Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 85 How did Haoran play like this when he cut the mountain in front of the prime minister's mansion? 【Ask monthly ticket】

Stepping into the refined world, the mind is already very different from before, and the perception of the surrounding environment has been greatly improved.

Huang Xian, the black yamen catcher, hadn't seen him for many days, and now he came in a hurry, restless, with a worried expression on his face, which made An Le feel a little shivering.

Huang Butou, as the person who introduced him to the Lin Mansion to become a painter, was kind to him. If something happened, Anle would help.

He didn't continue to practice, Anle got up, the ink pool on his knee fell into his waist, and the green mountain was also swept away, pinned to his waist.

Huang Butou stepped into the courtyard, and he saw peace and happiness at a glance.

In spring, the warm sun hangs high above the sky, pouring light golden sunlight, covering the boy in white, like a hazy golden glow, loosening the hair that hangs down his shoulders comfortably, and the loose-sleeved gown flutters with the spring breeze, like walking through the gate of heaven. The next exile.

The waist is straight, like a green bamboo carrying a torrential rain, and the whole body should have a bright and clean atmosphere like the scorching sun.

How could such a person cheat?

Huang Xian obviously didn't believe it in his heart, but Xu Shun, who fell into the big prison, insisted that he had made friends with An Le because of Liu Yue, and he didn't say whether An Le was cheating, but just gave an ambiguous attitude.

Obviously, he wanted to drag An Le into the water, and take advantage of An Le's reputation, or the influence behind him, to ease the punishment.

Huang Xian was originally anxious, but after seeing An Le, he calmed down.

With a knife on his waist and official uniform, he clasped his fists and said, "Mr. An, something happened."

An Le was not surprised, and said with a light smile, "Huang Catcher, don't worry, just speak slowly, what happened?"

"Currently, someone cheated in Chunwei, and now there is a lot of trouble. The man said in the big prison that he had an old relationship with you. Qin Xiang thought that you were suspected and could not be evaded, so he ordered you to be arrested for interrogation. Come on the way."

Huang Xian clasped his fists, his face was solemn, and his worry was not concealed.

Although he didn't believe that An Le would commit fraud in the imperial examination, the matter involved a lot, and anything related to fraud was not a trivial matter.

Although An Le has not been definitively identified, if An Le is really captured and sent to the Heiya Prison, it will definitely cause gossip, especially the mouth of a literati, who can make up thousands of versions to add insult to injury.

Although An Le was surprised when she heard the words, she didn't show much panic on her face, instead she was a little calm: "The one who cleans up will clean up by himself. Don't worry about Huang Butou. Please tell me in detail."

"The specific story of the matter, and what are the details."

An Le smiled, her smile was like a warm spring breeze, which made Huang Xian feel at ease.

Huang Xian began to tell the whole story in detail.

There were already heavy footsteps coming from the Taimiao Lane, and the majestic Qi and blood were surging, constantly approaching the courtyard.

After hearing this, An Le nodded slightly, and she became clearer about the details of this case.

Xu Shun's cheating implicated Liu Yue, and Liu Yue's friendship with him also implicated him. In other words, the main purpose of those Confucian scholars reporting on the Wenqu Bang was because of him.

This incident was not caused by Prime Minister Qin against him, and An Le didn't think that Prime Minister Qin, as the coordinator of Chunwei affairs, would deliberately target him with such an important matter, but after the incident, Prime Minister Qin's mansion must have contributed to it.

The courtyard quickly became lively, and several figures appeared in the official uniforms of Dali Temple, with knives and shackles on their waists, and their aura was as strong as a rainbow.

Master An became famous in Lin'an Mansion, and even defeated Wang Qinhe of Guogong Mansion on the West Lake on a rainy night before Chunwei.

Now he is involved in the imperial examination fraud case, and is also involved in the turmoil between Lin Fu and Qin Xiangfu, so all parties attach great importance to it.

