Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 235 - : Imperial Academy, Martial Arts Champion_1

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Imperial Academy, Martial Arts Champion_1

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The Finance Academy cultivates students in finance and taxation, who will graduate and join the Finance Department, responsible for supervising local tax collection and controlling national finances.

The Imperial Court’s Three Bureaus each have their own responsibilities and work together as a powerful institution directly under the Empress.

The heads of the Three Bureaus are collectively called Grand Commanders.

All three commanders are first-class female officials, ranking just below the Prime Ministers and royal princes.

Su Ziqin is proficient in writing but not in martial arts. Although she has good horse-riding and archery skills, she knows nothing about swords and other martial arts.

The female official, Zhang Wenlin, wanted to recommend her to the Finance Academy. She personally wrote a letter for her to deliver to the dean of the academy.

Wu Qiong, the dean of the Finance Academy, was Zhang Wenlin’s student; they have a master-disciple relationship.

Wu Qiong accepted her master’s personal letter. She promised Zhang Wenlin right away and ordered Su Ziqin’s personal assessment files to be transferred to the Finance Academy.

The Imperial Academy is full of outstanding talents. The female students who can enter the academy are the top performers of each region. Many of them come from noble families or from prominent families with long histories.

There are also quite a few students like Su Ziqin, who come from humble backgrounds, just like the rare golden phoenix that emerges from a remote village.

Commoners and nobles are innately opposed to each other, and this is no exception even in the Imperial Academy, where everyone envies them.

On the first day of school, the female students of the Finance Academy for the new semester were clearly divided into two distinct groups.

Noble girls and ladies from prominent families looked down on others, talking and laughing amongst themselves, not paying attention to commoners at all.

Su Ziqin was not surprised to find herself among the commoners. She got along well with students from other regions, and she quickly made friends with two likeminded people on her first morning.

On September 6th, the Autumn Martial Arts Examination entered its final stage.

Lin Jinyu lived up to everyone’s expectations by defeating her opponent in the final round and becoming the champion of the competition.

Riding a horse and holding the Lin Clan’s army banner, the new Martial Arts Champion circled the martial arts arena. The spectators, moved to tears, shouted slogans hailing the might of the Lin Clan’s army, and the atmosphere at the scene reached its peak.

Lin Clan Army!

Wang Meng’s fists clenched, his heart pounding as he looked at the army banner, unable to contain his excitement.

The 11-year-old boy imprinted the army banner in his heart, vowing to work even harder in his martial arts training.

After the martial arts examination, Su Ziqin’s life as a student gets back on track. Su Hu and his wife, missing their hometown, take Wang Meng back to Woniu Village.

Woniu Village, September 10th.

The family, who had been away for half a month, returned home safely. Overjoyed, Su Qingluo went hunting in the mountains, catching a big wild boar. Following tradition, he invited all the village elders and folks for a feast with drinks and meat.

After being silent for a long time, Woniu Village became lively again. The thirteen households gathered together, and tables and chairs filled both front and back courtyards of Su Clan’s house.

The early autumn season, with its cool breeze, is the best time of the year.

The courtyard was filled with a refreshing breeze that lifted everyone’s spirits.

As the sun set, smoke billowed from the kitchen chimney, and the aroma of braised pork bones wafted through the air, arousing everyone’s appetite.

Su Qingluo offered his newly brewed fine wine.

When the wine was served, the intoxicating aroma reached everyone’s noses, making them eager to taste it.

Even those who didn’t drink couldn’t help but take a sip, and the children excitedly sniffed and clapped their hands, cheering loudly.

Fine wine and delicious dishes can make anyone drunk. On this moonlit night, villagers raised their glasses and drank heartily, feeling exceptionally happy.

The pain caused by the flood gradually faded in the drunken laughter and merriment, and the villagers looked forward to the bountiful harvest that lay ahead.