Dao Fruit

"Others don't think highly of Qiu Yan. If I go there now, it will be like providing help in a timely manner. Will it be easier to leave a good impression on him?"

After leaving the academy, Qi Jiulian took a carriage and went straight to the city. On the way, he was still recalling a few instructions from his grandfather, with thoughts rolling in his mind and feeling a little confused.

After much deliberation, it all comes down to one sentence——

"Why does grandfather think so highly of Qiu Yan?"

He was puzzled by this point, but when he passed through the city gate and felt the slow change of the city's thoughts, Qi Jiulian was horrified.

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

After thinking about it, he shook his head again.

"The will of the city is not like human consciousness. It is an aggregation. It is not easy to mobilize. Even if the trial can be an opportunity, it is impossible without the help of the humane order. Even if Qiu Yan is famous, he is still young after all. He is not old, so he may 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 the same as other candidates. He only sees the glory and prosperity. , but can’t see something deeper.”

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

Thinking of this, he felt like he was holding back his breath again: "But, if Qiu Yan is better than Wen Zhizhen, how can I get along with him? Am I really going to be shorter than him?"

With this thought in mind, the carriage arrived at a street that Li Gongyuan did not want and was stopped by patrolling soldiers.

During the examination, the vigilance was never relaxed, and everyone coming and going would be interrogated. Fortunately, Qi Jiulian had some reputation in the capital, and he also carried a token of Taixu Academy.

"I went to Gongyuan to wait for my friends." After explaining the matter clearly. The soldier finally let him go, but he still warned: "Master Qi, it's too early to go now. It usually takes until noon for candidates to hand in their papers, and most people will wait until the evening to check carefully before handing in their papers."

"Thank you for reminding me, it's okay." Although Qi Jiulian was arrogant, he would not show it all the time when talking to soldiers. It's quite pleasant.

After saying that, we walked forward. There was no way to take a car on the road ahead.

Now that he got off the carriage and walked down to earth, the consciousness of the city that was faintly swimming underground became much clearer. The closer he got to Gongyuan, the more faint pressure he could feel.

"The Gongyuan is a place where humanity is entrusted. It usually contains coercion and can make people solemn, but now that the imperial examination is in progress, it is even more involved in the future political situation of the Darui Dynasty. It is not surprising to have such coercion, but I always I feel like there is something more around me, could it be..."

This thought is still spinning in my mind. The next moment, Qi Jiulian suddenly felt that his surroundings were empty and his mind was clear. The faint pressure retreated quickly!

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

This kind of feeling is originally a profound and profound understanding. If Qi Jiulian had not always been with his grandfather and was influenced by his ears and eyes, and he also acquired good calligraphy and charm in his heart, he would not be able to understand it at all if it were replaced by another scholar with no cultivation. perceived.

"What's going on?" Qi Jiulian was confused. Before he could think clearly, a guard came in front.

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

Qi Jiulian recognized him as the guardian of the Pang family. He was said to have advanced cultivation and knew that he was sent by Pang Qianru. He nodded and followed.

While walking among the crowd waiting for the exam, Qi Jiulian noticed that there was a trace of lingering fear on the face of the nurse. His heart moved, but before he could ask any questions, he had already arrived at the tea shop, where he saw 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 were clear, and his eyes fell on the closed door of Gongyuan.

"Could it be that the fluctuations in the city's thoughts just now are really related to the candidates in the Gongyuan? Why did they disperse?"

As he was thinking about it, he was in a trance, and he vaguely saw that the entire Gongyuan was covered by yellow floods. In the flood, there was a vortex running through the top and bottom, breaking through the water, pointing straight to the sky!

………………

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

There were a lot of sweat stains on his forehead, which was very rare for a warrior who cultivated in the third realm. A warrior could control his flesh and blood and pinch his pores to block the sweat and turn it into energy.

Nowadays, the reason why Qiu Yan is showing signs of fatigue is that Qiu Yan was concentrating on writing, not even caring about touching the flesh and blood. All his mind was used to sort out his thoughts, comprehend the city's thoughts, mobilize the spirit of the saints, and finally integrated it into the examination paper.

"Fighting against the humanistic approach represented by Gongyuan is really not an easy task. Even with external help, it still consumes a lot of mental energy, and it is difficult to mobilize incense and thoughts to replenish it."

The incense and the mind belong to Shinto, but Gongyuan is a place of humanity. Qiu Yan was already rejected by Gongyuan because of his supernatural powers. If Shinto incense is involved again, it is really unpredictable what the final outcome will be. , mind and body cannot be replenished.

