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Zhao Heng left the mansion and looked for a carriage.

It takes about two hours to travel through the place the maid said.

It is the real coming here in the so-called Nanji Academy.

Zhao Heng couldn't help being speechless.

Zhao Heng originally thought that Nanji College was not far from the palace.

But I didn't expect that at this time, I was almost out of the capital...

Remembering that Zhao Yang allowed him to come to Nanji College to study when he had time, Zhao Heng really felt a little conflicted.

This journey is really too far.

It was Yue Buqun who drove the carriage and carried Zhao Heng and Wei Zhuang for about two hours without stopping.

If it were someone else, the road would be a little slower in the dark, and it would probably take three hours anyway.

This back and forth was really fatal.

One day is spent on this journey.

No wonder the Jia family said that Jia Yu'er would not come back until evening!

After getting off the carriage, Zhao Heng looked around.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is very beautiful.

The four big characters of Nanji College engraved on the rocks at the foot of the mountain came into view, which was very eye-catching.

Wei Zhuang's feet moved slightly, his body flickered, and he found an open space to hide in the dark.

Zhao Heng took a deep breath, calmed down the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and headed down the mountain.

Walking to the door, Yue Buqun stepped forward and knocked lightly a few times.

"Squeak!~"

After a while, the door was pushed open.

A man in a sky-blue college uniform poked his head out.

"Is the person here a student who came to study?"

The person who probed was naturally the door boy of Nanji Academy.

Taking a look at Yue Buqun and Zhao Heng, one can see that Zhao Heng and Yue Buqun are extraordinary.

In addition, the attire of this body is not ordinary, but because the appearance is unfamiliar, he asked.

"A student? It should count."

Zhao Heng recalled what Zhao Yang said later, as if he said that he would come to Nanji College to study if he had time, and he would not use it if he was not free.

Hearing the doorman's question, he thought for a while and responded.

"Should it count?"

When the door boy heard what Zhao Heng said, he was slightly taken aback, he couldn't help shaking his head, and was about to close the door.

"Wait a moment!"

Yue Buqun watched the man's movements, and immediately threw out the long sword from his waist. The long sword was not pulled out, but the scabbard seemed to have touched the corner of the gate, preventing the doorman from closing the gate.

"The dean will know if we are students when he sees this!"

Yue Buqun handed over a very symbolic jade pendant to Zhao Heng, and couldn't help saying.

The door boy was a little suspicious, looking at the jade pendant, although he didn't quite understand the specific value of the jade pendant, he could still tell how precious the jade pendant was, and pondered for a moment.

"Wait a moment, I will report to the dean."

After thinking for a while, the door boy took the jade pendant, and when he closed the door, he saw a long sword on the door pressing against it, so he said to Yue Buqun.

Hearing what the door boy said, Yue Buqun withdrew his long sword.

The doorman closed the door and left.

After about half a stick of incense, the door opened again.

"Come in."

The doorman presented the jade pendant and saluted Zhao Heng and Yue Buqun.

"Student, do you know where Miss Jia Yuer is now?"

Yue Buqun took the jade pendant, returned a gift, and asked.

"Are you here to see Miss Jia? Come with me."

The door boy was very talkative, he walked in front first, Zhao Hengyue and the others looked at each other and followed.

After walking a few steps, a commotion was heard.

"You can't see someone as big as Ben Shao?

Do you know how precious my clothes are?You servants, what do you eat every day! "

There was an arrogant and domineering voice that could be heard from far away.

Even the doorman who was leading the way for Zhao Heng and Yue Buqun stopped at this moment, as if he wanted to wait for the things ahead to subside.

Zhao Heng followed behind, but he didn't seem to hear it. When he saw the doorman stop, he also stopped.

It's been a long time.

After the quarrel in front disappeared, the doorman breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the two calm faces behind him, and couldn't help whispering.

"You can go on!

The man just now was the son of Dudu Cao, and he had a bad temper. "

After finishing speaking, he continued to walk forward. Behind him, Zhao Heng's eyes were calm, but his steps seemed to be a little heavier.

After passing through several rugged mountain roads, we finally stopped outside a large courtyard.

"My lord, wait a moment, I'll call Miss Jia."

The doorman bowed his hands to Zhao Heng, and then headed towards the other courtyard.

Not long after, the door boy came out and saluted Zhao Heng, told Jia Yu'er to come soon, and left.

After a while, Jia Yu'er came out from the other courtyard.

With a look of doubt on his face, he held a scroll in his hand.

When Yue Buqun saw Jia Yu'er coming out, he quietly retreated a little further away.

When Jia Yu'er saw Zhao Heng in front of her eyes, she couldn't help being taken aback, and said with some surprise.

"Your Highness...Your Highness, why are you here?"

With a smile on his face, Zhao Heng didn't say anything, just looked at Jia Yu'er.

When Jia Yu'er was stared directly at by such eyes, her calm state of mind was as if a stone had been thrown into it, causing ripples.

There seemed to be a touch of sweetness in my heart.

"I'm coming to see you. You're holding a scroll in your hand. Are there any articles?"

Hearing this, Jia Yu'er's face flushed slightly, and the scroll in her hand was brought up in a panic.

"This is the task given to our students by the college, and each of us is asked to compose a poem.

I'm almost dying of worry. "

Zhao Heng looked at the above article carefully, and it seemed that there was a topic about persuading people to read books.

"Do you mind if I write it for you?"

"do not mind!"

Hearing what Zhao Heng said, Jia Yu'er said it directly, but felt her face getting hotter and hotter.

"Go, there is a pen and ink inside, go in and write!"

Before Zhao Heng could speak, Jia Yu'er's heart ached. After leaving this sentence, she turned around and walked inside.

Zhao Heng immediately followed, and before leaving, he winked at Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun nodded slightly, and turned Zixia, leaving only streaks of lavender light in place, and jumped directly onto the roof of the yard.

With lightning-like eyes, he observed his surroundings.

And Zhao Heng, who entered the courtyard, looked at the pen Jia Yuer handed over, took it, and waved his hand.

It was written directly under the scroll.

After Zhao Heng finished writing, he rolled it up before Jia Yu'er came over to read it.

"Wait, the ink isn't dry yet..."

"I helped you complete the mission of the academy, how about you doing me a favor?"

"Can you guarantee that the poems you write can pass the test?"

Jia Yu'er's eyes flashed with cunning, and she replied with a smile.

"If you can pass the test, I will definitely help you!"

When Zhao Heng heard this, he smiled even more.

"It's natural, you can pass the test for sure! Don't worry!"

"Then...then I believe in you, just tell me, if there is anything I need to help you with, if I can help, I will definitely help you!"

The blush on Jia Yu'er's face hadn't dissipated, and she didn't pay much attention to the poems written by Zhao Heng.

But thinking of helping Zhao Heng, he was still very happy.

"Accompany me to the Mingyue Tower."