boyutpedia Chapter 134 No Help, No Apprenticeship
Chapter 134 No Help, No Apprenticeship
July.
After all, the Grand Secretaries who came down from Kyoto were sent down to visit, and their number was small, so only a few could be assigned to the famous academies.
The scorching sun was shining on the students standing in the big square. There were five university scholars on the stage. Bailu Academy gained five university scholars because of Song Yu's performance in the last monthly exam.
The other colleges have a maximum of three, but for the students, that means there are too many wolves and too little meat!
Who doesn’t want to climb high and soar to the sky?
Who doesn’t want to have a backer with a promising future?
But all this depends on your own opportunity and strength. If you don’t have the strength, you can’t even pretend.
The five university scholars looked much older, at least in their sixties and above, but their mental and physical conditions were very good and they looked energetic.
Song Yu is short, and she stood in the shadow of her classmates, so naturally she couldn't be exposed to the sun.
Classmates: “……………………”
It’s great to be short!
They stood there for a full hour before the university scholars finished speaking.
In the whole school, only students starting from Tongsheng are eligible to go to the square, and those in the beginner classes can only watch with envy.
Jiang Zixuan failed the exam for Tongsheng, and she was a little furious. Now that Ma Qunwen, the punching bag of the class, was gone, she had to find a poor kid to vent her anger on.
Back in the classroom, all the students were discussing who would take over the five ministers. However, what was unexpected was that all five ministers named Song Yu.
Song Yu walked towards the teacher's building. She wanted to see if there was any teacher among these five people that she thought was good. It would also be nice to become an inner disciple.
One more person means more paths!
Stepping into the room, she knocked gently on the door.
"Enter."
The dean's voice came from inside.
When Song Yu walked in, he saw five women sitting there. Four of them were sitting upright, while one was sitting crookedly. The other four didn't think there was anything wrong with her sitting like that.
For scholars who demand dignified etiquette and elegant and decent behavior, either the person is great in literature, or he has a noble status, or he has a strong backer.
Otherwise, she wouldn't do whatever she wants without fear of being caught.
As soon as Song Yu entered the room, the staggering woman looked at Song Yu, and her unscrupulous gaze was looked back by Song Yu.
Song Yu also looked at her with interest. She was stunned for a moment, then started laughing. She didn't say anything, but you could see on her face that she was very happy.
"Song Yu, come here. These are the great scholars from the Imperial Examination Hall in Kyoto. Let me introduce them to you."
The dean was very excited. As long as one student from his Bailu Academy became one of his disciples, then next year, his academy would attract more powerful people to study there.
Song Yu walked forward and bowed slightly.
"The student greets all the gentlemen."
Scholars do not need to kneel, they only need to bow to show their respect. This is a special privilege granted by the imperial power.
"No need to be polite, please get up."
It was the Grand Secretary who was staring at her who spoke; the others remained silent.
But Song Yu straightened up immediately.
"I heard that you got first place in the monthly exam. I wonder how you got first place?"
"Hanging from the beams and piercing the thighs, waking up at the sound of the cock-crow, and reading by lamplight at night."
Gentlemen; “…………………………”
If Song Yu hadn't looked so serious, they would have suspected that he was making fun of them.
"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad, you are very good. I would like to accept you as my last disciple. What do you think?"
The woman stood up. She looked to be in her sixties, with black hair and a dark green hat on her head that made her look very elegant. She was wearing a dark robe and a ring on her thumb. She was lazy and looked very unreliable.
Song Yu did not agree to her immediately, but asked.
"How can you help me?"
The woman was stunned. Normally in this situation, shouldn't she agree to her request immediately and be grateful to her?
Why does this girl seem to be a little worried?
"What do you mean?"
"It's a smooth road."
As soon as Song Yu finished speaking, everyone around her looked at her secretly.
"Song Yu, I admit that you are very smart, but whether you are worthy of me clearing the obstacles is another matter. You are only 7 years old now. It is not good for you to be too ambitious. I can't take a big risk for an uncertain factor."
The woman stared at Song Yu as she spoke, but she couldn't see any flaws in Song Yu.
Fearful, guilty, arrogant, presumptuous, and conceited.
She stood up straight with a firm gaze, full of confidence.
"Can't? Never mind. I don't need a master."
Song Yu said lightly.
The dean was sweating profusely. This Song Yu was really ignorant of the world. How could he refuse such a good opportunity?
"Alright! Since you don't need it, just go back!"
The woman seemed a little unhappy. She admired Song Yu very much, but felt that Song Yu was a little arrogant. She was only 7 years old, and he wanted to protect her herself, but who knew what the future would hold?
She would not place her hopes on a little kid, and now that Her Majesty the Queen is still in her prime, she has to think about it.
Song Yu calmly walked out of the Teachers' Building, not even knowing the names of these university scholars.
The dean was very disappointed with Mr. Song and insisted on talking to him in private.
When she returned to the classroom, everyone looked at her with envy. They didn't expect that she would have such an opportunity at such a young age.
"Sister Yu, have you paid your respects to the master?"
Ma Qunwen asked.
"No."
Song Yu smiled and replied.
All of a sudden, everyone in the school became excited again. They said, "Song Yu is only 7 years old. It's hard to say whether he can keep up this performance."
There are also people who take pleasure in other people's misfortune, and there are countless people who cannot bear to see Song Yu having a good time.
Ma Qunwen felt sorry for her, but seeing that Yu Jie'er didn't feel disappointed, she didn't comfort her either. She thought that those people were not worthy of Yu Jie'er.
At noon, Yu Tiexing came over from next door and was amazed when she saw Song Yu's full plate of food.
"Song Yu, you...can you finish this?"
Song Yu glanced at her. Having never experienced famine or the pain of having no food to eat, he had no idea how delicious and charming the food was.
"How about you share the chicken drumstick in your bowl with me?"
Song Yu didn't reply to her, but he was interested in the chicken leg in her bowl.
Yu Tiexing thought about it and decided to give her the chicken leg.
"Oh! Not bad, Sister Xing is on the right track."
Song Yu praised her, but he didn't expect her smile to be sweeter than honey.
Song Yu ate very quickly. She didn't look rude. She ate elegantly and quickly. Her stomach didn't feel bloated at all. She just burped and spoke with satisfaction.
"When you're full, let's go!"
There was a special person to wash the lunch boxes. After Ma Qunwen followed her, Yu Tiexing still had half of her meal left. She wanted to throw it away, but received a warning look from Song Yu.
There is no other way, I have to eat it all even if I cry.