Five days later.
He Pingan was refining elixirs in the Medicine Trial Department as usual.
After solving the blood demon in Shi Zhen's body and the Beimang Witch Immortal, He Ping'an had a rare moment of peace.
Through the scenes he saw in King Tuntian's dream, He Ping'an guessed that the Five Immortals Sect and the Nine-Headed Insect seemed to be planning something, but King Tuntian did not know about it.
"Whoosh..."
At this moment, a communication talisman came through the air and fell into He Pingan's hands.
"Brother Ping'an, today a great Confucian scholar is holding a poetry meeting and inviting young talents to come. Are you interested in participating?"
He Pingan's consciousness sank into the communication talisman, and Lu Wei's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Since the last time he was invited by He Pingan and Han Li had sex with Li Chun Yuan for free, Lu Wei had been looking for opportunities to return the favor.
It's a pity that during this period, He Ping'an was very busy with many affairs and never had the chance to accept the appointment.
"Poetry meeting?"
"Don't go!"
He Pingan shook his head, casually took out a communication talisman and went back.
The messenger talisman cut through the sky with a shrill scream and flew towards the dragon guard.
In his impression, the Poetry Society was just a place where some sentimental and sour scholars lamented the spring and autumn. It was of no help to him. He might as well refine a few waste elixirs in the Alchemy Department, although his cultivation level would not increase. A lot, but still better than nothing.
But not long after, another communication talisman fell into his hands.
"Why is this Lu Wei so stubborn?"
He Pingan looked helpless, and his consciousness sank into the communication talisman.
This time the communication talisman only has four words: "Mei Duo, come quickly!"
"You should have told me earlier!"
He Ping'an stood up from the futon with a "kick" sound, tidied up briefly, and checked in.
Today's alchemy task has been completed, and all you need to do is hand over the refined elixir to the medicine boy.
After walking out of the Changchun Hall, He Ping'an determined the direction and headed towards the agreed place.
Just when passing by the Jiangzhou Guild Hall, He Ping'an saw that in front of the guild hall, there was a bustling crowd, and most of the scholars were standing at the door eagerly looking forward to it.
"Release the results today?"
Seeing this scene, He Pingan suddenly thought that today is the day when the results will be released in spring.
He counted with his fingers and suddenly smiled.
Then with a thought, his spiritual consciousness rushed into the Jiangzhou Guild Hall.
On the second floor of the guild hall, a white-robed Confucian scholar looked down, with both expectation and worry in his eyes.
However, after experiencing the release of the results many times, his mood at this time was no longer as exciting as before.
It's not like when I was waiting for the results to be released for the first time, I would wait at the door early in the morning waiting for news.
"Stop looking, go downstairs and go out. After working hard for so long, it's time to relax."
The voice fell into the mind of the white-robed Confucian scholar, and he immediately became energetic. It was Mr. He.
He quickly packed his clothes and hurried downstairs.
I met several familiar Confucian scholars on the road, and when they saw him, there was a trace of contempt in their eyes.
It has been many years since Lu Yong came to Xuanyang, but despite repeated attempts, he has become a long-term resident of the Jiangzhou Guild Hall.
If he hadn't had some friendship with the shopkeeper of Jiangzhou Guild Hall, he would have been kicked out long ago with the little money he had left.
Lu Yong saw all this contempt with his eyes. In the six years since he came to Xuanyang, he had seen too many such looks.
The most powerful way to fight back is to pass the Gongshi test.
However, just as he was about to step down the last staircase, a leg suddenly stretched out from the empty ground, blocking Lu Yong's calf.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Lu Yong fell down in the hall of Jiangzhou Guild Hall, groaning in pain and unable to get up for a long time.
The noise here quickly attracted the attention of other Confucian scholars in the guild hall. When two young Confucian scholars saw him falling, they wanted to go over and help him up.
Gu Ke
"Don't meddle in other people's business."
At this moment, three Confucian scholars in blue shirts appeared next to Lu Yong.
A burly Confucian scholar on the left said in a rough voice, with a fierce look in his eyes, which immediately shocked the Confucian scholars who came over.
"Oh, isn't this our famous talented man from Jiangzhou, Brother Lu?"
