NOVEL Red Heart Patrols the Sky Chapter 2235 - 9: Is This "Righteousness"?

Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Chapter 2235 - 9: Is This "Righteousness"?
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Chapter 2235: Chapter 9: Is This "Righteousness"?

The Jixia Academy is truly a laid-back place, but that doesn’t mean the people here aren’t hardworking. On the contrary, the instructors teach with great dedication, and the students are all very earnest.

The so-called looseness and casualness are a sense of ease that comes from within.

Everyone works hard during class, but before and after class, they’re all laughing and joking.

Perhaps because it’s so secluded, external pressures rarely seep in. The people here aren’t like those in Linyi City, always hurried, as if they’re afraid of running out of time.

After leaving Gui Platform, Jiang Wang immediately went to attend a Buddhist class.

The instructor mainly lectured on the "Lotus Sutra," along with an analysis of a set of Buddhist Great Handprints... The lecture was decent, although the instructor wore a perpetually pained expression.

It’s hard not to face hardship when practicing Buddhism in Qi Country.

Including Jiang Wang, there were only three people attending the class.

The other two were talents nurtured by the academy from a young age, a male and a female, sitting in the corner.

They didn’t look kindly upon Jiang Wang, who suddenly intruded.

Jiang Wang paid them no mind, listened to the whole class, and frequently engaged in discussions with the instructor.

This excitement was evident in Yan Chanyi, the academy’s instructor, who probably had been talking to himself for too long. Even after class, he was reluctant to leave, constantly asking if Jiang Wang would return tomorrow or the day after, subtly hinting at greater Buddhist teachings...

The male and female stayed in the corner, exchanging glances, not paying any attention to the lecture. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Jiang Wang doubted whether, when it’s their turn to serve, they could meet the academy’s standards.

The Qi Court invests energy and resources in them, not for nothing.

If they can’t enter places like the Institute of Techniques or Beast Taming Workshop, they’ll have to serve as laborers in mines or fierce beast nests, or go to places like the Lost World or the gate of all demons to fill numbers...

Of course, this wasn’t something Jiang Wang needed to worry about; everyone has their own choices.

The atmosphere in Jixia Academy is free, but the coursework is actually intense.

Each class is about four hours, basically from dawn to dusk, just time for three classes.

Of course, from the Yin hour to the You hour, the academy always has instructors teaching, with more than one instructor teaching at the same time.

What classes to take, how many classes to take, are all choices for the students to make themselves.

But even the most diligent people can only take a maximum of four classes per day.

The hours of Xu, Hai, Zi, and Chou are left for students to practice or rest on their own.

Today, between the Yin and Mao hours, there were no classes Jiang Wang wanted to take, so he practiced himself until the Mao hour before heading out.

Following the Daoist class and the Buddhist class, his third class today was Confucianism. freewebnovel.cσ๓

The instructor was the renowned Ru Xiangqing.

Jiang Wang was held up talking too long by Yan Chanyi during the Buddhist class, causing him to miss the start time.

Even using the Flat Step Qingyun Immortal Technique to rush all the way to the "Zhengda Guangming Institute," he was still fifteen minutes late.

He hadn’t felt this nervous about being late for a long time!

Back in the City Taoist Institute, he never almost missed a class, despite having to take care of An’an, feeding, dressing, and sending her to private school every day.

The only time he missed a class was before An’an arrived in Fenglin City. Once, he was coaxed by Du Yehu to drink with Zhao Rucheng, Ling He blocked the way and Fang Pengju came to help, resulting in all five of them getting drunk... They all missed the class and stood outside the classroom as punishment, getting a good scolding from Xiao Tiemian.

Especially at this moment... Ru Xiangqing was sternly disciplining a student, and this scene brought back old shadows from the past.

"Wu Zhou, Oh Wu Zhou, what do you know about righteousness? What is benefit? At your age, you already dare to debate righteousness and benefit, and you claim to understand human nature? You’ve been too high above, not knowing the hardships of daily life. You should really go see the fields, live in the beast nests for a while, and see how some people live!"

Jiang Wang stood innocently at the courtyard entrance, wondering whether to slip in quietly or wait until Ru Xiangqing finished his reprimand before greeting him.

As Ru Xiangqing looked over angrily, his gaze softened upon seeing the newly appointed Marquis Wu’an: "You’re here? Find a place to sit."

Many students in the courtyard revealed incredulous expressions, turning their heads and wondering if a prince or princess had arrived, to receive such leniency from Old Demon Ru—after all, the princes of Qi Palace have all studied at Jixia Academy.

Upon seeing Jiang Wang, nobody thought much of it.

The youngest military marquis in the Daqi Empire, his status is no less than that of a prince!

In the Zhengda Guangming Institute, desks were lined up, and students sat upright, the Four Treasures of the Study spread out on their desks.

The podium at the front was clearly elevated.

In Confucianism, the teacher-student relationship is considered a very important moral relationship, and its hierarchy is extremely strict.

Compared to the overcrowded Daoist class, and the sparse Buddhist class, the Confucian class was more moderate, very much reflecting the mean, with less than twenty people, including Jiang Wang.

Among them were acquaintances Xie Baoshu, Bao Zhongqing, Wen Lianmu, Lin Xian, and Gu Yan.

Upon seeing Jiang Wang, Lin Xian silently pulled out the chair beside him—afraid to call out due to Old Demon Ru’s temper. After attending a few classes, he’d witnessed several instances of hand slapping, which were truly terrifying.

Jiang Wang clasped his hands together, making an apologetic gesture, then walked towards Lin Xian.

Xie Baoshu was seated on the outermost seat but didn’t seem to notice his old neighbor, with his head down, focused intently on reading.

Jiang Wang sat down; on his right was Lin Xian, behind him was Gu Yan.

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