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Chapter 34

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    It will soon be the fifth day of March.

    Yu Mingyang, dressed in clean student robes and carrying a bamboo bookcase, walked along a flat and winding mountain road to the high east platform of Taiyang Academy.

    Dongtai is a highland second only to the main hall in the academy, on which three wooden-structured schools with wide gates are built, and this is also the place where the academy imparts some unique knowledge.

    Yu Mingyang's major is Anshan Aboriginal Language, which is one of the few majors that needs to be called by the Dutang after he completes his studies, because all his tuition fees are paid by the Duhufu.

    If nothing else happens, after a few years of studying in the Academy, he will be sent by the Protectorate to serve as a resident envoy among the indigenous tribes near the Anshan Mountains, responsible for managing trade and maintaining the relationship between a certain tribe and the Protectorate.  relationship between.

    He was also prepared for this, but he never expected that he would be transferred here to learn another unheard of indigenous language just a few days after entering school.

    Because it is related to his future, he is also quite disturbed, not knowing whether this matter is good or bad for him.

    After walking up to the East Terrace, he walked along the stone path surrounded by flowers to the outside of the school. There were two rows of school guards standing here, each with a gun and a spear.

    Seeing him coming, someone immediately came up to inspect the paperwork and name cards, and after a series of strict questioning, he was let in.

    Yu Mingyang stepped up the steps and saw an open gate with five pillars in front of him. He first changed his shoes after being signaled by the assistant outside, and then walked in.

    Once inside, I found that this building has a unique structure. There are no columns in the hall. It is spacious and bright, with a wide field of vision. You can directly see the majestic Anshan Snow Peak outside.

    Walking on the almost smooth floor, he had a feeling that he was above the top of the clouds and was level with it, and his mood was not much more comfortable.

    There are six rows of low desks in the school, the distance between them is just enough for one person to walk by, and there are incense burners to warm hands and bamboo racks for storage next to the desks.

    At this time, he saw a slender girl sitting here. Although the teacher has not arrived yet, when she sat there, her small body was still upright.

    He didn't dare to be rude, and when he came to the front, he cupped his hands and said, "Ladies are polite, and students are more famous."

    When the girl saw her, she also stood up, and wished him all the blessings, saying: "Young man is polite, student An Chu'er."

    It was only then that Yu Mingyang noticed that the pupils of his eyes were slightly golden, and it was not difficult to see that he was of Anren blood.

    However, there was no abnormality on his face, because most of the people who learned the indigenous language were of mixed race, and Tianxia people like him were rare.

    He looked around, chose a seat slightly back and sat down, arranged all his things, and waited quietly for his husband to arrive.

    Not long after, the noise outside gradually increased, and some boys and girls entered the school one after another, all of them were very polite and greeted each other.

    Due to the arrival of these students, the originally empty school was injected with a lot of vitality.

    A squat little fat man sat down next to Yu Mingyang. He had a ruddy complexion, fair skin, pink and tender like dough. When he saw Yu Mingyang, he grinned, cupped his hands and said, "Duan Neng."

    Yu Mingyang also cupped his hands and said, "Yu Mingyang."

    Duan Neng said: "Brother Yu, what did you major in before you came here?"

    Yu Mingyang replied: "An Renyu."

    Duan Neng's eyes widened, and he said, "Amazing, Brother Yu."

    Yu Mingyang was taken aback, it was the first time someone praised him so much, he said modestly: "It's just a small way."

    "No, no, no," Duan Neng came over, patted him on the shoulder, winked at him, and said, "Brother Yu, I will rely on you when I get down."

    Yu Mingyang hurriedly said: "Brother Duan is serious."

    At this moment, the crowd suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming, and then a girl with a delicate face and slightly golden pupils broke in.

    She is petite, but she walks aggressively. She is wearing a traditional Tianxia lady's dress, with a forehead ornament on her forehead and silk gloves on her hands. At this time, she was suddenly stopped by someone, so she impatiently  He untied the dagger from his waist and threw it to someone outside before walking towards the case office.

    She ignored the people around her and went straight to the front and sat down.

    Yu Mingyang took a careful look outside the classroom, only to find that a dozen or so tall attendants appeared there, which were clearly brought by that girl.

