To ease the underworld's population crisis, the authorities decided to send some virtuous ministers and renowned scholars from ages past, who could no longer be reincarnated, back to the world of the living. Luo Zhao, who had next to nothing, was lucky enough to receive the task of settling these historical figures.
But the underworld had only limited funds to send them to the mortal world: a patch of wasteland and three taels of gold in settling-in money for each person. To keep the scholars from starving to death, Luo Zhao came up with a grand plan: establish a university devoted to spreading Chinese culture, the School of the Hundred Philosophers.
From then on, a strange university appeared in a coastal city. At the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, the number of instructors in the Confucian School was enough to make anyone shudder at the thought. The professors in the Mohist School were so poor it hurt to see. A department head in the Han Gardens was hopelessly obsessed with cultivating immortality, while the lingering scent of one professor's perfume took three days to fade after he left campus, driving countless couples apart. Inside the Jin Observatory, the air was filled with the fragrance of wine day and night. The professors were dashing and talented, and even in the coldest weather wore only thin robes that seemed ready to carry them away on the wind. At the Tang Gardens and Song Pavilions, exquisite verses flowed like water. The Ming Courtyard was always accompanied by the gentle waves of the sea... Most importantly, it seemed the campus workers here weren't human...
Couple: Xun Yu
