Chapter 11 Is Tathagata Palm difficult?

Chapter 11 Is Tathagata Palm difficult?

Zhao Yushu spent a few minutes thinking carefully about why he wanted to apply to this academy.

The first thing, of course, is to conform to the identity of a traveling scholar, just like monks and Taoists who travel around and always hang out everywhere. It is not right for a scholar like you to go to the Eastern Capital and not go to a college to study, but just rent a yard and wander around.

The second reason was to protect himself. He believed that if there was any place that could withstand the pressure from Prince Fu's Palace, a relatively detached place like the Academy would be the first choice.

I don't ask them to protect me, as long as I can buy myself a little time to escape, it's enough. Of course, this doesn't mean that the academy should directly confront the Prince Fu's Mansion. I just need to withstand the first wave of summons when the Prince Fu's Mansion suspects me and there is no solid evidence.

All these inferences come from the books I read today. The White Horse Academy is not only an academy, but also one of the top training bases for monks in the Tang Empire. It is not an exaggeration to call it a sect. Even the royal family has a vague fear of the academy.

And now, I seem to have forgotten to sign up...

"I think it's still in time. After all, I've never heard of anyone missing out on the college registration. You can go check it out tomorrow morning." Xiao Jingling was a little speechless.

"Okay, let's talk about tomorrow tomorrow and spend today today. Let's go and continue shopping."

Facts have proved that such things as a chance encounter every three steps and an accident every half a day only appear in TV dramas and novels. The chance encounters every two or three days across half a country are simply forced by the plot. At least Zhao Yushu spent more than an hour strolling in the night market without encountering any good things.

After all, Dongdu is a big city with millions of people. I know less than ten people from Dongdu. Except for the two people who are trying to get a place in the inn and the hidden Yun Gu, the rest of them basically have a grudge against me, so it's better not to meet them.

The next morning, Zhao Yushu didn't dare to sleep in. He got up early, had breakfast, and hurried to the academy with Xiao Jiling.

Heading north, after passing through six or seven markets, Zhao Yushu stood on Tianjin Bridge. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Just three days ago, he had escaped from the Eastern Capital along the Luo River.

I guess the princess and the guests all thought I was dead. Even if they thought I was not dead, they would definitely think I was afraid to return to the East Capital.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, but this trick can only be used three times. This is the theory that an uncle told his students who love to drive mechas. Zhao Yushu chose to believe him.

Not far from Tianjin Bridge is the Imperial City. Except for a few special palaces that were only occupied by the emperor during his inspection, the rest were directly awarded to the emperor's younger brother, the current Prince Fu.

The White Horse Academy was on the east side of the imperial city, just across the street from the east wall. Zhao Yushu thought of the cold and cruel princess and shuddered subconsciously. Was this dangerous place too dangerous?

Who knows, one day when you go out, you might run into him head-on. The princess glared at him and said, "Hey, kid, I always feel like we've met somewhere before. Someone, take him back and beat him up for a few days before asking."

The gatekeeper at the academy looked at the black-clad young man in front of him with a puzzled look on his face: "Are you sure you came from Xijing to take the exam?"

"Absolutely no lies!"

"The exam starts in three days, and you just arrived yesterday?"

“Strictly speaking, I arrived the night before yesterday.”

"Old Qin, I have been the gatekeeper of the academy for most of my life. You are the first one who dares to apply for the exam in the last three days. You are a talented person. Give me your household registration certificate."

Doorman Qin? He sounds familiar. Zhao Yushu hurriedly took out his ID and handed it over.

Uncle Qin looked at it carefully and handed it back: "Enter the door, pass through this room, turn left and go inside, pay the money in the main room, ten taels."

"Registration costs money?" Zhao Yushu was shocked.

"If it's free, everyone will sign up, and that would be chaos."

“What about the children from poor families?”

"If you are really talented, you will be supported by your local officials and gentry. How can you be short of money? Are you here to mess around?"

Zhao Yushu puffed out his chest and said, "Of course not, I have money!"

