Dao Fruit

"Oh? There seems to be something interesting happening in the building."

As soon as a few people walked in and looked at the scene in the hall, someone spoke up. The person who spoke was Xi Muyuan, who had a relationship with Qiu Yan.

In addition to Zhen Zhizuo and Xi Muyuan, this group of people also included Zheng Yi from Spring and Autumn Academy and An Jin from Jiuyuan Academy who had met Qiu Yan.

The remaining few people are also extraordinary. Every look and expression can affect the hearts and minds of others. Each of them has an aura generated by deep nourishment. As soon as they enter the building, a burst of aura immediately spreads, causing the surrounding Confucian scholars to subconsciously avoid them. Go aside.

Those who recognized the identities of several people were even more silent and greeted them repeatedly.

These people are the mainstays and real core figures of several major academies in Dongdu. Each of them can be called a banner. In terms of status, they are no more generous than Gao Song of Chongli Academy, or even more so.

The time chosen by several people to enter the building is also unusual. Although there are no hard and fast rules and no clear process for Wenxuan Criticism, on the surface, it is just a gathering among literati. However, similar things have happened before, so we can roughly estimate the time. Many people understand that in a short while, after several great scholars and gentlemen have finished annotating and ranking, they will show up. At that time, the criticism will begin.

Calculating the time, it is actually imminent. The person who comes at this juncture can be regarded as the final figure, that is, the belated arrival as the saying goes. He has grasped the time and can reflect the status that is different from others.

This was also a situation specially created by Xi Muyuan. He first met Gao Song on the way, argued with him, and gained a slight upper hand. Then he met friends from other colleges. After the conversation, he met Zhen Zhizuo and Zheng Yi, and exchanged greetings. , and finally, there were unexpected visitors, who greeted everyone one by one.

Going back and forth, the time that was wasted was all in Xi Muyuan's calculations. When they arrived at Wenxuan Building, this final situation was formed.

However, according to Xi Muyuan's idea, when they walked into the building, they must have faced pairs of eyes full of surprise and awe. But now, although the eyes that greeted them were also full of awe, the number was too few. .

Turning his eyes, Xi Muyuan noticed that most of the people were gathered around a corner of the hall, not knowing what they were looking at. The Confucian scholars on the outside stood on tiptoes, stretched their necks, and tried their best to look in. Some people stood directly there. On the stairs next to him, he watched condescendingly and nodded from time to time.

"Gentlemen, I think you haven't ranked the article yet and haven't circulated it to everyone. Why are they all gathered in the same place?" Xi Muyuan suppressed his displeasure, looked at the situation, and said in a pretentious manner.

As soon as he said these words, a loud voice came from outside the door——

"Since Mr. Xi is curious, we might as well go over and take a look, and we will naturally find out."

After the voice fell, a strong man walked in, with a strong back and thick waist, wearing dark clothes, but his body was stretched tight by the bulging muscles, giving people a strong and powerful feeling.

After the man came in, he touched his hair. His hair was tied up in a scarf, skewed and scattered. It could be seen that it was tied up temporarily, probably in a hurry and not carefully combed. It was messy and nondescript.

His skin is slightly darker, and his appearance and demeanor are very different from those of the Central Plains people, giving him a fierce feeling. When he speaks, although his pitch is accurate, there is a slight tail tone left, which is slightly weird.

However, such a fierce man now wore a kind smile on his face and expressed respect and admiration for Xi Muyuan, Zhen Zhizuo and others. His words were polite and thoughtful, and he was more enthusiastic than ordinary people from the Central Plains.

"Brother Duolu is right, let's go and take a look." Xi Muyuan smiled slightly, was very friendly to the strong man, and called him by name.

This man was Duolu who had traveled with King Yan.

It can be seen that the scholarly atmosphere in the Duoluin Building is suppressing his temper. While Xi Muyuan spoke, he looked around a few times and showed his envy without concealing it: "As expected of China. In China, even the layout of the building is exquisite. As a rough person, I can't see the subtlety, but I can feel the extraordinary and profound meaning from the subtleties, which seems to calm the mind. "

Zhen Zhizuo said: "The owner of Wenxuan Building is an extraordinary person. The reason why we agreed to list this building as a place of criticism this time is because of the sake of these gentlemen."

"That's it." Dolu quickly thanked Zhen Zhizuo, his posture was very low, but when he lowered his head to salute, a burst of light burst out in his eyes, revealing greed and desire, and he wanted to take everything around him. The urge to grab it was just waiting for him to look up. The strangeness in his eyes was gone, replaced by a look of respect.

Because of the viewing angle, the people around him didn't notice anything strange.

While they were talking, several people stepped onto the stairs. Along the way, the Confucian scholars recognized the identities of several people and bowed and retreated.

Duolu said again: "Everyone in the Celestial Empire really knows etiquette and is orderly. It would be great if our grassland could be like this. When I go back this time, I hope some of you can show your respect so that I, the people of the grassland, can take a bath." "Celestial Literature Thoughts."

Xi Muyuan smiled and said: "Brother Duolu, you really know how to find every opportunity."

