Dao Fruit

These two Confucian scholars were the two people who were scolded by Qiu Yan in the tavern during the day. They had just received invitations from the literary conference and were going to the banquet. When they saw Qiu Yan coming back, they couldn't help but be surprised.

"Brother Zhang, how come Qiu Yan didn't do anything after he beat up a man from the marsh and was summoned by Master Jieduzhi?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

"This is a weird thing, but you and I will go to the banquet tonight and meet the children of military bosses. If we inquire about it then, we can get some secret information."

"Yes, you and I now have different visions and wider connections. We should make good use of them."

While the two were still talking, they saw the servant in green who had sent invitations to him and others, walking towards Qiu Yan's room. Not long after, Qiu Yan held an invitation and walked out of the room.

"this……"

Seeing Qiu Yan walking by without looking at themselves, the two Confucian scholars reacted.

"You're so arrogant. You don't even look at you and me. You don't take us seriously at all!"

"Brother Liu, please be patient." The Confucian scholar surnamed Zhang calmed down, "Although I don't know what method he used to get through and get the invitation to the literary conference, but don't forget who are the people at this cultural conference. , without two brushes, you will only be embarrassed and become a laughing stock!”

"Yes! Yes!" The Confucian scholar surnamed Liu also reacted and laughed, "A great Confucian scholar can scare this Qiu student to faint even if he takes a test of knowledge. In this literary meeting, he will make people laugh even more generously. You and I have today Let’s watch the show…”

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Wenqu Tower is an outlier in Wuxin City.

Because it is a military garrison, the entire Wuxin City exudes a rough, iron-blooded battlefield atmosphere. Even the taverns and inns are all simply decorated, advocating practicality, and there are not many gorgeous furnishings.

But Wenqu Building is different, with several floors of attics. Nine ridges cover the roof, the brackets are carved with tigers, a garden is arranged in front of the door, and the bay faces the front, which is luxurious and grand.

It is said that the Jiedushi spent a lot of money to design and build this attic by masters and craftsmen invited from the capital, so that the daughter of his family could experience the noble style of Dali.

At this moment, in front of Wenqu Building. A young man in bright clothes and an angry horse was being led by the servants in the building, through the bay and into the attic.

Each of these slaves was dressed in bright clothes, which ordinary people could not afford to wear. They were just slaves. After entering the room, a young woman in a gauze came to guide the way. Her smiles and smiles were charming.

Except for teenagers and young people. A few more sedans landed in front of the door, and the people who came out of the sedans were all well-dressed women in undershirts and skirts, with maids waiting beside them. At first glance, she looked like a young lady from an official family.

These women were familiar with each other and entered the Wenqu Tower.

Not long after, almost all the teenagers, young men, and ladies came in, and some scholars in green shirts came outside the building. Compared with the previous people, the clothes of these scholars seemed a bit shabby, but many of them were handsome, elegant and elegant. He exudes indifference and confidence when walking. In terms of temperament alone, he is not inferior.

"Brother Gu, today's literary meeting is completely different from the previous ones. Not only are students like me coming, but also the children of military officers and civil servants in this city will be present. This is a good time for you and me to show off our skills."

Fang Ziyan and Gu Yan were walking side by side. Fang Ziyan was speaking with a radiant face.

After hearing this, Gu Yanzhi nodded and said, "What Brother Fang said is reasonable, but I heard that Mr. Zhao has the intention of choosing a disciple for this literary conference. Compared with this, other things are unimportant."

"Of course." Fang Ziyan nodded in agreement.

Zhao Bingcheng is a master of Shu studies and has profound knowledge. In addition, he has a large number of disciples. Although it cannot be said that the world is full of students, many of his students are serving in the court. If he becomes his disciple, nothing else. There is no need to worry about the imperial examination. During the provincial examination, no matter which examiner he is, he must give Zhao Bingcheng some face.

While they were talking, Fang Ziyan and Gu Yan entered the Wenqu Tower surrounded by a group of Confucian scholars.

When Qiu Yan came to the building, a servant came to greet him. He handed over the invitation and left.

Before coming, Qiu Yan changed his clothes. He put on the blue shirt issued by the government after passing the scholar examination. He tied his waist and straightened his neck, which made him look fresh. This was not his vanity, but basic etiquette, expressing his feelings for the emperor. In respect of others, if you deliberately wear out-of-style clothes when attending a formal banquet, it is not a sign of low-key, but a lack of etiquette.

However, his clothes looked shabby even compared to the servants leading the way. Fortunately, most of the scholars who came here had ordinary intentions and were not outstanding.

After passing the bay and crossing the threshold, there is the flower hall.

There were curtains everywhere in the spacious hall, and crisp laughter could be heard from time to time. Many young men in brocade clothes and scholars in blue shirts who had come in earlier were talking and laughing with a young woman.

These are all the poor people in Wenqulou.

Deep in the flower hall, the sound of a piano could be heard.

Talents, beauties, and charming people have been a pleasure for scholars since ancient times. The Confucian scholars who came here were all scholars with great reputations, and there were even a few candidates. Of course, they did not want to be left behind. They talked with the woman about Taoism, recited poems, and painted pictures. .

"The rouge atmosphere in this building is too strong, and there are also thoughts that corrode people's hearts. If you stay in a place like this for too long, you will inevitably become bored with things."

