You Promised to Be an Idle Son-in-Law, How Could You Become a Land Immortal?

Mr. Yue Ming’s expression was grave and earnest.

Having spoken, he directly unrolled the calligraphy scroll in his hands.

One after another, dazzling, large characters emerged.

Although it was still the Great Success Calligraphy Dao, these large characters were completely different from the Wei Qing’s Style they had seen before.

This was Cursive Script!

Each stroke was not rigidly horizontal or vertical. Instead, they were slanted and curved, varying in size.

Yet they possessed a beauty entirely different from that of Wei Qing’s Style.

An air of carefree elegance seemed to leap off the page.

”This is... a new style?”

As an Instructor from Yuelu Academy, Mr. Han Zhangping was a man of wide experience.

He had observed Wei Qing’s Style calligraphy that had reached Great Success or even the Perfection Realm.

But Wei Qing’s Style was strict and orderly in every stroke, possessing at most a majestic beauty. It rarely displayed the kind of free-flowing brushwork and casual grace seen in this Cursive Script.

”Different, completely different from Wei Qing’s Style, but it is indeed the Realm of Great Success in Calligraphy Dao...”

Han Zhangping couldn’t help but lean closer, his gaze falling upon the paper itself, ignoring the luminous glow of its Mental Realm.

”I have long heard of Qingzhou’s new calligraphy style. Seeing it today has made this trip worthwhile.”

He looked at Chen Yi with admiration. ”No wonder you can produce students who achieve success in the Calligraphy Dao,” he said. ”With this pioneering new style alone, you surpass the great calligraphy masters from two hundred years of the Wei Dynasty.”

Chen Yi smiled and bowed. ”It’s merely a clever trick. I’m not worthy of such praise.”

Seeing this, a smile finally appeared on Mr. Yue Ming’s face, tinged with a hint of pride.

After all, Chen Yi was now an Instructor at Guiyun Academy. Furthermore, by teaching Ma Guan, a student who achieved success in the Calligraphy Dao, he had made a name for himself throughout Shu State and attracted the attention of numerous Noble Families.

As the headmaster of Guiyun Academy, it was both natural and necessary for Mr. Yue Ming to stand up for him.

”Qingzhou has already forged his own path in the Calligraphy Dao. In time, it’s not impossible that he could become a Saint.”

”Mr. Yue Ming is right.”

”If Qingzhou’s Calligraphy Dao advances another step, your Guiyun Academy will have an incredible future...”

Seeing that everyone, including Mr. Zhangping who had brought him to Shu State, was praising Chen Yi so lavishly, the young man to the side, Pei Zhaoye, couldn’t help but mutter:

”What’s so great about it? It’s just a new style. My grandfather said it’s usually the unorthodox and rebellious types who think up such things...”

This time, however, before Mr. Yue Ming could show his displeasure, Han Zhangping had already reprimanded him. ”Zhaoye!”

”How could a learned man like your grandfather possibly say such a thing?”

”But he did...”

Seeing this, Chen Yi couldn’t help but grin.

This boy was about twelve or thirteen, even younger than the boy from the Tang Family.

He obviously wasn’t going to take those words to heart.

Even Mr. Yue Ming saw through Pei Zhaoye’s temperament. He shook his head inwardly and said, ”Zhangping, the academy is still busy today. Let’s find another time to catch up.”

Han Zhangping naturally understood his meaning. He bowed helplessly. ”My apologies.”

After a slight pause, he didn’t take his leave directly but instead pulled Pei Zhaoye to the side.

Mr. Yue Ming and the others exchanged a glance, then ignored the pair and went back to looking at Chen Yi’s calligraphy scroll.

As they admired it, they also began discussing details like how to display it, where to place it, and so on.

Chen Yi found it a bit boring, so he didn’t join in.

Xiao Wan’er, on the other hand, watched Mr. Yue Ming and the others with a burning gaze, seemingly interested in everything.

Chen Yi had initially thought, ’She must be captivated by my Calligraphy Dao Realm.’ But after watching for a while, Xiao Wan’er asked in a low voice:

”Chen Yi, do you think our academy should also set up a similar exhibition hall? To display content related to the Medical Dao.”

Before Chen Yi could answer, Xiao Wan’er continued, ”I was just thinking, if we had such an exhibition hall, it should be able to attract some Physicians.”

”Perhaps there would even be some truly skilled people among them, a Medical Saint Hand?”

After hearing her out, Chen Yi secretly raised his eyebrows.

’A Medical Hall of Fame?’

’A good idea.’

Although his purpose for setting up the exhibition hall at Guiyun Academy was different, her idea could indeed attract some Physicians.

After all, in this era, most people, no matter who they were, dreamed of leaving their name in the annals of history.

Those physicians who dedicated their lives to healing the world were no exception.

With this in mind, Chen Yi looked at Xiao Wan’er and nodded with a smile. ”It’s feasible.”

Xiao Wan’er’s face lit up with joy. ”Is it really?”

”Of course.”

”But to attract truly masterful Physicians, an exhibition hall alone isn’t enough.”

”We could also use methods like compiling books and erecting monuments, or making grand gestures to attract talent.”

”Okay, I’ll write that down later.”

”There’s no rush. That academy can’t be built overnight, after all. You...”

Meeting Xiao Wan’er’s gaze, Chen Yi could see her mind was made up. He sighed inwardly, didn’t continue his thought, and said instead:

”After the Mid-Autumn Festival, let’s pick a location first.”

”If I have time then, I’ll go take a look with you.”

Hearing this, Xiao Wan’er’s eyes crinkled with a smile as she nodded. ”Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

But as soon as the words were out, she felt they were a bit ambiguous, as if something was strange about them.

’Of course it’s strange,’ Shen Huatang thought.

’This is exactly how a wife follows her husband’s lead.’

’But the Young Mistress and her brother-in-law...’

’I really hope it’s not what I think it is, or else... we’re all doomed.’

Meanwhile, on the other side, Han Zhangping was lecturing Pei Zhaoye. ”The academy teaches you to respect your teachers and honor the Dao, and that doesn’t just apply to Yuelu Academy.”

”Mr. Yue Ming, the headmaster of Guiyun Academy, is a great Confucian scholar just like your grandfather. He has many disciples, and even this year’s Third Place Scholar was his student.”

”The Third Place Scholar?”

Pei Zhaoye might not care much about other things, but the imperial examinations were clearly an exception. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have passed the County Examination at such a young age.

Han Zhangping nodded, his expression still stern. ”I know you’ve been clever since you were a child, but you must understand that there is always someone better out there.”