Situ Xing stood in the air and looked down, only to see that the qi and blood were linked together, extremely intense, and from a distance, there was a feeling of blazing heat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Situ was covered by his body, so he was not burned by qi and blood.

If a ghost or god without a body rashly came here, he would definitely be ignited and burned by the surging hot blood.

This is the advantage of being densely populated, and there is no fear of ghosts and spirits at all.

At least more than 100,000 people live here, otherwise the qi and blood in the sky above Beijun would not be so blazing.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the Academy of Literature!

The Bunin is a place dedicated to the sages of the past dynasties, and it is also a symbol of the country's cultural movement.

The Academy of Literature is also the place where the world's scholars take scientific examinations, although Beijun is a border place, but the literary style is prosperous, and now the spring is approaching, and there are many students.

Most of them live near the Academy of Letters, or talk about learning, or review their homework, and from time to time there are excellent works published, and a trace of literary spirit hangs down.

The literary atmosphere in the academy is even more like frying oil in cold water, boiling into the sky.

A trace of white prose is condensed into words, articles, and if you listen carefully, you can still hear voices reciting morality loudly.

This is the voice of all saints, the imperial examination is approaching, the world is boiling, and even the spiritual consciousness of all saints has begun to awaken.

In this case, not to mention the demons, even the gods do not dare to act easily, for fear of being punished by the saints.

But now is not the peak of the literary atmosphere, when the literary academy opened, after the Confucian scholars entered the dragon gate. The Great Qianren King will issue a holy decree to seal off the entire Academy.

Emperor Wenchang will also come to the sky above the Wenyuan in person, his eyes are like electricity, and any ghost or god who dares to destroy the spring of Daqian will be chased and killed by the combined force of dragon qi and hundred gods.

I'm afraid that even the great power of the Holy Mountain will take action.

Therefore, during the Spring Festival, no ghost or god dares to be presumptuous.

This is the case in the underworld, and the martial law in the yang world is even greater. The imperial examination is the foundation of the founding of the country, and anyone who dares to harbor ill intentions will be wanted and hunted down by the cadres.

It's not like nothing like this has ever happened.

There was once an overseas power, relying on his immortal cultivation and possessing the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, who used his great divine power to smash the magic circle of the Tribute Academy, injured the gods who guarded him, and killed several candidates who had a grudge against him in full view.

This incident caused a lot of sensation at the time.

After all, he forcibly broke into the Gongyuan and used magic to kill the candidates in the eyes of the hundred gods.

Whether or not there was a reason for it, it was a provocation to the imperial court. It is also a move to shake the country's foundation.

The entire Daqian was like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and countless masters were summoned and dispatched, including a few remaining martial arts saints.

The imperial court not only sent a large number of masters to chase and kill, but also issued an edict to the hundreds of schools. It is necessary to kill that overseas immortal within the territory of the Great Qian.

That immortal power also knew that he had caused unimaginable trouble, and regardless of his injuries, he desperately fled overseas.

In the east of the Great Qian, there are tens of thousands of miles of sea frontiers, countless small islands dotted around, and countless immortal cultivation sects. There are also dragon kings and other sea tribes

Under the leadership of Confucianism, the hundreds of schools of thought dispatched countless masters, and cooperated with the masters of the three laws and six doors of the imperial court to set up a net of heaven and earth.

Come to think of it, the children of Confucianism are the biggest beneficiaries of the imperial examination system. They can't help but die.

Although that great power has achieved heavenly immortals, has his own cave heaven, and has exhausted his means, what is it in front of the powerful state apparatus and the sect that existed for eternity.

was finally killed at the end of the world, and since then, no one dares to risk the world's condemnation and disrupt the examination room. Spring is also the most stable period in the country.

Situ Xing's eyes looked at the literary academy like fried oil, and after watching it for a long time, he pressed the desire in his heart.

Gao Youcai, who was wearing a white green shirt with pulp shampoo, was also looking at the Academy, the desire in his eyes was even stronger, everything was inferior only to study, as long as he passed the government examination, he could get an official body and completely change his fate.

He wants to make those who look down on him regret it.

Thinking of being dismissed because of his family's poverty, his heart was like a knife, and he had an indescribable sense of humiliation.

As long as I can go to high school...

Gao Youcai looked at the majestic city wall and the bright academy, clenched his fists fiercely, and secretly roared loudly in his heart.

"Must be in high school!"

"Must be in high school!"

Not only Situ Xing and Gao Youcai, but also the other people on the airship are secretly cheering for themselves.

The airship slowly lowered its altitude, and Situ Xing set foot in North County again.

The last time he left, he was just a child. When I returned to be a young man, I inevitably felt some emotion in my heart.

However, after Fu Juren's enlightenment, the resentment in his heart has been reduced a lot. I don't want to have anything to do with that rotten family.

"Young Master!"

A carriage had already stopped there, and a young man in Tsing Yi opened the door for Si Tu with some respect.

These two carriages and small houses were prepared in advance by the carriage and horse dealers.

