Dao Fruit

Jiannan Dafu Yamen, backyard study room.

Liu Jing frowned as she listened to the reports from her subordinates: "You mean, before you could stop them, Li Qi came to the scene in person and stopped the crowd with His Majesty's instructions?"

"Yes, the situation was a bit critical at that time. When we saw that the situation was not good, we were about to step forward, but we never thought..."

When the two subordinates heard the inquiry, they recounted everything that happened in front of the Gongyuan Gate. The more they talked, the tighter Liu Jing's brows furrowed.

"This Li Qi really shouldn't be underestimated. He's more than a little stronger than Na Xiang. He actually took action personally and got the Holy Emperor's instructions. He wants to win over Qiu Yan..."

Thinking of this, he stood up from his seat and walked around the room, looking a little irritable.

Seeing this, the staff next to him stood up and said: "My lord, I heard that Qiu Yan learned from his father and did not become a disciple of any great Confucian scholar. Although he has an old relationship with Prime Minister Ma, he is not a historian who specializes in studying. Now he has been caught Juren, I will go to the capital to take the exam next spring, and I will naturally need to study hard. If you are serious, why not write a letter and let Qiu Sheng and the young master join the Dongdu Lizong together, so that he can be fulfilled. "

After hearing this, Liu Jing's eyes lit up, she stroked her beard and smiled and said: "What Ming Kang said is absolutely true. Qiu Yan is a talented man from Shu, but the competition has gathered talents from all over the world. It is not easy to stand out. However, if you can Studying under a great Confucianist will give you more opportunities, and your ranking in the exam will better reflect the teachings of Shu. Well, I will write a book now."

After saying this, he sat back in his chair, spread out the paper, and polished his pen.

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On the other side, in the private room of Yuexia Restaurant, the atmosphere was solemn.

Fang Ziyan and Mr. Li sat across the table from each other.

"You want me to serve Qiu Yan tea and admit my mistake?" Fang Ziyan looked calm, and after a long time, he managed to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth.

"Mr. Li, did you make a mistake? Why should I admit my mistake to Qiu Yan? And also lower my status?"

It is always the younger generation who serves tea to their elders. This act of admitting a mistake by serving tea is a very low-key gesture, often used to show sincerity. Fang Ziyan was so proud and arrogant, how could he bear it?

Mr. Li smiled and said: "Mr. Fang, people in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. This time the results of the provincial examination were released, there was almost a commotion. You and I know the reason behind it. Even Qiu Yan has already guessed it. I talked to the censor in person. My Lord mentioned it."

"Wait!" Fang Ziyan's expression changed and he interrupted hastily. "Qiu Yan mentioned it to the Censor in person? What do you mean? Could it be that Qiu Yan went to visit the Censor's house?"

"It seems you don't know anything," Mr. Li shook his head, "Do you think Qiu Yan took Jieyuan this time because of Qi Zhengyuan?"

Fang Zi raised an eyebrow and said proudly: "Isn't it true? I have also seen Qiu Yan's previous articles. They are simple and unpretentious and lack of rhetoric. I could have written such an article when I was ten years old. If it weren't for Qi Zhengyuan, how could Qiu Yan have understood it? Yuan?"

After hearing this, Mr. Li laughed instead: "Master Fang, Master Fang, you are the imperial examiner of this imperial court. Is it the Shilin Poetry Society? His policy question by Qiu Yan calmed down the war in the southwest and reached Tianting. , Even the emperor praised him as a wise man in the country. With this comment, even if it is poorly written, what article is qualified to surpass it?

"What do you mean by this?" Fang Ziyan's eyes showed surprise, "The Holy One praised Qiu Yan? When did it happen?"

"This matter is not considered a secret. Now the disaster of the Marsh people is about to end. It won't be long before it will spread throughout Shu." Mr. Li did not intend to hide it. "You should already know about the things surrounding the Marsh bandits." , but do you know why this raid was put down so quickly?"

"Is it because of...Qiu Yan?" Fang Ziyan is not a fool, he was just blinded by the false reputation. Now that he heard this, his heart was shocked, but he became a little clearer. Thinking of what the other party just said, he immediately figured out the reason, "Could it be that... Is it his military strategy?"

Fang Ziyan's face was slightly distorted, looking like he couldn't believe it.

"That's exactly what I'm going to say below. This confession over tea is actually about retreating into progress. A man can bend and stretch. Even if he takes revenge, it's not too late in ten years. Why worry about it for a while?" Mr. Li said and stood up and said goodbye. go.

Fang Ziyan even forgot to send it off and sat in the room, in a daze.

"A military strategy? To quell the military calamity? Directly reach Tian Ting? How is this possible? In this case, how can I compare with him? Am I not inferior to him?" Later, he whispered in a low voice, his voice dry.

At this time, someone knocked on the door that had not been closed yet. Before Fang Ziyan responded, the person who knocked on the door walked in, but it was a young scholar.

But as soon as Fang Ziyan saw this person's face clearly, his demeanor suddenly changed drastically.

"Qiu Yan! What are you doing here?"

"Brother Fang, please be patient." The person who walked in was Qiu Yan. He seemed to be meeting an old friend. As he spoke, he sat down and looked at each other across the table from Fang Zi. "I'm here this time. In return for the gift.”

"Return gift?" Fang Ziyan raised his eyebrows.

