When Su Ping left the Imperial Palace, he walked straight east without caring about anyone behind him, and soon came to Imperial College Street.

At the head of the street, there are eight painted archways with carved beams and painted beams. They are all in the form of two pillars with a sky-spanning belt. The pillars are all vermilion, and the forehead pillars are painted with golden dragons and brackets. There are kissing beasts on the ridges. The overall shape is unique and elegant.

The power appears.

Passing through the archway and heading south, you will reach the long-awaited Imperial College, the highest institution of learning in Daqing.

The structure of the Imperial College in Daqing is similar to the one in the previous life in the capital, but the area is much larger. With seven entrances in total, it is the most luxurious building in Yangjing besides the imperial city.

When passing through Juxian Gate, Si Yan asked Su Ping to show his surveillance photo. When he saw the word "case" on the security photo, Si Yan looked surprised.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and seeing no one around, Su Ping simply started talking to Si Yan.

Si Yan's name is Yin Dongqiu, he is about forty years old, and his appearance gives people a sense of loyalty and honesty.

The reason why Xie Donglai was surprised was because it was the first time he saw a regular student come to class.

This made Su Ping feel both absurd and advanced.

Yin Dongqiu told him that those who chose to donate to the prison were those whose families had no worries about food and drink, and who were lazy and lazy in their studies. They just used money to change their reputation. Many of the regular students had never been to the Imperial College.

As for revoking their academic status, it is not a problem at all for these people. They can just donate after revoking their academic status. It won’t cost much money anyway.

Over time, the Imperial College gradually gave up its control over regular students.

In other words, even if Su Ping didn't follow the rules of Chen Ji You San and come to the Imperial College to attend classes, no one would say anything.

This feeling... is the same as that of a bad boy who was abandoned by his teacher in his lifetime.

Although I had expected that regular students would not be taken seriously, I never expected that they would advance to such an extent.

In addition, if you want to take classes, there are a total of six classrooms for the third and third classes of foreign classes in the second entrance courtyard.

Every month, the foreign class will have two lectures to answer questions, and the rest of the time will be self-study.

The third entrance is the Shengzhen Hall, the Doctor's Hall, the Dianbook Hall and the Classics Hall, as well as the Biyong Hall where the emperor would give lectures when he was interested.

Further inside is the place where inner class students stay for classes, and foreign class students are not allowed to enter at will without any reason.

After understanding this, Su Ping not only did not feel annoyed about being classified as a poor student, but he was also very happy.

I came here to collect books, so it would be best if I didn't have to deal with anyone.

After thanking him solemnly, Su Ping followed the direction pointed by Xie Donglai and found the three-level classics hall.

The Classics Hall is where the Imperial College stores books for students from both inside and outside classes to borrow.

Su Ping pushed the door open and once again felt the surprise of stepping onto the second floor of Shuxiangyuan for the first time.

The area of ​​the Classics Hall alone is twice as large as the three floors of Shuxiangyuan combined.

Large and small bookcases and wooden boxes fill the entire classics hall.

"What book do you want to borrow?"

An old man was sitting behind the counter, holding a thick copy of "Qing Lv", and asked without raising his eyelids.

"Student Su..."

"There are no student books."

"..."

Su Ping was a little depressed, fearing that the old man would be impatient, so he quickly added: "Confucian and Taoist classics are related."

"The sixth shelf on the left hand is the classics of saints, the seventh, eighth and ninth are the interpretations written by Confucian scholars of the past dynasties, and the tenth shelf is the imperial examination masterpieces of the Daqing Dynasty for two hundred years." The old man said lightly.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes never left the "Qing Lv". It seemed that he didn't even care whether Su Ping was a student of the Imperial College...

Su Ping wisely chose to shut up and walked to where the old man said.

The Confucian and Taoist classics had been copied long ago, and what he came here for was the exegesis version and the articles on the classics.

Of course, the entire hall of classics may not be able to accommodate the annotations of saints' classics from ancient times to the present, and it is by no means the only ones.

But what exists here is definitely the version that is most consistent with the current school of thought and the most suitable for the imperial examination.

It would be hard to find for a fortune outside, but here it is available for the supervisors to borrow at will.

