I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 8 The Young Lady and the Young Master

The Huoyun carriage came to a halt in front of the Xu family's private school.

First came down a maid in green with long, flowing hair. She looked about 28 years old. What was peculiar was that the ends of her hair were a light emerald green, and there were a few green leaves growing among her hair like hair ornaments. She raised her hand and lifted the curtain that kept out the dust and wind. "Miss, we have arrived at the Xu family private school."

A young woman, who looked about the same age as the maidservant, walked down from the carriage. She was wearing a waist-length skirt and a goose yellow shirt. Looking at her face, she had a pair of charming and elegant peach blossom eyes. Although a little immature, she was naturally beautiful. Her lips were red without any makeup, and her eyebrows were green without any drawing.

However, if you look closely at her eyes, you will find that they are a pair of peach blossom eyes that even a dog would find affectionate, and there is no emotion at all.

Worried about Chun Han, the maid took out a white shawl and covered the young lady's shoulders. "Young lady, wait a moment. I will go talk to the doorman and inform Master Xu."

The young lady shook her head slightly. "We have come here uninvited. It's a sudden visit. How can we ask the master to greet us at the door? We must not lose our etiquette."

The maid whispered, "It's true that Master Xu has some connections with the elders of the family, but he doesn't deserve to be treated so politely by the young lady, right?"

"We are the younger generation, so we must be polite. I respect the elders first, so he can't avoid me."

The young lady touched the Pisces jade pendant around her waist.

"I hope this time...it won't be another wasted trip."

……

"Sorry, the teacher is still on break. I'm sorry to bother you."

"The Master usually takes a nap at this time, usually for half an hour."

"I will inform you when the Master wakes up."

"You two can go to the guest room and rest for a while. If you feel bored, you can also go to the library in the private school to have a look. The Xu family's collection of books is also quite famous in Yunzhou."

"If nothing else, I'll go prepare for the afternoon class."

In the reception room, the man wearing a scholar's hat was nearly forty years old and had a rather casual attitude. He gave a few casual instructions and then turned and left.

The little maid, Luluo, stamped her feet indignantly and said, "Half an hour, he actually said that!"

She looked around and glared, "They didn't even offer us a cup of tea. Don't you know that guests are welcome?"

The young lady said nonchalantly, "The scholar who greeted us just now probably thought we were coming to seek refuge with Master Xu... Seeing us come uninvited and yet act so politely, he must have felt a bit of disdain in his heart, so it's only natural that he was a bit arrogant and dismissive."

Luoluo became even angrier: "Is this scholar blind? Why do we look like we're fleeing or seeking refuge?"

"He didn't see the Fire Cloud carriage in the academy just now, and we didn't bring any visiting cards when we arrived. We just asked the gatekeeper to announce it. It's not surprising that he behaved like this." The young lady remained calm after entering the private school. She was well aware of the importance of emotional stability for those in power. She said slowly, "Most Confucian scholars choose dishes according to the context. Otherwise, how would we know that scholars have evil hearts?"

Luoluo watched the young lady walk out the door, followed her and asked, "Where are you going, young lady?"

"Go to the library and take a look."

"Are you really going?"

"The Xu family's collection of books is indeed renowned throughout Yunzhou. Master Xu has profound knowledge of ancient books from past dynasties. Because of this, he knows secrets unknown to many people."

"Could it be possible to find the old man's whereabouts in the library?"

"Probably not." The young lady said casually, "Just treat it as passing the time. Since I'm here now."

……

The master and servant walked for a few minutes and soon arrived at the library of Xu's private school.

Although the scale of Xu's private school is not as good as that of an academy, it still has seventy or eighty students every year.

The Xu family's teacher is considered to be quite famous in Yunzhou City. Private schools usually do not allow noise, but the library, a quiet place for reading and copying, is particularly noisy today.

A group of young men were chattering in the library, making quite a noise. Among them, one person's clear and loud voice could just be heard.

"During the Battle of Changping when Qin conquered Zhao, Zhao Kuo was not incompetent, and Bai Qi was not bloodthirsty..."

Luoluo pricked up her ears: "Miss, is there anyone teaching in the library today?"

"I don't know, let's go and take a look."

The master and servant found a seat in a nearby corner and sat down.

Through the gaps in the crowd, I saw a young man in his twenties among the students, holding a copy of "Spring and Autumn Annals" and talking excitedly.

One student retorted, "If Bai Qi didn't have a bloodlust for blood, why would he have killed 400,000 people from the State of Zhao?"

The young man said calmly, "Because Bai Qi's goal is to destroy the country. Do you know what destroying a country means?"

The student thought for a moment and said, "Capture the king?"

The boy shook his head: "Think about it again."

The student thought for a while and said, "Capture all the enemy's cities?"

The young man shook his head: "Yes, but not entirely. Even if you occupy all the enemy cities, how can you ensure that they will belong to you forever?"

The student paused, wanting to say a word, but stopped himself.

