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Banliangshan is far away from the hustle and bustle of Daming Mansion, hidden in the mountains and forests. If these generations of daimyo hadn't been educated here before they were minors, I'm afraid not so many people would know about Feng Temple, and there wouldn't be anyone who would go out of their way to teach it. Children are sent here to study.

The layout of Feng Temple is very special. A temple naturally needs a temple gate and side walls.But Peak Temple only has a temple gate and no side walls.The entire temple is more like a place where sages live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. The secluded paths connect the halls, and even the school grounds are tightly surrounded by trees.The layout here makes the Holy Kingdom very satisfied. What makes him even more satisfied is that every student studying here has a residence of his own.

The residence is not big. A house with two entrances is usually one bedroom and one living room.The bathroom is outside the house, there is a toilet inside the house, meals are in the cafeteria, and there is also a school dedicated to teaching.

There are three schools in the Peak Temple, taught by different teachers. The students can go wherever they want, and the monks in the temple do not interfere.

The number of students is not large, only about seventy, ranging in age from children aged seven or eight to children aged eleven, twenty or three, covering almost the entire early childhood stage.In addition to cultural classes, there are also some special courses on philosophy and thinking taught in the school. Compared with boring cultural classes, it is this kind of ideological classes that attracts more children.

Zhengfa explained some of the rules in the temple to the Holy Kingdom. When he finished, he happened to arrive at a house hidden in the bamboo forest where the Holy Kingdom would live for at least the next two years.A narrow mountain road that can only accommodate one person connects the house. Both sides of the mountain road are covered with bamboo.It is said that these bamboos were planted by the monks in the temple, on the one hand for their beauty, and on the other hand for some unexplained special charm.

After entering my own house, the living room outside is about twenty square meters and is covered with tatami mats.There is a low table in the middle of the room. There are some teacups and utensils made of bamboo on the table. There is also a lounge chair under the window sill of the room.The decoration of the entire room is very simple and simple, but not simple.After entering the bedroom, in addition to the bed, there are desks and bookshelves, as well as some daily necessities.

Most of these things are made of bamboo. They are very simple, but also very grand, giving people a feeling of returning to nature and the tranquility of the mountains and forests.

After thanking Zhengfa again and again, Shengguo closed the door, threw himself on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the sound of roosters crowing in the Peak Temple woke up the Holy Kingdom from its sweet dream.He rubbed his eyes, washed himself and put on a new set of clothes. He followed the route that Zhengfa introduced to the entire Peak Temple and found the first school.

When he entered, there was already a monk. The monk was in his thirties and had a beard. He glanced sideways at the Holy Kingdom, then lowered his head to look at the book he was holding in his hand.The classroom was deserted, with only three people, two of whom were still lying on the table, and there was a faint sound of snoring.

"Sir, where should I sit?" he asked, leaning slightly.As for whether to use honorifics such as sir or teacher or master, after a short consideration, I decided to use sir.Mr. is a very versatile word. It can be used to address both men and women. It can also replace the title teacher to a certain extent. It can be said to be a universal title.

The monk didn't even raise his head. Although his tone was calm, Shengguo felt a little unhappiness hidden in it. "Sit anywhere you want."

After thanking him again, he chose to sit in a corner of the classroom.

As the colors gradually brightened, there were more talents in the classroom, both younger and older. How to choose a class here has nothing to do with age.What impressed the Holy Kingdom the most was a seven or eight-year-old boy.The edges of his clothes are outlined with gold lines, and his smile is very

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He is confident, and at the same time there is a trace of majesty hidden in his eyes, giving people the illusion of a young tiger.

Although he is immature, he already possesses a certain momentum.

This guy is one of the descendants of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, and he is also the reason why the number of students studying at Mine Temple has exploded this year.

Regardless of whether he can defeat his brothers and sisters in the future and become the next generation of daimyo, just his identity as the son of a daimyo is enough to make people flock to him.Seeing him walking into the classroom surrounded by people from three levels inside and three outside, the monk who raised his head a little indifferently frowned even more.

He turned the book over and slapped it on the table and stood up.When he was sitting, he didn't feel there was anything special about him. He was just an ordinary monk.But when he stood up, the Holy Kingdom discovered that this monk was very tall and sturdy, with a hint of evil in his eyes, "This is Peak Temple, not your mansion. Seeing how noisy you are, it seems a bit expensive for the Kingdom of Fire." Is it the image of a son of a noble person?"

This shout made many children look towards him.

The monk still had a bad look on his face and continued to reprimand, "I feel very angry just looking at how you all look like. I heard that you secretly went down the mountain yesterday to have fun in Daming Mansion. "

There are certain differences between the monks in this world and the monks known in the Holy Kingdom in another world. The monks here are not allowed to drink and eat, and are not allowed to marry. Some monks on the mountain even have family members and descendants.They are more like inheritors of culture and ideas than enforcers of commandments.But even so, the place that even the burly monk could not leave had already appeared in the mind of the Holy Kingdom.

It's nothing more than a brothel. I didn't expect these guys to be so harsh at their age.

Another scolding followed, and the students finally separated and sat down in their seats as he threatened to expel them.

The daimyo's son sat in the middle of the first row, and the children around him wanted to get closer to him.

The monk paused for a while, and finally lost some of his anger. He opened the book, flipped through a few pages, and finally glared at the students, "Open the textbook for me. Last time I saw the Dakini monk."

The monk above was concentrating on the knowledge in the books in his hands, while the students below who had just been scolded without saying a word began to chatter with each other again.

"That person looks strange."

"Yes, I heard it's a new student. This time he came in with a letter from Sugikumato."

"It turns out it's related to Mr. Sugihisa. I think he must have some special ability to impress a guy like Mr. Sugihisa."

With Sugikumato as his backer, the Holy Kingdom could clearly feel that most of the indifferent eyes had softened a lot. There were also a few unfriendly eyes in the crowd that fell on him. Presumably, these people's Background, there may be some bad blood between him and Sugikumaru.

Ignoring those glances, the first course was considered interesting. No wonder so many people chose this school.The Dakini monk is like the Zen master from another world, always able to come up with some words that make people confused.In terms of thought, this dakini combination is also unique. Coupled with life experience and enlightenment on some things, first of all, it is quite satisfactory.

After the monk announced that today's lessons were over, Sheng Guo was about to leave when someone grabbed his arm.

"Hey, we're new here. We don't have classes in the afternoon. Do you want to go for a walk in the city together?" The person who spoke looked older than most of the children. Surrounded by the daimyo's son, the Holy Kingdom suddenly understood that the person inviting him was not the guy in front of him, but the daimyo's child.