Li Qingyun forced a smile, took two deep breaths, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go to the next place." ”

He really couldn't stand the miserable appearance of these cultivators, these people were not disciples of the new room, they were forced by Ren Yi to study literature and history, and they had the experience of being abused.

Even though they had read the book and had made adequate preparations before coming, they probably did not expect the Master's question to be so profound.

To be honest, Li Qingyun didn't expect Mr. Wen to actually make such a move, which simply didn't leave any way for these cultivators to live.

"Damn, this demon rejection city is older than my grandfather's age, Lao Tzu gave up!"

As soon as Li Qingyun and the others left, some cultivators picked their picks and turned around and left directly.

"Please. ”

The old master seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and said without raising his head.

Here, Li Qingyun and the others came to another small area of the political affairs area, although the examiner here is also an old master, but the questions asked are quite normal.

Moreover, the cultivators who participated in the assessment were not standing, but sitting, and in front of each of them there was a table with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a small seal.

"Listen up!" the old master cleared his throat and asked, "As soon as you took office, three families came to you, one was the shopkeeper of the restaurant, one was your uncle, and the other was a street vendor. ”

"Your uncle and the restaurant shopkeeper had a fight, and in the process overturned the vendor's stall, now please judge the case, how will you judge?"

As soon as the old master finished speaking, the cultivators below pondered for a moment, and then began to write down their own steps to solve the case.

"It's interesting. ”

Li Qingyun stopped, ready to see how these cultivators who participated in the assessment would decide the case.

After a pause, a cultivator in a white robe blew dry the ink on the paper, stamped his small seal on it, stood up first, and handed what he had written to the old master.

"Please take a look. The young man in white looked at the old master calmly and said.

The old master nodded, looked intently, and after a moment, his snow-white eyebrows suddenly condensed.

"Alas......" the old master sighed, looked at the young man in white, and asked, "Tell me, why did you sentence your uncle to compensate the hawkers?"

The young man in white opened the folding fan in his hand very chicly, fanned it, and replied with a smile: "Because I don't help my relatives." ”

Hearing this, the old master sighed again and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency really has the ability, first take your relatives to sacrifice the flag." ”

The young man in white smiled slightly, looked at the old master with confidence, and asked, "Have I passed the test?"

The old master shook his head, picked up a piece of white paper, handed it to the young man in white, and replied, "Give you another chance." ”

The young man in white was stunned and asked puzzledly, "But where did I answer wrong?"

No, his judgment should not be wrong, obviously the answer is clear, how can it not pass?

The old master stopped talking, and the young man in white waited for a while, so he could only sit back in confusion and pick up his pen again.

After a pillar of incense, the scholar next to the old master walked down, collected everyone's answers, and put them in front of the old master.

After looking at it for a while, the old master said, "Wang Jia and Zhou Ren have passed the test." ”

The two cultivators immediately stood up, saluted the old master, put away the small seal on the table, and then turned around and went to the other areas.

Not hearing his name, the young man in white was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why not me?"

The rest of the cultivators did not leave, but looked at the old master in unison, waiting for him to answer.

"I really admire you," replied the old master, pouting his teeth and looking pained, "I didn't say who did it first, nor did I say the cause of the matter, but you can actually decide the case? How many people actually said that they would let the hawker compensate?

No wonder Mr. Wen told them before he came that he should be ready to be angry to death, and now he finally understands that these people are really more amazing than the other, and they have everything to say.

I can't see the problem inside, it's just that there is still a vendor who compensates his uncle and the restaurant shopkeeper!

Now it seems that the person who sacrificed his brother's flag before was already good, at least he knew how to do superficial work and buy people's hearts.

Eighty percent of the rest forgot to bring their brains here.

The face of the young man in white turned red, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

The rest of the cultivators were also embarrassed to stay here and scattered one after another.

"Hahaha!"

After they left, Li Qingyun couldn't hold back at all, laughed directly, half-bent over, and said with a dry breeze: "Mr. Wen is really amazing! This kind of problem can also be thought of!"

That question just now was too much, and he never thought that there were even more excessive questions waiting here.

Li Qingyun is now very skeptical that Mr. Wen and Ren Yi have anything to do with each other, after all, this kind of unique skill in the same vein is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Qianfeng also forced a smile at this time, in his impression, Mr. Wen has always been a more serious image.

But the assessment methods he arranged today really made Qianfeng almost not hold back his illness.

The veterans behind also pursed their lips and didn't let themselves laugh.

They are not Li Qingyun, and they still have to take care of a little influence at this time.

"Okay, everybody watched. Zhao Xueer reminded.

Li Qingyun nodded, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up, waved his hand, and said breathlessly: "Let's go to the next place, I want to see how many ghost ideas Mr. Wen has." ”

There are also dozens of small areas in the political district, and he said that he would go around here a few times today, and by the way, see if there is any place where he can also get involved.

If there is, he will have to enjoy whatever he says.

Zhao Xue'er saw that Li Qingyun's waist couldn't straighten up when she smiled, so she hurriedly supported him and persuaded him: "Don't laugh, you still have business to do, you can laugh again when you go back." ”

If Li Qingyun continues to laugh, it is estimated that he will not be able to walk soon, he is the young general of the Yaocheng General's Mansion, and the first day was like this, people still think that something is wrong with him, and it is not good to say it after all.

"Gotta do it, stop laughing for a while, and laugh again when I get back. ”

Li Qingyun took two deep breaths, relieved himself, and then walked towards the next area with a dry wind.

Thousands of miles away, Mr. Wen, who was grabbing tea with Li Zhenyun in the front hall of General Yaocheng's Mansion, suddenly sneezed several times.

"What's wrong?

Li Zhenyuan clutched his teapot tightly, looked at Mr. Wen, and asked.

This old boy, as long as he returns to Yaocheng, he will definitely come to him early in the morning, and as long as he comes to him, he will definitely grab his tea.

Today is like this again, he finally fell for half a day, but Mr. Wen came again, in order to prevent this old thief from doing it, he had to take a good look.

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and it froze, after all, it's winter now. Mr. Wen replied casually.

"What kind of! You are a peak powerhouse of the Nine Patterns of the Soul Seal Realm, can you be frozen by the cold, are you old and confused?" Li Zhenyuan debunked.

Mr. Wen smiled slightly, undeniable, and then reached out and touched Li Zhenyuan's teapot: "Hey, don't be so picky!

"!

Li Zhenyuan glared at him, and hurriedly withdrew to the side, holding the teapot on his chest like protecting a baby.

Mr. Wen sighed, as if he had given up, and retracted his hand, Li Zhenyuan snorted coldly and sat up straight again.

Suddenly, Mr. Wen stretched out his hand again, wanting to grab his teapot again while Li Zhenyuan was not paying attention.

Fortunately, Li Zhenyuan has been vigilant, and between the lightning and fire, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Mr. Wen's stool, directly causing the unsuspecting Mr. Wen to pounce forward and fall to the ground.

"Heh, play this with me? I don't know who you are?"

Li Zhenyuan pursed his lips disdainfully and took a slow sip of tea.

Mr. Wen smiled bitterly, turned over, and a carp straightened, bounced up from the ground, beckoned to the maid, handed her his teapot, and ordered, "Go, make me a pot of tea." ”