Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

524 Imperial City Academy, Emptying Lu Yuzhou’s Courtyard

It was a scenic drive along the way. Zuo Lin introduced the places loudly, and Han Muye and Mu Wan discussed softly as they looked at the scenery.

Although Mu Wan had come to the Imperial City a few days earlier, she had not visited the Imperial City.

The Imperial City was huge. Even if they were to stroll around, it was not something that could be done in a few days.

“That’s the Han Trading Company. This trading company entered the Imperial City only two years ago and it has already become quite a famous trading company here.”

Zuo Lin pointed to a shop with eight shopfronts and said.

“It’s said that the Han Trading Company started from Shuxi County and is related to the Western Frontier and the Eastern Sea. It also has the White Deer Mountain Academy behind it.”

Zuo Lin did know a lot of information.

All parties would naturally investigate the identity of a new trading company that had just entered the Imperial City.

The Han Trading Company did not hide anything and generously revealed its background.

Without any background, it would be difficult to grow a business in the Imperial City.

The carriage traveled for half a day before arriving at the Imperial City Academy.

Purple Qi turned into clouds and smoke, and the Great Spirit lingered.

The Imperial City Academy was surrounded by purple clouds, like a paradise.

Side by side, pines and cypresses lined both sides of the road.

They were surrounded by Confucian scholars who were either chanting or reciting.

The Imperial City Academy occupied an area comparable to a large city.

There were more scenic spots here.

“This forest of steles was left behind by the Academy’s instructor, Cao Quan. It’s said that Mr. Cao Quan learned calligraphy here for 30 years.

“Young Master and Miss, please take a look. The pavilion over there is the famous Drunken God Pavilion.

“Imperial City, this is where Mr. Liu Gonglin lived in seclusion back then.”

…

The Imperial City Academy had thousands of years of history. Which part of it wasn’t a story?

The carriage stopped in front of a tall gate.

Han Muye and Mu Wan looked up and saw a few words flashing with a faint golden spiritual light.

‘Imperial City Academy’.

“There’s spirit in the words, and the strokes are firm. The cultivation of this person who wrote the name is really extraordinary,” Han Muye said, his gaze landing on the signature below.

He said it softly.

The Half-Sage Deputy Head of the Imperial City Academy.

It was said that this expert lived in seclusion in the Imperial City Academy. He had not taught for a hundred years and no one had seen him.

A few people in scholarly robes came to the front of the carriage and asked Han Muye where they were going.

The Imperial City Academy did not restrict outsiders from coming.

Those who wanted to attend the academy’s classes could do so as long as they registered for them.

This was the spirit of the Imperial City Academy.

“My young master is going to visit—” Zuo Lin said, then turned his head slightly.

“Lu Yuzhou.” Han Muye’s voice sounded.

“Lu. Lu. Deputy Head.” Zuo Lin nearly bit his tongue.

Most of the Confucianists in the Imperial City Academy kept a low profile.

Many grandmasters would only come out to give a lecture once every few decades.

And that slovenly old man who looked like an ordinary old man on the street might be a grandmaster.

Many of them were famous and unattractive in appearance.

Among them, Lu Yuzhou was an exception.

In the past few years, the biggest event in the Central Continent, Dongshan County, was Deputy Head Lu achieving his Dao domain.

This was a major event that had not happened for thousands of years. Who wouldn’t know Lu Yuzhou’s name?

Moreover, this person’s reputation…

Zuo Lin’s heart stirred.

It was said that Lu Yuzhou had many illegitimate children!

Can it be? he wondered.

“Deputy Head Lu lives in the West Courtyard’s Qinghua Garden. Drive west.”

A scholarly-robed middle-aged man said as he handed over the brush and ink in his hand.

“Please leave your name.”

Han Muye reached out to take the brush, ink, and book. He saw that his visit to Lu Yuzhou’s residence was already recorded and he was just waiting for him to leave his name.

Looking up, his gaze landed on the words ‘Imperial City Academy’. Han Muye gently wrote his name.

After handing the brush and ink back, the carriage slowly left.

“Another visitor to Deputy Head Lu’s residence? Who is this?”

“Don’t tell me it’s another relative of his looking for him? Deputy Leader Lu’s affairs are endless.”

In front of the door, a few people chuckled and lowered their heads to look at the name on the book.

“Good calligraphy!” Someone exclaimed.

The words were firm, as if they were carved into wood.

The sharpness of the brush and ink could be seen.

“Do these words actually have some spirituality?” Someone raised his head and looked at the gate in front of him.

The words on the gate of the Imperial City Academy actually added radiance to the words on the book.

“Mu Ye?

“Mu Ye!”

A middle-aged man holding the book widened his eyes and slowly turned his head.

“The great cultivator of Confucianism who conferred deity titles with a single statement?

“The Great Cultivator that Deputy Head Lu addressed as brother?

“So young?”

Although it was rumored that the cultivator was extremely young, everyone felt that the rumors could not be trusted.

But looking at him now, the rumors were really trustworthy…

Zuo Lin, who was driving the carriage, had a blank look in his eyes. He did not come back to his senses even when the carriage drove into Qinghua Garden.

After asking the Confucianists along the way, the carriage stopped in front of a rather quiet courtyard.

Getting out of the carriage, Han Muye looked around.

“These two stone benches are good. And the inscriptions too. Zuo Lin, carry them into the carriage.”

Carry into the carriage?

Zuo Lin shuddered.

Can these things be taken away just like that? he wondered.

However, when he looked up and saw that Han Muye was studying other items, Zuo Lin gritted his teeth and bent down to move the two stone benches.

This would be the pledge of allegiance.

How could he gain the trust of this young master if he didn’t do something sneaky?

The two stone benches were extremely heavy. It took Luo Lin a great deal of effort to move them into the carriage.

Fortunately, he still had some cultivation. Although he had just entered the Qi Condensation Realm, he could still carry things.

As soon as he moved the two stone benches into the carriage, Han Muye pointed at a few flower pots in the small courtyard.

“Senior Brother, this Jade Epiphyllum is quite precious,” Mu Wan said in a low voice.

“It’s fine. I will take Lu Yuzhou’s things if I fancy them. He won’t dare not give them to me.” Han Muye waved his hand and pointed at the flower pots. “Take them away.”