My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 255 Lectures (1)

Lin Ziping reported on her trip to the Imperial Academy with Fang Zhili and the arrangements she made for Fan Ji and others to protect her.

After listening, Fang Qingmiao said, "What could possibly happen to me in my own home? Let them come with you."

“Your Majesty, this is against propriety. We are here to accompany you on your visit to your family, as ordered by His Majesty and the Empress. This is against propriety. If His Majesty finds out, he will surely blame us,” Lin Ziping said.

"Lin Ziping, are you afraid of disobeying the rules, or that His Majesty will be offended?" A soft laugh came from behind the veil. "I remember that there is no such rule in the Great Zhou's etiquette. As for His Majesty's displeasure, we can just keep it from him."

"This..." Lin Ziping hesitated.

"Alright, send one person over. You can arrange the rest as you see fit. I'm tired, you may leave." The figure inside waved his hand.

The attendant stepped forward and said, "Please, sir."

Seeing this, Lin Ziping had no choice but to leave.

Fang Zhili was waiting at the entrance of the Misty Pavilion, accompanied by a servant-like person.

When the man saw Lin Ziping coming, he craned his neck to look at him curiously.

Although Lin Ziping was dressed as a servant, her eyebrows were curved and her skin was as smooth as jade. She looked charming and lovely, clearly a woman.

"Le Zheng, what is this?" Lin Ziping asked.

“My younger sister, Fang Qiaoling,” Fang Zhili said, “knowing that I was going to the Imperial Academy, she insisted on coming with me. Please forgive her, Shaoying.”

After saying that, he shook his head helplessly at Fang Qiaoling.

Lin Ziping cupped his hands in a respectful greeting to Fang Qiaoling and said, "Miss Fang."

Fang Qiaoling rolled her eyes at Fang Zhili and bowed to Lin Ziping, saying, "I've heard of you. You were Ji Xun's classmate, and you even saved him before."

Seasonal tour?

Lin Ziping looked at the girl in front of him, as if he could smell some gossip.

"How did you recognize that I'm a woman? No one else could tell?" Fang Qiaoling asked incessantly, like a lark.

"Yes, Shaoying, how did you recognize her?" Fang Zhili asked as well.

Lin Ziping laughed and said, "The biggest flaw is in the girl's ears."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qiaoling immediately covered her ears.

Lin Ziping continued, "The girl's eyebrows are also different from a man's, and although her face is deliberately blackened, it is clearly different from the color of her hands. If we're going to go into detail, there are many ways in which a woman's speech and behavior are different from a man's."

Fang Qiaoling frowned and directed Fang Zhili, "Fang Zhili, take a few steps and take a look."

Fang Zhili took two steps helplessly: "No respect for elders."

“I don’t see any difference,” Fang Qiaoling said.

Fang Zhili said, "It's over, this girl is bewitched. Shaoying, you have to take responsibility. This girl is known for her obsession in the Fang family. Now she won't give up until she figures it out."

"Then it must be my fault." Lin Ziping said to Fang Zhili with a smile, and then to Fang Qiaoling, "Miss Fang can't figure it out in a short time. You can take your time to look and observe carefully in the future, and you will be able to see the difference. There are many people in the Imperial Academy, so you can distinguish them carefully."

Fang Qiaoling stared wide-eyed at Lin Ziping and said, "You know I'm a woman, yet you're not surprised that I went to the Imperial Academy?"

These words surprised Lin Ziping, who said, "The Imperial Academy isn't a den of dragons or tigers, so why can't you go there, young lady?"

Fang Qiaoling raised an eyebrow at Fang Zhili: "Brother, did you hear that?"

Fang Zhili said to Lin Ziping, "She's being unreasonable, and you're being unreasonable too. The Imperial Academy isn't a place for women. The girls' school is in Fanghua Garden."

Fang Qiaoling pouted and protested: "What kind of school is Fanghua Garden? It only teaches poetry, songs, calligraphy, painting, music, chess, and the precepts for women. I don't want to go there!"

"What are you saying? It was created by General Li Chuan. How come it's worthless in your mouth?" Fang Zhili tapped Fang Qiaoling's head.