"You're running so fast, are you going to see the list?"
"Why were you so careless and fell down?"
When the Confucian scholar in the middle saw Lu Yong falling to the ground, instead of helping him, he laughed sarcastically.
Among the three, he was vaguely the leader.
"Dai Xueyi, don't go too far!"
Lu Yong, who was lying on the ground, finally recovered and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His handsome face was bruised and swollen from the fall, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.
The leg that suddenly appeared just now was stretched out by the burly Confucian scholar on the left side of Dai Xueyi.
"Oh, so what if I went too far to deceive others today?"
"You loser, do you really think you can pass the Gongshi exam?"
Dai Xueyi asked back, a hint of coldness flashed across his face.
He didn't look bad, he was a standard young boy, but his squinty eyes ruined his temperament.
There was no grudge between him and Lu Yong, but Lu Yong was arrogant. He had invited Lu Yong to participate in the hometown gatherings organized by him several times before, but Lu Yong refused to participate because he was busy with his studies.
Forget it, he had spent a huge amount of money to find an oiran in a brothel. Unexpectedly, Lu Yong only had to write two lines of poetry lightly, and these oirans regarded him as a masterpiece and fought to preserve it.
Even when the oiran he liked was in bed, and he heard that he and Lu Yong were from the same hometown, he would ask: "Does Mr. Dai know Mr. Lu?"
Which is tolerable or unbearable? He can tolerate other things, but he really can't bear this matter.
After all, he is also a dignified governor's son, and he can be regarded as having a good reputation, but in the brothel, he is not as useful as a bad poem by Lu Yong.
That night, when Dai Xueyi heard what the oiran said, his little head suddenly became sluggish and he could no longer raise his head.
Dai Xueyi could only lift up his pants and hurriedly left the brothel, always looking for opportunities to retaliate against Lu Yong.
In the past, it was just a few sarcastic remarks.
But today, when he passed by the stairs, he happened to see Lu Yongjian coming down the stairs like flying. He took advantage of the situation and kicked him. Not only did he avenge his previous revenge, but he also made Lu Yong lose face in front of many Confucian students of the same year.
"Dai Xue Yi, it turns out they are the third young masters of Jiangzhou..."
The two Confucian scholars who were about to step forward to help Lu Yong up just now heard the conversation between the two and realized that the three people in front of them were none other than the notorious Third Young Master of Jiangzhou. They were immediately frightened.
The three young men of Jiangzhou have a good background. The leader, Dai Xueyi, is the third son of Jiangzhou Governor Dai Yunlin.
The tall Confucian scholar on the left is named Yue Yijian, and he is the son of Yue Hongfeng, the commander of the Jiangzhou capital.
He has practiced both martial arts and Confucianism, especially martial arts, and has reached the seventh level of martial arts.
The Confucian scholar on the right is rich in stature and not impressive in appearance, but it is said that he is the son of the richest man in Jiangzhou.
The three of them have been in Xuanyang for more than three years. They are running rampant in the Jiangzhou Guild Hall and often organize some hometown meetings, mainly recruiting famous candidates from the same hometown to participate.
If they attend as promised, they will certainly be entertained with good food and wine. At the same time, they also have some resources and can always take care of these candidates who rely on them.
If this continues, they will be able to recruit some talents.
Those who do not participate will be listed as uncooperative, and may be ridiculed, beaten or insulted.
It is even possible that when you are taking an exam, you suddenly find that the items you must use for the exam are missing.
But after the exam, he was discovered and left in a very conspicuous place.
And this kind of thing usually only happens to Confucian students who don't cooperate with the Third Young Master of Jiangzhou.
Although the incident was harmless, it caused many candidates to lose their mental balance, resulting in mistakes during the exam.
Including Lu Yong, he had encountered this kind of thing before participating in Chunwei, but fortunately, he was prepared and brought a spare copy.
Ever since Liu Ruoxiang's accident, he had studied hard and tolerated everything. Instead, he studied on behalf of Yi and the other three, but pressed forward step by step.
"Dai Xue Yi!"
Thinking of this, old and new hatreds surged into Lu Yong's heart.
He couldn't bear it any longer, roared angrily, bared his teeth and claws, and pounced on him like a mad dog.
