He just wanted to be quiet and wanted to look at the back, but found that the people who showed up in the back, gathered in twos and threes, were almost all older candidates. One look at their appearance and it was obvious that they were candidates who had not passed the exam in previous years but had been taking it.
Most of these people did not have good relations in their respective states, were unable or could not find suitable official positions to fill the vacancies, and did not give up, so they continued to participate in the association to give it a try.
This kind of person who can't find connections to fill the vacancy and has never been able to pass the exam doesn't want to associate with the new people, nor does he want to compete with the new people for something, let alone see the new people who don't know the heights of the sky. They are all people who have been there before.
I honestly took the initiative to live in the back.
Seeing the repulsive looks in their eyes, Yu Qing felt that it was inappropriate to live in the back, so he had to turn around and walk back, looking left and right, and finally found a location in the middle block, picked a house with no one living in it, and went to the second floor.
I checked into a random room on the floor and settled the matter.
As soon as I dropped my things and sat down, there were happy footsteps in the corridor outside.
The footsteps were heavy and soft, and it was obviously two people. Yu Qing looked back and saw a figure flickering at the door, and a scholar appeared.
The growth of this book is quite eye-catching.
He has a dark face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is not tall, but he is quite burly. He looks like a scholar rather than a scholar, and his complexion is obviously tanned.
However, he is dressed like a Confucian scholar, which is quite refreshing at first glance.
Beside the door frame, I leaned my head and looked in. I saw a timid and handsome young man with a slightly dirty face. He was obviously the scholar's boy.
"Ashiheng?" The black-faced scholar stared at the sign hanging at the door and was obviously stunned, "Why are you here?"
Yu Qing's heart skipped a beat and his heartstrings tightened. Could it be someone who knew Ashheng?
The black-faced scholar stared at the people in the room, then stepped into the door, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I've seen Brother Shiheng, I'd like to express my gratitude to you."
Yu Qing was wary and returned the greeting: "Brother Xu, you are polite. Brother Xu, is there something wrong with your visit?"
Xu Fei turned around and pointed at the young man behind him, "My Chong'er said that someone was staying in this building again, so I came here to say hello. Uh, by the way, I was looking for a room to stay when I first arrived a few days ago. I seemed to have seen
Brother Shiheng's name is hanging on the door of the room in the building in front, I wonder if I remembered it wrong."
Yu Qing said calmly: "You must have remembered it wrong."
Xu Fei smiled heartily, raised his hand and patted his forehead, looking ashamed. His eyes suddenly brightened, and he stared at the sword thrown on the table. He quickly passed by Yu Qing, grabbed the sword in his hand, and pulled it out.
Halfway through, he exclaimed excitedly, "Epee! Brother Shi Heng also practices martial arts to strengthen his body?"
Yu Qing was a little disgusted with this man's uninvited appearance. He immediately pushed the hilt of the sword, returned the sword to its sheath, took the sword back and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Uh..." Xu Fei was stunned, seeing that the other party didn't want to see him, he hesitated to speak, and finally said in frustration: "Brother Shiheng, I came here to let you know in advance that I will be practicing sooner or later, there may be some movement, I'm afraid
I will disturb you. If there is any disturbance, I will apologize here first." He bowed with his hands raised.
Yu Qing: "It's okay. I'm a little tired and want to rest first."
The guests had already been kicked out, so Xu Fei could do nothing but leave.
In the evening, there was a knock on the door. Yu Qing, who was trapped in the house, heard the footsteps and knew that Xu Fei was coming, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Xu Fei outside the door asked in a cautious and probing tone: "Brother Shiheng, do you want to go to Chenxiangzhai for dinner together?"
Yu Qing: "No need."
Xu Fei: "Can I bring you some by the way?"
Yu Qing: "I'm not hungry."
He wanted to keep a distance from everyone, he didn't want to impress anyone, and he didn't know how he survived these days.
It was quiet outside for a while, and then the heavy footsteps left.
That night, there was no so-called practice disturbance.
The next day, Yu Qing left Chaoxi Garden early. Taking advantage of the lack of people, he rushed to Chenxiangzhai for a hearty meal and packed a bunch of food back.
After coming back, when I walked downstairs, I heard the roar of the wind, and saw the flickering light of the sword in the morning light. I saw Xu Fei holding a large chopping knife and dancing back and forth. He was sweating profusely from practicing, and it looked like a sword.
Pretty decent.
However, from Yu Qing's point of view, he is just an ordinary martial arts practitioner who has not practiced internal skills. He can handle some ordinary people just fine, but there is still a gap between him and his true state.
To put it bluntly, this Xu Fei has not yet reached the realm of practice.
The truly recognized realms are "half-immortal" as the highest level, "xuanshi" as the second level, and "true martial arts" as the last level.
Xuanshi and Zhenwu are further subdivided into three levels: elementary, upper and advanced.
His cultivation level, Yu Qing's, was at the superior Zhenwu realm, referred to as the Shangwu realm.
If you ask how big the gap in strength between Yu Qing and Xu Fei is at the realm of martial arts, you can compare it to this standard: the basic standard for a junior martial artist is to be able to defeat ten elite soldiers who are good at fighting, and for a senior martial artist to be able to defeat ten junior warriors
, a high martial artist can defeat ten superior martial artists.
As for the highest half-immortal realm, as the name suggests, it is equivalent to half-immortal. It is already a legendary existence. There are only a handful of people in the entire world who have this strength from ancient times to the present. Outsiders can’t figure out who is higher and who is lower. Therefore,
This realm has not been subdivided and is collectively referred to as half-immortal.
