#521 - Stealing Chicken
After bidding farewell to Vice Minister Jia, Xiao Mo Chi and the other three headed to White Deer Peak at White Deer Academy.
White Deer Peak is also the main peak of White Deer Academy, where the Dean of the Academy resides.
In recent years, it wasn't that they hadn't seen the Dean of White Deer Academy.
Although the Dean of White Deer Academy no longer accepted disciples, he would occasionally give lectures.
In most people's minds, the Dean of White Deer Academy was a serious and highly knowledgeable person.
Although everyone had limited contact with the Dean of the Academy, due to his position, coupled with the rumor that the Dean had once lifted a mountain and crushed a demon cultivator sect, most disciples of White Deer Academy both feared and respected him.
So, when the four of them arrived at White Deer Peak and saw the Dean of White Deer Academy, they abandoned their usual playful expressions, stood in the courtyard, and waited for the Dean of White Deer Academy to come over.
Before long, an old man walked into the courtyard.
The old man's age seemed to be about the same as their teacher's, or even a bit younger.
At least, the Dean had fewer white hairs than their own teacher.
"Disciples pay respects to the Dean."
Xiao Mo Chi and the other three bowed simultaneously.
The Dean of White Deer Academy stood in front of the four of them and smiled, "From today onwards, I will be your teacher. My name is Qi Zheng Ju. You can call me Teacher, or you can call me Dean, whichever you prefer."
"Teacher Qi," the four of them cupped their hands in a salute.
Looking at the four of them, Qi Zheng Ju nodded: "My White Egret Peak hasn't accepted disciples for three or four hundred years. There are many courtyards halfway up the mountain. Whichever one you fancy, just go and tidy it up."
"Yes, Teacher."
"Alright," Qi Zheng Ju waved his hand, "There are no classes today. The four of you can go and tidy up your residences. Classes will start tomorrow."
"Yes."
Xiao Mo Chi and the other three walked to the middle of the mountain and found four connected houses, one room each, which was much more spacious than living in the dormitory together before.
However, Nan Wen Mo didn't feel that way.
Because the female disciples of White Deer Academy all had their own rooms.
This could be considered one of the few preferential treatments for the few female disciples of White Deer Academy.
The next morning, a bell rang at White Deer Peak.
This bell hadn't been rung for three or four hundred years.
And when the bell rang, Xiao Mo Chi and the other three had already arrived in a classroom.
Standing at the front of the classroom was the most respected elder in the world.
When the Dean of White Deer Academy personally lectured them on the classics, he truly realized the talent and aptitude of these four individuals.
In the 30,000-year history of White Deer Academy, the talent of these four could definitely rank in the top ten!
Especially that young man named Xiao Mo Chi.
His Confucian talent had reached a point that even the Dean of White Deer Academy couldn't reach. At least, in the history of Confucianism, there had never been such a person.
If this young man wasn't so hot-tempered and restless, and didn't focus much on reading, his achievements would be limitless.
"What a waste of talent," Qi Zheng Ju sighed.
"Forget it, how can this be rushed?"
Regarding Xiao Mo Chi wasting his talent, Qi Zheng Ju knew that Jia Junjie had told him many times, but if it were useful, Xiao Mo Chi would have changed long ago.
Many times, geniuses are like this.
They have talent, but they don't focus on their talent.
Unless they experience something that makes them truly realize that they must be serious, they will fully unleash their potential.
In fact, this process is also an indispensable training for their body and mind.
Qi Zheng Ju was wondering how long it would take, and what kind of opportunity it would take, to make Xiao Mo Chi truly serious.
Time passed day by day, and the time Xiao Mo Chi and the others spent studying at White Deer Academy was easy and pleasant.
For them, they only needed to complete their homework and study their subjects every day, and their realms would continue to increase, as if there were no bottlenecks at all.
Especially Xiao Mo Chi.
Xiao Mo Chi could always use much less time than them to complete the tasks assigned by the Dean.
And he had very unique insights.
He learned everything much faster than others.
It's just that…
The time Xiao Mo Chi saved was not spent on learning, but on eating, drinking, and having fun.
"Mo Chi, I think Teacher Jia is right. In fact, among the four of us, you are the most talented. You shouldn't waste your talent like this," Wang Sheng Han said earnestly to Xiao Mo Chi one afternoon.
He really felt that Mo Chi's playfulness was a waste of his talent.
"Hahaha, where do I have any talent? Besides, even if I have talent, isn't talent used to save more time for fun? Otherwise, what use would I have for this talent?"
Xiao Mo Chi's answer was completely indifferent.
"You…" Wang Sheng Han sighed.
"Let's not talk about this. Sheng Han, Xiao Liu, Wen Mo, I discovered something, that is, the Dean raises a lot of guinea fowl in his backyard.
Those guinea fowl are exceptionally plump, and they are all free-range, so they must taste very good.
Why don't we go steal two chickens and roast them?
When the time comes, sprinkle some cumin chili powder on it, it must be very delicious!"
When Xiao Mo Chi said this, he subconsciously lowered his voice and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
"Mo Chi, how can this be? How can we scholars steal? And steal the teacher's chickens!"
Wang Sheng Han, who was always mature and steady, naturally expressed his opposition.
"Sheng Han, what you said is wrong. How can the affairs of scholars be called stealing? It can only be said to be borrowing.
You see, although we borrowed a chicken from the teacher, we will buy a guinea fowl chick and put it back in, wouldn't that be the same?"
Wang Sheng Han: "…"
"I still object. I feel like it's not good to do this," Wang Sheng Han shook his head.
Xiao Mo Chi smiled slyly: "I knew you wouldn't go, but it's okay, are you two going? When the time comes, I don't believe that the smell of roasted chicken will be in front of him, and he won't eat it."
"Go, definitely go, I've been thinking about the Dean's chickens for a long time!" Lu Xiao Liu agreed.
Nan Wen Mo even wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth: "Let's do it tonight!"