Dali Temple, the Criminal Division and the Hei Ya, all three forces sent people here.

"Mr. An, Cao Fu is the Shaoqing of Xia Dali Temple."

The leader is a cultivator who has broken the five realms, bows to An Le, and declares himself.

Anle bowed in return.

On the other side, the officials of the Hei Ya and the Criminal Division all saluted.

For a person of An Le's status, the etiquette is naturally thoughtful, and he will not be as rude as he is to Xu Shun and Liu Yue.

Of course, it is also because An Le's own cultivation is not weak, and she is deeply involved with the Lin family, making Ling holds a small holy decree, and her status and status are different.

"Qin Xiangzheng is thoroughly investigating the fraud case in Chunwei. In the past few days, Qin Xiang ordered people to review the papers, and three of them made an extremely remote test question. Gu believes that these three people are suspected of fraud, and one of them is Mr. An, so I come here to greet you." Young Master, go to the Hei Ya Mansion, and after the investigation, if Young Master An has not cheated, he will be innocent."

Cao Fu, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, said solemnly.

Huang Xian on the side was tense all over, what was supposed to come would come after all, once he entered the Hei Ya Mansion, as a Hei Ya arrester, he knew too well how much he would suffer in it.

Not to mention the entanglement between An Le and the Lin family, Qin Xiang's family will definitely make trouble.

Once in prison, even if it is determined that she has not cheated, An Le will have to shed a layer of skin and suffer some torture.

An Le listened to Cao Fu's words, thought for a while, but shook her head: "I am innocent, so I won't go to the Hei Ya Fu."

As soon as these words came out, the originally mild atmosphere suddenly became tense, Cao Fu, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, frowned, and the energy and blood that surpassed the five realms burst out from his body, oppressing like a mountain, and blatantly vented.

Facing arrest resisters and uncooperative suspects, he can use his cultivation at will.

But An Le, who has the Dao fruit of [Fearlessness], is as calm as water in the face of such oppression and momentum, with white clothes and wide sleeves flying, indifferent.

"Mr. An, I'm handling the case. Please, Mr. An, don't hinder me from handling the case."

Cao Fu said solemnly.

A knife at the waist was clanging, and a majestic coercion spread from it, melting into Cao Fu's blood, making the mountain of Qi and blood even more majestic.

This saber is one of the magic weapons of Dali Temple. The name of the knife is to catch thieves. It is a third-grade magic weapon.

However, facing the aura of the thief knife, An Le remained indifferent.

There is even a sword energy gushing out from his body, shining like a big sun, hanging high in the sky, shining all over the world, expelling all filth and evil spirits, white clothes and wide sleeves fluttering, while the sword energy buzzes, Cao Fu's energy and blood cooperate with the capture of the thief. Li, was cut to pieces!
There is no way to oppress An Le's body.

Cao Fu's eyes shrunk slightly, feeling a little unbelievable.

What kind of power is this?Is Wenqu awe-inspiring?
But it doesn't look like it, but it looks like a sword energy, upright and upright, cutting off the filthy and dark light and righteous sword energy!

The tense atmosphere made Huang Xian on the side raise his heart in his throat. If An Le resisted the arrest, things would really become more and more chaotic.

Facing Cao Fu's ascension and the tyrannical aura released by the oppressive sword, An Le put his palm on the green mountain that was not at his waist, and his sword aura arose spontaneously, cutting away the injustice and oppression.

Looking at Cao Fu, An Le said: "Master Cao, there is no need to go to this black office. In fact, I think there is a place where I can go."

After speaking, An Le straightened her waist and stepped out, passed by Cao Fu's side, passed through the Heiyamen and the officials of Dali Temple, left the courtyard, and headed towards Qingbo Street.

Cao Fu held the thief knife, turned to look at the back of the young man in white clothes, his face softened a lot.

In fact, Cao Fu believed that the young man would not be able to cheat when he was not afraid of the mighty power gushing out of the young man.

