Little Saint Manor.
This was the time when people were talking.
The quaint and magnificent buildings glowed slightly under the sunlight, causing everyone's faces to turn slightly red!
It had been a long time since the Great Scholar Xun Zi had taken in a disciple!
Now that they had obtained this opportunity, how could they not be excited?
As long as he was recognized by the great scholar Xun Zi, even if he was only an in-name disciple, it was still a supreme honor!
There were also people who frowned, looking very disappointed.
It was obvious that the results did not meet his expectations.
Just as some people were happy and some were worried, the young man who had been silent and had his head lowered in the corner slowly raised his head.
He looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes revealed a slight confusion.
What was this place? He had transmigrated?
"Next disciple, Zhao Ming!"
someone called out.
"I told you to go!"
Seeing that Zhao Ming didn't move at all, as if he was overwhelmed by a huge surprise, the person beside him hurriedly pushed him.
So this person's name was Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming noted down the identity information without batting an eyelid. He nodded slightly at the person and walked step by step along the path that the crowd avoided.
Then, he saw a sage-like and handsome elder at the head of the table.
The elder sized him up. His expression was calm, and there was a hint of displeasure between his brows.
At this moment, Zhao Ming had already roughly figured out his situation.
This place was probably a place of inheritance.
This elder was the one who decided whether he could become a disciple here.
He had just arrived and knew nothing about this place, so he could only maintain his silence.
Among all the excited faces, this unique silence became calm and trustworthy in the eyes of others.
"Martial Uncle, although this kid has no special skills in the previous test, he won because he was not discouraged in defeat. He has a bearing in his heart and can be kept!”
A young man praised.
"Not necessarily. This child's comprehension of the sword path is average. Even if his temperament is good, how can he be apprenticed to martial uncle?”
Another person refuted by the side. The young man who had spoken earlier smiled and shook his head when he saw this. He did not continue arguing.
The old man who was surrounded by the two of them was already a little impatient.
They had never seen a disciple being deliberated for so long. The voices below gradually became noisy.
"Why isn't Martial Granduncle sure? Is this person talented?"
"A talented person would have long been accepted as an inner sect disciple or a personal disciple! How could this be? I think it's like chicken ribs. It's tasteless to eat and a pity to throw it away!”
Someone spoke, causing the surrounding people to secretly laugh.
"Our scholarly faction is currently one of the most prominent schools of learning in the world! Why worry about not being able to find talent! It's a pity to throw it away!"
"I saw that Second Uncle-Master has spoken. Is he pleading for this person again?”
"I've seen this person before. His sword-arts are average, and the scholarly path of the sword isn't refined. In my opinion, he's at most an in-name disciple!”
Zhao Ming quietly listened to the discussions around him and extracted some important points.
Firstly, he had taken on a master from the scholarly faction's Martial Granduncle.
If he succeeded, his status would definitely rise along with this old man.
Secondly, the current scholarly faction could be considered a master of its generation.
Logically speaking, it was a good start.
However, the last sentence about swordsmanship and swordsmanship gave him a bad feeling.
Could it be that the scholarly faction cultivated the sword path in a world of high martial arts?
Before he could react, the old man reluctantly nodded.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother, for becoming Uncle-Master's in-name disciple!”
The young man who spoke first turned around and smiled at Zhao Ming.
His attitude immediately made the others jealous.
"Why is Martial Uncle Yan Lu's attitude towards him so good?”
"Could it be that he really has something extraordinary about him?”
The few of them gathered together and discussed animatedly.
Zhao Ming, who overheard their conversation, was stunned.
Yan Lu?
Could this be Qin Shi?
The sage-like old man above was Xun Zi?
"Since you've already become Martial Uncle's disciple, you should share some of the burden of the scholarly faction.”
At this moment, Yan Lu was already looking at Xun Zi with a gentle smile.
"Shidi, can you go to Xianyang and take Fusu to study Confucianism as Shishu?”
Yan Lu looked at Zhao Ming eagerly, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Zhao Ming looked back silently.
During the reign of Emperor Gaowu of Han Dynasty, Emperor Daqin of Han Dynasty went to teach Fusu Confucianism.
He taught the son of the first emperor, who ruled the country with Legalism, to be soft-hearted and soft-hearted.
It was simply asking him to die.
He wasn't stupid. This kind of stupid behavior wasn't his style.
Just as Zhao Ming was thinking about the possibility of avoiding this matter or even withdrawing from the scholarly faction, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
The host has joined the scholarly faction. The conditions have been met. The Scholar System has been successfully activated!
Scholar System?
Zhao Ming's eyes flashed.
It sounded interesting.
However, the prerequisite for activating this system was to enter the scholarly faction. It seemed that he would not be able to leave the scholarly faction for a while.
Since this path didn't work, he would find another one!
Zhao Ming looked at Yan Lu. Yan Lu was a little stunned by his gaze.
Why did this junior brother's eyes make him feel a hint of danger?
It wasn't that his junior brother was hostile to him, but…
Yan Lu thought for a long time before he understood.
This was somewhat like a bone-chilling feeling when meeting a natural enemy.
Junior Brother clearly looked so kind, so why did he give her such a feeling?
Yan Lu shook his head and defined his feeling as an illusion.
Perhaps he was too tired today?
He thought doubtfully.
"I will do my best to fulfill your request.”
He smiled at Yan Lu politely but perfunctorily.
It was better to go to a quiet place first and figure out what this Scholar System was.
The apprenticeship ceremony ended.
Xun Zi had taken in one disciple, two official disciples, and ten in-name disciples. Someone led them to their rooms.
This was exactly what Zhao Ming wanted.
He returned to his room and closed the door behind him to check the system's attributes.
System Name: Scholar System
< System Function: Reading can activate the corresponding moves and obtain Knowledge Points. Knowledge Points can be used to level up.>
He pondered for a moment and opened his interface.
[Host: Zhao Ming (Scholar's In-Name Disciple)]
[Knowledge Points: 0]
[Mastered moves: None]
Zhao Ming looked at the rather shabby interface and was very speechless.
Since it was a Scholar System, why not try to see what kind of impact reading would have?
With a thought, he sat in front of the table and picked up the bamboo slips on the table, flipping through them.!!!
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