In Zhao Rong's field of vision, the slanting sunlight was dazzling.

Therefore, the figure of the man walking along the setting sun became a little darker.

However, this young man seems to have a strange affinity. His appearance is not outstanding, he is just fair, but the smile at the corner of his mouth always makes people unconsciously focus on his face.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly.

I finally saw the person clearly... He really didn't recognize him and had never seen him before.

This person was dressed in light blue ordinary clothes, with a jade hanging around his waist. His clothes were simple and elegant, and he wore a headscarf. However, he was not meticulous. Instead, a lot of his black hair hung down in a messy manner and was not tied up properly.

It felt to Zhao Rong as if he had been living in the house for a few days and occasionally had to go out, so he pulled on a headscarf and tied his hair casually while walking.

Casual but not sloppy, rather elegant.

Miao Shuyuan. The smile that keeps tugging at the corner of Gein's mouth seems to be telling you that those little things are not important and don't worry about it.

This is confidence.

Zhao Rong smiled.

The elegant young man nodded towards Sima Du, then passed by and stood in front of the door of Suixing Hall, glancing at the students with different expressions in the hall.

As if he had a tacit understanding, his eyes quickly broke away from the students wearing Qingjin, and locked their eyes on the young Confucian scholar on the podium who was wearing ordinary autumn clothes and seemed to be a gentleman.

At this moment, I happened to see the strange smile written on Zhao Rong's face.

The elegant young man smiled even more.

The two looked at each other.

"Zhao Ziyu?"

"Exactly your Excellency?"

"Yang Wuwei."

Zhao Rong smiled, "Why not? Youwei?"

Yang Wuwei smiled, "Don't dare to do something, it's better to do nothing."

Xixi Miaoshuyuan miaoshuyuan.com Xixi. Zhao Rong nodded, "Shan."

Yang Wuwei suddenly said: "Official history may not all be based on evidence, and unofficial history may not be all based on evidence. How can we choose between them?"

Zhao Rong did not speak, but took a serious look at this elegant young man.

Yang Youwei Shiran bowed.

Zhao Rong turned around and returned the salute.

Yang Wuwei turned sideways and gave way to the door, signaling Zhao Rong with his eyes.

The latter nodded slightly and shook his head slightly.

Yang Wuwei turned his head and glanced at the students under the podium, and then at the objects on the long table in front of Zhao Rong.

He raised his eyebrows and saluted Zhao Rong again.

Zhao Rong returned the gift.

Yang Youwei had a smile on his face.

"On the seventh floor of the library, I'm waiting for Brother Zhao. Tell me your name and you can go upstairs."

Zhao Rong nodded, his expression calm.

This scholar, who was the second person to visit Shuxing Hall today, bowed his hands to the students in the hall, waved his sleeves and left.

After he left, the Sui Xing Hall remained as quiet as before.

A pair of eyes looked at Zhao Rong on the podium.

The lobby was silent for three breaths.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at the sun outside, sighed softly, and turned back to face the strange gazes from the audience.

His expression was a little helpless.

"Let's hurry up and get to class. We've been busy for half an hour and we're running out of time... Well, I don't know him either. It's our first time meeting him, so don't ask."

Zhao Rong shook his head and continued to stretch out his hand to put away the "Yong" homework handed in by everyone.

While doing what he was doing, he muttered:

"The seventh floor? It's a bit difficult to climb...it's troublesome."

The young Confucian scholar frowned.

Students of Suixing Hall: “…………”

This calligraphy class with "a lot going on" will start again soon.

It's just different from the slack attitude of most students in the morning. At this time, all the students were sitting on the small benches. Most of them had good attitudes. They only had their hands behind their backs and their eyes were only staring at Mr. Zhao.

Wu Peiliang looked extremely well-behaved, but I don't know if he was secretly afraid.

Many students even looked up at the figure walking around on the podium with a somewhat embarrassed look on their faces.

Mr. Zhao is right, he is really busy on holidays.

And from what he means, it seems that he also has a wife who may come to check at any time...

On the corridor of Mochi Academy.

Sima Duyi was walking with his hands down.

I just saw Yang Youwei, who was looking for Empress Zhao Rong.

He stared at Zhao Rong coldly, then turned and left.

I didn’t work outside Suixing Hall waiting for get out of class to end.

He is also very busy, especially after just returning from Nanxiaoyaozhou, he still has a lot of things to deal with as assigned by his husband.

Although Wu Peiliang's boastful words when he took advantage of him made Sima Duyi frown secretly.

But some words are not wrong at all.

His time is indeed precious and cannot be wasted.

Moreover, Wu Peiliang's words were not even considered bragging, but rather 'derogatory'.

Of course, the only thing that Sima has to do is not as boring as "having a meal and drinking tea with the academy gentlemen."

Because I don’t even have this kind of skill.

Many of the important affairs of the academy were left to Sima Duyi's deputy chief, Mr. Sima.

When I think about the seemingly countless things I have to do every day, and the current dire situation of the senior management of Linlu Academy.

Sima Duyi pursed his lips.

This kind of "badness" is not bad because of high-level intrigues, but... there is no intrigue at all.

Those mountain chiefs, deputy mountain chiefs, and old masters are not willing to take care of anything at all, and concentrate on being hands-off shopkeepers.

Turn the books, teach, and fish.

Well, another one went to the Mochi Academy and made a high-hanging sacrificial wine, euphemistically saying that he would cultivate numerous students for the academy and cultivate the next generation of pillars.

What can I say? The responsibility of educating people is very important. You have to focus on it and work hard, so don’t bother the old man anymore...

There were also some teachers, and Sima Duyi didn't know where they had gone. He doubted whether there were still these people. He had not seen anyone since he entered the academy.

However, such a large Confucian academy, a place of cultural excellence in a continent, must maintain daily operations.

Therefore, there are countless affairs in the academy that need to be arranged every day.

Important matters outside the academy are difficult and troublesome and need to be resolved and dealt with.

So I had no choice but to... capture the young men.

Unfortunately, Sima Duyi's husband was one of these unlucky ones, and his disciple also suffered.

Well, in the words of the elders such as the mountain chief, this is to put more burdens on the shoulders of the young people in the academy, and it is the glorious tradition of Linlu Academy.

So unless something big happens.

Now those who are in charge of the academy are almost all young adults.

The mountain chief even directly gave Sima's only teacher, the high position of deputy mountain chief, patting his shoulders and telling him not to let down his time and the ardent expectations of his predecessors.

On the corridor, Sima Duyi shook his head.

These are unreliable seniors.

Moreover, he also heard his husband say with a grimace that quitting things and doing nothing seemed to be a traditional skill of every generation of management at Linlu Academy.

The current mountain chief, Mr. Zhu, took up his post passively and ran away earlier if he was smarter.

Moreover, Sima Duyi has recently discovered that his husband is showing signs of turning away from the boss, and everything is left to him and his junior brothers...

Danger?
To be continued...