If he cheated and his heart was covered with darkness, how could he possess such power of righteousness?
Cao Fu never persisted, and no longer insisted on putting the boy in shackles, so he followed the boy out of the yard and out of Taimiao Lane.

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Jing Street, Lin Mansion.

The water pavilion is quiet, and the sparkling large pool is full of ripples, reflecting the warm sun on a sunny day like the broken light in the lake.

In the main hall, there was a gentle spring breeze in the hall. Mrs. Hua was wearing a long black gauze dress, lying on her side on the couch, reading a book, and Xi Xiang stood quietly on the side, waiting silently.

Suddenly, outside the waterside pavilion, two figures rushed quickly.

Lin Qingyin held up her skirt and ran fast, Lin Zhuifeng was dressed in a strong outfit, with a fire stick on her waist, and she ran in a hurry.

There was a bit of worry on the faces of the two girls.

After entering the water pavilion and seeing Mrs. Hua, Lin Zhuifeng from a distance shouted: "Madam, it's not good, go and rescue Mr. An!"

Lin Qingyin's eyes were filled with worry, and she looked at the graceful and luxurious figure who had closed the book on the couch and got up: "The matter of cheating in the imperial examination involves the teacher, and now Qin Xiang has contacted Dali Temple and Hei Ya, and is about to arrest the teacher!"

Mrs. Hua raised her eyebrows like willow leaves when she heard this.

In an instant, it became clear what happened.

But her expression was not too nervous or worried, because she knew very well that it was impossible for An Le to cheat on Chun Wei.

His body is majestic, and the sword energy of Qingshan is integrated. With these two in his body, who dares to say that he is cheating?

It's just that, when An Le Haoran fused his sword energy that day, Zhao Huangting covered up his aura with a powerful sword energy, so most practitioners in Lin'an Mansion could not know that the young man had merged his sword energy.

But Mrs. Hua knew it.

Those who have gained awe-inspiring are naturally aboveboard, how can they do things like cheating?

Moreover, Mrs. Hua guessed that Qin Lishi probably didn't think that Anle would cheat, but he still issued an investigation order to let Anle go to the Heiya prison. Let's wear away the extraordinary spirit of An Le in prison.

Qin Lishi naturally dislikes this young man's friendship with the Lin family.

Mrs. Hua sighed softly, after all, she was involved in a storm because of Lin Fu, even though it was only on the edge of the storm, it was also a kind of disaster.

"Xiang, prepare the car."

Xi Xiang, who was standing still, bowed his body after hearing the words.

"Here."

On this day, in Lin'an, all the dignitaries moved.

A luxurious chariot left the front of the Lin Mansion and headed for Qingbo Street.

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For some reason, news of the imperial examination fraud case suddenly spread all over the sky.

The imperial court did not publicize it much, but the news spread like wildfire.

Brothel taverns, flower boats on the West Lake, and boxes in Linhua Pavilion are full of news about the imperial examination fraud case, and the most widely spread is about the imperial examination fraud case of Mr. An, who painted ink and bamboo.

In itself, it was rumored that Mr. An was suspected of being involved in the imperial examination fraud case, and after the last few rumors spread, it became Mr. An's imperial examination fraud.

Master An's name of ink and bamboo resounded throughout Lin'an, and a picture of galloping horses completely fulfilled the name of master, which was admired by countless literati and inkmen, and admired by countless women.

In the end, Mr. An actually cheated in the imperial examination?

It was rumored that Mr. An had an old relationship with the Lin family, and this time, the Lin family wanted to compete for the second-grade magic weapon, and Mr. An had high hopes.

Mr. An was under a lot of pressure, so he cheated, hoping to securely pass the imperial examination.

It is said that the news came from the Confucian scholars who were favored by Wenqu stars in the Wenqu list of the Academy of Arts, which is extremely certain.

