Dao fruit.

"Others don't think highly of Qiu Yan. If I go there now, it's like sending charcoal in a timely manner. It's easier to impress him?"

After leaving the academy, Qi Jiulian went straight to the city in a carriage. On the way, he was still recalling a few instructions from his grandfather, his mind was full of thoughts, and he was a little surprised.

After much deliberation, it will eventually turn into one sentence——

"Why is grandfather so optimistic about Qiu Yan?"

Regarding this point, he was puzzled, but at the moment when he passed through the gate of the city and felt the slow change of the city's mind, Qi Jiulian was startled.

"That's right, when I was in the academy just now, I saw the ups and downs of the city's thoughts. Could it be that it originated from the Gongyuan? Is it because of Qiu Yan? Grandpa is a scholar of heaven and man, and can sense gains and losses from a distance. That's why he said those words?"

Thinking about it, he shook his head again.

"The will of the city is not like the consciousness of a human being. It is a kind of aggregation. It is not easy to mobilize it. Even if you try it, it will be an opportunity, but without the help of the human order, it will be impossible. Qiu Yan is famous, but after all, he is young. He is not very old, so he might not be able to do this. In addition, he has not been in Xingjing for a long time. His understanding of this city must be superficial like other candidates, and he only sees the splendor and prosperity. , but cannot see something deeper."

But the next moment, he frowned again: "However, Grandpa's knowledge is beyond my imagination. There must be some reason why I can't figure out why he is so optimistic about Qiu Yan."

Thinking of this, he felt a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's just that if Qiu Yan beats Wen Zhizhen, how can I get along with him? Do I really want to be shorter than him?"

With such thoughts in mind, the carriage arrived at the alley where Li Gongyuan was unwilling, and was stopped by the patrolling soldiers.

During the test, the vigilance was never relaxed, and everyone who came and went would be interrogated. Fortunately, Qi Jiulian had a good reputation in the capital, and he also carried a token of Taixu Academy on him.

"I went to the Gongyuan to wait for my friend." After clarifying the matter.The soldiers were finally let go, but they still warned: "Young Master Qi, it's too early now. Usually, candidates don't hand in their papers until noon, and most of them will wait until the evening to check carefully before handing in their papers."

"Thank you for the reminder, it's okay." Although Qi Jiulian is arrogant, he doesn't show it all the time, when talking to soldiers.It's also amiable.

After speaking, walk forward, the road ahead, you can't take a car.

After getting out of the carriage and walking down-to-earth, the consciousness of the city swimming faintly in the ground became much clearer. The closer he was to the Gongyuan, the more he could feel a faint coercion.

"The Gongyuan is a place where humanities are placed. Usually, there is coercion, which can make people solemn. Now that the imperial examination is in progress, it will even involve the political situation in the future. It is not surprising that there is such a coercion, but I always I feel that there is something more around me, could it be..."

This idea is still turning in my heart.The next moment, Qi Jiulian suddenly felt his surroundings were empty and his mind was clear.That faint coercion quickly receded!

At the same time, the will of the city that was beating faintly underground also disappeared, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and it could no longer be felt.

This kind of feeling is originally a kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling. If it weren't for Qi Jiulian's constant influence with his grandfather, and he also learned good calligraphy with charm in his heart, it would be impossible to replace it with another scholar with no cultivation Perceived.

"What's going on?" Qi Jiulian was puzzled, and before he could figure it out, a guard came up ahead.

"Master Qi, my lady invites you to come over."

Qi Jiulian recognized that it was the Pang Family Nursing Academy. It is said that he has a high level of cultivation. Knowing that it was sent by Pang Qianru, he nodded and followed.

Shuttle among the crowd waiting for the exam, Qi Jiulian noticed that there was a lingering fear on the face of the nurse, and his heart moved, but before he could ask a question, he had already arrived at the tea shop, and the goal was four delicate faces, Three of them had solemn faces.

Seeing the expressions of Pang Qianru, Song Qian and Ji Zheng, Qi Jiulian's heart trembled, his thoughts became connected, and his eyes fell on the closed gate of the Gongyuan.

"Could it be that the fluctuation of the city's thoughts just now is really related to the candidates in the tribute courtyard? Why did they disperse?"

Thinking about it, he was in a trance, and vaguely saw the entire Gongyuan covered by a yellow flood. In the flood, there was a vortex running through the top and bottom, breaking through the water, and pointing directly at the sky!

………………

In the examination room, Qiu Yan put his pen aside, let out a long breath, then raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead.

On his forehead, there are many traces of sweat, which is very rare for warriors who are destined to cultivate in the third stage. Warriors control the flesh and blood, pinch the pores, and have been able to seal the sweat long ago, and steam it vigorously.

Now, the reason why Qiu Yan is showing fatigue is that Qiu Yan is so engrossed in writing that he doesn't even care about his flesh and blood. He devotes all his attention to sorting out his thoughts, comprehending the thoughts of the city, mobilizing the spirit of the sages, and finally merging them into the examination papers.

