The Great Song Dynasty: You were put in charge of teaching, and you produced a whole bunch of prime

Fanlou was the most notorious den of iniquity in Bianjing (Kaifeng).

Five main buildings soar into the clouds, with flying bridges and railings connecting the light and shadow, beaded curtains and embroidered lintels, and flickering lamps and candles.

This is a paradise for the rich and a forbidden zone for the poor.

At this moment, the area in front of the main gate of Fanlou was completely surrounded by people.

Dozens of disheveled and grime-covered examinees craned their necks, staring despairingly at the top of the main building—

On that towering flagpole, a red brocade pouch fluttered in the wind, as if silently mocking the helpless scholars below.

"That's way too high!"

Someone gestured to indicate the height, their neck aching: "It must be three stories high! How are we supposed to get up there?"

"Use the main entrance!" someone shouted.

"Go my ass!"

The candidate in front pointed at the several burly, menacing-looking guards at the entrance and angrily cursed:

"These vampires said that if you want to go up to the third floor, the minimum charge is ten strings of cash! Ten strings! I wouldn't even be worth ten strings if you sold me!"

Ten strings of cash are enough for an average family to live on for a year. For an exam, this cost is far too high.

"Then...climbing the wall?"

"If you're so good, you do it." The examinee pointed to the corner of the wall. "A skilled martial artist tried to climb it, but the walls of Fanlou were coated with tung oil to keep thieves away, making them as slippery as eels. That guy fell halfway down and is still lying in the clinic now."

"How about forming a human ladder?"

"We tried it, it collapsed after only two floors, crushing a section of the structure."

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, and a chorus of groans erupted.

I can't get in, I can't climb up. This brocade pouch is right in front of me, yet it feels like it's on the horizon.

"Who came up with this dirty trick? Is Jiang Shanchang playing us for a fool?"

Just when everyone was at a loss, across the street from Fanlou, on the roof of "Juyunlou".

A young man dressed in coarse cloth shorts, with his cuffs and trouser legs tightly tied with strips of cloth, was half-squatting on the roof ridge.

Wang Shao.

Instead of wasting his time down there like the others, he went around to the other side and climbed onto the roof of the restaurant from the pile of debris in the back alley.

At this moment, he was squinting, his gaze fixed like a hawk on the corner of the eaves of Fanlou across the street.

He's calculating.

"The distance is approximately 32 feet."

"The drop is half a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters)."

"Wind direction: northwest, tailwind."

Wang Shao extended a finger, feeling the wind speed, and calmly recited a series of data.

His gaze was focused and frantic, completely ignoring the fact that he was standing more than ten meters in the air.

At that moment, someone below finally spotted him.

"Holy crap! Look! There's someone on the roof over there!"

That shout drew everyone's attention.

"What's that kid up to? He wouldn't be thinking of...?"

"Jump over there?! Are you crazy?! That's a distance of 10 meters! And there's no space in between!"

The crowd erupted in chaos, with shouts of alarm and cries of dissuasion filling the air.

"Hey! Dude up there! Don't do anything rash!"

"If this falls, it'll be smashed to pieces!"

Some onlookers, eager for drama, even started clamoring: "Come on! Place your bets! Jump over it and you get three times the payout! Fall and die and you get one-time payout!"

The portly manager of Fanlou was also alarmed. He came running out, his large pregnant belly protruding, and shouted, "Hey! What are you doing? Those glazed tiles are imported from the Western Regions! If you break them, I couldn't afford to pay for them even if I sold myself!"

Wang Shao ignored these discussions.

In his world, only this invisible "road" remains.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and then slowly exhaled.

At that moment, the world seemed to stand still.

The stillness was broken in the next moment.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Wang Shao moved. He started running wildly on the roof of Juyun Tower, each step heavy and powerful, crushing the tiles under his feet with a series of loud cracking sounds.

He was accelerating, sprinting, like a leopard hunting on the edge of a cliff.

At the very edge of the eaves, he stomped down suddenly, and his whole body soared into the air!

"rise!"

The timid ones below covered their eyes and screamed.

Before everyone's eyes, the gray figure drew a breathtaking arc in the air.

The wind whistled in his ears, and a feeling of weightlessness instantly enveloped his entire body, but he did not close his eyes. Instead, he stared intently at the point of impact.

Nearly.

closer.

"Give me...right!"

Wang Shao suddenly contracted his abdomen in mid-air and thrust his legs forward.

"Splash!!!"

A crisp sound echoed through the long street.

