Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 65: Boring, Interesting, and the People in the Painting (Two Chapters in One)

People from Jichuan County rarely receive preferential treatment when they travel outside.

People like Wang Mochuan were even prepared to leave the post station as soon as they heard the postman say that the post station was full from afar.

Unexpectedly, the postman who had been so arrogant just now actually stepped forward and asked, "Are you the students from Jichuan County?"

After receiving a positive answer, the postman leaned his head to glance into the carriage, his gaze paused on Chen Xu for a moment, and then his face broke into a smile.

"It is indeed great that the great talents from Jichuan County have arrived.

"Hurry up, hurry up, please get off the car. The room upstairs is already ready, and we have been waiting here for a long time."

The speed of face changing is breathtaking.

Wang Mochuan and others were a little stunned and got off the carriage in a daze.

Two more postmen rushed out of the post station and respectfully asked Wu Zhengze and the other people in the other two carriages to get off.

Wang Mochuan couldn't help but mutter, "Could it be that because Master Wu is traveling with us this year, these evil officials have changed their attitude?

Yes, I think that should be the case. After all, Master Wu is a juren..."

The candidates are naturally different.

Ordinary students who were taking exams had to stay in the post station, and they had to pay and queue up. However, those who had achieved the title of Juren or above could stay in the post station, and not only were they exempt from food and accommodation, but they also had priority.

In the past few years, when students from the county school went to the provincial capital to take the exam, they were at most accompanied by a scholar from the school.

As for the former tutor of the Juren, he always put on a very high arrogance and it was impossible for him to personally take the student to the exam.

When Wang Mochuan thought of this, he was somewhat moved by Wu Zhengze's character.

Everyone in the county school got off the carriage, and a postman hurried over to help lead the horses and unload the carriage. He was attentive and skillful.

Everyone in Jichuan County benefited from it, but this only further annoyed the group of students who arrived first.

There were people of all ages in the group, some richly dressed and some poorly dressed, and there was only one carriage for the group of six.

At this moment, everyone was standing beside the carriage, glaring at Jichuan County.

"Didn't they say all the guest rooms were full? Then why are these people allowed to stay here?"

A young scholar, whose clothes had become slightly pale from washing, stretched out his hand and pointed angrily at the people in Jichuan County.

Among the postmen, the leading black-faced postman tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and laughed, "If you say the place is full, then it is full. Would I lie to you?
We receive wages and food wages from our superiors, so we have a clear idea of ​​how we should act.

The reason why these talented people were able to have a place to live was naturally because someone had already made arrangements and booked rooms for them.

What? Can’t someone else stay in the room they reserved in advance? Are you trying to snatch it away by force?”

Although he spoke these words in an arrogant manner, he actually managed to stop the people on the opposite side from saying a single word in rebuttal.

The black-faced postman turned around and bowed to the people in Jichuan County, saying expectantly, "The guest who came to book a room in advance said that he made arrangements in advance because he admired the talents of the students in Jichuan County.

The guest has booked a room, prepared a banquet, and invites everyone to stay.

He said, "I hope you all enjoy your trip, and please don't refuse the simple food and wine."

Everyone in Jichuan County was almost stunned by the flattery. It turned out that someone admired their talents and arranged food and lodging for them in advance?
No...but do they really have any amazing talents?
How can I be worthy of such admiration?

They, they themselves don’t know!

Everyone was a little dizzy, but scholars have always valued reputation.

If you are famous for your literary talent and have a strong reputation, even if you just point your finger and say that the white horse is not a horse, there will be learned people who will defend you.

But if you are unknown, even if you say something earth-shattering, people will probably just laugh at you and call you crazy.

Scholars study, not monks who want to leave the world. How many of them don't care about reputation?

Being praised like this, and with a group of students standing next to them in a much worse situation, to be honest, almost no one present could remain calm.

Even Wang Mochuan couldn't help but have a reserved smile on his face.

Among the group, only Wu Zhengze frowned slightly. Chen Xu remained calm, but he couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

Does this routine seem familiar?
Just as they were about to enter the post station under the attentive guidance of several postmen, Wu Zhengze suddenly said, "Excuse me, how many rooms did the person who booked us book?"

The black-faced postman said with a smile, "To answer your question, sir, it is of course eight upper rooms and one side room."

There were eleven people in total from the county school: five students taking the exam, an accompanying Wang Mochuan, two teachers, and three coachmen.

There are eight upper rooms and one side room, which shows that the students and teachers each live in a separate room, while the three coachmen share a room.

