"Others are not optimistic about Qiu Yan, I go over now, which is equivalent to sending charcoal in the snow, and it is easier to leave a good impression on him?"

After leaving the academy, Qi Jiulian rode straight to the city in a carriage, and on the way, he was still recalling a few words of his grandfather's instructions, and his thoughts were rolling in his heart, and he was a little surprised.

Thinking about it, it will turn into a sentence in the end-

"Why would my grandfather be so optimistic about Qiu Yan?"

He couldn't figure this out, but at the moment when he passed through the gate of the city, after feeling the slow change of the city's mind, Qi Jiulian was shocked.

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

Thinking about it, he shook his head again.

"The will of the city is not like the consciousness of people, it is a kind of aggregate, it is not easy to mobilize, even if it will try to be an opportunity, but if there is no humane order to help, it is impossible, even if Qiu Yan has a reputation, but after all, he is not very old, I am afraid that he will not be able to do this, plus he has not been in Xingjing for a long time, and his understanding of this city must be the same as other candidates, they are all superficial, only seeing glory and strength, but not seeing something deeper. ”

But the next moment, he frowned again: "However, grandpa's insight is not something I can imagine, he is so optimistic about Qiu Yan, there must be some reason why I can't figure it out." ”

Thinking of this, he felt a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's just that if Qiu Yan is better than Wen Zhizhen, how can I get along with him?

With this in mind, the carriage arrived at the street where the tribute was unwilling, and was stopped by the patrolling soldiers.

When the test is held, the vigilance is never relaxed, and everyone who comes and goes will be checked, but fortunately, Qi Jiulian has some reputation in the capital, and he also carries the token of Taixu Academy.

"I went to Gongyuan to wait for a friend. "After making things clear. The soldiers finally let him go, but he still admonished: "Young Master Qi, it's too early now, and candidates usually don't hand in their papers until noon, and most people will wait until the evening to carefully investigate and find out before handing in the papers." ”

"Thanks for the reminder, out of the way. "Although Qi Jiulian is arrogant, he will not show it all the time, when talking to the soldiers. It's also pleasant.

After saying that, walk forward, and the road ahead, you can't take the car.

This horse-drawn carriage, down-to-earth walking, the faintly swimming underground city consciousness, it is much clearer, the closer to the tribute courtyard, the more you can feel a faint coercion.

"The Tribute Courtyard is a place of humanistic sustenance. On weekdays, there is implicit coercion, which can make people solemn, and now that the imperial examination is in progress, it will involve the political situation of the Darui Dynasty in the future. It's not surprising that there is such a power, but I always feel that there is something more around me, isn't ......?"

The thought was still swirling in my mind. The next moment, Qi Jiulian suddenly felt that his surroundings were empty, and his mood was clear. The faint coercion quickly receded!

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

This feeling is originally a kind of mysterious and mysterious understanding, if it weren't for Qi Jiulian's frequent exposure to his grandfather's side, and he learned a good hand, the charm is in his heart, and he is replaced by another scholar who has no cultivation, he would not have noticed it at all.

"What's going on?" Qi Jiulian was puzzled, and before he could think clearly, a guard came in front of him.

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

Qi Jiulian recognized it as the Pang family's nursing home, it was said that his cultivation was profound, and he knew that the Dao was sent by Pang Qianru, nodded and followed.

Shuttling among the crowd waiting for the exam, Qi Jiulian noticed that there was a trace of palpitations on the face of the nursing home, and his heart moved, but before he could ask a question, he had already arrived at the tea shop, and he was greeted by four delicate faces, three of which were full of solemnity.

Seeing the expressions of Pang Qianru, Song Qian and Ji Zheng, Qi Jiulian's heart trembled, his thoughts penetrated, and his eyes fell on the closed gate of the Tribute Courtyard.

"Could it be that the fluctuation of the city's mind just now is really related to the candidates in the Tribute Academy?

Thinking about it, he was in a trance in his heart, and vaguely saw that the entire tribute courtyard was covered by a yellow flood, and in the midst of that flood, there was a whirlpool running through the top and bottom, breaking through the water, pointing straight to the sky!

..................

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

On his forehead, there are a lot of sweat traces, which is very rare for a martial artist who lives to cultivate the third realm, a martial artist who controls the flesh and blood, and pinches the pores, can already seal the sweat and transpire.

Now, the reason why Qiu Yan shows fatigue is that Qiu Yan is engrossed in writing, and he doesn't even care about the flesh and blood, and all his mind is used to sort out his thoughts, comprehend the thoughts of the city, and mobilize the spirit of the sages.

"It is really not an easy thing to fight against the humanistic way represented by the Gongyuan, even if there is external help, it still consumes a lot of mental energy, and it is not easy to mobilize incense and replenish the mind. ”

The incense heart belongs to Shinto, but the Gongyuan is a humane place, Qiu Yan was rejected by the Gongyuan because of his supernatural powers, if the Shinto incense is involved again, it is really unpredictable what it will evolve into in the end, and it is because of his lost mental energy and mind, which cannot be replenished.

