forward…

Zhao Rong set aside his dry food and in an instant, stood up to look.

He saw.

Once the wooden door was fully opened… no one?

Zhao Rong tiptoed for a better view.

Oh, there was someone.

He could barely see over the crowd, spotting a slightly short and slender figure.

It was a blue-clothed attendant student, who looked fair and delicate…

Heh, just a little girl.

Zhao Rong curled his lip, instantly recognizing the situation, as it was a familiar sight.

But then…

Huh, why are those people at the door all retreating after seeing this little attendant?