Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

In Wenyuan Pavilion.

The three of them sat down in order, and soon a servant brought tea.

"I wonder how Brother Kui got time to come here today?" Wen Tailai, as the host, asked.

"Brother Wen, I heard you say that there seems to be a grand event to be held here. Take a look at my nephew."

Kui Hengwu laughed, and then pushed Fang Yue, who was sitting upright and meticulous, out and introduced him to Wen Tailai.

, but Wen Tailai did not respond immediately. Instead, he looked Fang Yue up and down, his eyes flickering.

But on the surface, Fang Yue is also considered an average person, and even looks a bit ordinary. He belongs to the type that is hard to find if thrown into the crowd.

However, although Wen Tailai looks rough, he is very careful. He knows that Kui Hengwu is not a joker. Since he mentioned that matter, he must not be aimless.

In other words, the young man in front of him must be extraordinary.

Sure enough, he soon found the difference.

The young man in front of him seemed to have sensed the Qi, and he did not take any secret medicine. He really tempered his own Qi and achieved the sense of Qi through the method of Qi training. He only needed one step to transform the Qi into himself, and truly laid the foundation for the Qi transformation realm.

At this point, the martial arts practice can be regarded as entering the hall, and the life span is 200 years, which is truly on the road to immortality.

Otherwise, the short life of a mortal can be said to be fleeting, so what does it count for.

In this way, this person is qualified.

Martial arts are enough, but if you want to marry the daughter of his Wen family, you have to have some literary talent.

"Well, not bad, not bad. How old is my nephew this year, and are you married?" Wen Tailai nodded, and then asked hurriedly.

I always have to confirm it again, otherwise if I misunderstand, it will hurt the harmony between friends.

Hearing this, Fang Yue immediately glanced at Kui Hengwu, and felt that he was here for a blind date today.

But he still told the other party this information.

"Yeah, yeah."

Wen Tailai nodded. The conditions were not bad. He was recommended by an old friend. He thought he could give Fang Yue a chance.

At this time, Kui Hengwu leaned over and whispered a few words to Wen Tailai.

"Are you serious?" Wen Tailai seemed too surprised to ask.

"Of course I am serious." Kui Hengwu smiled and said with certainty.

After the two of them had a riddle-like question and answer, Wen Tailai looked at Fang Yue carefully from top to bottom.

"Not bad, not bad, really not bad. My nephew is very talented, so I won't show off. My nephew, just wait for my good news. This thing will definitely work."

Wen Tailai smiled, and suddenly, his attitude towards Fang Yue changed from a friend's nephew to a much more friendly one, just like treating his own nephew.

After staying in Wenyuan Pavilion for a while, Kui Hengwu took Fang Yue away.

"What did you just follow?" Fang Yue always felt like he was on a pirate ship, but he couldn't figure it out. What did Kui Hengwu say he was taking him to do before?

Find a relationship to take care of his family when he is not around, so that his family can be protected from the threat of Na Luowei.

After all, his family can't stay in Xinyifang all their lives.

Besides, Fang Yue is not around.

As a local snake, Na Luowei has many ways to get his parents out of Xinyifang.

After leaving Xinyifang, it is easy for the commander of the patrol city guard to create some troubles.

Fang Yue originally thought that he had to discuss and negotiate the conditions, but he didn't expect that it would end with just a few simple words.

"Okay, don't think too much. No matter whether this matter succeeds or not, as long as the news spreads, you don't have to worry about the safety of your parents and family within one or two years." Kui Hengwu said.

Fang Yue nodded.

At this time, the two were walking to the gate of Wenyuan Pavilion. Then, a young man in black brocade robe, holding a folding fan, with a face as white as jade and beautiful features, came to Wenyuan Pavilion with a bookboy who was only twelve or thirteen years old and had a pigtail.

He passed by Fang Yue.

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"Was that the one just now the Kui head of the Examination Pavilion of the Sitianjian?" The young man turned around and looked at Fang Yue and the two who were gradually walking away and asked.

"Yes, it was Kui Hengwu." An old voice sounded, and the one who spoke was the young bookboy next to the young man.