"I didn't say anything wrong. If General Li Chuan knew that Fanghua Garden was in such a state, he would be furious..."

"Watch your words!" Fang Zhili interrupted Fang Qiaoling before she could finish speaking. "If you say another word, I'll send you to your grandfather."

“I didn’t say anything wrong.” Fang Qiaoling stuck out her tongue. “Don’t try to fool me. I don’t know what Mr. Tiger ate, but he made a ruckus all night. Grandfather didn’t sleep at all and is probably catching up on sleep now.”

Seeing that the two seemed about to start arguing again, Lin Ziping quickly said, "Yuezheng, Miss Fang, I'll go tell my companions who came with me. Please wait a moment."

Fang Zhili said, "No need, I have already arranged for someone to pass on the message to them."

“That’s right, the Imperial Academy isn’t far either, it’s just at the foot of the mountain, we won’t be there for long,” Fang Qiaoling said. “Don’t call me Miss Fang later.”

"Yes," Lin Ziping replied with a smile, "Brother Le Zheng is indeed very thoughtful."

"There's no need for such formalities between us," Fang Zhili said.

"If you keep nagging, it'll be dark by the time you finish," Fang Qiaoling said, stamping her foot in dissatisfaction.

Fang Zhili and Lin Ziping exchanged a smile and silently quickened their pace.

Before long, Fang Qiaoling was left behind.

"Wait for me!"

The three of them bickered and joked around, making the journey quite lively.

Sure enough, the Imperial College was located at the foot of the mountain, just two streets away from the place where Fang Qingmiao had been welcomed yesterday.

The three large, gilded characters of "Guozijian" (Imperial College) hung high, gleaming in the sunlight.

Is this the highest institution of learning in the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Lin Ziping felt a surge of emotion, a feeling similar to that of visiting a prestigious university and taking photos at the school gate in his younger days.

Fang Zhili identified himself, and the guards at the door came forward to check him before leading the three of them inside.

Before long, the three arrived at a gate with a plaque hanging above it, bearing the powerful and vigorous characters "Taixue" (Imperial Academy).

Seeing Lin Ziping staring at the words on the plaque, Fang Zhili explained, "These were inscribed by the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Lin Ziping thought of Fuchun Tower in Fuchun County, where the inscription was said to have been written by an emperor. He couldn't help but marvel at how leaders always liked to leave their calligraphy when they liked a place.

The three walked slowly along the path. Although it was winter, the sun was shining on them and they didn't feel cold. From time to time, they could hear the sound of students reading aloud. Perhaps because it was during class time, they didn't encounter many people along the way.

Occasionally, I would encounter a few people dressed in long gowns, walking hurriedly.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Fang Qiaoling said, "What's so interesting about this place? It's just withered vines and old trees, withered grass and trees everywhere. It's not even as nice as our home. Brother, I heard there are lectures at Dayong Hall. Let's go there and take a look."

Dayong Hall? A place for lectures?

That sounds much more interesting than just wandering around here.

"Although the path is scenic, we've been walking for quite some time. Brother Lezheng, why don't we find a place to rest?" Lin Ziping suggested. "You mentioned last time that Yang Jiadian is also at the Imperial Academy. How about we go see him later?"

"Alright, let's go to Dayong Hall to rest for a while." Fang Zhili shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, okay," Fang Zhiling replied happily, and winked at Lin Ziping when Fang Zhili wasn't looking.

Lin Ziping raised an eyebrow and returned her a smile.

Fang Zhili led the two toward Dayong Hall. The road gradually became lively, and some passing students even curiously looked at Lin Ziping and his two companions.

School buildings lined both sides of the road, from which one could hear the sounds of students reciting, teachers giving passionate lectures, and debates, creating a strong academic atmosphere.

Seeing this, Lin Ziping looked at Fang Zhili suspiciously, wondering if the kid had ulterior motives for leading him onto the path.

If you come to school and don't feel the youthful energy of the students, or immerse yourself in the taste of knowledge, what's the difference between this school and the outside world?