Dao fruit.

Hearing someone's name, Zhang Yingchao followed the sound and saw three men who entered, all dressed as servants, at first glance, they could be regarded as somewhat powerful.

"It's actually three servants?"

A table of Confucian scholars saw the person coming, some frowned, and some looked worried.

"I'm Zhang Yingchao, what's your business looking for me?" Zhang Yingchao didn't flinch when he saw the person coming, and got up directly.

"Oh?" The servant looked over, and the leader clasped his fists and said, "Master Zhang, I am the servant of the Han family, and I have been ordered to invite you over. My second master wants to see you."

"Sure enough, it's the Han family! Brother Zhang, I can't agree!" Hearing this, the people next to him screamed that it was not good, and persuaded them in a low voice.

Zhang Yingchao frowned slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"It's really Han Mansion! Could it be that Brother Liu and Brother Li are right?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Yingchao said to the Confucian scholars around him: "Thank you for your concern, brothers and sisters. It's just that the Han Mansion is the residence of the Prime Minister and has its own way of governing. The servants in the mansion dare not falsely pass on orders. Since Han Zhuo wants to see me, why not?" There's no reason to avoid it."

What he said seemed to be praising the Han family, but it was actually a sarcasm. Although the three servants couldn't hear the meaning, they knew it was not a good word, and immediately lost their good looks.

Then, a group of people left with stiff faces.

Looking at the backs of Zhang Yingchao and his servant, the people at the table lost their appetite and shook their heads one after another.

"Brother Zhang is too straightforward, he doesn't know how to be tactful."

"Although these three people are servants, they are from the Han family after all. They should not be offended by the prime minister's concierge seventh-rank officials."

"That's right, when you are talented. Doing so is a celebrity's pride, and it can be passed on as a good story. Now that something like this has happened, it is disrespectful in the eyes of others. Even if it is spread, others will give him a ignorant evaluation." .”

……

A few people discussed in low voices, and as they talked, there was a sense of sympathy for each other.

These Confucian scholars.Everyone has fame and fame, most of them are candidates, and they will appear in Dongdu. On the one hand, they are on their way to prepare for the next year's exam, and on the other hand, because Dongdu has outstanding people and many academies.Various theories emerge in endlessly, come here to study.Bath Evans.

However, they didn't know each other before they came to Dongdu again, and the reason why they were able to sit and drink here had something to do with King Yan.

This east is prosperous, but there are also many incidents. Not long ago, there was a scholar named Huang Yan.An anti-poetry was mentioned in the restaurant at home, and this person still has some skills to instigate a civil uprising, although it was quickly quelled.It didn't affect much, but it gave some facts, and King Yan was one of them.

The prince used the pretext of suppressing thieves to sit in Xuankou, arrest Confucian scholars, and steal writings. Many Confucian scholars present are the victims of this incident.

They were imprisoned together in Xuankou Town, so they got acquainted. After regaining their freedom, they went northward together, and their friendship came out after going back and forth.

However, it didn't take long before someone discovered the problem——

Some people found that their knowledge, memory of articles, and comprehension of scriptures were all gone, and they even couldn't remember some etiquette and etiquette clearly.

The following bad news came one after another. Vance's memory was the foundation they used to climb and maintain their status. Once Vance left, everything began to collapse like a castle in the air.

Zhang Yingchao is just one of them.

"Brother Zhang is in trouble. Even servants dare to bully him, which makes people angry, but what is the difference between us? I heard that Brother Liu was recommended to Jingshen Academy this time, but he failed the entrance examination yesterday. Passed, and was publicly humiliated by a son of an official."

"Yeah, I was so angry that I almost made a move, but the other party gave me a look and stopped me."

"Those officials' sons grew up in rich clothes and fine food, had medicinal food to supplement their vitality, and were able to practice kung fu and martial arts, so they were naturally strong and strong. If you really did something, Brother Liu, you would only be beaten, not to mention that you would be in trouble afterwards."

"It's reasonable. We used to rely on our own efforts to accumulate knowledge and get on the list to change our luck. Now that we don't even have knowledge, how can we compare with those people?"

Since ancient times, people have been poor in culture and rich in martial arts. Martial arts training needs to develop the potential of flesh and blood, constantly overdraws vitality, and needs to be supplemented with foreign objects, which is often expensive.

This is also the reason why the six arts of a gentleman are gradually declining. It is not that people today are unwilling to learn them, but how can ordinary people have the conditions to learn them such as archery and imperialism?

Moreover, although the imperial examination has opened up a new way of humanism, it still has limitations in its development so far. Among other things, rich people can easily buy classics and invite famous teachers, while children from poor families do not have this kind of ability. Savings, fortunately, as long as you can read and copy, you can find some books to copy and memorize by yourself. If you can put down your face, write couplets and family letters for others, you can also supplement your family.

However, for many Confucian scholars present, all these have disappeared.

Without knowledge, they don't even have the confidence to speak, just like rootless duckweed, empty and fearful in their hearts, feeling hopeless in the future, and many people even have a tendency to be confused.

"A few days ago, I also met two Confucian scholars who used up all their money and didn't want to beg. Alas..."

Several people were lamenting, suddenly!

