Dao Fruit

The man holding the sword was not very fast. Qiu Yan quickly followed up. The two of them traveled together and soon reached a remote corner of the city.

This place is located at the corner of the city wall and almost no one sets foot there.

At this time, the man holding the sword stopped, turned around, looked directly at Qiu Yan, looked at Qiu Yan carefully, and finally shook his head: "Your advance is too slow. With your current level, it is simply difficult to resist." ”

"Are you a spiritual person?" Qiu Yan could detect a hint of murderous intent from the other party, but being in Qingchang County, he had many backup options, so he didn't have too many worries.

"I can't say this name casually," the man holding the sword nodded, and actually admitted it directly, "I came here this time to tell you that the peaceful life of the past two years is about to end. If you can't do it in a short time If you want to improve your cultivation quickly, you must be aware. If you don't want to die, you might as well follow Ma Yang, otherwise, I will have to take your life myself. "

Having said this, he smiled: "However, even if you stay with Ma Yang, it is just delaying. When Ma Yang's longevity is exhausted, you will still have to face it. You'd better remember this clearly."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan frowned more and more: "Who are you? Why are you telling me this?"

"My name is Xi Yun. As for my identity, you will know it soon. The reason why I tell you this is to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been free for these two years. Besides, once you Even if I die, I won’t live long.”

As he was speaking, his expression suddenly changed, he raised his hand to cover his head, his whole body trembled, and the sword in his hand buzzed.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, concentrated secretly, and his muscles and bones tensed up.

"That's it, you can take care of yourself!"

Suddenly, the man opposite said something again, and then he jumped into the air, stepped on the city wall one foot at a time, and climbed higher and higher. In a blink of an eye, he climbed to the top of the wall, turned over, and left.

"Xi Yun?"

Chewing on this name, Qiu Yan's frown did not untie.

"This man is also a spiritual practitioner? Why did he come here to report the news? The killing intent emanating from him is real. Could it be a trap?"

While thinking, Qiu Yan strolled back. At this time, the soldiers outside Ma's courtyard had dispersed, but the crowd that had gathered to watch the excitement had not completely dispersed. There were still people standing in the streets and alleys in twos and threes, talking and talking.

Qiu Yan ignored him and walked straight through the crowd into the courtyard, where he happened to see Shen Weisheng cleaning up the incense table.

"You're here."

Shen Weisheng saw Qiu Yan and greeted him with a smile. In the past two years, Qiu Yan had come here often to help Ma Yang organize books and classify them, and he had become familiar with Shen Weisheng for a long time.

"I heard that there was an imperial edict, but I wonder what's going on?" Qiu Yan asked directly without going around in circles.

Shen Weisheng replied: "It's not an imperial edict, it's just a verbal edict. The formal imperial edict will not be issued until the teacher returns to his hometown in Dongdu."

"Old Prime Minister is leaving?" After hearing this, Qiu Yan was confused at first, but then he realized that although Ma Yang had devoted himself to sorting out historical records in the past two years, it would be a lie to say that he did not want to return to the court.

Since the black-faced king Xianggong gained power in the court, he has promulgated several sets of new laws that have affected even Qingchang County. Some are good and some are bad, but in general, they threaten scholars, civil servants, gentry, wealthy households, etc. interests, thus causing some chaos. What Ma Yang showed was dissatisfaction and opposition. Now that the emperor has issued an oral order, how could the old prime minister let go of this opportunity?

"You go to the study first, the teacher is waiting for you." Shen Weisheng tidied up and then urged.

Qiu Yan nodded and walked towards the study.

He has been to this study many times. Since the first visit, Ma Yang has often asked him to come over to help organize books and history books, and occasionally talk to him about the past and the present.

Pushing open the book door, he saw rows of bookshelves. After walking around a few bookshelves, Qiu Yan saw the old figure among the layers of books.

Compared with two years ago, the old man's cough was worse.

After he finished coughing, he called Qiu Yan over.

"I heard that the old Prime Minister is leaving?" Qiu Yan saluted and sat across from him.

