Dao fruit.

Time flies, and it is another day in a blink of an eye.

Today is the annual Shangyuan Lantern Festival, Qiu Yan left the inn early in the morning, and met with Luo Jiayun and others in a teahouse to chat.

During the examination period, candidates from all over the world gathered together, and it was the time for high-spirited discussions. In teahouses and pubs, scholars could often be seen sitting around a table in small groups, talking and laughing happily.

In these actions, most of the unknown economic laws and price changes were deliberately done by the merchants, and they became invisibly taken advantage of one by one, and were favored by the merchants, which affected the residents of the city, and it is no wonder that they would be angered.

Qiu Yan walked on the street alone, walking slowly, strolling in the courtyard, as if he was visiting the city, and the passers-by on the road were not surprised, every time he tried, there were not a few people who visited the capital like this.

However, hostile gazes and whispered discussions are still unavoidable.

They didn't know that when Qiu Yan walked, he didn't pay attention to the scenery.

"Xingjing is the capital of Darui, so it is impossible not to be noticed by the Shinto, but there are dragon energy and many factors here, not only the ordinary extraordinary power is suppressed and weakened, but the Shinto will definitely be affected. Now that I have experienced it myself, I know how to do it well. A Shinto, unexpectedly oppressed into fragments, scattered everywhere, I don’t know what the underworld here looks like.”

Although he was puzzled, Qiu Yan would not investigate rashly, so as not to cause future troubles. Now is the time when more things are worse than less things. The black hands behind the Book Collection Inn have not yet figured out, and they really don't have the energy to provoke other enemies.

Thinking about it, he focused his attention on the pedestrians and scenes along the way. With the help of perception and divine aura, he could vaguely understand other people's hearts through their emotions.

Along the way, relying on these methods, I have collected a lot of information about people's livelihood. At the same time, I looked at the layout of the city and compared it with the scenes of the previous dynasty I read from books in my memory and the Eastern Capital Menghua I experienced not long ago. It also made Qiu Yan's understanding of Xingjing improved a lot invisibly.

"In the capital city of the former dynasty, the division of the city and square was very strict. The residential area and the commercial area were closed to each other. However, the capital city of Darui is no longer so strictly divided. Teahouses, taverns, and shops are almost everywhere. , but, after all, it can’t compare to the prosperity of the Eastern Capital.”

Looking at the signboards of the shops along the way, listening to the words of people in and out of the shops, and seeing small vendors along the way, Qiu Yan slowly grasped some subtleties.

"In the previous dynasty, the city was divided into 120 lines and 220 lines, all of which were divided according to the types of commodities sold. Individuals involved in commerce were mostly merchants, traders, homeless people, and handicraftsmen. In the Darui Dynasty, the division of industries in the previous dynasty was inherited. On top of the basics, entertainment, restaurants, hotels, and even some hidden places have been added, as well as the so-called 'lower-tier' industries, according to the division of previous lives, this is already a thriving tertiary industry."

Walking on the streets of Xingjing, Qiu Yan's mind and mind gradually merged with it. In the voices of passers-by, in the cries of vendors around, in the lights and shadows of various characters and colors on the signboards along the street, he gradually deepened, faintly and harmoniously. The breath of the whole city is combined, and thoughts are spinning in his mind.

"Things in the world are impermanent. Xingjing City seems to be bright. In fact, the dark tide is raging, so it is not a danger to the temple. The combination of merchants and businessmen alone is dangerous. According to the practice of imperial examinations in the past dynasties, it is very likely that a major military event will be selected in this exam. Asking about strategies, but I don't know who the examiner is, so it's hard to figure it out..."

Candidates who take the test must know how to judge the time in addition to their own knowledge. Trying to figure out the mind of the examiner is one of the most important ones. As far as the content of the examination paper is concerned, the first thing many people do when they come to the capital is to visit relatives and friends, and to explore through their connections.

But for Qiu Yan, everything has to wait until the identity of the chief examiner is confirmed before he can act.

As he walked, Qiu Yan's mind slowly wandered, and he felt a huge will, and he couldn't help being startled, and then he realized clearly, separated a little perception, and contacted that will.

Xingjing, this city, has gone through wind and frost, once prosperous and once dilapidated. In history, many dynasties established their capitals here. page of .

Flipping through the pages of the book, there is a picture scroll in front of Qiu Yan.

"what?"

In the center of the city, in the imperial city, in a palace located in the deep palace, suddenly there was a light sigh.

"Someone read the same thoughts as Xingjing? Want to read the history of the city? Could it be that another great Confucian traveled here to study?"

Amidst this light hey, an idea spread out from the palace, faintly touched the atmosphere of the city, and instantly contacted Qiu Yan's consciousness, but quickly receded.

"Interesting, interesting, this scholar, very interesting..."

After a few breaths, Qiu Yan came outside the appointed tea shop, but he seemed a little in a trance, at first glance, he looked sleepy.