Duolu shook his head and said: "Isn't there a saying in the Central Plains that 'where sincerity leads to gold and stone,' a certain family believes that as long as you persevere, you will be able to impress all the gentlemen." While speaking, his eyes were on Zhen Zhizuo. He scanned it with a sincere look on his face, but received no response.

Although he received a cold reception, Dolu showed no sign of being discouraged and still smiled.

"Okay, let's not mention this matter for now. If you have the intention..." Xi Muyuan was talking, but his words stopped abruptly. The smile froze on his face, and his pupils suddenly shrank, reflecting a figure——

That was Qiu Yan who was playing chess.

A few of them walked up to the stairs at this time. From a high position, they looked beyond the crowd and fell inside, clearly seeing the scene of Qiu Yan playing chess with others.

"Well? Isn't this Qiu Yan? He's here too." Zhen Zhizuo couldn't help but speak out when he saw it.

"More than that, in my opinion, Mr. Qiu's intentions are not small when he comes here." Zheng Yi from Chunqiu Academy also commented, always with a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Duolu followed the gazes of several people and glanced over the two people playing chess, finally stopping on Qiu Yan. "Isn't this the old friend of King Yan?"

He recognized Qiu Yan immediately, and his heart moved.

A few days ago, he had contact with King Yan and happened to run into Qiu Yan. After listening to Yang Ying's words, Duolu realized Qiu Yan's extraordinary character and wanted to make friends with him. However, he was stopped by King Yan and ended up letting it go. .

Looking back on it afterwards, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that it was a pity, but he never thought that he would meet here again.

"This time, we can't let it go easily..."

While Duolu was thinking about it, the chess game had been decided, and the man opposite Qiu Yan sighed, and then surrendered. After standing up, he bowed to Qiu Yan again, with a respectful attitude and polite words.

Not only this person, there were three or four people standing around the table. From the subtle expressions of these people, you can see the respect. When Qiu Yan stood up, several people took two steps back, and there was a vague sense of behavior. The taste of discipleship.

The man named Hu was also among them.

In fact, five sets had passed since Takamatsu admitted defeat and the man surnamed Hu came forward. Among these five rounds, only one person actually finished the game, and the others gave up in the middle of the game.

"Even Jiang Han gave up before the middle of the game."

"Is Qiu Yan really that powerful?"

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but the breath of these people who played chess seems to have changed slightly..."

"That shouldn't be the case. There is no set pattern in the game of hand-to-hand chess, a competition of minds and wills. Qiu Yan's chess skills are not extraordinary. There is no reason to force so many people to admit defeat in the middle of the game, and many of them still have an advantage."

"No matter what, Qiu Yan is going to become famous."

"This man already has a reputation, and after this incident, his reputation will inevitably increase."

The sound of discussion made Xi Muyuan's face look increasingly uglier, while Naduolu's eyes shone brightly. At the same time, listening to the conversation between Zhen Zhizuo and others, he slowly understood Qiu Yan's background.

When Duolu heard about the defeat of Secretary He and the instigation of Mr. Xiao Chen, strong emotional fluctuations burst out in his eyes. He wanted to go down and make friends with Qiu Yan immediately. Fortunately, he knew the seriousness and knew that leaving at this time would be tantamount to offending everyone present. , then he endured it all his life.

"Be patient for a moment, I have no advantage in going down now. Since Qiu Yan has an old relationship with King Yan, I have done a lot of help to King Yan. I can use this favor in exchange for King Yan's introduction. There should be no problem. If I can invite this person back grassland……"

His thoughts were rising and falling, and he was making plans.

"This Qiu Yan has gained some reputation these days, so it's not surprising that he appears here. It's just that he's playing chess there before the criticism has even started. It seems a bit ungracious." Xi Muyuan shook his head, and he noticed Duolu's expression. After the change, he noticed the attitude of several people around Qiu Yan towards Qiu Yan. He felt unhappy in his heart and wanted to suppress Qiu Yan's arrogance.

"Gao Song was also there to join in the fun..." After another glance, Xi Muyuan turned around and said to the people around him: "Forget it, let's forget about it for now. I told the teacher the day before yesterday that I wanted to listen to the teachings of you gentlemen. The teacher allowed me to go into the room and be silent. On the sidelines, he said that the opportunity is rare, and if you are interested, you might as well go with him. "

As he said that, he showed an apologetic smile to Dolu: "Brother Dolu, please forgive me, this..."

"Mr. Xi, there is no need to say more. I understand." Duolu waved his hand, "I came from the grassland. I don't want to pay a visit to you gentlemen at this time. I just happened to go up to meet with the prince." Even so, he could not help but show regret. His lust and thoughts towards Qiu Yan have become much lighter.

"It's a pity that there are some of the best people in Dongdu's literary circles in that room. Looking at the world, I'm afraid they can occupy a lot of talent and learning. If I can visit and leave an impression, maybe..."

Seeing the regret on Duolu's face, Xi Muyuan felt proud and felt that he had moved back to the next round. He turned to look at Qiu Yan, said no more, and then led a few people upstairs.

"Even if you make a big splash here and become famous in the literary world of Dongdu, you are still just a scholar studying. But I can be in the same room with you gentlemen, and listen to the wise words at close range. In this way, I can make judgments." (To be continued.) . Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)