"Then hurry in!"

Now Zhao Yushu finally understood how Wang Yuan and Ouyang Wen could rent a luxurious inn for half a year and how they could go to Tianxianglou to find a girl whenever they wanted. He thought they were second-generation rich, but now it seems more likely that they received a large scholarship.

In this world, the imperial power and the aristocracy are very friendly to scholars. No wonder Jade Rat left himself such a way out.

Similarly, scholars who received benefits would pledge loyalty to the powerful in return, forming a cycle of benefits, commonly known as: learning literary and martial arts, goods and imperial families

Thinking that the academy is also one of the largest training bases for monks, Zhao Yushu has a deeper understanding of why the power structure of this world is so stable.

After paying the money and getting the certificate, Zhao Yushu could finally consider the last small question: What if I fail the exam?

"Little Smart, you are a local of Dongdu, right?"

"That's right. I was born in the suburbs of Dongdu. But I came to Dongdu to make a living when I was ten years old. It's been six or seven years, so I'm very familiar with it."

"Seventeen years old, about the same age as me. Then let me ask you, what are the subjects of the college entrance examination?"

Little Smart looked embarrassed: "I, I don't know many words, you ask me, isn't it like inviting a eunuch to a brothel, it's just insulting me?"

"If you don't understand this, what's the point of keeping you!"

"You are a scholar, don't you understand?"

"Aiya, you evil creature, you dare to talk back? Take this Tathagata Palm from me!"

Zhao Yushu slapped Xiao Jiling lightly on the back, but before he could pull his hand back, he heard a surprised voice behind him: "Brother, are you a secret disciple of Dabei Temple? You have mastered the Tathagata Palm! Is your hair fake?"

Zhao Yushu turned back in astonishment and looked at his hands: "I was just joking, uh, I don't know how to do it..."

Behind Zhao Yushu stood a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a white inner garment and a goose-yellow skirt. Although she had changed her hair into an adult bun, her face still looked a little childish. She was staring at him with wide eyes.

After hearing what Zhao Yushu said, the girl frowned and said, "Brother, how can you make such a joke? The Tathagata Palm is the secret of the Great Compassion Temple. Ordinary people have never heard of it. If you don't know how to use it, how can you call it out casually?"

Zhao Yushu thought, "Do I have to tell you about a palm technique that fell from the sky just because I saw it?" However, if it is true as this little girl said, then what is her identity?

Seeing that Zhao Yushu didn't reply, the girl suddenly raised her head and shouted, "Dad!"

Thunder and wind suddenly started, Zhao Yushu felt dizzy, and a strong wind blew beside him. Little Jiling fell to the ground with a cry. Zhao Yushu took a step and squatted steadily, withstanding the nine-force gale from behind.

"Who dares to bully my daughter?"

A middle-aged man appeared in front of the girl without knowing when, staring angrily at Zhao Yushu who was squatting in horse stance and subconsciously pointed his sword with his right hand.

"Dad, he knows the Tathagata Palm!" The girl's voice was not loud, but her pronunciation was clear. These few words made the middle-aged man shudder all over. He looked at Zhao Yushu with doubts.

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man said softly: "Girl, Daddy looks at him, he is not a monk."

"Dad, did you see it wrong? Then how could he call out the name of Tathagata Palm?"

Perhaps it was because this man made too much noise when he arrived, and this place was not far from the imperial city. In the distance, a team of patrol officers were already running towards this side.

"Sir, can we talk for a moment?" The middle-aged man did not wait for Zhao Yushu to refuse. He pulled his daughter with one hand and Zhao Yushu with the other, and ran away like a cheetah.

The little smart boy who just got up heard a voice in the wind: "Go back to the inn and wait for me."

In a teahouse in Nanchengfang, the father and daughter were on one side, and Zhao Yushu was on the other. The three pairs of eyes stared at each other for a long time. Zhao Yushu hesitated for a while: "I said that I made up the Tathagata Palm. Do you believe it?"