"That's right," Ma Yang nodded and glanced at Qiu Yan, "pack it up and leave in three days."

"The student would like to congratulate Lao Xiangguo here for returning to the court and fulfilling his ambitions. In the past two years, thanks to the power of Lao Xiangguo, Qingchang County has become much calmer." Qiu Yan's words were a double entendre.

"Treating the symptoms but not the root cause." Ma Yang shook his head.

As the two talked, time passed unknowingly and the sky gradually changed. Qiu Yan saw that it was getting late, so he got up and sorted out the manuscript written by Ma Yang. This was the original purpose of his coming here this time.

At noon, Ma Yang left Qiu Yan at home to eat. After the meal, Qiu Yan worked hard for a while and sorted out the manuscript. Ma Yang nodded and said, "You have to go to the examination room in a few days. The Taoist test will take place on your own." It's no problem. I think I will take part in this year's Qiu Wei, but the imperial examination is not just about talent and academics. The provincial examination is okay, but I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome, and it's me who has caused trouble for you. "

As they talked, the topic fell on Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan knew the meaning of Ma Yang's words. Now that Wang Xianggong was in power, he promoted the reform and promoted his own knowledge. The subjects of the previous enke exams had changed, involving the content of the reform. Now, in Zhengke, the reform has been implemented in two aspects. Years later, it will only get worse, which also makes the court have signs of party politics, and among scholars, there are opinions about the old and new parties.

The black-faced Xianggong promoted the reform and was naturally a member of the new party. Anyone who opposed it was classified as an old party. Ma Yang was demoted because he opposed the reform, so of course he belonged to the old party.

The friendship between Qiu Yan and Ma Yang seems to others to be biased towards the old party. If someone deliberately makes a fuss about it, it is really interesting to see what the new party members who preside over the imperial examination will do.

"It doesn't matter." Qiu Yan didn't take it to heart. He wanted to take the imperial examination, but he didn't want to be ranked in the imperial class.

Ma Yang said with a smile: "It's good to be frank and fearless, but no matter what, I have to make a statement. I will set off in three days, and the books in this room will be kept by you. After three months, I will send another Someone comes and gets it.”

"Huh?" After hearing this, Qiu Yan's face changed and he showed joy. He was not polite and stood up to salute, "In this way, the student has thanked the old Prime Minister."

Ma Yang just said: "There is no need to be polite. You have helped me organize the books in the past two years and you have contributed a lot. Even if there were no such things, I can't pretend that I didn't see them. Things about ghosts and gods are illusory. I can't interfere. I can at most guide and educate. But the imperial examination is the right path, and it’s okay to give some advice, but you still need to work hard and practice it with a correct heart, otherwise it will be in vain.”

Qiu Yan nodded in agreement. After spending these days together, Qiu Yan also roughly figured out that this great scholar had indeed never practiced cultivation, and his body and bones were already old. The reason why he was able to do extraordinary things was because he cultivated his energy through reading. After cultivating the path of sex thoroughly, he did not go out of the body, but instead combined it with the popularity of the people.

With the people in mind, every thought comes first, and one person is equal to ten thousand people. However, facing an accomplished old demon and being approached by him, he will still be in danger.

When you interact with people for a long time, you will respect them. If you are close, you will be disrespectful, and if you are far away, you will resent them. Qiu Yan certainly has no intention of letting his own affairs affect others, so as to cause karma.

After saying a few more words, the county magistrate Dong Qiu came to visit with his people. When Qiu Yan saw him, he stood up and said goodbye: "I'll come back in three days to see off the old prime minister."

Coming out of Ma's courtyard, Qiu Yan vaguely felt that there was a strange change in the city, as if there was something more about to move.

"As soon as the old Prime Minister leaves, the order of Qingchang City will collapse and it will fall into trouble again, and..."

Qiu Yan was thinking as he walked. When he was approaching his yard, he suddenly heard a noise and saw a group of people in front of the door. The leader was Song Yu, the former steward of the Chen family and now the eldest son of the Song family.

Of course, Qiu Yan still remembers the other party's other name——

Song Nu.

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