However, Xu Fei's practice of practicing swords still somewhat surprised Yu Qing. Most scribes used swords as accessories, so how could any scholar carry a big sword and show off without fear of insulting elegance?
Noticing Yu Qing's return, Xu Fei stopped, held his sword upside down, strode over, and greeted cheerfully, "Brother Shiheng, are you interested in having a sword duel?"
"The sword is just a portable accessory, you can't play with it." Yu Qing dropped the words and left.
Xu Fei scratched his head and watched people go upstairs.
The young book boy Chong'er came over, rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, and said in a clear voice: "Sir, this person is so lonely."
Xu Fei sighed: "Those guys are too bullying. He may feel bad, otherwise he wouldn't move to this building where no one lives. Also, there is not even a book boy, which shows that the family background is not good... I came here yesterday
Then I hid in the house and didn’t even eat. Let’s try to be more considerate.”
Chong'er's big eyes flashed and he nodded, with sympathy in his eyes.
Yesterday, I thought I had mistakenly admitted the wrong person. When I came back from dinner, I heard people talking about where Jie Yuan Zhan Muchun lived. Xu Fei could confirm that the person who lived in that room was definitely not Jie Yuan Lang. Only then did he realize that he had not remembered wrongly before.
Ashheng lived in that room. He was obviously forced to move here.
He didn't say a word after suffering the loss and hid quietly in a corner without even eating dinner. You can imagine his mood. In addition, there was no bookboy to take care of him. The master and the servant felt sad just thinking about it.
Therefore, the two of them had no objection to Yu Qing's unkindness, but instead sympathized with him more and more.
When Yu Qing returned to the house, he didn't know that he had left a deep impression on others. He threw the packed food aside and went back to spending some time on the couch 'laying out the corpse'.
After half a morning, I felt bored and had nothing to do anyway, so I simply changed out of my clothes and took them to the well downstairs to wash them.
At that time, there was someone beside the well, none other than Xu Fei's book boy Chong'er, who was squatting by the well washing clothes.
The two people's eyes met. Yu Qing threw down his clothes and went to fetch water. When the water came up, Chong'er timidly said, "Master, you might as well go back and warm up your books. Chong'er can help you wash them and dry them."
Chong'er will send it to you."
Yu Qing said coldly: "No need." He also squatted there to wash.
So Chong'er lowered his head and said nothing.
Yu Qing could sense that the book boy was peeking at him from time to time, and he would occasionally glance at the book boy. He found that the book boy's face was quite handsome, with big bright eyes and watery eyes, but it seemed that his face could never be washed clean.
From the first time I saw him yesterday, my face is dirty.
Also, she is too thin, has a small body, and is tanned.
The sun was setting at noon in the sky, it was getting dark, and another day passed.
On a starry night, after practicing and putting away his sword, Xu Fei took the towel handed by Chong'er to wipe his sweat. He also looked up at the room where Yu Qing lived, and found that it was pitch black and not even a light was lit.
"You didn't go for lunch, and you didn't go for dinner?"
"I haven't come out yet."
"How can my body bear if this continues?"
There are only two candidates living in this building, just two households.
Late at night, when I was about to take a rest, a guard suddenly appeared downstairs and shouted, "Please come out and obey me. There is something important to announce."
After shouting several times, Xu Fei and Yu Qing were soon startled.
Facing the two of them, the officer explained: "Tomorrow morning, Mr. Zhou Mu will come to visit us, so we will have dinner an hour early tomorrow morning. Don't be distracted. After the meal, everyone must gather and prepare. I hope you two will pay attention."
When he heard that the highest figure in the states was coming, Xu Fei was slightly surprised, and respectfully held his hands in his hands and said, "Yes!"
Yu Qing also agreed...
As the sun rises, there are guests in the capitals, hubs, residences, and pavilions of the prefectural governors, and the prefect Lu Jikai is personally accompanying them.
The visitor has a long beard like black hair, a slender appearance, and an extraordinary demeanor. He is a famous person in the state and the leading spiritual planter in the state, Di Zang.
As the number one official figure in the various states, Lu Jikai has a big face, big ears, a bold nose, and an extraordinary bearing. At first glance, he looks like someone who has lived among the best for a long time.
While the two of them were sitting on the floor, drinking tea and chatting, a servant came quickly to report, "Sir, Mr. Yuqi is here."
"Oh!" Lu Jikai and Di Zang looked at each other, smiled, and waved, "Please come soon."
After a while, the servants led a man in a black cloak to arrive. The man had a long nose, a long face, and a gray beard. He gave people the impression of a strange person, and he was indeed a strange person. He was also a famous person from various states.
The leading demon exterminator in the states.
State Shepherd Lu Jikai laughed and held his hands, "Mr. Yuqi, I finally have you back." He stretched out his hand to sit down.
Yu Qi and spiritual planter Di Zang nodded to each other, and the latter asked: "I heard from Mr. Lu that Brother Yu went to Youjiao Port?"
Youjiao Port, as the name suggests, is a commercial port in a dark corner.
A gathering place for black markets and gangs, a mixed bag of good and bad. It has its own rules and a special status in the rivers and lakes.
"Exactly, I just returned from Youjiao Port last night." After Yu Qi knelt down and sat down, he asked Lu Jikai, "I just came back last night, and your Excellency sent a message to meet today. What are your instructions?
"
There were no servants waiting at the scene, so Lu Jikai poured tea for the two of them himself, "Scholars have gathered in the state capital and will go to Beijing soon. Today I plan to visit one or two at the academy. If the two masters are free, you might as well go together."
Yu and Di looked at each other, obviously a little surprised. What should the two of them do in that situation? Especially when evildoers were rampant in front of them, and they wanted to do harm to those candidates.