Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

The Baihe Academy on the hillside has pavilions and towers scattered in an orderly manner, with blue tiles and stone walls, ancient and fragrant, and towering ancient trees and swaying green bamboos on both sides.

A group of students were sitting or lying in the pavilion. On the bluestone beside the stream, someone was playing the zither. The heroic sound of the zither, in harmony with the singing, was full of the artistic conception of the world of martial arts.

"That's Ji Yuanyi. Is this song about swords? The sound is as loud as iron. Very interesting."

"That's right. Senior Brother Ji has been playing this piece every day since he came back a while ago."

They finally found a place to relax and rest, and when they heard someone playing music by the stream, they came over to listen.

Thus, the trend of singing and playing swords became popular in the academy.

“I wonder who composed this song?”

"Senior Brother Ji didn't say anything, I just said it was a good friend who taught me."

"Oh!" They were used to it. Ji Yuanyi was the kind of student who could rank among the top three in exams even without working hard. So when he occasionally appeared in the academy, it meant that the exams were about to begin.

"How are you preparing for this monthly and quarterly exam?" The person who spoke frowned and asked uncertainly.

"Hey, we're all out here to relax, just leave us alone. Even the book scholar is not as annoying as you!" someone complained.

"Do you think everyone is those two? You can get by with your eyes closed."

"I'm worried. I heard that the exam is going to be more difficult this time."

"Why?" After hearing his words, all the students gathered around him.

"The ranking list is coming soon. The teacher said that our minds will not be on our studies by then, so this exam is a little difficult so that we can recognize our own abilities in advance." The person who spoke shrugged.

However, before he could finish his words, he heard a burst of ghostly howling, "What a tragedy!"

Ji Yuanyi heard the commotion in the pavilion and stopped. He listened carefully and smiled in his heart. It turned out that the difficulty of the exam had increased.

These younger classmates of mine are really hard to kill. The teacher has to wake me up in the middle of the night to help them with the questions.

The girls in the girls' school were talking about something else. "I heard there's a new play called The Legend of the White Snake. It's very interesting!"

"You just found out. I went to listen to it two days ago. The opera only runs for five days. Unfortunately, last night was the last day."

"Why didn't you take me with you when you went to listen?" The little sisters immediately started to criticize when they heard it.

"Hey, don't worry. I heard that the Hua family has been invited to visit the garden. I'll call you when I get the news."

At this time, someone beside him said weakly: "Senior sister, we will have the exam in a few days!"

"Hey, exams are not as important as going to the opera. I received invitations from the Wang family and the Ma family a few days ago. I heard that there is also a script for the Legend of the White Snake!"

The girls' school and the boys' school were separated by only a wall. The families that could send their children to school were generally of good background, so naturally most of them knew each other, and it was not uncommon for them to get together for entertainment.

After hearing what the girls said, the students here also became eager to make a move. The witches and the scholars were itching to try their luck.

Ji Yuanyi listened for a while, then went back with his zither. The name "Legend of the White Snake" sounded familiar. It had been several days since he had gone down the mountain.

But when he remembered that he was turned away last time, he scratched his head helplessly and thought, forget it, he will go again after I’m done with the exam!

At this moment, in the study opposite the pavilion, Zhi Mo closed the window, glanced at Xie An who was flipping through a chess manual, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

The second wife has been here for so long, and some news has been sent back, but her husband has no intention of meeting her at all.