Cheng Yu smiled slightly, bowed his hands, and spoke to the scholar in the door.
Just now he saw that this new scholar Jieyuan couldn't wait to return to Qianjiang Fucheng, so he immediately summoned Yuanshen.
The Wujun sword behind his back was in the shape of a spirit like his soul. He had to firmly hold the Bujing sword on his wrist first, and after repeated warnings, he used his spiritual consciousness to solidify his soul.
Just solidified the spirit,
The courtyard door was opened by Zhuang Huaijin from the inside. They were on both sides of the courtyard door and met unexpectedly.
At first, something clicked in Cheng Yu's mind. This scholar had visited Qingluozhuang Quegong Temple. Cheng Yu's first reaction was whether the other party would recognize him.
But in a flash, he thought that when the scholar returned to Qingluo Village from Jiangkou Town that night, the Que Gong Temple had already been changed into the Que Niang Temple, and the golden body in the temple looked like Jia Fei's Que Fairy Grandma. It was impossible for Zhuang Huaijin to recognize her.
He is obviously worried.
Zhuang Huaijin and Yu Wenpei behind him were also shocked. This place is a side yard in the backyard of the county government. Unless they are relatives or close friends of the county, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter.
But the person at the door has an extraordinary description and an elegant and dusty air. He is definitely not an ordinary person. But why have I never seen him in the county government before?
Moreover, this person called himself Mr. Zhuang when we met. He obviously knew me. Could it be that he was a candidate who took the exam together before?
Impossible, how could I not remember such a temperament?
After being stunned for several deep breaths, Zhuang Huaijin couldn't figure out the origin of the other party for a while, but when he saw the man in white shirt opposite him looking at him with a smile, without any malice, he hurriedly raised his hand and returned the salute.
After getting up again, I saw that the gentleman at the door had taken off the burden on his back, and slowly and quickly untied the cloth strips on it one by one.
Just exposed the hilt of the sword,
Zhuang Huaijin's eyes suddenly lit up, could it be...
His whole body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, until Cheng Yu untied all the cloth strips, held the sword backwards in his hand, held the Wujun sword flat and handed it forward to Zhuang Huaijin.
At this time, the new student Jieyuan was stunned and actually forgot to reach out to pick it up. Fortunately, Yu Wenpei shouted from behind:
"Ah! Isn't this the ancestral sword that Brother Huaijin lost?"
Cheng Yu nodded and handed the sword forward again. Only then did Zhuang Huaijin react. He hurriedly stretched out his hands to take the Wujun sword. After stroking it tremblingly, he looked up at Cheng Yu and immediately bowed deeply, but was held by Cheng Yu. :
"Mr. Zhuang, you don't have to be like this. I picked up this sword on a small road. It was just a little effort to make it combine with the Pu Pearl. Moreover, I am ashamed to say that this sword has helped me survive several difficulties. Due to emotion and reason, I We should also thank you sir."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Huaijin still thanked Cheng Yu repeatedly, but Yu Wenpei, who was behind him, was watching clearly and stepped forward and said to Zhuang Huaijin:
"Brother Huaijin,
This is not the place to talk,
Why not invite this gentleman to sit in the room and serve him some tea? This is the way to treat guests."
After Yu Wenpei finished speaking, he looked at Cheng Yu again, cupped his hands and saluted:
"I, Yu Wenpei, am fortunate enough to meet you. I am blessed throughout my life."
Cheng Yu returned the salute, and Zhuang Huaijin beside him calmed down:
"Yes, yes, what Brother Wenpei said is absolutely true. Huaijin lost his etiquette for a moment. Please forgive me, sir. Please give me your thanks."
After saying that, he stepped aside and gave a deep salute. Cheng Yu returned the gift and thought for a while. Meeting Zhuang Huaijin here in advance and returning the Wujun Sword to Zhao intact had saved a lot of time. In addition, he had an impression of this new Jie Yuan.
It was quite good, so he didn't refuse and followed the two of them towards the main room.
When he passed by Zhuang Huaijin, he clearly felt that the other person's figure was stagnant, so he secretly struck the Bujing sword held behind his back, and the cold sword energy surrounding him disappeared.
After entering the house, Yu Wenpei rushed to make tea. Zhuang Huaijin put down the Wu Jun sword and forced Cheng Yu to sit in the main seat, and then said to Cheng Yu:
"To be honest, sir, this sword is an ancestral item. Zhuang lost it in a foolish moment on his way back to his hometown. He was embarrassed to see his father back home, and even more ashamed of his ancestors. Fortunately, my husband is righteous, so I ordered him to do so."