Of course, some fans of Mr. An, such as Han Shi from Cangzhou, questioned angrily. With Mr. An’s talent, he could pass the palace examination without cheating. The genius of many Confucian scholars on the Wenqubang.

These words further aroused the dissatisfaction of the Confucian scholars on the Wenqu List. Some people said, if An Le had never cheated, why did he attract Haoran in front of the Wenqu stele that day but not be honored? !
The two sides fought hard according to reason, which immediately caused an uproar about the cheating in the imperial examinations of everyone in An, and spread all over the streets and alleys of Lin'an Mansion.

Qin Xiangfu, in the leisure pavilion.

Qin Qianqiu listened to the many news about Feiyang reported by his subordinates, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

As he said at the beginning, there are many ways to correct a literati who values ​​fame and integrity.

The truth is sometimes not important to many people, they only believe what they hear.

Rumors and rumors are as fierce as a tiger. With this move, An Le will be ruined even if she has not cheated.

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Qingbo Street, Taimiao Lane.

An Le is dressed in white clothes, with the spring breeze running through his sleeves, and walks on the long street. The long street is full of officers and soldiers from Dali Temple and Hei Ya, which has already caused passers-by on the street to retreat to the side of the road, watching from a distance, not daring to near.

In the Ancestral Temple, Zhao Huangting was dressed in plain clothes, with his hands behind his back, standing quietly in front of the vermilion carved wooden window, watching the situation on the street, seeing An Le's sleeves fluttering out, followed by Cao Fu and other officers and soldiers, his eyes couldn't help but look deep, revealing a hint of Severe color.

An Le wears two swords at his waist, and has a handsome and bewitching face. Looking around the long street, he can see that many onlookers are all surprised.

Among the onlookers, most of them are literati, most of them are good people, and they chatter endlessly.

With a peaceful mind, you can easily listen and capture it.

Among them, An Le even saw a few Confucian scholars who had been on the list of Wenqu in Xinlin at the Academy of Arts.

The faces of these Confucian scholars were cold, and there was a sense of watching the excitement in their eyes. They obviously wanted to see An Le being taken away by Dali Temple and Hei Ya, and watch the joke.

An Le's waist was straight, her body was clear and turbulent, and her complexion did not change. She glanced at the Confucian scholars on the Wenqu Bang, raised her eyebrows coldly, and shook her head slightly, feeling very bored.

No wonder Di Zang, the leader of the Wu Temple, looked down on the Wen Yuan so much. The Wen Yuan are all such things, so what is there to look up to?

"Mediocre people are disturbing, the villain is a dog, and his heart is full of calculations and disputes all day long. How can he make great strides in practice and knowledge?"

"Wait and be optimistic."

An Le said lightly, not knowing who he was talking to.

But the faces of Confucian scholars in the Wenqubang among those crowd changed slightly, they heard that the words of peace were addressed to them.

Mediocre villain?

The Confucian scholars were sullen, and almost subconsciously assumed their identities automatically. After all, they did report An Le.

Cao Fu held the thief's knife on his waist, walked to An Le's side, bowed politely, "Mr. An, where are you going?"

Cao Fu, who originally wanted to capture Anle and go to Heiya, changed his mind and wanted to see what Anle was going to do.

The young man was full of spirit, he didn't seem like someone who would bow his head easily.

Perhaps, he wanted to prove that he had never cheated.

But Cao Fu was very curious about how to prove such a thing. After all, such things are disturbing, like dirty water splashing on one's body, and it is easy to be unable to explain clearly.

There was a smile on the corner of An Le's lips, and a gust of spring breeze blew, making his hair flutter.

"Go to Qin Xiangfu."

An Le said.

Cao Fu was stunned, and then his expression changed slightly.

As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he is aware of the contradiction between the Lin family and Qin Xiang. The reason why An Le was labeled as a fraud was due to the fact that the Lin family had become friends with Liu Yue. relation.

