Chapter 231

"Brother, that white-skinned man really knows how to write such poems?" Wang Yang, who had no choice but to car with Li Yu, had just gotten into the car, and Li Yu couldn't wait to ask.

"Well, it should be..." Wang Yang was really not sure whether the white-skinned barbarians who were in the darkest period of the medieval world had a cultural industry now. Maybe those white-skinned barbarians were now squatting the big cannibals on the Spanish Peninsula to the death.

Or maybe many white-skinned barbarian countries are fighting for the right to speak with the pope. In short, the talented man of Wang Dazi, who almost covered the entire surface of the earth, is really not very clear about the current situation in the West.

"That kind of poetry is really different from my Song Dynasty. By the way, why did that place be a small religious leader who acted as the emperor and ruled so many vassal states?" Li Yu asked one question after another.

Wang Yang did not expect that Li Yu was actually very interested in the Western religion and political system, so he naturally would not hide it. He began to tell Li Yu about the Western historical heritage and the origin of his political system in a teacher's tone.

When Li Yu heard this, he looked fascinated, but he never expected that the white-skinned barbarians outside the land of China had created a political system that was very different from the land of China.

Just when I wanted to have a deeper exchange, the carriage had stopped and I learned it.

Taixue means university, or it should be said that this is one of the highest institutions of learning in the feudal era. As for the Imperial College, it is more like the Ministry of Education. There are Imperial College, Taixue, four schools, law and calligraphy. Each school has a member of the academic master, in charge of academic affairs, and a supervisor, who specializes in supervising students' discipline, as well as doctoral students, assistant teachers, classics, direct lecturers and other academic officials.

After entering the school, students of the Imperial College, students of Tai, and students of the four students should study according to the future examination of Jinshi or Mingjing. After entering the school, students pass the exam every three months. If they have excellent grades, they can be promoted to the house, and there are the lowest level of the house, which is the alternative title of the poor student.

The kind of person who is a little better than the poor student, and at least he can read the book is called the middle-aged and sacrificial student. The upper-aged and sacrificial student is selected by the best-choice exam every three months of the third month.

After becoming a sacrificial student, of course, the exam has to continue. The exam is divided into two types. One is a private exam, that is, the school exam, once a month, and the public exam is presided over by the court officials, once a year.

If they can achieve excellent exams for two consecutive years, they will become the best and sacrificial students, that is, they will directly participate in the palace examination and be awarded an official. In other words, they do not need to take the state examination and provincial examinations anymore, they can go to the palace and go to the emperor to become officials.

Because there are no one who is not admitted when they arrive at the palace examination, it is just an exam designed to be particularly distressed to be the emperor's child.

If one is one or one is one is one is one is one is one is exempted from the Ministry of Rites exam, but one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is exempt from the state exam, but one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is one is exempted from the state exam,

Wang Yang did not understand until yesterday why Li Qingzhao had to cry and shout that he had to come here to go to school. With the talent of Wang Dacai, or in Li Qingzhao's eyes, Wang Yang's talent could completely level the entire Imperial College.

Then, as an outrageously excellent, the best and most sacrificial person, he directly participated in the palace examination and became a feudal bureaucrat, and went further and further on the road to the loyal builder of feudal imperialism.

Wang Yang looked at the tall lintel and never expected that he would step back into the campus. For Wang Daba, who entered a small class from the age of two, studied until he graduated from undergraduate studies, and had been in the school for nearly twenty years, had been able to sweep the campus, could defeat senior students, and whisper to the director of the teaching, this was definitely a very familiar environment.

With Li Yu, the biological son of the Taixuezheng, as his referee to the school, he completed all the admission procedures.

After all this, Li Yu reluctantly said goodbye to Wang Yang, saying that after school in the afternoon, he rushed to Wanhong Cuju Club to continue practicing football, and Wang Yang naturally would not refuse.

Following the clerks in the Imperial College, we arrived in front of a classroom. At this time, the time for class was very close. Many students who were dressed like Wang Yang rushed towards the classroom. At this moment, Wang Yang saw a familiar figure.

After thanking the clerk, Wang Yang smiled and greeted Zhao Mingcheng who was about to step into the classroom. "Wang Miangu, where can I go!"

Wang Miangu, who was walking towards the classroom door while bragging with the man next to him, subconsciously turned his head and saw Wang Yang's tall big dragon and tiger strolling towards him. He was so scared that this guy was so scared that he stepped back and staggered and sat down on the ground, raising his hand. "Don't come over, what do you want to do?!"

Regarding Wang Miangu's strangeness, students inside and outside the classroom could not help but turn their attention to it.

Only then did this guy Wang Yang slow down and showed a gloating smile. The two rows were enough to make the actors who were toothpaste advertising envious, jealous and hated, and the white teeth were so bright that they were dazzling.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much. I just said hello, but I didn't expect you to be so scared. As the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. You can be scared like this in broad daylight. I guess you must be unable to sleep at night during this period of time, right?"

"Huh? This, isn't this Mr. Wushan?" As soon as Wang Yang finished speaking, a voice suddenly appeared in the classroom over there and shouted in surprise.

"Mr. Wushan, could it be the one Wang Wushan who won the first place in the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Club?"

“It’s really like it,”

"What's really like? It's obviously him. When I was in the state test that day, I met Mr. Wushan outside the gate. I didn't expect that he would appear here."

Wang Yang no longer paid attention to Wang Miangu, who was sitting on the ground and his eyes changed a lot, and his heart was thrilled. Instead, he raised his hand and clasped his fists around him. "It's Wang Yang, Wang Wushan. From today on, I will study here at this Imperial Academy. Please give me some advice."

"Wow! Mr. Wushan has become our classmate..."

"I have met Mr. Wushan in Xiahu xx."

"In the next Li xx, I have met Mr. Wushan..."

There were less than thirty students in one classroom, but now they all squeezed to the door of the classroom. Some greeted Wang Yang, and some wanted to see clearly what Mr. Wushan, who has been famous for a long time but has not been able to see the real person, looks like.

Wang Yang stood gracefully and returned the favor one by one, smiling and polite, which really fully demonstrated his gentlemanly demeanor.

Only Wang Miangu, who sat down on the ground and stood up in a mess, saw Wang Yang's radiant appearance, was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood. Why does this shameless man always seem to be in dispersed and always appear in front of him to show off?

Looking around, except for two hardcore relatives and friends who were standing beside him, almost everyone rushed to Wang Yang to kneel down and lick him. Wang Miangu suddenly felt that his journey to Imperial Academy seemed to have begun to become dark.

"Who is so bold? Is it still elegant?!" At this moment, a sudden sound suddenly started to sniff.
Chapter completed!