Dao fruit.

"Brother Qiu is leaving, I will feel a lot lonely in the city."

Fang Ziyan showed regret, and many Confucian scholars behind him also stepped forward to say goodbye.

After the Japanese Literature Club, Qiu Yan became famous in Wuxin City, and after his reputation spread, he became well-known in Jiannan Dao literary circles, especially his handwriting, which was even praised by people.I heard that the noble disciples paid a high price to buy a few poems written down by Qiu Yan, framed them and kept them for collection. Of course, they are not poems, but words!

With fame, there is influence. If Qiu Yan wants to leave Wuxin, Confucian scholars should come out to see him off even if he is not happy, otherwise the influence will be bad if it is spread.

These things made a talented man like Fang Ziyan dissatisfied, but he cared more about his reputation, so he brought the posthouse scholar to see him off.

However, Gu Yanzhi did not come, he was not in the city long ago, and he had already left two days ago.

When he arrived in front of Qiu Yan, Fang Ziyan bowed his hands and made a salute. His every move was calm and graceful. He smiled lightly and said calmly: "Brother Qiu became a blockbuster in the Japanese language club, so he should take advantage of his reputation and write more pictures." Yes, leaving suddenly now may not be conducive to accumulating reputation."

What he said seemed kind, but in fact, he was insinuating that Qiu Yan was only famous for his good calligraphy, but not for his knowledge.

Qiu Yan smiled and didn't pay attention to it. Whether this knowledge is good or not can be seen in the imperial examination, and it is useless to talk more.

Seeing that Qiu Yan was not in the mood to talk to him, Fang Ziyan felt a little regretful. He had already thought up his words, and no matter how Qiu Yan responded, he could respond calmly. The anecdote of dealing with it has to be given up now.

"This Qiu Yan has a bit of determination. He is a strong enemy, and he has only been in this city for a long time, and he has made friends with the soldiers. It really cannot be underestimated."

"Since brother Qiu has made up his mind, let me wish Qiu a smooth journey on this trip."

Fang Ziyan knew the seriousness after all.Blessing indifferently, as if forgetting the resentment when Qiu Yan stole the limelight at the literary meeting a few days ago.

After hearing this, Qiu Yan also thanked him, and said something to some Confucian scholars who had a little friendship, and then he was about to leave.At this moment, the seeing-off crowd suddenly stepped aside, followed by Zhao Bingcheng walking over.

"Huh? Old Mr. Zhao actually came to see Qiu Yan off!"

When Fang Ziyan and other scholars saw this, they hurriedly saluted. Fang Ziyan was surprised and surprised.

few days ago.Mountains fell from the sky, and the city was in chaos, but this old Confucianist stayed at home, rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the courtyard of his lodging.

His servants, bookboys, and the people sent by the Jiedu envoy all persuaded the old Confucian to leave, and he almost dragged him away.But Zhao Bingcheng said that he lost something, and if he couldn't find it, he might as well be crushed to death by the mountain.

This matter has been spread in the past two days. Fang Ziyan did not expect that Zhao Bingcheng, who did not even force the mountains in the sky, would find time to see Qiu Yan off. That's all.It is enough to make people amazed, and it can also see Qiu Yan's extraordinary status in the heart of the old Confucian.

The information revealed here made Fang Ziyan jealous.

On the other side, Qiu Yan also went up to meet her.

This Zhao Bingcheng is an old Confucian who studied in Shu, but he treats Qiu Yan well.Although he had other plans, he did give Qiu Yan some pointers during these days.

"Be careful," Zhao Bingcheng called Qiu Yan's words to show his closeness, "I didn't expect you to leave today. The old man has been entangled in the secular world these days, and I almost missed seeing you off."

Zhao Bingcheng had a sad look on his brows, and his breath was scattered and dignified.

Looking at Zhao Bingcheng, Qiu Yan suddenly said: "It seems that Mr. has something on his mind, but although things are ever-changing, they are always in control. If you are not busy or chaotic, not anxious or irritable, you may be able to get what you want."

As soon as he said this, a servant suddenly came in a hurry, ran to the old Ru, and whispered something in his ear, then Zhao Bingcheng's complexion suddenly changed, revealing a look of surprise.

"Really found it? I didn't expect to find it again! Now, the old man can finally explain to the academy."

After saying one sentence, he turned his head to look at Qiu Yan, the heavy look between his brows disappeared, and he said with a smile: "Shen Zhi, what you said is good, don't be anxious, restless, busy or flustered, when something happens , Don’t you want to be like this? Otherwise, it’s useless to be anxious blindly. Your remarks are not his Ma Yang’s way of history. It can be seen that he has made great progress in his knowledge and can apply what he has learned.”

The precious thing was lost and recovered, Zhao Bingcheng was in a good mood, and the more he looked at Qiu Yan, the more he liked it, but after all, he had something to worry about, so he said a few more words, and hurried back to the city.

Zhao Bingcheng was originally a teacher, and now that he is leaving, no one can say that he is rude.

Qiu Yan knew very well in his heart that this was the reason why Zhao Bingcheng went back in a hurry, and he also knew what the other party said was lost and recovered.

A few days ago, Baby Ginseng came back with a scroll of Yasheng’s manuscript, and the owner of that manuscript was Zhao Bingcheng. The things of saints and sages are so precious. It is nothing more than a sage's legacy, which can be seen.