Shaking his head, Qiu Yan rejected the two women who came up to him and found a seat. After sitting down, he closed his eyes and rested. This time he came as promised because he was invited by Zhao Bingcheng, not Song. It belongs to my young lady, but since I am here, I naturally have plans.

"Isn't that person Qiu Yan?"

Most of the scholars who come to this building live in the inn. When they see Qiu Yan come in, they recognize him immediately. They inevitably talk about him, show their wit, and make the beauties next to them smile.

"Zhang Sheng, Liu Sheng, you guys said this afternoon that Qiu Yan had insulted the prince of the Marsh people and was summoned by the Jiedushi. Why did he also receive the invitation to the cultural gathering?"

Soon, someone started asking.

Zhang Sheng and Liu Sheng were the two Confucian scholars from before. They arrived with Qiu Yan. After hearing the words, they couldn't answer and just made guesses.

"Oh? Is this Qiu Yan very famous?"

Listening to the discussions among the scholars, the two young men in brocade clothes felt interested, so they came over and started asking.

These two young men looked young, but their steps were steady when they walked and their eyes were like stars when they looked around. They were obviously skilled in martial arts and had considerable attainments.

"Master Qi, Master Yang..."

I saw two people coming. Many scholars hurriedly saluted, including Fang Ziyan and Gu Yanyan.

The fathers of these two young masters, one named Qi Xin and the other Yang Dingyuan, were both close generals of Jiedushi. They held high positions and held military power, and they could not be offended by others.

The literati of the Darui Dynasty looked down upon the warriors, but that was also a matter of distinction. If the people present were officials of the imperial court, they would certainly not be afraid of military commanders. But at the moment, these scholars have not yet entered the official ranks, but only have titles. How dare they offend the powerful military commanders, and they are also very polite to the sons of military commanders.

At that moment, someone told Qi Xin and Yang Dingyuan about Qiu Yan.

"Oh? Are you frightened by the test? Could it be that he is an unlearned person who has followed the wrong path? However, you said that he had a conflict with the swamp people and even took action. He must not be a timid person. Interesting . Interesting." Qi Xin chuckled after hearing this, and then walked towards Qiu Yan.

"Brother Qi, what are you doing?" Yang Dingyuan, who was slightly younger, was suspicious, but he still followed.

"Is this Brother Qiu?"

Qiu Yan had long felt that someone was observing him. Hearing Qi Xin's greeting, he was not surprised. He opened his eyes and stood up to return the greeting.

"I'm Qi Xin. I heard that your Excellency has a conflict with the little king of the marsh people. The marsh people are cruel and will not let it go. Brother Qiu needs to be more careful."

"Thank you, Mr. Qi, for your concern." Qiu Yan responded politely.

Qi Xin smiled and continued: "Brother Qiu was able to take down the bodyguards of the Marsh people with one move. It shows that he has extraordinary skills and is capable of both civil and military skills. It is really admirable. However, the Marsh people are cunning. I'm afraid there will be trouble. I heard that Brother Qiu will be in trouble this afternoon." I went to the Jiedushi Mansion and was reprimanded by the general? However, don’t worry, my father has some friendship with the Jiedushi..."

Hearing this, Qiu Yan understood what the other party was thinking and wanted to win over him.

"This Wuxin City has a bit of an undercurrent, and there are fights everywhere. Qi Xin is very scheming at a young age. He seems to be talking, but in fact he is condescending and wants to show me the way."

Qiu Yan had no intention of interfering with these things.

Noticing that Qiu Yan was not enthusiastic, Qi Xin frowned slightly. Yang Dingyuan next to him couldn't help but said: "My eldest brother is determined to promote you. I heard that your knowledge and performance are not very good. Mr. Zhao fainted with just a few words." But since I have practiced martial arts, I might as well try to take up martial arts. With the help of Brother Qi and me, I may not be able to do something great."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan just shook his head and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Reputation is really important. Not long ago, the frightening news spread out. Some people came to persuade me to give up my writing and join the army. If I left it alone, it would not develop to what extent. In the future, if I succeed in the imperial examination, I will have everything. It may be used to make trouble.”

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of the piano in the depths of the flower hall suddenly stopped, and then a few servants walked out and blew out several candles in the flower hall.

The light suddenly softened, and then one by one, women carrying octagonal lanterns walked out from the curtains and dispersed throughout the hall.

"Everyone, the literary meeting has begun. The first part is guessing lantern riddles."

Hearing this voice, many Confucian scholars were gearing up and eager to give it a try.

Fang Ziyan said to Gu Yan: "Brother Gu, I want to try this time to see if I can suppress you."

Gu Yan smiled without saying a word and walked directly to a lantern.

The rules for guessing lantern riddles are simple. The riddle is written on the lantern, and the answer is held by the lady in her hand. If the answer is correct, the riddle is torn off and the person with the answer is given a piece of paper. The person who collects the most pieces of paper is the winner. Winner, this is a well-known entertainment activity in Darui country.

Soon, many Confucian scholars gathered in front of each lamp, and young men and young people in brocade clothes also gathered around, wanting to test their skills.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Yan suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"My reputation has been ruined by these Confucian scholars. If I suppress their reputation tonight, these people will have no shame in making trouble against me in the future."

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan confessed to Qi Xin, walked to a lamp, and looked at the puzzle above. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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