If the bookboy didn't speak, no one could imagine that a child who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old had an old accent.

In terms of feeling, it was like an old man in his seventies or eighties who was about to die.

"It was him, it seems that the one next to him is also a strong opponent." Wu Wende smiled faintly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes when he looked at Fang Yue.

Wu Wende, the third young master of the Wu family in Gengjin City, was destined to have nothing to do with inheriting the family business because he was not the eldest son.

So he set his sights on marrying into some wealthy families.

This time, I heard that the Wen family in Central Yujing City was interested in recruiting unmarried women from several branches of the family.

So, he came.

Although he is a branch of the Wen family, if he has a relationship with them, can't he use the resources of the main branch of the Wen family? Even without saying these, just being able to obtain the qualification to practice the secret method of the Wen family is worth it.

"Master, you are overthinking. The guy next to him is not good-looking. He is one of the top 100 talents in Wei. Among the two capitals and 13 provinces, no one has won the civil jinshi degree in the past five years."

"So, even if he is a qi-sensing martial artist, he can never meet the requirements of the Wen family. A person who is destined to be a runner-up is not worth the young master's attention." The young book boy said.

"Oh, in that case, forget it."

Wu Wende smiled slightly, and the cold light in his eyes flashed. He was polite and gentle like jade.

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At night,

Wen Tailai took a car to Xinyifang, the Wen family's courtyard in Wu Tu City.

As one of the closest relatives of the Shanyang Prefecture Wen family, and even an elder, Wen Tailai was received with high standards.

"Uncle, I wonder what you are here for tonight?" asked Widow Yu.

Although Widow Yu had been married for a long time, her husband had died long ago and returned to the Shanyang Prefecture Wen family a few years ago.

Now here, other elders of the family have not arrived yet. Now she is the oldest one, not to mention that she met her uncle Wen Tailai when she was a child.

"Hehe, it's nothing big. Now the Wei Dynasty is in turmoil, with wars on three sides. Although our Wen family is deeply rooted, it may not be able to completely protect you in the future, so the family decided to find some people for you to rely on."

These things have been notified to the women of the right age in advance.

I came here today just because Wen Lan's branch is the closest to him, so I came here again to ask for care.

Wen Lan nodded, naturally a little helpless.

But being in such a big family, it seems to enjoy the wealth and glory that ordinary people can hardly enjoy, but sometimes, even the most basic freedom is difficult to guarantee.

For the benefit of the family, it is nothing to pay a little.

"Does it have to be like this?" Widow Yu said with some sadness.

In fact, she married out for this reason in the past.

For this arrangement of the family, she understands it, but also knows the pain in it personally. Naturally, she was unwilling to see her niece follow her old path.

"It must be so."

Wen Tailai shook his head, and then continued: "Don't worry, the people selected this time are all all-rounders who are both civil and military, and will never humiliate my Wen family."

Family marriage is what a family must go through to grow and develop.

However, the current size of the Wen family is definitely impossible to continue to marry with those families of the same level.

Otherwise, how can the royal family of Wei be at ease.

Therefore, they can only recruit relatives and find some potential seeds to join the Wen family.

"Today I came to tell you about a person. I have seen this person. He is outstanding in all aspects. What's more rare is that his literary talent is the best among all the candidates."

"When the time comes, if you really can't choose, you can't go wrong by choosing this person."

Wen Tailai smiled slightly.

This aroused the curiosity of Widow Yu and Wen Lan. Facing Wen Tailai, Wen Lan was still a little shy and didn't dare to ask.

Widow Yu had no such scruples, and immediately asked: "Uncle is so confident, what ability does that person have to deserve such praise from uncle?"

"There is no need to talk about martial arts, that person is the supervisor of the Sitianjian. In terms of literary talent, he has written two famous articles handed down from generation to generation, one of which is Jiang Xue, which has spread throughout the Wei Dynasty. Is this person not bad?"

Wen Tailai was very confident. The young man introduced to him by his old friend was really good. He was extremely talented and had such literary talent. He was not a straw bag. It was simply the most suitable to be the son-in-law of his Wen family.