"Brother Qiu, you're here..." Zhou Guan and others sat around a table, his seat was facing the store door, and he greeted Qiu Yan when he saw him.

Qiu Yan just woke up like a dream, the feelings in his heart dissipated, but he grasped a little breath, stored it in his heart, slowly brewed it, and then walked forward to talk with Zhou Guan and others.

Several hours later, everyone said their goodbyes and returned to their residences.

Tonight there is the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, and there are many candidates for the exam. Some candidates feel that the exam is coming soon, and they have no intention of playing, and want to go back to study; while some have no intention of reading, and want to see the prosperity of Xingjing.

Even Luo Jiayun, Zhou Guan, Cao Hanqi and others had different ideas, so they went back and prepared separately at noon.

But Qiu Yan returned to the inn, had lunch, and then went back to his room, closing the door behind him.

"My son is coming and going in such a hurry, what's going on? Could something have happened?"

Outside the door, Dai Guo looked at Qiu Yan's closed door suspiciously, and muttered in a low voice.

Hu Qi next to him shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Young master has his own opinions in doing things, so we don't have to worry about it. Speaking of which, I saw a familiar figure in the city a few days ago, and it is likely to be someone from that sect."

"Huh?" Dai Guo was puzzled at first, and then surprised, "A member of that sect? Then you have to be careful. Although that sect has no roots in the hinterland of the Central Plains, it should not be underestimated."

"Yes, I plan to..."

Hu Qi started talking with Dai Guo, but they didn't notice that when they were talking, the native dog tied by the door moved furtively, biting the rope that tied him with his teeth, struggling hard, but With little success.

"Huh?" This movement finally alarmed Dai Guo, he yanked the rope, turned out the tongue coating pulled by the dirt dog, and pulled it back.

"You reckless man! A moment of complacency..."

The local dog was in a hurry, but he was strangled so hard that he couldn't say the whole thing.

However, when it was foaming at the mouth, it suddenly saw that the door of Qiu Yan's room opened a gap, and saw the baby ginseng riding a beast, and the ancient Chinese characters wrapped around the incense burner. inside out.

"No! No!"

The earth dog struggled again, but failed to make a sound. It could only watch the group of things, and sneaked away from behind the window at the end of the corridor.

………………

Time flies, night falls, and the lights start to come on, and the whole Xingjing City soon becomes lively, every house is decorated with lights, and colored lights are hung up one by one.

The girls and boys in the city also came out of their homes, wandering and playing in the city in groups of three or four. On the various streets, hawkers gathered and people came and went, which was a bustling scene.

There are also prostitutes competing for beauty, there are talented people fighting in the building, and warriors are drinking outside the building.

"Sister Ji, wait here for a while, I'll come as soon as I go."

Among the crowd, Xu Ran and Ji Zheng, who were dressed in men's clothes, walked through it. Suddenly, Xu Ran saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and turned to say something to Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng smiled slightly: "You are going to see your lover. It stands to reason that my sister shouldn't bother you. It's just that your father gave orders when you came here."

Xu Ran pouted immediately, but had no choice but to run over with Ji Zheng.

Wen Zhizhen was fighting lantern riddles with people in front, winning again and again, and the surroundings were full of praise. Suddenly, two ladies came over and talked with Wen Zhizhen, and the onlookers became envious again.

The Lantern Festival in Xingjing has a long history, and there are quite a few unwritten rules. It can be seen at a glance like this that the characters who are disguised as men are usually the ladies of official families.

Envy is nothing but envy, but no one goes up to spoil the scenery. You must know that in the past, I don't know how many poor boys won the favor of wealthy daughters and officials, turned around and sang.

Not far away, under a locust tree, Pang Qianru was talking with Song Qian.

"...Since Qiu Yan has talent and learning, he will not let this literary meeting go easily. I heard that the judges of the literary meeting are the heads of several academies, and it is said that Zai Zhi will be present."

"That can be said to be a grand event." Song Qian nodded, and was about to say more, but was interrupted by Pang Qianru waving her hand, and saw a smile on the latter's face.

"It's not urgent, I didn't expect that I just left for a while, and let that little girl sneak in." After saying that, Pang Qianru walked towards Wen Zhizhen.

"Sister, then..." Song Qian hurriedly followed.

While walking, Pang Qianru turned her head and said, "No hurry, I have already ordered people to pay attention to the scholar named Qiu Yan."

She didn't deliberately lower her voice, and the word "Qiu Yan" was heard by Ji Zheng who was on the opposite side, causing the latter's complexion to change slightly.

Almost at the same moment, there were two places in the city where Qiu Yan's name was being mentioned.

One of them is located in a dark place, the shopkeeper of the book collection inn is kneeling on the ground with a respectful face, telling everything about meeting Qiu Yan, without hiding anything.

The other place is an exquisitely furnished Accord, several men are seated in different places, and the one sitting at the top is the black-faced Prince Wang Fu.

"You mean, this Qiu Yan is a disciple of Ma Yang? A member of the old party?" (To be continued. Please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)