I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Jiang Yeming clearly knew all the changes of the parasitic beast and its host through the brood, and he also knew the name of the young knight: "Du Ling".

After explaining this, Jiang Yeming drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, picked up the long sword on the table, got up and walked out of the restaurant.

It's time for him to learn from a teacher.

The place where he is now is Hengshan Town, where Bailu Academy, the birthplace of Meng's Confucianism, is located.

During this month of every year, Hengshan Town is overcrowded. Rangers, prodigals, or young Confucian scholars with ambitions in all directions will come here to sign up for school.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to be admitted to White Deer Academy. At the end of the day, these young people who are studying will leave with disappointment in all likelihood.

Jiang Yeming walked out of the restaurant, glanced at the long registration line, and sighed, because he was greedy for drinking, he had to stand for a while, but he had no intention of jumping in line, so he stayed behind the line honestly.

Unlike the students who exchanged famous posts with each other, he, who has been around for a long time, has no idea of ​​forming a small group. Gradually, as each student failed to strike up a conversation, he became an existence isolated by the students around him.

In this situation, a handsome student behind Jiang Yeming couldn't help but say: "Brother, the purpose of exchanging posts is to make friends. We yearn for the boldness and unrestraint of the Confucians of the Meng family. After learning to walk in the rivers and lakes, isn't it good to have more friends? Why do you put on an attitude of refusing to be separated from others?"

Jiang Yeming was slightly taken aback, there was still a kind-hearted person, he looked back, the student had red lips and white teeth, and a pretty face, if it wasn't for his Adam's apple, he would have thought it was a woman disguised as a man.

Can't help but casually say: "You look so good-looking."

"I'm a man." The young man blushed suddenly, his right hand holding the sword hilt was trembling slightly, and he didn't seem to like being described like this.

Jiang Yeming showed an embarrassing expression: "Sorry, I spouted nonsense on the spur of the moment, please don't care about it."

The handsome young man calmed down and said, "No need to apologize, my appearance is indeed easy to cause criticism, please answer my question."

This student is still a stubborn person. Out of apology, Jiang Yeming replied: "The way of life you said is indeed exquisite, but it is not useful for everyone. For example, I am sure that I can enter the school, but these people may not be able to enter the school. There will be no chance to meet each other in the future. What's the use of exchanging name cards? Is it just to go to his house to eat and drink after you finish your studies?"

The domineering reply, but he was extremely unfriendly to other students, and shot him with eyes of various emotions.

Jiang Yeming accepted it frankly, and didn't need to care about these scumbags at all, but the handsome young man was taken aback by the heroic words, but lowered his head and praised in a low voice: "I really have a heroic temperament, and I can definitely get into the academy, but I don't have the courage of you."

"Oh?" Jiang Yeming didn't expect that the beautiful young man behind him had such confidence, so he couldn't help being curious, and waited a while to see what he could rely on when he signed up.

Bailu Academy enrolls students every year, and there are several steps.

The first step, of course, is to register the roster, place of origin, and name.

The second step is Cowensi. Although the Confucianism of the Meng family is not as strict as other sects, they still have to write an article.

If the article is passed by the on-site examiners, it will be the last hurdle: a gentleman must be a warrior.

In this level, registered students must pass strength, riding and shooting, and stone inspection.

Strength is a test of physical foundation, riding and shooting are two compulsory subjects among the six arts of a gentleman insisted by the Confucians of the Meng family, as for stone inspection, it is to check the cultivation of students, not for those who exceed the foundation, and not for those with low qualifications.

After Jiang Yeming finished writing the registration list, he took two pieces of rice paper and entered the temporary examination room with a pen, ink and inkstone.

The temporary examination room was in the square in the center of the town, and the townspeople and the students who hadn't registered yet formed a large circle to watch, but no one dared to cheat in this environment.

Jiang Yeming put down the small basket containing the brush and ink, sat cross-legged, and then slowly took out the inkstone, ink, and brush.

Grinding the ink, dipping the pen, and closing the eyes to conceive, after this set, the time has passed halfway, and the students around have already started to hand in the papers.

Only then did he open his eyes, pick up the brush, and write a single stroke in a continuous manner. He even wrote the entire article in one breath within 10 minutes.

Next, it was time for the examiners to review the papers, and the teachers of Bailu Academy each assigned a copy of the papers with their names blurred and began to review them.

At this time, the exam was over, and some students outside the venue couldn't help asking the exam questions: "What is the exam today?"

A student who obviously did not do well in the exam said: "On the theory, please rest assured."

There was a soft cry, obviously, everyone was not very optimistic about this topic.

This topic comes from "Mencius·Gaozi [-]": "There is no other way of learning, so please rest assured."

Its original intention is to recover the lost original mind, and then combine with the Confucianism of the Meng family, the theory of nature is good, to restore good nature and accumulate good virtue.

This is the basis of Meng's Confucianism, and it is also the fundamental reason why they support students to act chivalrously after they have completed their studies.

Such a large and general topic is not easy to write, and it must be completed within the specified time, which is even more difficult.

Everyone felt that today's exam probably burned a lot of people, and many off-site students gloated and waited for the results.

After a while, a teacher from White Deer College came out to report the results.

Sure enough, one by one the students failed the Wensi test, and three out of ten were considered too many.

At the end, the teacher raised his voice: "This essay test No. 2, Green Bamboo Valley, Dugu Qingye."

The handsome young man who was standing behind Jiang Yeming in the queue came out, bowed his fists to the teacher, then turned around and saluted Jiang Yeming, and said, "Kong Sheng said, three of us must have my teacher, brother and Taiwan can be at the top of the list, my younger brother admires it, please teach me more in the future."

What this means is that Jiang Yeming won the championship. Many eyes looked over, and the teacher of Bailu Academy immediately raised his voice: "Jiang Yeming, a person from Nanchuan, is the first in writing and thinking. Reading his writings is like enlightenment, refreshing, and the essence of my Confucianism of the Meng family. I dare to say that as long as his son enters my Bailu Academy, he will definitely become a generation of masters of writing."

This praise is really too high, which makes Jiang Yeming feel a little embarrassed.

As for it, isn't it just an article pieced together from the Godhead database? With such a high evaluation, it will be difficult to keep a low profile in the future.

He accepted the praise with a blank face, but the students who were rejected by the name cards were even more angry in their hearts. If they were allowed to enter the academy, wouldn't they show their incompetence?
Therefore, these students secretly communicated with each other for a while, and reached a certain consensus on him.