"What are you looking at? I've seen you looking like this from afar." Yang Liyang looked at the door while talking.

"It's nothing, I just haven't noticed it before. I just discovered it today. The words on the plaque of this college are very good!" Zhang Buyi said calmly.

Hearing this, Yang Liyang also raised his head and looked at the plaque.

"Let's go, it's getting late, don't be late!" Zhang Buyi said as he took a step forward.

When Yang Liyang heard this, he immediately followed.

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From the fact that Jingle Academy is named after Jingle, we can know that it is officially the best academy in Jingle City.

In addition to the reasons of the times, many people in Daxia are seeking change, and the academy is of course a place at the forefront of the times, so it has a sense of a fusion of ancient private schools and modern universities.

Even teaching is now divided into old and new schools. The conservatives still only study Confucian classics, while the reformists have reduced the proportion of Confucian classics and started to learn new learning.

Zhang Buyi belongs to the reformist group and already has the so-called class distinction.

There are about twenty people in Zhang Buyi's class, which is quite large. Everyone is about the same age. They are all around seventeen or eighteen years old, and there are only two or three in their early twenties.

However, the layout of this classroom is still similar to that of an ancient private school.

The entire classroom has no walls on three sides, only a few pillars to support it, a long desk with water, mats and cattails, obviously people sitting on the floor, and two pavilions for discussing Taoism...

The only side with a wall is for Master's lectures, and there is no blackboard. Overall, the layout is more like a private school.

Zhang Buyi and the two came in relatively late, and many people had already arrived. Everyone was sitting in their seats, whispering to each other.

And in the corner that Zhang Buyi didn't notice, a young man saw Zhang Buyi and his pupils shrank slightly. It seemed that he was quite frightened when he saw Zhang Buyi coming to school.

Then he immediately concealed his expression and read his book calmly again.

All Zhang Buyi's thoughts were attracted by the weird painting style in front of him.

There were about twenty people, the majority of whom were wearing traditional gowns like him, and some were wearing Chinese tunic suits.

As for the Chinese tunic suit, most of them have long hair, and only a few have short hair.

The gathering of these people together made Zhang Buyi feel that the style of painting was really weird, as if it was a great intersection of eras.

"How's it going, Wen Yue, are you sure this time?" Zhang Buyi just sat down, and a man behind him, wearing a traditional gown like him, asked.

"What?" Zhang Buyi looked back in confusion.

Li Wenhan, whose cousin is named Yu, also lives in the west of the city, and his family owns a catering shop. His family background is the same as when his family was not ruined, and he belongs to a poor family.

"The results of yesterday's assessment are about to come out today!" Li Wenhan replied, with a hint of expectation and anxiety in his words.

When Zhang Buyi heard this, memories emerged in his mind.

Yesterday, some people were called and a special test was held. The content of the test was different from the previous ones. It was said that it was based on different questions given to different people.

In addition to testing some basic learning content, his test questions seemed to be more about medical issues.

"Not bad!" Zhang Buyi replied after hearing this.

"That's quite a certainty, and I feel pretty good about it." Yang Liyang also interjected at this time: "I heard that this assessment was specially prepared because of the lack of people in the new system reform."

Yang Liyang's voice was not quiet, and it instantly attracted the attention of many people.

"Really? Doesn't that mean you can become an official directly?" asked a classmate in a long shirt.

"Dingtian is just a yamen errand, why are you so excited?" Among the crowd, a rather good-looking young man wearing a Chinese tunic suit, a short-cut round hat, said.

He is the one who dresses most like a modern person in the entire classroom.

Zhuge Mingxin, whose courtesy name is Zigu, is a disciple of the Zhuge family among the three major aristocratic families in Jingle City.

The other party's information flashed through Zhang Buyi's mind.

"Really, if that's the case, then why did you work so hard to participate in the assessment yesterday?" Yang Li replied lazily.

"My that is..."

Without waiting for Zhuge Ming to argue, everyone sat back down and the surrounding area quickly became quiet.

A middle-aged man walked up to the teaching desk in front of him from the side. He was also wearing a dark Chinese tunic suit, short hair, and a Chinese tunic hat. He exuded a rich and elegant temperament.

This is their master, Kong Xianzhang, one of the backbones of the reformist faction of Jingle College, who is quite famous.

Among the two major factions in the academy, the conservative and the innovative, Kong Xianzhang was able to take turns in both.

It was also because of the reformists that Zhang Buyi had the opportunity to continue studying, so the original person respected this master very much. The master also valued Zhang Buyi very much and always looked after the original person.

Of course, this is not an unreasonable love, the main reason is that the original student has a good academic performance, and as a disciple from a poor family, he can compete with wealthy disciples like Zhuge Mingxin and Yang Liyang for first place.

You know, in this era, even traditional Confucianism is difficult to access without wealth, let alone the reformists who have to learn new things.

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Chapter completed!