Wisps of cool breeze came from all around, passed through the windows, lifted the curtains, and poured into the restaurant.

Then, a cool breeze blew, and a table of Confucian scholars froze in place!

In that wind, there was a trace of literary thought, following the chain of cause and effect, it melted into the hearts of the Confucian scholars from the seven orifices.

The articles of scriptures, knowledge and memory, and insights resurfaced in their hearts, took root, and expanded bit by bit. Feeling the changes in the memories in their hearts, many people's eyes gradually became moist.

………………

The back house of Han Mansion.

Zhang Yingchao sat on a chair, waiting for Han Zhuo to be summoned, but there were no servants or maids around, not even anyone serving tea.

The servants who live in the gate of the house are the most eye-catching, knowing that the second master's confidant, Han Fu, doesn't want to see this scholar, so why would someone who doesn't open his eyes come over?

However, in Zhang Yingchao's eyes, this kind of scene was an insult.I couldn't help but feel angry, and my face slowly turned red.

At this time.A lazy voice came from the side——

"Zhang Sheng, come here, the second master is calling you." When the voice came, Han Fu came out of the room, glanced at Zhang Yingchao, and frowned slightly. "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up!" This greeting seemed to be reprimanding the servants.

Zhang Yingchao was furious immediately, stood up from the chair, walked in front of Han Fu in three steps and two steps, and looked at him coldly!

Deng Deng Deng!

For a moment, Han Fu was overwhelmed by Zhang Yingchao's aura, and retreated a few steps.Only then did he regain his composure, and said angrily, "What are you going to do? Do you want to cause trouble in the Han Mansion? You are not small!"

"You are a slave. How dare you represent the Han family? It's just a dog's power!" Zhang Yingchao left such a sentence, flicked his sleeves, and strode to meet Han Zhuo.

It's just that his eyes are full of grief, indignation, helplessness and desolation.

"Inverted! Inverted!" Han Fu's complexion changed abruptly, and he was very angry at the sentence "the dog is arrogant". He even noticed the eyes of the servants and maids around him, and he felt that he couldn't get down.

"I'd like to see how you, a bastard with no knowledge, can stand up in front of the second master! Wait until you are reprimanded. You must suffer a lot!"

After the words fell, he also took a step and followed.

But after a few steps, a ray of breeze fell from the sky.Passing by Han Fu's side, he shivered tremblingly, looked left and right, but found nothing.

And that ray of breeze, which contained a strong sense of literary thinking, had already mellowed all the way, caught up with Zhang Yingchao who was walking, and melted into his body along the seven orifices.

Then, Zhang Yingchao trembled.

………………

at the same time.

In several inns in Dongdu, a famous Confucian scholar who was curled up trembled at the same time.

In several streets and alleys of Dongdu, several men who lost their souls looked up with surprise on their faces.

In a few dilapidated temples outside the Eastern Capital, several scrawny scholars were also shocked, and then wept loudly.

Outside the Eastern Capital, there were also many disheartened Confucian scholars who were enveloped by a gust of fresh air, and then their spirits changed directly, and they were no longer depressed as before.

……

Similar things are happening in many places at this moment.

The luck of each Confucian scholar had been deflected with the departure of Wen Si, and some were even about to dissipate, but at this moment, Wen Si returned and suppressed them again, allowing their luck to settle down.

Moreover, the joy of regaining the lost is a cleansing of the soul, which makes all the Confucian scholars sigh with emotion and change their mood.

This kind of transformation, following the causal connection, reversed and passed into Qiu Yan's living soul.

The entanglement of these causes and effects did not pull Qiu Yan's living soul, but dissipated in the soul like dry wood thrown into the flames, and aroused changes in the soul, even a small part of the ideal cause and effect entangled in the body disintegrated , Then, the soul vortex, which had been stagnant for a long time, turned rapidly.

The situation of those Confucian scholars at the moment was also reflected in Qiu Yan's heart, which made him sigh when he saw the changes in human relationships and the changes in the world.

Then, the soul vortexed, bursting out a strong absorption force, and the four bookshelves were captured immediately, and then, the three fires on Qiu Yan's shoulders also swayed, and finally flew out and merged into it.

Spin!Spin!Spin!

The whole living soul rotates and shrinks, and finally condenses into a point!

Blooming brilliance in this point!

The next moment, the light returned to the physical shell.

Immediately, Qiu Yan's whole body trembled, his flesh and blood boiled, vitality, strength, and aura rolled all over his body, and strands of it separated out and converged towards that point of light!

That point of light, together with the whole body, released a little flame.

Heart fire manifested!

Around the heart fire, the light and shadow are distorted, gradually building a little outline, which seems to be a seal character.

Soon, the seal character was clear, and a word "Zhi" came out, living in the soul, sitting on one side, Qiu Yan suddenly felt something more in his heart, solid and solid, knowing that his luck was suppressed by the fire in his heart.

Then, luck and seal characters intertwined, and the three fires of fortune, fortune and longevity also flew out of the heart fire. All these things were intertwined, becoming more clear and solid.

Realizing that the time had come, Qiu Yan raised his hand and made a seal.

"Divine soul, Ning!"

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