Situ Xing had enough silver on hand, so naturally he would not be wronged, and he had already made all kinds of arrangements in advance, so someone was waiting here in advance to greet him.

Situ Xing nodded lightly and boarded the carriage and horse in the envious eyes of everyone.

"Drive!"

The horse ran in small steps, and Situ Xing leaned back on the soft back of his chair, looking out through the open window at the street that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Gao Youcai looked at Situ Xing, who was dressed appropriately and standing high above the carriage under the service of the little servant, and couldn't help but feel a trace of envy in his heart, but soon he took a heavy sip:

"For the rich and unkind, our generation is ashamed to be in company!"

Situ didn't know about the psychological changes of everyone, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

People who hate the rich have existed since ancient times. What's so strange about it?

"Young Master, where are we going now?"

The little guy who was driving the car asked with some curiosity.

"Ya Xing, Guan Ya!"

Situ Xing's eyes regained his brightness, and he said without any hesitation.

"No!"

Xiaowu is very familiar with Beijun, so naturally he won't know where Yaxing is. Dental business is a special industry in Daqian, more like an intermediary for later generations.

From house servants to stationery and utensils, as long as you can pay the starting price, the tooth shop can find it.

Of course, there are also official teeth and private teeth.

The official tooth is filed in the yamen, the procedures are relatively formal, and there is rarely a phenomenon of pit the guests, but the handling fee is much higher than that of the private tooth. It is precisely for this reason that there is the existence of private teeth.

The handling fee of private teeth is cheaper, but the reputation of private teeth is not guaranteed.

Situ is not worse than silver taels, so naturally he will not cause trouble with his private teeth.

The horse-drawn carriage shuttled through the streets and alleys of North County, passing through several alleys in succession, before stopping in front of a large store.

"Childe, this tooth shop is the largest tooth shop in North County, Tong Su is not bullied, but the cost is a bit high. ”

The little guy looked at the open door of the tooth line, turned his head and whispered.

"Mrs. Wang, the noble man is here, you must entertain him well!"

The little guy who was driving the car jumped out of the car neatly, and began to greet loudly before he reached the door.

"It's coming, it's coming...... The old woman said that why the magpie kept calling today, it turned out to be a noble person. ”

A woman in her forties, wearing a coarse cloth jacket and cloth shoes, looked a little old, and greeted her with a smile on her face.

Situ Xing looked at the door and the clean and tidy hall, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

This little guy didn't deceive himself, this is indeed an official tooth. If it is a private tooth, it will definitely not be so clean and tidy.

And although the princess looks like a philistine, she is very capable, and she is not a wild road at first glance.

"I wonder what your needs are?"

Situ is observing and looking at Wang Po, and Wang Po is also looking at Situ Xing.

Although Situ Xing was dressed simply and had no extra ornaments, he had an indescribable bearing when others stood there.

Wang Po has also read countless people, so naturally she doesn't dare to treat her at will.

"Late students are about to participate in this year's imperial examination, and I wanted to live in the inn, but I was afraid of the noise there, so I wanted to see if there were any suitable houses for sale in your place!"

Situ Xing didn't go around in circles, and said straight to the point.

"Your nobleman is thoughtful. ”

When Wang Po heard that Situ wanted to buy real estate, her eyes instantly lit up, and she said with some excitement: "The inn is noisy, how can it be conducive to studying." ”

"It's still a noble person's thoughtfulness. ”

"However, this northern county is an important border town, and it is not easy to live ......"

Wang Po's eyes rolled, and she said with some embarrassment.

Situ Xing looked at the contrived smile on Wang Po's face, couldn't help sneering, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, and threw them to Wang Po without looking at them, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry about the money, there will be another thank you after the matter is completed!"

Wang Po looked at the official silver, which was very large and in new condition, and the smile on her face became more and more sincere, nodding like a chicken pecking rice.

"The son is really a nobleman, and the old woman must find a satisfactory place for the nobleman. ”

"I wonder what the nobles have for the residence?"

Wang Po took the paper and pen from the table and said with a serious face.

"I'm just a guest house, the area doesn't need to be too big, but the environment needs to be quiet, and it can't affect my Wenshu. ”

Situ pondered for a while, and there was nothing special.

Wang Po blew the ink on the paper dry. Carefully folded it, and then took out a large stack of documents from the back.

......

"Childe, where are we going?"

Situ Xing lay reclining on his chair, his eyelids drooping, listening to the crisp sound of the horse's hooves hitting on the bluestone pavement.

It seems that the rain hits the loquat, and it seems like a carp out of the water, and there is an indescribable beauty.

Situ Xing faintly experienced a certain rhythm. Every time the horse's hooves fell, his heart trembled, and he didn't want to open his eyes, thinking that the road would never end.

But how can there be no end to this road?

At a bend, the little servant tightened the reins, controlled the trend of the carriage, and asked with some curiosity.

"Go to the mansion of the king!"

Situ Xing slowly opened his eyes and said with a faint look in his eyes.