Qi Yinhui's fighting handle, Zhuang is not talented, I would like to ask my name, sir? How do you know my name? And how did you pick up this sword?"
"Hahahaha, who knows about Qianyuan Prefecture's new knowledge and understanding of the Yuan Dynasty?"
Cheng Yu laughed, and after a brief pause he continued:
"My surname is Cheng Mingyu, I don't have a nickname, but I am a casual traveler. I met you in style when I was visiting Fucheng in Qianjiang a few days ago.
Later, I walked to a small road not far from Fucheng and accidentally picked up this sword on the roadside. I had seen Mr. Zhuang carrying this sword before and knew that it belonged to Mr. Zhuang, so I made a special trip here to return it to its original owner."<
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When he said this, he lowered his head and saw a stack of paper on the table next to him. The paper was densely covered with rows of small characters, and the fonts were quite familiar.
"Is this written by Mr.?"
He pointed to the pile of paper and asked Zhuang Huaijin. When the other person nodded in agreement, Cheng Yu asked:
"Can I borrow a certain point of view?"
"I'm not talented, and my handwriting is embarrassing. If you don't mind me, sir, it's okay to look at it."
Cheng Yu picked up the top sheet as he said, which was a policy essay. From a rough look, the content was written by a scholar, but the font was obviously imitating the thin gold style, and it already had quite a charm.
"Mr. Zhuang has good handwriting."
Seeing the other party's compliments, Zhuang Huaijin waved his hands repeatedly. At this moment, Yu Wenpei came in with tea. Seeing the strategy in Cheng Yu's hand, he served the tea first, and then found an opportunity to interject:
"Mr. Cheng doesn't know something. My brother Huaijin, ever since he went to Qingluo Village before, he has been obsessed with this sparrow immortal body. No, seeing that the autumn of the capital is approaching, he has left the pavilion alone.
If you don't practice your physical fitness, but you practice this bird's immortal body, if the examiner is stubborn and unreasonable, and he doesn't like the font on your test paper, what should he do if he directly betrays you and fails? But having said that, this bird's immortal body is indeed
It’s unusual..."
"Oh? Fairy Bird Body?"
Cheng Yu couldn't help but laugh.
Having been here for a long time, he knew that when the scholars who took the exams answered the questions on the imperial examination papers over the years, they had already formed a unified font for official answer papers, and its shape had four characteristics: black, square, light, and large.
That is, every word is black, square, smooth, and even in size.
The examination papers for top scholars in the past dynasties all used the Guange style answer sheet. Not only the answer content was exquisite, but the paper surface was also neat and clean.
However, as time went by, the Guange style could not escape the trend of rigidity and rigidity. At the same time, it also created a group of stubborn old academics who only recognized the Guange style when marking papers. Other examination papers would be classified even if the answer content was extraordinary.
Inferior.
At this time, Cheng Yu heard Yu Wenpei blurt out the words "quexianti", and couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He shook his head helplessly and said:
"The word "quexian body" comes from something a little unclear, so I think this word is thin, strong and spirited, bending iron and breaking gold. Instead of calling it "quexian body", it is better to call it "slender gold body".
Cheng Yu said casually, but did not want Yu Wenpei to carefully add next to him:
"Well...Mr. Cheng may not know the origin of this Bird Immortal Body. This matter originated from a strange encounter of Brother Huaijin..."
Then he exaggerated what he knew about Zhuang Huaijin's enlightenment at Jiangkou Town, Qingluo Village's visit to the Bird Immortal, etc., and started talking about it.
Cheng Yu didn't say a word the whole time, only smiling as he watched the scholar opposite talk all over the place, while Zhuang Huaijin next to him ignored Yu Wenpei and kept secretly observing Cheng Yu.
Slim gold body...
This name is quite consistent with the shape and spirit of the word. Thinking back to the gentleman in white shirt opposite, when he first saw this word, he was not surprised at all, but seemed to be used to it.
Looking at the spotless white shirt on this man, he is sitting upright and comfortable in the chair, and his figure is so handsome that it makes you feel like you are taking a breath of spring breeze. He does not look like a person wandering around in the world, but as if he has come down from the sky.
Looking at his hand, he has slender fingers and is holding a tea cup in an elegant manner. The most surprising thing is that on the wrist of his other hand, there is a bright silver sword. He just passed it when he entered the house, and a wave of
The sharp sword energy rushed towards my face, but now it was pressed behind my hand. Although the sword body was still bright, there was no evil energy at all.
