Chapter 1790: Some are here to try their luck
Chapter 1790 Some are here to try their luck
"What the **** is going on?" I went to six or seven houses one after another, and they were all greeted with headaches. Hu Moyu, who was scolded to death, held his head, and his face was wrinkled into bitter gourd.
"It doesn't make sense, this is different from what you said. Are these people so righteous?" Lorne frowned. She believed in Humo's words and believed that these people would indeed accept gifts, but how did they get here? Is it different?
The attitude of each one is dragged into the sky, and they are still swearing, what is going on? If this is not an academy, if you don't see that those guys, even if they are just stewards, are all good at strength, plus they are indeed a bit impure, Miss Yiluo's temper will have long gone.
"No way, just one night these people have changed their mistakes? I don't believe it." Hu Moyu was also confused.
At this moment, the three of them saw a disciple visit the housekeeper with their own eyes, then took out a gift, and were finally greeted in with a smile.
Gu Fenghua frowned. Are these butlers selectively accepting gifts, or... just not accepting them?
"Let's go, find a place to live, anyway, tomorrow is the day when the palace is opened, and maybe there will be an answer at that time." Gu Fenghua said lightly.
Everything is so obvious. Of course, Gu Fenghua guessed the trickiness, and Hua Mingyu's boring face also appeared in his mind. This guy still didn't learn well, but there was no way, who allowed this idiot to have a backstage.
It seems that it is not so easy to practice and practice in an academy!
However, Gu Fenghua snorted in his heart, so what? Soldiers come to cover the water and earth. As for Hua Mingyu, he still has to be beaten if he has a chance. This mental retardation is just a beating. I hope I can beat him smarter in the future.
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In the early morning, a faint mist floats in the mountains, and the morning sun falls on it, like a golden wave surging. An academic palace stands in this golden sea of clouds, which is more solemn and sacred.
Although it is still early, the gate of Xuegong has long been crowded with young people from various sects, and everyone's face is full of yearning and expectation.
"Why are there so many people, I thought there were only a few hundred people." Looking at the crowd, Lorne said in surprise.
Although there are many large and small sects under the jurisdiction of an emperor, the number of people recruited by an academic palace is limited. There are only two places for the high-grade sect, and only one middle-grade sect (in some special cases, the middle-grade sect can have two Quotations), the lower-grade sects will have three competing for a quota. According to their original expectation, the sect’s children who are lucky enough to come to an academy to practice and practice are no more than hundreds of people, but if you look at the current situation, at least there are There are tens of thousands of people.
"Almost, every time an academic palace opens and accepts disciples, in addition to the children of the major sects, there are also some strong people who shun the world, and other major sects will also send disciples to practice and practice. Together, it may be possible. Thousands of people." Hu Moyu said casually absent-mindedly.
Listening to his words, the two of Gu Fenghua suddenly realized. Think about it, too, a school recruiting disciples must come from large and small sects from all directions. It is impossible for all of them to rush to Lanshan City, and they are only a part of them.
"So there are some people?" Lorne asked again.
"Everyone else is here to try their luck." Hu Moyu replied.
"Take luck?" Lorne was even more puzzled.
(End of this chapter)
