Chapter 669 – An Academy (1/2)

Chapter 669 – An Academy

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The gate to the Orthodox Academy had been tightly shut this entire time, not a single noise emerging from within. Even when the troops of the Imperial Court encircled it or the old eunuch came bearing an imperial decree, nothing changed. It remained a still and quiet place. Anyone would think that there was nobody behind this thick academy gate.

In reality, there had always been people behind the gate of the Orthodox Academy.

Behind the academy gate, two yellow poplar trees had been planted. With the coming of autumn, the leaves on these two trees had been greatly reduced. The clear and cold light from the sun passed through the branches and fell upon the face of a young girl.

This girl had a beautiful and elegant appearance, still suffused with a childish air. She was still very young and under the sunlight, she seemed even more charming. However, the apprehension and exhaustion on her face also became more visible.

Ye Xiaolian, inner sect disciple of South Stream Temple.

Su Moyu stood by her side.

Several dozen South Stream Temple disciples stood behind the pair.

Their swords had long since been unsheathed.

The clear autumn sunlight could fall upon their faces, but it could not fall upon their swords, because those swords were too sharp, their glows too bright.

They had been standing guard behind the Orthodox Academy's gate this entire time.

The sword array of South Stream Temple had already guarded this place for three days and three nights.

At present, the female disciples of South Stream Temple were extremely tired. When faint voices came from beyond the walls, their expressions began to shift.

The black-armored heavy cavalry of the Great Zhou were unmatched in the world. If they charged in like this, not even the sword array of South Stream Temple would be able to resist.

”What do we do?” Ye Xiaolian turned to Su Moyu, her elegant face covered in anxiety.

Su Moyu turned his head in the direction of the library, thinking of the fellow who had remained uncommunicative ever since he returned from the Mausoleum of Books, who still had not made a decision.

”That's Eunuch Lin! What are all of you still thinking about! Just open the academy gate and receive the decree.”

A student of the Orthodox Academy looked at the people in front of the academy gate, his face a picture of fright as he yelled, ”Don't tell me you're really preparing to defy the decree! I'm certainly not going to accompany you all in death!”

Hearing this person's words, the crowd of teachers and students grew somewhat restless. Conversations could be heard, and someone even got into an intense quarrel.

Su Moyu looked at the student and recalled that he was the son of some wealthy merchant on Henan Road. He silently noted down the student's name in his memory.

Ye Xiaolian watched where he was looking and thought that he was beginning to waver. She turned to the teachers and students, and yelled, ”The Holy Maiden made a decree that the South Stream Temple disciples must ensure the safety of Principal Chen! If the craven and cowardly are present, then leave from the back gate. Cease babbling nonsense, or don't blame the temple's sword for being merciless!”

The merchant's son from Henan Road instantly changed expression upon hearing this threat. He was very angry but did not dare to say anything more, walking out from the crowd.

Soon after, ten-odd Orthodox Academy students and several lecturers left the crowd, all making their way to the back gate.

Seeing this sight, those remaining couldn't help but shout abuse. After seeing the gazes of the female disciples of the South Stream Temple, they felt thoroughly ashamed and only increased their abuse.

Su Moyu said nothing, only silently noted down the names of the people that had left in his mind.

At this point, Ye Xiaolian realized that his silence did not mean that he was wavering. Somewhat puzzled, she asked, ”What are you thinking?”

Su Moyu calmly explained, ”I was thinking, if the Orthodox Academy is able to be preserved, just what sort of method I should use to get back at those people.”

Ye Xiaolian was a little taken aback, thinking to herself, when did that Su Moyu of the Li Palace Academy famed for maintaining courtesy and keeping aloof change personality?

She did not say it, but Su Moyu knew what she was thinking. He looked at the beautiful autumn scenery of the Orthodox Academy, a look of nostalgia on his face. ”This is an interesting place. Anyone who stays here for too long will change somewhat.”

If this interesting Orthodox Academy could be preserved, that would naturally be excellent. But 'if' had always been the most unreliable of words.

Or else why was he already beginning to feel sorrow, beginning to reminisce?

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Hundred Flowers Lane had already been cleared. The buildings across the lane had even been pushed over, leaving only the tea house.

In the gradually rising dust, this tea house that had watched dozens of exhibition matches seemed very lonely. On the other hand, the figures of the several hundred black-armored heavy cavalry were just as frightening.

The Orthodox Academy's gate was still tightly shut.