"It is really not an easy task to fight against the humanistic way represented by the Gongyuan. Even with external help, it still consumes a lot of energy, and it is not easy to mobilize the incense and mind to replenish."

Xianghuo's mind belongs to the divine way, but the Gongyuan is a place of humanism. Qiu Yan was originally rejected by the Gongyuan because of his supernatural powers. , mind, are not replenished.

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan's eyes fell on the examination paper, and he was about to read it through, but when he looked at it, his face showed surprise.

"Huh? This test paper..."

He whispered, stretched out two fingers, clamped the examination paper, pinched it lightly, and frowned.

"The quality of the paper on this paper has actually changed. This feeling is somewhat similar to..."

Qiu Yan pondered for a while, and made various guesses, but his physical condition is not good at the moment. It is a heavy burden for the Gongyuan to suppress Chaofan. After opening the magical powers, he came into contact with the dragon energy and the will of the city, and perfected his own strategy, but in the end he was affected by the backlash, leaving hidden dangers, and he was close to the limit.

"The top priority is to go back as soon as possible to recite carefully and cultivate for a few days, otherwise there will be hidden dangers. However, this shattered air column has also allowed me to get in touch with the secrets of luck. Go back and borrow the book of luck and ginseng treasures. , take a look."

Thinking of this, he glanced at the examination paper with a slight change in paper quality.

"The nature of this question paper has changed, and it doesn't fit in with the surroundings, but it may be a turning point, so don't worry too much."

After thinking about it, he took all the other test papers, read them through, checked for omissions, and found out that there were no mistakes. Then, with a flick of his finger, he shook the test paper, flicking away the scattered essays and spirits on it, and followed He got up to pack his things, and at the same time called the inspectors over.

"Mr. Qiu, what's the matter with you?" The guard was unexpectedly kind, and when he came over, he lowered his airs and smiled apologetically.

Qiu Yan didn't know how to put on airs, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you soldier, I've finished writing this paper."

"Huh?" The guard was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated, "Are you going to hand in the paper?"

"That's right," Qiu Yan nodded. He had already packed his things and handed over the test paper.

But the officer didn't take it immediately, but persuaded Qiu Yan not to rush to hand in the paper, but to check it again.

Qiu Yan needed to go back to recuperate, and the examination paper had already condensed his energy, and he had done everything he could, so there was no need to stay any longer.

The guard had no choice but to ask Qiu Yan to wait a little longer: "My lord, wait a moment. I can't be alone when I collect the test papers."

This is also a rule, it can be regarded as a restrictive method. After the guard said it, he called a person, and it turned out to be the number one soldier named Wang He.

Qiu Yan's departure attracted the attention of others.

"Who is this person who handed in the paper so early?"

In the numbered room along the way, many candidates looked over. The scene of staring at Wen Zhizhen in front of the gate of the Gongyuan earlier made Qiu Yan famous among the candidates. Everyone recognized him with different expressions.

"This person handed in the paper so early, either because he had nothing in mind, or because he was confident. However, after all, he has some reputation and deeds, so it should be the latter."

Similar thoughts arose in the hearts of the candidates, forming pressure and urging them to spur.

"I heard that this person and Wen Zhizhen made an appointment to compete in the test. Wen Zhizhen was famous for half a month, but Qiu Yan was silent. Now that it's the test, he has begun to perform. Could it be that he wants to take advantage of the situation?"

Everything in the world has two sides.

If Qiu Yan ignored the crowd and kept a low profile to the end, Wen Zhizhen's limelight in Xingjing would become a good story, fulfilling his reputation as a romantic and talented man.

However, if Qiu Yanhui tries to rise and instead overwhelms Wen Zhizhen, there will be a story of "the clerk hangs around the cup, and Qiu Jinshi concentrates on reading at night", which warns future generations not to get carried away with complacency, and be cautious about being alone.

These are all things to say later, the most urgent task of the candidates is to complete the examination papers, and they just lowered their heads to answer the papers after thinking about it.

Not to mention how the examinees are, but to say that after sending Qiu Yan away, Wang He and the other two soldiers took his exam papers, sent them to be aliased and transcribed. This is a means to prevent fraud. .

Knowing that someone handed in the test paper so early, Zheng Quan, the mistress, was also surprised, but when he took the test paper, the accident disappeared, and then his face changed slightly, and he stretched out his finger to rub the paper on the last test paper. Rub it.

"The quality of the paper is wrong!"

With a thought in his heart, Zheng Quan became more and more puzzled when he thought about it carefully.

"If it's cheating, you shouldn't be so careless!" Thinking so, but he didn't dare to be negligent, he hurriedly turned to that sheet, looked at it, and was taken aback for a moment. It was only after taking a breath that he came back to his senses, and then his face was serious!

Zheng Quan got rid of his immersion, took a closer look, then took a deep breath, and the hand holding the test paper trembled slightly!

"The sage paper! This... Where did the prodigal son come from to use the sage paper to write his policy theory, does he not know that this paper is precious? No, no..." (To be continued...)

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