If it weren't for the fact that several women in the main lineage had either been engaged early or married, it would be very suitable to recruit a son-in-law for the main lineage.

It's no wonder that he is so optimistic about Fang Yue. After all, Fang Yue has brilliant literary talent and the ability to transcend the ordinary and become a saint. If he can continue to write such poems and articles that can be passed down through the ages in the future.

Then there is a chance to meet the Wen family's practice rituals and have the opportunity to ascend to heaven.

Thinking of this, Wen Tailai couldn't help shaking his head in his heart.

Well, the celestial being is still too far away, so we can only regard it as an expectation.

"Oh, it's the author of this poem!" Wen Lan was moved when she heard this, and the reluctance on her face disappeared now.

Sometimes, as the saying goes, since you can't resist, you might as well accept it.

The reason why the head of the Wen family took the path of literature is naturally because of the special nature of the family's martial arts, and wanted to achieve the highest achievement and ascend to the celestial being.

The ritual is to absorb the peak literary energy.

Of course, ordinary people dare not even think about ascending to the celestial being, and even ordinary people don't even know what the celestial being realm is.

But it doesn't prevent the Wen family from looking for some people with brilliant literary talent and high martial arts cultivation to marry.

So, after learning that the destined person that Wen Tailai found for her had written such a poem, the resistance in her heart suddenly subsided a lot.

But it's different from Wen Lan.

At this moment, a storm was set off in the heart of Widow Yu.

If I remember correctly, Jiang Xue's poem seems to be written by Fang Yue.

Could it be that the person Wen Tai was talking to was Fang Yue?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Widow Yu couldn't help but shake her head in her heart. How could Fang Yue escape from Shanyang Prefecture?

Even her family had to work hard to leave Shanyang Prefecture in batches. Fang Yue, who had no family background or connections, was probably already...

Thinking of this, Widow Yu couldn't help but feel sad.

If it weren't for Anu, she wouldn't have wanted to leave at that time.

Unfortunately, many times, many things, there is no choice, no choice, and you can only go with the flow.

"Remember, that person is called Fang Yue. Well, I'm staying here for quite a while today. If I don't leave, I won't be able to go back tonight."

After saying this, Wen Tailai stood up and said goodbye.

Widow Yu and Wen Lan naturally stood up to see him off.

Wait until Wen Tailai's carriage sped away and disappeared at the end of the street corner.

Wen Lan came back to her senses and asked absentmindedly, "Who did Third Uncle talk about just now? Fang Yue? Aunt, do you think there is such a coincidence in this world that there is also a person named Fang Yue with the same name and surname as that peasant?"

"It must be the same name and surname. The Wei Dynasty is so big, with a population of billions. Besides, Fang Yue is a peasant. It is rare for him to practice martial arts. How can he write such a poem? It must not be the same person!"

Wen Lan shook her head and couldn't help but sneered.

She really thought too much. What was she thinking about? How could Fang Yue, a peasant, have such good literary talent? She must have thought too much.

"Well, maybe."

At this time, Widow Yu was shocked. The name Fang Yue, plus the familiar poem. She was able to confirm that the Fang Yue that Third Uncle just mentioned was the same Fang Yue in her memory.

In other words, Fang Yue really escaped from Shanyang Prefecture.

And it seems that he came here.

Then I don't know if I can run into him again.

Thinking about it, I was a little dazed for a moment.

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It was the next day.

Wenlan finally settled down today. She washed her face early in the morning, had breakfast, and then dressed up and went out shopping.

Women are like this. No matter when and where, they always like to go shopping.

"Anu, follow your sister, don't run around. I heard that in this Wu Tu giant city, Qinglan Street has the best scenery and Juxianglou has the most delicious food."

Wenlan blah blah, talking about the customs and customs of this Wu Tu giant city, as well as some famous streets, snacks, and attractions.

Although Wenlan had never been to this city, at this time, she looked like an old man.

"Hey, sister Wenlan, is that Brother Fang Yue? Hurry up and follow him. I think I saw Brother Fang Yue just now."

Just as Wenlan was introducing herself, Wenlan, who had just promised her to be obedient, had already run out like a puff of smoke.