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

"Eh? This exam paper..."

He whispered, stretched out two fingers, clamped the test paper, gently pinched it, and frowned.

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

Qiu Yan pondered for a while, and had various guesses, but his physical condition was not good at the moment. The suppression of the extraordinary in the tribute academy was a heavy burden. He wrote the test paper under the burden, and even broke his own pillar of luck. Although he used this move to bypass the magical power, contacted the dragon energy and the city's will, and improved his own strategy, he was affected by the backlash and left hidden dangers, which was close to the limit.

"The most urgent thing is to go back and recite the book as soon as possible and cultivate for a few days, otherwise there will be hidden dangers. However, this broken pillar of air has also allowed me to touch a little secret of luck. I will go back to borrow the book of luck and the treasure to comprehend it."

Thinking of this, he took another look at the slightly changed test paper.

"This Zhang Ce's test paper has changed in nature and is out of tune with the surroundings, but it may be a turning point, so there is no need to worry too much."

Thinking about it, he took the other test papers, read through them, checked for omissions, and after confirming that they were correct, he flicked his fingers and swung the test paper to flick off the scattered thoughts and mental impurities on it, then stood up to pack up his things and called the patrol officer over.

"Mr. Qiu, what do you want?" The officer was unexpectedly kind. After coming over, he lowered his shelf and smiled apologetically.

Qiu Yan was not good at putting on a slack, so he bowed and said, "Thank you, soldier, I have finished my test paper."

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

"Yes," Qiu Yan nodded. He had already packed up his things and handed over the test paper.

But the officer did not take it immediately, but advised Qiu Yan not to rush to hand in the paper, and he might as well check it again.

Qiu Yan needed to go back to recuperate. His heart and soul had already been condensed in the test paper. He had done everything he could, so there was no need to stay any longer.

The officer had no choice but to ask Qiu Yan to wait for a while: "Sir, please wait a moment. When we collect the test papers, you cannot be alone."

This was also a rule, a means of restraint. After the officer said this, he called a man, who turned out to be the soldier named Wang He. The latter was quite tactful and did not say much when he saw Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan's departure attracted the attention of others.

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

Many candidates in the rooms along the way looked over. The scene of looking at Wen Zhizhen in front of the Imperial Academy before made Qiu Yan famous among the candidates. Everyone recognized him and their faces were different.

"This person handed in the paper so early, either he had nothing in his mind or he was confident. However, he has some reputation after all, and there are also stories about his deeds. It should be the latter."

Similar thoughts arose in the minds of the candidates, forming pressure and urging them.

"I heard that this person and Wen Zhizhen had an appointment to compete in the imperial examination. Wen Zhizhen's reputation spread for half a month, while Qiu Yan remained silent. Now that he has come to the imperial examination, he has begun to show some performance. Is he trying to take advantage of the situation?"

Everything in the world has two sides.

If Qiu Yan is indistinguishable from the crowd and keeps a low profile, Wen Zhizhen's success in Xingjing will become a good story, fulfilling his reputation as a romantic and talented man.

But if Qiu Yan rises in the imperial examination and overwhelms Wen Zhizhen, the story of "the scholar lingers on the cup, while Qiu Jinshi concentrates on reading at night" will be left in the end, warning future generations not to get carried away by success and to be cautious.

These are all later stories. The top priority for all candidates is to complete the test paper. This thought only changed once, and they all lowered their heads to answer the paper again.

Let's not talk about the examinee, but the two soldiers, Wang He and others, sent Qiu Yan away, took his test paper, covered his name, and copied it. These are all means to prevent cheating, hiding the name and removing the handwriting.

Zheng Quan, the seal officer, was also surprised to learn that someone handed in the paper so early, but when he took the test paper, the surprise disappeared, and then his face changed slightly, stretched out his fingers, and rubbed the last test paper.

"The paper is wrong!"

Zheng Quan's heart moved, and after a careful understanding, he became more and more confused.

"If it's cheating, you shouldn't be so careless!" He thought so, but he didn't dare to neglect it. He hurriedly turned to that one and took a look. He was stunned. There were flowers in front of his vision, and his mind was taken away by the article. It took a few breaths to come back to his senses, and then his face was solemn!

Zheng Quan got rid of his immersion, took a closer look, and then took a breath of cold air. The hand holding the test paper actually trembled slightly!

"Saint paper! This... Where did this prodigal son come from? He actually used saint paper to write his policy essay. Doesn't he know that this paper is precious? No, no..." (To be continued...)

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