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan's eyes fell on the exam paper, ready to read through it, but when he saw it, his face was surprised.

"Huh, this exam paper ......"

He whispered, stretched out two fingers, grabbed the exam paper, and gently pinched it, his brow furrowed.

"The paper on this paper has changed, and this feeling is somewhat similar to ......"

Qiu Yan pondered for a while, giving birth to all kinds of speculations, but at the moment his physical condition is not good, this tribute courtyard suppression is extraordinary, it is a heavy burden, he is burdened with the answer sheet, and even more shattered the pillar of his own luck, although with the help of this move to bypass the supernatural power, contact with the dragon qi and the will of the city, and improve his own strategy, but in the end it has been affected by the backlash, leaving hidden dangers, and it is close to the limit.

"The top priority is to go back to recite carefully as soon as possible and cultivate for a few days, otherwise there will be hidden dangers, but this broken pillar of qi has also allowed me to come into contact with a little bit of the secret of luck. ”

With this in mind, he glanced at the paper paper with a slight change.

"This question question exam paper, the nature of the change, is out of place with the surroundings, but it is not a turning point, but there is no need to worry too much. ”

Thinking about it, he took several other test papers, read through them, checked them, checked for omissions, and after making sure that they were correct, he flicked his fingers, shook the exam papers, and flicked off the scattered thoughts and spirits on it, and then got up to pack up his things, and at the same time recruited the patrol officer.

"Young Master Qiu, what's the matter with you?" the messenger was unexpectedly kind, and after coming over, he put the shelf very low, and his face was full of smiles.

Qiu Yanzi didn't know how to take the shelf, and arched his hand: "Brother Lao, a soldier, I have written this volume." ”

"Huh?" the officer was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated, "Are you going to hand in the papers?"

"That's right," Qiu Yan nodded, he had already packed up his things, and handed over the test paper.

But the errand officer did not take it immediately, but persuaded two more sentences, telling Qiu Yan not to be in a hurry to hand in the papers, and might as well check again.

Qiu Yan needs to go back to cultivate, and the exam paper has already condensed his mental strength, and everything he can do has been done, so there is no need to continue to stay.

The errand officer was helpless and asked Qiu Yan to wait a little longer: "Son, wait a minute, I can't be alone when I collect the exam papers." ”

This is also a rule, it is a means of restraint, after the messenger said, he called a person, it was actually the army called Wang He, the latter was also interested, and he didn't say much when he saw Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan's departure attracted the attention of others.

"Who is this person, who has handed in the papers so early?"

In the room along the way, many candidates watched it, and the scene of looking at Wen Zhizhen in front of the Gongyuan made Qiu Yan famous among the candidates, and everyone recognized him with different faces.

"This person handed in the papers so early, either he has nothing in his heart, or he is confident, but after all, he has some reputation and deeds, so it should be the latter. ”

Similar thoughts arise in the hearts of the candidates, forming pressure and urging spurs.

"I heard that this person and Wen Zhizhen made an appointment to compete in the meeting, Wen Zhizhen was famous for half a month, and Qiu Yan was silent, but now that he has come to the meeting, he has begun to perform, is he going to take advantage of the situation?"

There are two sides to everything in the world.

If Qiu Yan is obscure and low-key to the end, Wen Zhizhen's appearance in Xingjing will become a good story and fulfill his reputation as a romantic and talented man.

But if Qiu Yan will try to rise, but overwhelm Wen Zhizhen, the story of "clerical students lingering in cups, Qiu Jinshi reading at night" will be left behind, warning future generations not to get carried away and be cautious.

These are all afterwords, the top priority of the candidates is to complete the exam papers, this thought is just a turn, and they all bow their heads to answer the papers.

Don't say how the candidates are, but say that Wang He and the other two soldiers, after sending Qiu Yan away, took his exam papers, and sent them to paste his name and transcribe it, which are all means to prevent fraud, hide the name, and remove the handwriting.

Knowing that someone had handed in the papers so early, the official Zheng Quan was also surprised, but when he took the exam papers, the accident disappeared, and then his complexion changed slightly, stretched out his fingers, and rubbed them on the last test paper.

"The paper is not right!"

His heart moved, and then he felt it carefully, Zheng Quan became more and more confused.

"If it's cheating, you shouldn't be so careless!" thought so, but he didn't dare to be negligent, he hurriedly flipped to that one, took his eyes to look at it, and was stunned for a moment, the field of vision in front of him was full of flowers, and his mind was taken away by the article, and it took a few breaths before he came back to his senses, and the back was solemn!

Zheng Quan got rid of his mental immersion, looked at it fixedly, and then gasped, and the hand holding the exam paper trembled slightly!

"Sage paper! This ...... Where did this prodigal son come from, he actually used sage paper to write his strategy, don't you know that this paper is precious? No, no, no......" (To be continued......

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