What is Anle going to Qin Xiangfu for?
But An Le said again: "May I ask Mr. Cao to prepare something?"

Cao Fu frowned, and went to the Qin mansion again, and prepared things again. Could it be that he was going to find the Qin Prime Minister to make amends and beg for forgiveness?
If this is the case, then it is really a waste of this righteous sword energy.

"What do you need, my lord?" Cao Fu said.

"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, plus a long table and chairs."

An Le chuckled.

Cao Fu was stunned again, and suddenly remembered that An Le had a good reputation as a painter. Could it be that he wanted to use his paintings to win Prime Minister Qin's forgiveness?
"Painting?" Cao Fu doubted.

"It's not about painting. An's paintings are only for those who deserve them."

An Le chuckled and shook her head.

When Cao Fu heard the words, he couldn't help but take a deep look at the young man. He only paints for those who deserve it. The hidden meaning is obvious, Qin Xiang is not worthy.

Don't look at the young man who is as plump as jade, and smiles like a warm sunshine, but his pride is really upright.

"Okay, I'll get people ready."

Cao Fu suddenly became interested, wanting to see what Anle wanted to do.

The two then walked side by side on the long street. Cao Fu was wearing an official uniform with a thief-catching knife hanging on his waist. Qi and official air, but the upright air is even better, quite eye-catching.

Dali Temple and Heiya officers and soldiers followed behind them, and Huang Xian also followed with concern.

On both sides of the road, spectators also followed. Confucian scholars on the Wenqu list looked at each other coldly. They felt that they had found evidence of An Le's fraud. Why?
Han Shi, a frontier garrison from Cangzhou, was also crowded in the crowd. He was still arguing with Confucian scholars, arguing spittingly, maintaining peace and happiness.

However, An Le went to Yanchunli first, bought a pot of old rice wine under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then moved on again.

Before the group approached Jingjie, a luxurious chariot drove up, and the curtain was lifted.

Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng got out of the car immediately, and looked worriedly at An Le who was carrying the old rice wine.

"gentlemen."

Lin Qingyin's apprenticeship with An Le, now she is really worried from the bottom of her heart.

Cao Fu beside him was tense all over, holding the thief knife tightly in his palm, staring at the chariot with a solemn expression.

Because in the chariot, there was an aura and power that made his heart palpitate.

Lin Fu Hua Jiebing!
"Do you need me to help you?" Madam Hua's soft voice floated out from inside the carriage.

Cao Fu swallowed his saliva, and clenched the knife three more points.

If Mrs. Hua wanted to take An Le away by force, he might not be able to stop her.

But An Le shook her head: "Xiaosheng can prove his innocence, Mrs. Hua can just watch it."

Inside the chariot, Mrs. Hua couldn't help being curious. This kind of splashing of dirty water is the most annoying thing. An Le happened to be caught by chance and got involved with Liu Yue and Xu Shun. It may be splashed on it for no reason.

A group of people continued to move forward and entered the quiet street, many people were discouraged and could not move forward.

But the Confucian scholars and practitioners such as Han Shi on the Wenqu list, as well as some literati and inkmen, all followed.

Qin Xiangfu, in front of the gate.

An Le dressed in white clothes and saber, as if stepping on the spring breeze.

There are already people arranged by Cao Fu on the side, carrying tables and chairs, and holding the four treasures of the study.

An Le asked someone to place the table directly in front of Qin Xiangfu, and spread the four treasures of the study on the table,
Sitting upright in the armchair, An Le was facing the gate of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, and the next moment his mind surged, and he uttered a vibrating sound.

"In life, I only want to be innocent, and to have peace of mind. I heard that Qin Xiang said that An Xunyu was cheating, and my heart is not going well. If you can use poems and articles as swords, you can cut off this mountain, and cut off countless bad words from villains like jackals, and you will still have a bright and clear mind."

As soon as An Le's words fell, there was a wave of powerful energy bursting out in Qin Xiang's mansion, as if a majestic primordial spirit swept over.

