My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

Late at night, outside the study of the Lin family residence.

The lights under the eaves were dim, and the night breeze gently rang the copper bells on the eaves.

Two pageboys were standing guard outside the door, one on the left and one on the right, but their expressions showed a hint of weariness.

One of them yawned, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Tell me, this Young Master Jiang only just became a disciple today, and he's already sending over his writings. Isn't that a bit too eager for quick success?"

"Who can argue with that!"

Upon hearing this, another page snorted softly, "He's already eager to show off after just starting out. His intentions are far too obvious."

"Besides, what good articles could a playboy known throughout the capital possibly write?"

"Hmph, I bet he's just throwing together a few fancy words to show off in front of the old gentleman!"

"yes."

The pageboy lowered his voice, his tone clearly carrying a hint of disdain: "He's good for nothing, spending his days fighting cocks and chasing dogs, frequenting brothels and gambling dens. Even if such a person could actually write a couple of lines of poetry, it would only be by chance."

"But the articles are different!"

"Writing requires scholarship, insight, and depth; it's something honed through years of accumulation. How could someone like him simply write something he wants to?"

"If you ask me, the fact that the old gentleman was willing to take him in this time is already an immense favor."

Another page nodded in agreement: "But this Young Master Jiang just doesn't know how to restrain himself, causing this scene right after entering the sect..."

"They're really not worthy!"

However, just as the two were whispering to each other...

Suddenly, an extremely excited voice came from inside the study.

"good!"

"Great, great, great! What a wonderful article!!"

Ok?

As the sound rang out, the two pageboys outside the door were startled at the same time, and their previously drowsy expressions instantly became clear.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Just now... did they hear me right?

Is Elder Lin praising this?

Moreover, the excitement in his voice was almost impossible to suppress.

Before the two could react, the sounds from the study rang out again.

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

"In ancient times, every scholar had a teacher. A teacher is one who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts... Good, very good!"

"This opening chapter so thoroughly elucidates the essence of the teacher's role, truly stating the central theme clearly and directly addressing the core principles!"

"What a wonderful way to impart knowledge, teach skills, and resolve doubts!"

"Hahaha, this kid... this kid really gave me a huge surprise!"

As these exclamations of praise continued to emanate, the two pageboys outside the door were completely dumbfounded.

The two stood there, mouths slightly agape, their faces filled with disbelief.

Mr. Lin... was he actually praising Jiang Xiaobai?

And why did he praise her so excessively?

How is this possible?!

One of the pageboys couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch himself hard. Only after wincing in pain did he realize that he wasn't dreaming.

Inside the study, Lin Fengshuo was sitting upright at his desk.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that although he was sitting, the hand holding the article was trembling slightly.

It was a trembling of excitement.

On the page, neat lines of writing appeared, full of literary flair and clear structure.

In particular, Lin Fengshuo read a few sentences repeatedly, and each time he read them, he was deeply moved.

"Those born before me, whose understanding of the Way is certainly prior to mine, I follow and learn from them. Those born after me, whose understanding of the Way is also prior to mine, I follow and learn from them..."

Lin Fengshuo read it in a low voice, his eyes shining even brighter.

"There are no fixed teachers for sages!"

"Therefore, regardless of rank or age, wherever the Way exists, there the teacher exists!"

Upon reading this, Lin Fengshuo could no longer suppress the surge of emotion in his heart. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

"What a profound statement! Regardless of rank or age, wherever the Way exists, there the teacher exists! With these words, the entire tradition of teacherhood is contained within!"

"This is more than just an article!"

"This...this is clearly a mission to rectify the names and establish the minds of all those who seek knowledge!"

At this point, Lin Fengshuo couldn't help but pace back and forth in the study, his expression shifting between amazement, admiration, and an indescribable excitement.

"This kid..."

"That brat, he always acts so unassuming, but when he actually puts pen to paper, he's a force to be reckoned with!"

"Courageous, talented, and with such insight!"

"No wonder you dare stand before me today and even dare to question me!"

Just as Lin Fengshuo was excitedly preparing to continue reading, his gaze suddenly stopped.

The next moment, he froze.

Because... it's gone!

The article abruptly ends here!

Lin Fengshuo looked down at the paper in his hand, then flipped through the desk, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Huh? What happened to the bottom part?!"

Lin Fengshuo almost subconsciously flipped through the pages again, but the result was still the same.

Gone.

It's really gone.

Only the first part!

At this moment, Lin Fengshuo's face, which was originally full of joy, suddenly showed a hint of gritted teeth.

"That brat! He did it on purpose, absolutely on purpose!"

Lin Fengshuo, leaning on his long cane, paced back and forth a few times, his expression incredibly complex.

He looked as if he had finally gotten a taste of a superb wine, only to have half of the jar snatched away.

It's stuck in a rut, neither good nor bad, it's really frustrating!

"Someone come here!"

With a low shout from Lin Fengshuo.

The two pageboys outside the study immediately jumped up and hurriedly pushed open the door, calling out, "Master!"

"Prepare my carriage now!"

Holding the article in his hand, Lin Fengshuo's brows furrowed with an unusual hint of urgency: "I'm going to the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence!"

"what?"

The two pageboys froze on the spot.

Now?

It's the middle of the night!

Moreover, it's already so late at night, why is the old gentleman going to the Marquis of Zhenbei's residence now?

That's way too exaggerated!

Seeing that the two were standing there motionless, Lin Fengshuo frowned and almost urged them on again.

But the words caught in his throat, and he abruptly stopped himself.

After a moment, Lin Fengshuo seemed to have finally suppressed the impulse in his heart and let out a heavy breath.

"Forget it, forget it. It would be a bit inappropriate to go now."

"Let's go tomorrow!"

After saying this, Lin Fengshuo flicked his sleeves, took the half of "On Teachers," and returned to his desk.

The two pageboys exchanged a shocked glance, then tiptoed out, closing the door behind them.

Not long after, Lin Fengshuo's hearty laughter, which he couldn't suppress, once again echoed from the study.

"Brilliant!"

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

"Hahaha!"

The laughter came in waves, carrying far into the silent night.

The two pageboys outside the door exchanged a glance upon hearing the laughter, their expressions shifting from initial disdain to utter shock.

They are still somewhat in a daze.

That notorious playboy from the capital...

Could someone really write an article that would cause such a loss of composure in an old gentleman?

This world...

Why did they suddenly become confused?