This arrangement was indeed extremely thoughtful and appropriate. Wu Zhengze pondered for a moment and said, "Eight upper rooms are quite spacious. We are all students preparing for the exam, so we should be humble and help each other."

Why don't we free up four rooms and give them to the brothers over there?

What do you think?

The last sentence he asked was directed at the students.

When everyone heard this, who would refuse?
This is a good opportunity to make friends with like-minded people and show kindness and righteousness.

Everyone has just been praised as a great talent. If they don't have a magnanimous mind now, they will be unworthy of the postman's praise.

"I would like to listen to what the Master has to say."

The students said one after another.

The generosity of the people in Jichuan County moved the students who were arguing on the opposite side. They had not expected that things would turn out like this.

Several people looked at each other. Although their expressions were different, some were hesitant and some were happy, but after a moment, they finally came forward together to thank everyone in Jichuan County.

After expressing their gratitude, they exchanged their experiences with each other.

It turned out that this group of students were from Qingyan County, but they had not studied in the county school. Instead, they were scholars from several neighboring towns who made an appointment to get together and go to the provincial capital to take the exam.

The same situation occurred in Jichuan County. The number of places in the county school was limited, and it was impossible to accept all the students.

Those who could enter the county school either had a good family background or, like Chen Xu, had won the first place in the county examination.

Or like Xu Wenyuan, who was allowed to enroll because of his extraordinary diligence and caught the eye of the previous instructor.

Entering the county school does not mean that everyone can pass the examination and become a scholar, and not entering the county school does not mean that you will not pass the examination.

However, this group of scholars in Qingyan County received favors from the people in Jichuan County, and their attitudes were invisibly lowered a lot.

After everyone got to know each other, the students from Qingyan County couldn't help but become curious and wanted to know what made this group of people so outstanding.

"The rich and powerful have always admired talented people. To be treated so respectfully, you brothers must be exceptionally outstanding."

"We are fortunate to have met such talented people along the way and to have witnessed their brilliance..."

Everyone in Jichuan County felt a little guilty and a little proud.

"No, no, we just read some books normally."

"I think I might have been misidentified. I don't dare to claim to be a great talent."

……

Everyone's humility actually earns more respect from others.

"A man of great talent, yet humble and modest, should be like this."

In this way, two groups of people checked into the inn at the same time.

The people from Jichuan County were treated with great courtesy by the postmen, while the people from Qingyan County, although they had taken advantage of the opportunity to enter, were still looked down upon.

The treatment between the two sides was so different that the people of Qingyan County suppressed their anger.

Fortunately, although everyone had their own little thoughts, the overall atmosphere in the inn was peaceful and stable that night, without any other twists and turns.

At night, Chen Xu pretended to fall asleep and his soul sank into the kitchen, where he practiced diligently.

The attribute points he had saved were consumed daily, and combined with the income he had received in the past few days, his expenses were greater than his income, but the overall balance was still sufficient to support him. However, his Fireworks Points were running low, and Chen Xu urgently needed new income.

[Free attribute points: 45]

[Fireworks value: 367]

[Cultivation: Tongmai Realm Early Stage 10.6%]

Unknowingly, his cultivation had broken through to 10% of the early stage of Tongmai Realm.

[Current Status: 30% of Talent Awakening]

The higher his cultivation level, the more Chen Xu sometimes felt that the courtesy between scholars was hypocritical and boring.

Sometimes he was arrogant and despised the world, but when he looked back he found that he was also on the same path, but he didn't know when he would be able to truly see through it.

The next day, the people of Jichuan County were treated to a careful breakfast by the postmen.

Everyone wanted to settle the bill, but the postman bluntly refused: "The guest who booked the room has already paid. How can we ask for the bill again? Please don't make it difficult for us."

After saying this, he also graciously offered dry food for the journey, which made everyone so excited that they were overjoyed.

The students couldn't help but feel confident and high-spirited.

The group of carriages moved forward again, this time with the company of people from Qingyan County.

Fortunately, the road to Yunjiang Prefecture is getting closer and closer, so there is no need to mention a lunch break.

In the evening, you can see clouds winding around, painting the sky.

Suddenly, a towering city wall rose in the distance on the horizon. Outside the wall was an ancient plain with green grass and a ten-mile-long pavilion.

In the long pavilion, many scholars wearing square scarves gathered. There were gentlemen playing the zither, beauties tuning the strings, and there was also light smoke and rosy clouds, and the sound of stringed instruments was pleasant to the ears.

There are also fresh fruits and fine wine, jade bowls and golden cups.

Inside the pavilion, everyone was talking and laughing, and it looked like a grand event.