The young man said calmly, "During the Warring States period, the answer is one word—'kill!' Because the goal of the Battle of Changping was to destroy a nation, and the most direct way to destroy a nation is to completely destroy the enemy's entire manpower! The goal of killing 400,000 Zhao soldiers was to completely destroy Zhao's population, making it impossible for them to organize an army strong enough to compete with Qin. Without 400,000 young and strong people, Zhao would have difficulty recovering within a hundred years. Therefore, the situation of Qin unifying the world has been irreversible since the end of the Battle of Changping." "This, this is a violation of the harmony of heaven..."

"It violates the harmony of Heaven. Killing surrendered soldiers has been considered unlucky since ancient times. Bai Qi's actions led to a tragic end, which naturally instilled a sense of fear in subsequent generations of generals." The young man spoke slowly. "By the late Qin Dynasty, there was no longer any need for bloody, utterly annihilating battles like the Battle of Changping. Do you know why?"

"Please teach me, little sir!"

"This needs to start from the aspects of identity recognition and national cultural integration..."

The other students lowered their heads and wrote down what was written.

Then another person raised his hand and said, "Young Master, I don't understand why you say that Zhao Kuo was not incompetent. He left behind a joke of talking about war on paper."

The young man asked in return, "If you were Zhao Kuo, could you hold out for a month, attempt a breakout four times, and keep your army from becoming disorganized or mutinous, even though your food and supplies were cut off and the Qin army was surrounded on all sides?"

The student opened his mouth and sighed dejectedly, "So we are the ones who only talk big."

The students around were writing notes furiously again.

At this time, another student stood up and said, "Okay, you have all asked questions, it's my turn!"

He immediately stepped forward and said, "Young Master, this is a math problem that the teacher left me two days ago. I've racked my brains but can't figure out how to solve it. Please, Young Master, save me! If you can't solve it, I'll be dragged away tonight and burned in the sky!"

The students who were about to take notes were stunned and immediately started cursing: "Why are you messing around when you're studying mathematics?"

"We want to listen to the little master's history!"

"I am a historian, and you are history!"

"Hit him!"

There was constant noise in the library.

The young man in the center, however, was unaffected and smiled helplessly: "Young people are just full of energy."

He was naturally Bai Xuan who came to Xu's private school to borrow books.

My initial target was a bookstore, but later I found that the bookstore did not have the relevant complete books. With the introduction of the owner, I came to the library of Xu's private school to borrow books.

At the door, Bai Xuan met a student who was studying the history of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. He discussed with him for a few sentences, and then more people came behind him. They talked to each other, and then the scene gradually changed from discussion to questioning and teaching.

It's not his fault... After all, Bai Xuan's life experience, experience and knowledge level are completely overwhelming. In addition, he did personally raise several apprentices in his previous life, and he has the "dignity of a teacher" and "light of enlightenment".

Back then, his forehead was also blessed by Master Kong with his fist.

At this time, most of the students in the library did not know Bai Xuan's background. Seeing that he was knowledgeable and talented, they subconsciously thought of him as a teacher in a private school or an accomplished senior.

The students who originally wanted to ask other questions were cut in line and were naturally very unhappy. After they started to make a fuss, the library became chaotic for a while.

The piece of paper that originally had the arithmetic problem written on it floated to the feet of the master and servant.

Green Radish picked it up out of curiosity: "Miss, take a look."

The young lady glanced at the paper and said, "This business problem... is indeed quite difficult."

She usually studies arithmetic in depth. Firstly, she has some talent in this area, and secondly, arithmetic is indeed useful to her... All the family business and industries are handled by her, so naturally she is particularly sensitive to numbers.

So while she was staring at the paper, she didn't notice that the boy had walked nearby.

While she was still thinking, the boy had already written down the answer on a piece of paper and took it away.

"?" The young lady was still in a daze at this time.

"Hey, wait..." Luoluo shouted, "If you don't know how to do it, don't write it down. My lady is almost figuring it out."

Bai Xuan replied calmly: "I won't write nonsense, this is the correct answer."

"You're talking nonsense. How could you figure it out after just one look?" Luoluo didn't believe it. How could anyone calculate so quickly? Even a scholar from the Hanlin Academy who was proficient in this art couldn't do mental arithmetic so quickly.

Bai Xuan smiled and did not argue. He turned around and handed the paper to the student who was being beaten. After receiving the paper, the latter immediately ran out of the library with his head in his hands.

Luoluo puffed up her cheeks and said, "Miss, this young man is not as pleasing as he was just now."

At this moment, the young lady came back to her senses. She exhaled and whispered, "His answer is correct."

Luoluo's eyes widened immediately.

"This young master is young, yet he has such profound knowledge. Master Xu has found a treasure."

The young lady cast a thoughtful glance, her eyes landing on the young man's neatly dressed, though not at all luxurious, clothes. "But, Xu's private school is so reluctant to even give him a decent new set of clothes?"

Luoluo said in sync: "Miss, are you thinking of recruiting her?"

"Things have their priorities. If this person is really Xu's talented child, it would be very unkind of me to poach him now." The young lady replied in a low voice.

At this time, there was a muffled sound outside the door.

The messy students were all startled by the loud exclamation. They turned around and saw a middle-aged, white-faced scholar standing at the door of the library, looking at this place with an unhappy face. Although he was not to the point of being furious, he looked like a hyena whose territory was disturbed.

(End of this chapter)