Thirty li from the city lay Gufang Lake.
On the pier, a thin figure waved at Lu Yang from afar.
Lu Yang squeezed his horse's belly lightly and rode up onto the pier. "Are you the scholar going to Prefecture City for the Courtyard Examination?"
The scholar gathered his robe and bowed, saying respectfully, "This humble student is Li Fei. Greetings, Lord Lu."
In this world, martial arts flourished to an extreme, pressing down upon the Three Religions and Hundred Schools, but that did not mean the Three Religions and Hundred Schools had no status at all.
Especially Confucianism, one of the Three Religions, which was deeply bound to the imperial court.
The Great Jun's Imperial Talent Selection Ceremony of Three Levels and Four Examinations held an equally extraordinary status.
Several days before he set out, Du Guinian had asked Lu Yang to help escort a scholar to Wanlin Prefecture for the examination.
This was no major matter, so Lu Yang had naturally agreed in passing.
Earlier, if Du Guinian had not taken a single coin and had passed the Taiyi Cotton Palm he practiced on to Lu Yang, then on Shatter Stone Peak, Lu Yang truly would not have had any particularly good way to break through that black shield's defense.
This palm art, which struck the ox across the mountain and ignored defenses, was surely an extremely rare existence even among Black-grade, high-tier martial arts.
The Taiyi Cotton Palm and Tablet Smashing Hand, these two martial arts, were one hard and one soft, one orthodox and one unorthodox. After Lu Yang cultivated them, they complemented each other perfectly.
Toward Du Guinian, this county magistrate, Lu Yang still had a very favorable impression. For a matter he entrusted to him, Lu Yang naturally took extra care.
Lu Yang smiled.