He landed on the eaves of the second floor of Fanlou!

The immense impact shattered the tiles beneath his feet, sending fragments flying. His body lurched forward, and he was about to lose his balance and fall.

At the critical moment, Wang Shao gripped the beast head on the roof ridge with one hand like an iron hook, swayed in mid-air for a moment, and then used the momentum to flip over and land steadily on the eaves.

"Whoosh—!!!"

The crowd below erupted in deafening gasps and applause.

"Amazing! It really flew over!"

"Is this still a scholar? He's a thief!"

"Awesome!!"

Wang Shao did not stop. Like a nimble monkey, he used both hands and feet to quickly climb up the Fanlou building, following the layers of brackets and eaves.

Tung oil walls? They were no obstacle to him at all; he stepped on roof tiles and gripped the roof beams.

A moment later, he climbed to the top floor of Fanlou.

The flagpole is right in front of us.

Wang Shao strode over, snatched the red brocade pouch from his hand, clutched it tightly, turned around, waved it at the stunned crowd below, and grinned:

"Thank you for the meal!"

After saying that, he did not return the way he came. Instead, he leaped from the third floor to the second-floor awning, smashing a few tiles with a "crack," and then rolled over to dissipate the force, landing steadily on the street.

The crowd automatically parted to make way, their eyes filled with awe.

Wang Shao dusted himself off, tucked the brocade pouch into his pocket, and swaggered away.

"My God!!!"

Just as everyone was still savoring the incredible leap, a piercing scream shattered the atmosphere.

The portly manager of Fanlou shakily climbed up to the second floor, looking at the large hole trampled into the eaves of his house and the green fragments scattered all over the ground, and trembled with heartache.

"Glazed tiles! Those are glazed tiles imported from the Western Regions! There's only one set in all of Bianjing!"

The fat shopkeeper squatted on the ground, holding a few green fragments, crying like a child who had lost his father:

"Ten strings of cash per piece! There must be seven or eight broken pieces!"

He held up his fingers and began to count: "One, two, three... eight pieces! A full eight pieces!"

"Eighty strings of cash! Gone! All gone!"

The fat shopkeeper suddenly jumped up and roared from the depths of his soul in the direction where Wang Shao had disappeared:

"You little brat! Don't you dare run away! Come back here! Pay up! Pay for my tiles!"

The waiter cautiously approached: "Boss, should we report this to the authorities?"

"Why are you applying for official positions! They're here to take the entrance exam for the academy! They might become officials someday!"

"Then...this money?"

The owner of Fanlou rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Find that Jiang guy and get compensation! He's the headmaster of Jingshi Academy; he can't hide forever! Come on! Let's go to Jingshi Academy to collect the debt!"

……

The three-day deadline is fast approaching.

However, the battle was so brutal that it was unbearable to watch.

More than 300 candidates turned Bianjing City upside down, but only three actually obtained the secret pouch and kept it.

Wang Shao relied on his physical skills, Shen Kuo relied on "magical arts," and Zhang Dun relied on... "open robbery."

Apart from these three "monsters," the others were either swindled out of their fortunes by the fake talisman or were wandering aimlessly in the streets like headless flies.

Amidst this despair, there is one clue in the brocade pouch that is most awkwardly placed:

"A place of solemnity under the emperor's feet."

At this moment, at the end of the Imperial Street beneath the city walls, dozens of examinees who had not yet received their brocade pouches had gathered.

They were all covered in dust and dirt, clutching the crumpled piece of paper in their hands, staring at each other with wide eyes and their faces filled with despair.

"This...this means we're being led into the palace?"

A scholar pointed to the majestic palace gate in the distance, his voice trembling: "Jiang Shanzhang is trying to kill us! Trespassing on the palace is punishable by death!"

"That's right! Just now, some brave guy tried to get close to the palace gate, but before he even got within ten paces, the Imperial Guards jabbed him back with a spear shaft, and his buttocks were all swollen from the blow!"

"This problem has no solution! It's a dead end!"

The candidates sighed and lamented, some even questioning their future: "Is Jiang Shanchang kidding us? He never intended to give us this spot in the first place, did he?"

Su Shi was also mingling in the crowd watching the spectacle, his arms crossed, looking on with schadenfreude at the group of unlucky fellows.

"Tsk tsk, that's pathetic. I told you that cop was useless."

Zhao Lingjun also squatted down at the foot of the imperial city wall, so angry that he wanted to tear up the note:

"Liar! I've searched the entire Imperial Garden, and there's not a single hair to be found!"