In the carriage, fifteen-year-old Wang Xin lifted the curtain and was stunned when he saw what was going on.

"What a long pavilion," Wang Xin said. "Could it possibly hold hundreds of people?"

Fifteen-year-old Wang Xin was coming to Yunjiang Prefecture City for the first time to take the prefectural examination. Where had he seen such a gathering in Jichuan County?

Wang Mochuan often comes to the provincial capital and has participated in many gatherings of various types.

But the form of the gathering in the long pavilion this time seemed a little different.

He stared intently, his eyes gradually becoming more serious as he spoke, "The Cui family, the Wang family, the Ning family, the Tian family, the Wei family... several prominent families in Yunjiang Prefecture have their children here today."

Although it seems that most of them are side branches, there are also one or two key figures among them.

More importantly, Wang Mochuan seemed to have seen the figure of Wang Ji, the young master of the Wang family.

However, because there were too many people in the pavilion, the energy stored in Wang Mochuan's dantian was still a little insufficient, which made his eyesight a little weak, and he felt that he was clearly dazzled just now.

Wang Mochuan didn't know that Wang Ji was indeed in the pavilion.

It was just that Wang Ji used a trick to conceal his own aura with a mental technique he had recently mastered.

It made it so that although others could see him, it was as if they had never seen him.

Wang Ji was angry with his family elders. He had always hated the art of divination and thought that all divination was just nonsense.

At first glance, he seemed to recognize every word, but those words did not recognize him.

How can he possibly learn something when he doesn't even know the person in front of him?
If the imperial examination must include a test on numerology, then Wang Ji felt that it would be better for him not to take the imperial examination.

If he doesn't take the imperial examination, does that mean he can't cultivate and maintain his energy?

Wang Ji took the risk and secretly skipped school, wandering around the city every day.

He would quietly participate in literary gatherings, but never show up on his own initiative.

I just hide in the dark and watch some people argue over a line of poetry or a word.

Or you flatter me today and I flatter you tomorrow, or we post articles attacking each other, you call me ignorant and he calls me vulgar.

Wang Ji just wanted to ask, what’s the point of making such a fuss?
Is it the ability to govern the country or the ability to manage the world?

Or can he become a saint instantly and become a great scholar in debate?

People who are used to prosperity don’t think it is useful, but instead think it is all ridiculous.

There are also some people who like to ask poor students to accompany them to literary gatherings, but when they get to the gatherings they rely on their knowledge to mock their poverty.

In order to gain a small sense of superiority.

This is even more ridiculous—

Today, the literary gathering at Shili Pavilion is the same old routine.

The only slight difference was that Wang Ji quietly changed the theme of their banquet today, the picture of a beauty worshiping the moon.

The picture is still "Beauty Worshiping the Moon", but the beauty in the painting is a little unusual.

It was almost dusk and a cloud of dust was rising from the other side of the road. It turned out that a team of carriages was coming from afar.

The one who initiated the banquet, a member of the Cui family's side branch named Cui Jingxian, suddenly held up a scroll and said to everyone around him, "Everyone, I have recently obtained a fine piece of work, but I regret that there is only a painting but no poem.

In the past, we would gather together to write poetry, and choose the best writer to be the champion of the poetry competition that day.

There is nothing wrong with this process, but it becomes boring if you go through it too many times.

Today, let's make some interesting changes, what do you think?"

Everyone responded: "What do you mean by interesting?"

Cui Jingxian held up the scroll and placed it beside him, then smiled and said, "Look everyone, there's a team of carriages coming up the official road over there.

Why don't you and I just pick someone from the oncoming carriage and offer a prize to ask him to write a poem.

This time, we are not competing to see who writes the better poem, but to see who chooses the better poem.

The winner will have the right to select all the plays on Biyan Lake for the next month.

Listen everyone, this competition is more interesting than before, isn't it?"

As soon as Cui Jingxian said this, everyone in the pavilion cheered.

It is inevitable that it will become boring if you compare poems and essays too much in your daily life.

But if you add randomness, it becomes much more interesting.

Everyone was intrigued, and they saw Cui Jingxian walking to the middle of the official road with a scroll in his hand.

There was a long "whoosh" sound, and the first carriage coming towards them couldn't help but stop.

The driver, somewhat startled, stopped the horse and raged, "What are you doing? You suddenly walked into the middle of the road. Aren't you afraid I won't be able to control the carriage and hit you?"

"Ten taels of silver." Cui Jingxian said.

The driver was stunned: "What?"

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(End of this chapter)