Crossing the Sword

Seeing Jingwei so lonely, Ye Shisan half-jokingly comforted her: "I was just joking. From now on, I will call you Jingwei like before. Don't accuse me of disrespect and send me to Caishikou for execution."

Jingwei was also amused by him and chuckled, "Go to hell, even if I want to execute you, it's impossible to do it in the vegetable market. Otherwise, who would dare to buy vegetables there?" After that, he ignored Ye Shisan and walked into the school.

Ye Shisan smiled knowingly and followed.

But they didn't know that rumors about Ye Shisan had already spread in Shangdang...

"Brother, have you heard? We have a master in Shangdang, whose martial arts can even fight against Jianyi of Baihuhou Mansion! I heard that his name is Ye Shisan, his shoulders are three feet wide, and he is two feet tall..."

"That's nothing. I heard that he is very smart and he found out on the spot that the murderer of Jianren was one of the White Tiger Marquis's own people."

The story spread like wildfire in Shangdang. The story became more and more exaggerated, and finally it was determined that Ye Shisan was the direct disciple of the Blue Emperor Fuxi, and had the ability to predict the future. He also had three heads and six arms, and fought with the White Tiger Marquis's guard for three hundred rounds. In the end, in order to save the guard's face, the game was settled as a draw.

However, as the protagonist of this rumor, Ye Shisan was completely unaware and was going through the admission procedures with Jingwei.

"You are the one recommended by Lord Yandi, good." The chubby principal said casually and continued to smoke. This sentence made Ye Shisanzhang and Ershizhang confused, not knowing what he meant by "good."

Ye Shisan said politely, "May I ask, Mr. Principal, what procedures are required?"

Jingwei didn't have the patience of Ye Shisan. He stepped forward and snatched the principal's pipe, put it on the table and said, "When can't we smoke? We are here to handle the admission procedures, not to watch you smoke!" Ye Shisan was stunned and thought: I didn't expect Jingwei to be so strong, but I like it, hehe. Ye Shisan was also a little unhappy with this principal. Jingwei just did what he wanted to do but was embarrassed to do.

The principal had his pipe taken away from him, but he didn't show any displeasure. He just smiled and said, "Princess Jingwei, you are too impatient." He then said to the middle-aged man who was concentrating on reading a book next to him, "Director Lu."

"Oh." Hearing the principal calling him, Director Lu, who was reading, looked up and asked, "When, Principal?"

The principal picked up his pipe again and said, "This little brother Ye is a transfer student introduced by His Majesty Emperor Yan. You can take him to report to the Yellow Class."

Director Lu turned his gaze towards Ye Shisan and saw Princess Jingwei beside him. He said hurriedly, "So Princess Jingwei is here too. I was so rude just now."

Jingwei smiled and said, "Director Lu, you are too polite. When we came, we saw that Director Lu was concentrating on reading, so we did not disturb him."

"So that's how it is." Director Lu said, "Then follow me."

The two of them followed Director Lu out of the principal's office building. A boy saw Jingwei from a distance and greeted her, "Princess Jingwei, what a coincidence! I'm going to class too. Do you want to go together?" As he said this, he ran towards Jingwei, and two other people followed closely behind him, but they didn't say anything.

"Okay." Jingwei agreed readily, then turned to Ye Shisan and said, "Shisan, I have to go to class too. You can just go with Director Lu." After a pause, he added, "If you're scared, I can go with you."

Ye Shisan smiled helplessly and said, "You think I'm a child? I'm going to the classroom, not the execution ground. What's there to be afraid of?"

The man who greeted Jingwei walked up to Ye Shisan, clasped his fists and said, "Hello, my name is Meng Lei, nice to meet you?"

Seeing the other party's friendliness, Ye Shisan also returned the greeting and said, "Hello, Brother Meng, my name is Ye Shisan, nice to meet you."

"We'll talk again next time we have the chance. Now we're going to class." Meng Lei turned around with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but no one noticed.

At the end of the day, Ye Shisan's gains were only average. The cultural classes were fine, and he learned a lot of new words. When it came to the magic class, he could understand some of it, but because he didn't understand the words, there were still some things he couldn't understand. The most frustrating thing was the martial arts class. The teacher was only a fifth-level mid-level cultivator, and the moves were extremely rigid. Ye Shisan fell asleep repeatedly.

On the way back to the palace, Ye Shisan was in deep thought. He now knew his own suffering. He originally thought that magic was also very simple, but after listening to the formal magic class, he realized how lucky he was to combine the Weak Water Sutra and his internal strength. However, it was also thanks to his lack of understanding of magic at the beginning that he dared to use his own understanding to combine the two. It is true that the ignorant are fearless, but fortunately he succeeded.

Now he didn't dare to continue to cultivate his spiritual power, and his internal power and magic were combined into one. He had to cultivate both at the same time, or he would not be able to make progress at the same time. For a practitioner, the most painful thing was probably not being able to make progress. If it was a bottleneck encountered during cultivation, it would be fine, but he didn't dare to continue cultivating because he knew only a few words. How could he not be anxious?

Jingwei watched him in pain and couldn't help asking, "Thirteen, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Shisan shook his head and sighed, "This won't work. This kind of group course is really not very helpful to me. I have to find a tutor tomorrow to first understand the writing of this era. Alas, I didn't expect that I would become illiterate one day..."

"Tutor? Illiterate?" Jingwei asked puzzledly: "What do these two words mean? I don't understand."

Ye Shisan chuckled and explained, "A tutor is a private teacher. In other words, I spend money to hire a teacher to give me special tutoring. As for illiterate people, they refer to people without culture, just like me now." He laughed at himself after saying that.

"Haha." Jingwei laughed and said, "You can come up with such a word. But you look very polite, and you don't look like an illiterate. And you often read books along the way. How can you say that you can't read?"

Ye Shisan smiled bitterly and said, "I know how to read, but those are the characters from my hometown." He took out his "ancient dictionary" and handed it to Jingwei, saying, "This is where I marked the characters here with the characters from my hometown. My top priority now is to complete this. Then it will be much easier to learn anything."

Jingwei looked at Ye Shisan's "Ancient Dictionary" with interest, then returned it to him and said, "The writing in your hometown is quite strange."

As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived outside the palace gate. The guards saw them and saluted and said, "Princess Jingwei, Young Master Thirteen, you are back. His Majesty is waiting for Young Master Thirteen in the study. He said he has something to talk to you about."

"Oh?" Jingwei asked, "Father, what's the matter with you, Thirteen?"

The guard replied, "Your Majesty did not say."

Ye Shisan asked awkwardly, "Where is the study?"