"That's right." As Qiu Yan spoke, he faintly exuded an aura that filled the whole room and unknowingly invaded Fang Ziyan's heart. "Brother Fang has provoked several times, and now he has even provoked others to launch a civil uprising. Qiu I have no enmity with you, so why would you frame me like this?"

Fang Ziyan suddenly changed his expression and said sternly: "What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense!"

"You and I know the right and wrong. Qiu said that I am here just to return the favor. I, Qiu Yan, have no intention of fighting in the officialdom, but I cannot let others manipulate me. Since you have taken action, you have to pay the corresponding price... "

As he spoke, he raised his hand to grasp it, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone not far away flew into the air and landed on the table in front of the two of them.

Seeing this strange scene, Fang Ziyan was startled and was about to stand up, but as soon as he moved, he realized that he was exhausted and found it difficult to stand up!

"What's going on! What on earth do you want to do!"

At this time, he finally realized that the situation was out of control, but he still remained somewhat calm and asked in a deep voice.

Qiu Yan answered the question and said, "Brother Fang, how long has it been since you calmed down and understood the meaning of the classics?"

Fang Ziyan didn't know why and looked at Qiu Yan coldly without saying a word.

"I heard that Brother Fang became famous at a young age and was praised by many Confucian scholars. His poems and poems far surpass those of Tongji. However, in recent years, he has been obsessed with fame and fortune, immersed in the flattery and praise of others, and can always be found wherever there are poetry and literary societies. Your figure..."

Hearing this, Fang Ziyan finally couldn't help but said: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Qiu Yan smiled slightly, held the pen and dipped it in ink, started writing, flipped his wrist, and the pen was filled with wind. In less than a few breaths, he actually wrote an article in one breath.

Put away the pen and blow out the ink, the words on the paper will condense and dry up, and the words will be full of flesh and blood. It contains charm, and there is an inexplicable aura contained in it, exuding a sense of evil.

After writing this article, Qiu Yan flipped his wrist and pushed him in front of Fang Ziyan.

"This is……"

Fang Ziyan was stunned when he looked at the text on the paper. The evil aura in the text immediately rose up and turned into wisps of black mist, which penetrated deep into Fang Ziyan's body along the seven orifices. Seep into the heart.

The past events of my youth, my romance and fame in recent years, have missed the mark in this provincial examination. I was even warned by the censor...

In an instant, various scenes passed through Fang Ziyan's eyes, and he was completely frozen in place.

originally. After the ranking came out, Fang Ziyan was shaken, and then Mr. Li said something. He was confused and confused, and Qiu Yan's appearance made him feel confused. The article in front of him completely broke his defenses.

This article is like a nail, it penetrates the soul and breaks the heart.

Qiu Yan stood up silently, turned around and walked outside.

"Since I want to destroy my reputation, I will not harm your life. I will only destroy your reputation, destroy your future, and mess up your ambition! This will also save you the troubles and energy involved in the officialdom in the future."

After thinking about it, he stepped out and was seen by Fang Ziyan's book boy, who recognized Qiu Yan.

"Why did you enter my young master's room without letting me report..." The book boy said, but was suddenly interrupted by a scream!

Then, there was a crash, like a table being knocked over.

The book boy was startled when he heard Fang Ziyan's voice. He didn't care about anything else and rushed into the room. Suddenly he saw the table turned over, pen and ink falling to the ground, staining a large area of ​​the floor black.

Fang Ziyan slumped in the corner, baring his teeth and claws, as if he was driving something away, and kept muttering "I am not hurting Zhongyong, I am not hurting Zhongyong" as if he was suffering from hysteria.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The book boy stepped forward in a panic, but was kicked away by Fang Ziyan. He fell down beside the table, just in time to see the piece of paper falling on the ground, with an article written on it.

With a glance, the book boy knew the general content, but it was about a young prodigy who became an adult, was lost in praise, and finally became an adult, but was lost to everyone.

This article is narrated throughout, without any explanation, but with subtle allusions.

"This article..."

The scholar was startled. Looking at Fang Ziyan who seemed to be crazy, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

"No, this article was written by Qiu Yan. It has messed up my young master's mood. If it spreads, others will think it was written about my young master! His reputation will be completely ruined!"

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to tear up the article, but it was too late. The movement in the room had already attracted the attention of people outside, and several enthusiastic people rushed into the room to lend a helping hand.

One of them helped the book boy up with one hand.

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"Although Fang Ziyan slacked off, it was not considered to be an injury to Zhongyong. However, that article shattered his will and used the soul method and inner demons to create him into an injury to Zhongyong."

When Qiu Yan returned to the inn, it was getting late. He first said a few words to Zhou Guan and others, and then opened the door.

"Um?"

When he opened the door, he noticed an unusual smell.

"Who?"

He asked aloud, but he quickly caught a hint of familiarity and understood in his heart.

Uh-huh!

The lights in the room lit themselves.

A figure stood by the wall, it was Zheng Zhongsen, and behind Zheng Zhongsen, stood a young man, hiding behind Zheng Zhongsen, carefully looking at Qiu Yan.

It was actually a young child who looked to be only seven or eight years old.

Qiu Yan's pupils shrank, his perception enveloped him, and he immediately caught a touch of demonic and divine aura on the young child.

"Brother Zheng, what are you...?" He raised his eyes to look at Zheng Zhongsen. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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