Somewhere in the dark, he felt that the person opposite him had an extraordinary origin.
He glanced at Yu Wenpei, who was talking eloquently. Yu Wenpei, who was good at observing people's emotions, immediately stopped talking. Zhuang Huaijin looked for an opportunity and said to Cheng Yu:
"Although what Brother Wenpei said just now is a bit exaggerated, the general story is not bad, so the two of us called this word Quexian Ti. However, according to what Mr. Wen Pei said, the word Shou Jin is indeed more appropriate.
It seems to be tailor-made for this font, could it be..."
He paused, looked at Yu Wenpei and then continued:
"Does it mean that sir knows the true origin of this word?"
Cheng Yu smiled slightly when he heard this. Zhuang Jieyuan was really smart. He had been silent just now and was only observing him secretly from the side. Now he asked directly. It must be that his origins have attracted the other party's special attention.<
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"Mr. Zhuang misunderstood. Cheng just felt that the word "Shoujin" should be worthy of the meaning of the word "Shoujin", and had no other intention."
After saying that, he picked up the tea cup in his hand and took a sip. It was fragrant but not bland.
In fact, Cheng Yu didn't really care whether this word was called Bird Immortal Body or Thin Gold Body. He just mentioned it impromptuly. When Zhuang Huaijin asked about it, he explained it casually, but he had already given up on it.
, and since the matter was over, he stood up and said goodbye to the two of them.
"I thank you two gentlemen for the tea, and I have returned the sword. That's enough for now. Cheng has other important matters, so I won't disturb you two. I'll take my leave."
Zhuang was a little surprised when the two of them didn't respond quickly enough. When they were stunned for a moment, Cheng Yu had already walked to the door. He remembered something again and turned around and said to the two of them:
"This is a place where there is trouble and trouble. I advise you to return home as soon as possible."
Speaking of this, Cheng Yu said nothing more. With a flick of his robe sleeves, the wooden door opened silently, and wisps of the rising sun outside the house poured into the room.
Zhuang and Yu both intuitively felt that the sun was dazzling their eyes, and hurriedly raised their hands to cover it. After their eyes adjusted, the gentleman in white shirt had disappeared into the light outside the house.
The two of them raised their feet and chased out the door. They saw that the wooden door of the small courtyard was ajar. Where could there be any trace of the man in white clothes in the courtyard?
Zhuang Huaijin chased him outside the hospital in a few steps. He looked around and still couldn't find any trace of Cheng Yu.
Just at this time, the corner door leading to the front yard of the county government was called open, and a young man hurried in from the door.
"May I ask, brother, did you just see a gentleman in a white shirt leaving the house?"
Zhuang Huaijin stopped the young man and asked, but the young man waved his hands repeatedly, showing no respect as before, and said anxiously to Zhuang Huaijin:
"I have never seen a gentleman in a white shirt and a black mountain. Please get out of the way!"
At this time, Yu Wenpei also came out of the courtyard, grabbed the boy, and said with a black face:
"You little guy used to nod and bow down, why are you so rude today? When I tell the county master, I will definitely charge you with disrespect and reward you with dozens of meals."
The boy then stopped and bowed to the two of them:
"Don't worry, gentlemen. It's really urgent that I have to go to the second gate of the backyard to report it. I don't want to offend you. Please forgive me."
Yu Wenpei then let go of his hand and asked, holding the posture of lifting people:
"What's the emergency?"
The boy looked around and saw no one else around, so he stepped forward and whispered:
"To be honest with you two gentlemen, the county captain returned to the office early at dawn. He said that a large group of bandits had emerged in the county, numbering hundreds of thousands of people. The leader was called Duan Tianwang, and they captured the surrounding area last night.
Zhuqianzhuang is only a few dozen miles away from the county seat."
Seeing the two new imperial examination candidates opposite each other looking at each other, the boy quietly walked around them and ran towards the second door of the backyard.
"Brother Huaijin, hurry! You and I quickly pack our bags and go back to Qingchuan County."
Zhuang Huaijin glanced at the other party after hearing this, and then remembered the two words left by Mr. Cheng before he left.
He nodded lightly to Wen Pei, who turned around and returned to the hospital to pack his luggage.
Zhuang Huaijin stood at the door of the courtyard, looked outside the courtyard again, and then returned to the house full of worries.