However, Qiu Yan was still surprised that such a precious thing itself can mobilize the order of the world, and there is a great Confucian beside him, how did the baby ginseng get it?

However, even after Qiu Yan condensed the soul of the sky, he was able to pass on the physical body, but after several inquiries, the ginseng baby was still vague and unclear, so he had to give up.

Now, since Qiu Yan was leaving the city to return home, he naturally had to finish the work, so he returned the manuscript before leaving.What he needs to condense the soul of the earth is the breath of a sage as a guide, so as to condense a volume of spirit in the soul, and it is not necessary to bring the real thing with him.

However, what Qiu Yan didn't know was that what Zhao Bingcheng said when he left made Fang Ziyan look ugly and angry.

After all, Fang Ziyan just vaguely pointed out that Qiu Yan is famous for his handwriting, and his knowledge may not be profound. As a result, as soon as the old Confucian scholars from Shu came forward, they praised Qiu Yan for his good knowledge and his ability to apply what he learned. This kind of contrast not only annoyed him, but also made him appear jealous and lacking in vision.

The Confucian scholars around all looked over, these past few years, they are the most clear about the hidden meaning in the verbal confrontation, so they all clearly know that Fang Ziyan is deflated.

Seeing Qiu Yan bid farewell to Zhao Bingcheng, he turned around to leave, some distance away from himself, Fang Ziyan said in a low voice: "Then how could Qiu Yan have such insight? He must have thought out his words in advance and deliberately told Mr. Zhao I have heard these tricks, sir, I am very clear."

Then, he laughed again: "Furthermore, although this Qiu Yan has a little reputation recently, his foundation is too shallow after all..."

Before they finished speaking, there was a sound of horseshoes in the city. Qi Xin and Yang Dingyuan came with a group of rich and powerful children. When they reached the gate, they all reined in the reins and dismounted one by one.

"Brother Qiu, you're leaving now, and you didn't inform us, aren't you not enough friends?"

As soon as he got off his horse, Qi Xin walked towards Qiu Yan. People along the way, no matter scholars or soldiers, hurried out of the way.

Qiu Yan cupped his hands and said, "Brother Qi is here too. I heard that you were going hunting outside the city, so I didn't bother you. I only left a few letters and entrusted them to the medical office for safekeeping. I will hand them over to you in the future."

Qi Xin said with a smile: "The hunting is to suppress the panic. If the mountain fell into the city that day, if the Lord Zao Gong hadn't appeared, I would have died long ago. I was still in fear afterwards, so I went hunting to relax, but they all came back yesterday, but you left us After writing the letter, he is really considerate and thoughtful, he is worthy of being a scholar, and he is well-versed in human feelings."

After saying a few words, seeing that it was getting late, Qiu Yan finally bid farewell to the crowd, boarded the carriage, and left with the carriage.

But the car stopped before taking a few steps, and saw a group of plainly dressed common people and farmers gathered on the road ahead, each holding local products, and stopped the car. When Qiu Yan came out, these people immediately handed over their things past.

Qiu Yan refused at first, but couldn't stand the crowd and enthusiasm, and finally accepted some symbolically, and then waited for the car to start on the road again.

"Where did these people come from?"

Because of the arrival of Qi Xin and others, Fang Ziyan was already losing face. As soon as he said that Qiu Yan's foundation was still shallow, immediately the rich and powerful children came to cheer Qiu Yan. It was embarrassing to change anyone. Before he calmed down, another group of farmers came. It looked like they were also here to see him off.

There was a well-informed scholar who heard the words and said: "Qiu Yan's poem is catchy and has been widely circulated. It has been passed on from word to mouth in the army and in the fields, and many farmers know Qiu Yan's name. Came here specially to see him off."

Looking at the carriage going away, Fang Ziyan looked gloomy.

"It's that poem again?" He sneered, "It's just for fame, there are many hidden dangers in that poem, besides, when I study, I still have to compete in the imperial examination, and everything else is false."

After being hit one after another, Fang Ziyan didn't dare to talk too much, left this sentence, and took the lead to leave.

Afterwards, the send-off crowd gradually dispersed.

………………

The carriage bumped.

Qiu Yan sat in the car.

Suddenly, there was movement from the corner of the carriage, and a long sword jumped out of the air, standing in front of Qiu Yan, and there was a clanging voice: "Leaving that city, there is no interference of blood and blood, and the carriage can block the sun. You are frozen again!" Tianhun, you can rest assured that your soul will leave your body, just let me pass on some exercises to you."

Qiu Yan glanced at Chang Jian: "If you insist on following, you must have some conspiracy, but you don't want to say it clearly, how can I trust you and others? Don't mention the words of teaching exercises."

"Us?" Chang Jian asked in confusion after hearing this, "What do you mean by that?"

As it was speaking, it noticed that Qiu Yan was looking at a corner of the carriage, and the long sword froze for a moment, and his perception followed the trend, and immediately caught a little wave of thoughts in that corner.

It was actually eight ancient seal characters!

Seeing that the ancient seal was exposed, it flew up and circulated in the air.

Then, a childish voice sounded in the carriage: "Your swordsmanship, praising fate cultivation all day, is a bit of a frog in the bottom of the well. Don't you know that sexual cultivation is the right way?"

ps: Thank you "Jianghu Pingshui" for your reward!