Chapter 373 Going to the Imperial College

Fei Xun originally thought that after his instructions, even if the boy from the Qin family did not come to Haowen Court to read the credentials immediately, he would have done so in the two days before and after.

But he waited for five full days and still did not see Qin Feng in the library of Haowen Academy.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved, really rotten wood cannot be carved!" Fei Xun was so angry that he almost stamped his feet on the first floor of the Sky Tower.

Yang Qian held the scroll in his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "Why are you in such a hurry? Junior Brother Qin didn't come immediately, so naturally he had other things to be busy with.

His restaurant had just opened, and with the gunpowder incident, it was understandable that he couldn't get away.

Oh, by the way, the people in Daqianzhong are full of praise for the hot pot in Wangyueju. After a while, you and I will go to have a try together. "

Under Qin Feng's series of operations, coupled with Wangyueju's own excellent dishes, the restaurant's reputation has been at its peak in Fengtian City, and it even has the potential to catch up with Zhaixinglou.

It is rumored that even the current prince praised the hot pot, but the authenticity of this news has yet to be verified. After all, how could the prince come and go in the market at will? Maybe it was just a rumor spread by everyone.

"Senior Brother Yang, how can a gentleman indulge in food and drink? Scholars should serve the country, the king, and the people! You must not neglect your true career." Fei Xunyi said righteously.

“Rain, clothing, housing, and transportation are all for the people’s livelihood. If we deny the desires of food and drink, wouldn’t we also deny the people’s livelihood?

What's more, scholars are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, birth, old age, illness and death. Even if it is good to serve the country, the king and the people, they must also enjoy themselves in time.

Otherwise, it would be too tiring to always live for others. "

Fei Xun wanted to refute, but he couldn't come up with a good argument, so he could only say "False!"

Yang Qian said helplessly: "And you may not know that the gunpowder invented by Junior Brother Qin has been pushed into the Demon Slayer Division and the Shenhou Army.

Four days ago, the Shenhou Army went out to the Northern Territory to defeat thousands of demon armies led by the Level 6 Tribulation Demon King.

In the past, even if the Shenhou Army could win such battles, they would inevitably suffer casualties of at least 20% to 30%.

However, with the help of gunpowder, the Shenhou Army achieved a complete victory with no more than a hundred casualties in that battle.

After Emperor Ming found out about this, Longyan was delighted and ordered the Shen Workshop to make gunpowder vigorously, hoping to promote it to all the troops in Daqian. "

When Fei Xun heard this, he was surprised. This battle-loss ratio was simply appalling. You must know that in the past, the army had to use human lives to solve the disasters caused by ghosts!

"It is precisely because of this matter that Junior Brother Qin often goes to the God's Workshop recently to discuss with Mr. Yuan how to continue to improve gunpowder." Yang Qian talked eloquently.

It turned out that Fei Xun's face improved slightly, but his mouth was still tough: "But even so, we can't delay his practice. According to the master, he entered the Wensheng Dao Tradition late.

If you want to memorize all the national documents, it will take at least a year and a half.

Then it takes a lot of effort to get the handwriting from the Imperial College, start teaching classes, and confirm the beliefs and aspirations in your heart.

Then when do you want to step into the fifth-grade Haoran realm? "

At this time, Yang Qian raised his brows, stretched out his hand and interrupted: "Don't make any more noise. Junior Brother Qin, who I miss so much, has already arrived at Haowen Academy and is on his way to the library at the moment."

"Seriously?" Fei Xun looked happy, then frowned and said, "When did I start thinking about him? Whether he loves me or not, it has nothing to do with me."

After hearing Fei Xun's suggestion, Qin Feng wanted to come to Haowen Academy to read through all the credentials, and then go to the Imperial Academy to pass the test and get the handwritten permission to start teaching.

Nai He was in Jianghu and couldn't help himself. There were too many things going on recently and he was extremely busy.

It wasn't until today that I had time to come over.

Haowen Academy is very big, and most of the students there are the kind of people who look down on others.

I asked for directions, but no one answered me.

It was not easy to find a young man who looked shy and honest. Under the leadership of the other party, he found the location of the library.

"Excuse me, if I want to go to the Imperial College, how should I go?" Qin Feng asked.

The young man looked a little embarrassed and pointed in a direction: "Go straight over there, and you can see a welcoming pine. Then turn right and walk for a while, and you will see the courtyard of the Imperial College."

"I see." Qin Feng wanted to express his gratitude, but the young man left in a hurry, as if there was something urgent.

In desperation, he could only use the Haowen Order to take Ningshuang directly into the library.

It has to be said that Haowen Academy is indeed a holy place that scholars all over the world yearn for. The books contained in this library alone are dazzling.

Qin Feng found the bookshelf where the documents of credence were stored according to the labels, and then started reading them one by one.

In the blink of an eye, noon passed.

In the Sky Tower, Fei Xun said with satisfaction: "It's not bad. I forgot all about eating and sleeping in order to read, and I didn't even eat lunch.

If you can maintain this attitude all the time, and add some intelligence, you may be able to write down all the credentials in about half a year, pass the test of the Imperial College, and get the handwritten letters. "

Yang Qian held the scroll in his hand, noncommittal, and suddenly he raised his eyebrows: "Junior brother Qin came out of the library."

"Well, you're out?!" Fei Xun was puzzled: "It's just past noon, are you going to have a meal?"

Yang Qian shook his head, showing a strange expression: "He seems to be heading towards the Imperial College."

"Is it the Imperial College?" Fei Xun's eyes widened.

Qin Feng and Ningshuang followed the young man's instructions and walked westward. After two sticks of incense, they saw the towering welcoming pine.

Then they turned right and climbed along the mountain road. After nearly half an hour, they finally saw the courtyard of the Imperial College.

Qin Feng couldn't help but complain in his heart. This Haowen Academy is really fucking big. His legs are sore from walking.

"Son-in-law, are you okay?" Lan Ningshuang looked at Qin Feng, who was a little out of breath, and asked with concern.

"What can happen to me? When I climbed the Sword Mountain of the Wanjian Sect before, I climbed up in one breath without even taking a breath!

It's just that the weather is getting colder and my body is not used to it." Even though the duck was cooked, Qin Feng's mouth was still hard.

He rested for a while, and after catching his breath, he continued, "Let's go in."

There are countless tall buildings and pavilions in the Imperial College. As the highest authority in Daqian to supervise education, in addition to the students of Haowen Academy, there are also many officials sent by the court.

Many children of royal relatives or dignitaries have studied here when they were young.

Qin Feng saw a middle-aged man and asked respectfully: "Excuse me, I want to get a handwritten letter of permission to teach in class, where should I go?"

The middle-aged man came over and looked at Qin Feng carefully, then replied coldly: "Go along the stone steps, there is a gate with a yellow plaque hanging.

Go inside to find the director Mo, if you want to get the handwritten letter, you need to pass his test."

"Thank you." Qin Feng clasped his fists and left.

The middle-aged man saw Qin Feng and the others walking away, and sneered: "When did the reckless man in the Demon Slayer Division want to teach in class? It's a joke.

How could Mo let you pass? It's just a waste of time."