Su Ping didn't care whether it was signed by a true Confucian of the Five Realms or a Great Confucian of the Sixth Realm.

I didn't even look closely, I just passed by at a glance.

A quarter of an hour later, Su Ping had read through more than fifty books.

But he didn't notice at all that the old man behind the counter looked up from time to time, and gradually his eyebrows became twisted.

Suddenly, the old man's gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind Su Ping.

"Dirty books will be punished by ringing a bell for one month. Damaging books will be punished by a cane of twenty."

Su Ping suddenly shook his head and almost scratched the pages of the book in his hand.

so close……

"Why, none of them suit your taste?"

Without waiting for Su Ping to answer, the old man asked again.

Su Ping composed himself, turned around and saluted: "Students are still very ignorant and don't know what is suitable for them."

"Is it?"

The old man's eyes were narrowed to just a slit, and the huge bags under his eyes were drooping, making him look extremely gloomy.

He could see clearly what Su Ping had done just now.

At first I thought this young man was greedy, then I thought he was ungrateful, and finally I was deeply confused.

These interpretations were written by different Confucian scholars from different eras. Some are relatively obscure and profound, while others are somewhat straightforward and easy to understand.

If it was as he said, with little knowledge and no direction, how could he flip through dozens of books and keep them all at the same speed?

Unless his knowledge is extremely shallow, he is lying.

"I'll test you with a few questions."

The old man's heart moved, and he suddenly said, "If you can answer it, you will be allowed to come and go freely here from now on, without any time limit, and without interference. If you can't answer it... the Classics Hall can be run by people who have no choice but to learn and have no skills."

Su Ping's expression changed, and he nodded after thinking for a moment, "Excuse me, sir."

He didn't know if the old man saw something, but he simply couldn't refuse the old man's offer.

"What does it mean to be a good teacher?" the old man asked.

"The most taboo thing about people is to be a teacher."

Su Ping first quoted the original text, paused, and then said: "The biggest taboo of people is that they don't know how to be humble. They always like to be others' teachers, but they don't know that teachers are taught by others and are not selfish."

The old man nodded and asked, "Why are you so polite?"

"..."

Su Ping was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to scold her.

The etiquette of having a secretary originates from "Yi Li", which has more than ten thousand words. Do you want to memorize it by yourself?

In order to continue to plunder the Imperial Academy's wool, Su Ping had no choice but to secretly mobilize his talents and said: "There is Si Che who sweeps the hall. The Si Gong takes the wine. He burns the corpses and burns them. He burns the sheep, hogs and fish.

Sanding..."

As Su Ping continued to recite, the surprise in the old man's eyes became more and more intense.

The rituals of having a secretary are rare even in the "Rituals". Even the imperial examinations do not have questions related to them. How come there are still people reciting them now?

Also, the moment this kid started reciting, his whole demeanor suddenly changed, as if he had become a different person...

It's really strange.

The old man spoke again, directly interrupting Su Ping's recitation: "How about being poor without flattery, being rich without arrogance?"

"Yes. There are people who are not poor and happy, but rich and courteous." Su Ping answered without thinking.

"Do you believe that Master doesn't say anything, doesn't smile, and doesn't take care of yourself?"

"It is the fault of those who complain. Master always speaks later, but people never tire of what he says..."

Question after question, the old man asked questions faster and faster, often asking the next question before Su Ping finished answering. Su Ping's talent came into his head, and he answered faster and faster without thinking at all.

At this time, the old man no longer knew how to describe his mood.

Many of those questions, even if he were asked to answer them by himself, he didn't dare to say that he could answer them right away. However, with Su Ping, there was no pause at all.

This kid...has a photographic memory?

The old man was thinking about it, and suddenly his heart moved, and he asked: "Crazy man, your ambition is too high. Being unruly means not sticking to trivial matters. Being wild is more than leisure. Are you a conceited person?"

"A person who is jealous means he is too strict. A person who is honest means he is sharp and sharp. A person who is angry and violent means he will fight. A person who is foolish is ignorant. A person who is straightforward means he will go straight and follow his own path..."

Su Ping still answered without any pause.

And the moment he finished answering, the old man's narrowed eyes opened and he stared at Su Ping.

"Forehead……"
To be continued...