    He thought about it, this girl obviously has Anren blood, but she can walk around the Taiyang Academy with her guards. It seems that there is only one family in the Duhu Mansion

    thinknbsp; "I'm not convinced!"

    Yang Ying was very angry, she really wanted to shout out this sentence, but she still had a memory after suffering a loss, so she could only mutter angrily in her heart:

    "Why am I alone?"

    Zhang Yu didn't care about her little emotions, and began to slowly tell the origin myth of the Jianpao tribe.

    In fact, the students present have heard a lot of tribal myths and legends near the Anshan Mountains. They are nothing more than creation, disaster, conflict, reproduction, and salvation.  Some details are roughly the same.

    However, these things depend on who is talking about them.

    Zhang Yu has the skill of "language rhyme", and his speaking voice is very enjoyable to listen to, which makes those complicated and awkward god names not so repulsive.

    Not only that, he narrated a piece of creation myth that looked very ordinary in a heroic and passionate way, and all the students unconsciously substituted into the situation, not only them, but even the attendants outside were affected by it  , I also listened to God.

    It was only when the sound of broken jade sounded outside that he suddenly realized that the lecture was over.

    Everyone felt that there was still something to say.

    Zhang Yudao: "That's all for today's lecture. All of you have to go back and write down what I said today, see how much you have memorized, and hand it over to me tomorrow."

    Since I have taught the students, of course I have to leave homework, which is also my responsibility to the students.

    "What? Still have homework?"

    Yang Ying patted the table and stood up with raised eyebrows.

    Zhang Yu glanced at her and said softly, "Sit down."

    Yang Ying's face flushed red, her eyes widened, she clenched her fists, groaned twice, and thensit down anyway.

    Several attendants stood outside, but they looked forward, pretending not to hear.

    Zhang Yudao: "The class is over, so I won't remember your mistakes, remember the rules, and don't do it again next time." After speaking, he opened the sleeves of his robe, stood up, and walked out.

    He had just walked out of the school, but he heard urgent footsteps chasing after him, as well as the sound of breath, so he stopped and looked back, and said, "An Chu'er, what's the matter?"

    An Chu'er ran up to him, first bowed solemnly to him, then handed over the umbrella she was holding in her hand, and said gratefully: "Sir, do you still remember that you lent the student an umbrella that day, and the student has been  I want to find a chance to return it to Mr.

    Zhang Yu took a look at the umbrella and said, "It hasn't rained these days, so don't tell me you keep your umbrella with you all the time?"

    An Chu'er nodded seriously: "Yes, the student doesn't know where the husband lives, so he just thinks that he can return the umbrella when he meets him someday."

    Zhang Yu took the umbrella over and said, "I just noticed that in school, you are the most attentive student.

    After being praised, An Chu'er was delighted, and said seriously: "Sir, I will continue to work hard."

    "Well, yes, remember to do your homework."

    After Zhang Yu left this sentence, he walked down the ramp to the bottom of the platform.

    But at this time, a handsome young man came out of the hall separated from the school by a wall. He saw Zhang Yuyuan's figure, smiled slightly, and walked down the platform from another direction.

    He came all the way to a secluded courtyard in the southwest of the academy, and after greeting the assistant in front of the door, he walked into a garden full of fragrant fragrance without hindrance.

    Qiu Xueling was watering the flowers here at the moment, and when he heard his footsteps approaching, he asked without turning his head, "How is it?"

    The young man stood behind him, clasped his hands together, and said, "Teacher Zhang, this Zhang Fu taught very well. While speaking the language, he also thoroughly analyzed the cultural sources behind it, making it easy to understand."

    Qiu Xueling said: "Very good."

    At this time, the young man asked: "Teacher, do you need students to retell what happened today?"

    Qiu Xueling waved his hand and said, "It's unnecessary. My original plan was to try to get the language of the Jianpao tribe from him, and then communicate with that tribe first, so that we can leave him alone. But since  Now that he has taken the lead, everyone knows that the language was taught from him, so there is no point in continuing it, you just need to listen carefully, and try to replace it when you formally communicate with the Strongpaw Tribe  good.

    The young man smiled and said, "Yes, teacher, the students will work hard."

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