At the same time, Mrs. Hua's heart moved in the chariot, and among the crowd, the old man of Taimiao who was watching the excitement also sneered, and shot out sword energy with his fingers and lifted into the air!
Many qi machines were instantly suppressed.

An Le smiled faintly and waved to the three Confucian scholars in the crowd.

The three Confucian scholars looked confused and resisted in their hearts.

"Come!"

An Le's mind was surging, and the three of them felt inexplicable palpitations as soon as they drank. After hesitating, they still walked over.

Sitting leisurely on the chair, An Le looked at them and said calmly, "I'll read, you write."

"I copied all these poems, and I only read them once. Don't write too slowly, and don't shake your hands."

The three Confucian scholars couldn't help sneering when they saw An Le being so arrogant, and there was a bit of rivalry in their hearts.

The three of them stood in front of the table, holding their pens with their sleeves rolled up.

The corner of An Le's lips twitched, he picked up the old rice wine, took a sip of the wine, the liquid splashed, and began to chant.

"Thousands of hammers and tens of thousands of hammers have carved out the deep mountains, and the fire is burning like nothing. Don't be afraid of smashing your bones and breaking your body. You must stay innocent in the world."

A lime chant begins!
Once the poem was completed, An Le paused and started the next one again.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds, the bottom is the river and the mountain, and the top is the sun and stars..."

"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns... I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone..."

"The great river goes east, the waves wash away, and the romantic people of the ages..."

One, two, three...

Ten, twenty, thirty!

No matter the allusion or the imagery, just chanting casually like this, the clear memory attracted by the genius of the ages is like a torrent of water.

An Le drank and laughed, and let out a sullen breath from his heart. While reciting poems, a magnificent sword aura that shone like a sun and shone from the world rose up!

This time, without the cover of the old man from Taimiao, he was like a white python entrenched behind him, rushing into the sky and smashing into the blue clouds!

Haoran's sword qi shook, and the Wenqu stele in the Academy of Arts also began to vibrate, echoing the distant one!
Once a poem is completed, there will be a ray of arrogance spreading from the stele of Wenqu!

Inside the academy, Zhu Huoxi, the eldest master, Pang Ji, the second master, and Wang Banshan, the third master, all opened their eyes at the same time.

In an instant, he disappeared without a trace, passed through the Forest of Asking Hearts, and appeared in front of the Luting in the depths of the Academy of Arts.

It can be seen that on the stele of Wenqu, the stars are shining brightly in the daytime, and the awe-inspiring power is constantly overflowing!
In the end, a lot of awe-inspiring aura gathered together, like a raging river flowing across the sky towards Lin'an, heading towards the Qin Xiangfu, and finally intertwined and circling around the awe-inspiring sword aura pouring into the sky.

The third master Wang Banshan couldn't help pulling a strand of his beard.

"Hao Ran, are you playing like this?"

Both the eldest master and the second master are silent.

Such a literary talent has attracted many awe-inspiring...

Who dares to say that Anle is cheating? !
The three masters of the Academy of Arts all refused to agree.

Otherwise, the Academy of Arts has no face.

In front of Qin Xiangfu.

Behind An Le, the mighty sword energy soared into the air like a white python, entrenched all around, and the aura like a bright sun made countless people feel clear-headed and did not dare to have any sneaky intentions.

The three Confucian scholars who copied the poems were already sweating profusely, the hands holding the pens were trembling, and many handwritings were blurred.

Copy it?Did you copy these poems?

Who believes it!
This kind of literary talent, this kind of talent... A Confucian scholar couldn't hold his pen, and the pen fell on the rice paper, staining a large amount of ink.

But An Le still drank and laughed.

With one foot up, stepping on the chair, with one hand holding the wine pot, with the two swords pinned to his waist, he looked down upon Qin Xiangfu.

"Come again!"

"next song!"

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