In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.

Qin Yun sat alone in the pavilion in the courtyard, and the ethereal aura on his body became deeper and deeper. It seemed that at any moment at any time, Qin Yun would drift away with the wind and leave this world. Especially when the two siblings Qin Dong and Qin Ying passed away one after another over the years, the aura on Qin Yun's body, which was different from this heaven and earth, became more and more intense.

Qin Yun has almost no worries in this world!

In Qin Yun's sight, the huge Daqian Dynasty became a huge map, and the huge invisible magic web woven by the Legalists was like a spider spinning silk, enveloping the entire Daqian Dynasty and closely linking. Today's Daqian, Legalism has penetrated into every corner of the empire, truly ruling everything in the Daqian Empire, occupying the orthodoxy and general trend, and the potential power is unfathomable.

Legalism has now occupied the general trend, monopolizing about half of the fortune of Wendao, which can be described as a monopoly. More importantly, the culture of Legalism is deeply rooted in the hearts of all people, and it is extremely beneficial to the rule of the dynasty. Even if the Daqian Dynasty collapses a few hundred years later, the new dynasty is estimated to respect the Legalists and rule the world.

Just like the Han Dynasty deposed the hundred schools of thought and respected Confucianism alone, once it became a habit. After a few generations, from now on, the people of the world will think from the bottom of their hearts that Legalism is the real study of governing the country, and no one will be able to shake it after thousands of years!

And all this, the black hand behind the scenes is promoted by Qin Yun! 、

"The world of Legalism, the world of Legalism! Legalist ...... World! Qin Yun muttered, a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss, invisible to the bottom, countless mystical words flashed in his eyes one by one, shattered, and produced new generations.

Qin Yun's layout is infinitely close to the final end.

"It's also time to meet the future Yizi." Qin Yun stood up suddenly, his eyes flashing. Flicked the sleeves of his robe and strolled out of the garden.

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West Mountain, is a big mountain outside the city of Yujing, the radius is nearly 100 miles, although it is not majestic, but also the jungle is dense, the terrain is complex, there are many mountains, there are flowing springs and waterfalls, there are also rocky mountains and forests.

There are many foxes and jackals and wild beasts in the mountains, and every winter, some princes and nobles will go into the mountains to hunt.

When Hong Yi arrived at the foot of the West Mountain, it was already dark, and after cleaning his mother's grave, he put on incense and took refuge in a small temple not far from the foot of the mountain.

This temple called Qiuyue Temple is a dilapidated Buddhist temple, the temple is guarded by an ordinary old monk, Hong Yi will live here for a while every year, one is to guard his mother's grave, and the other is to be clean.

After giving the old monk a few strings of incense money, and eating a bowl of mushroom noodles, he stayed in the side hall to rest, lit a lamp, burned a charcoal fire, and prepared to read at night.

The north wind howled, making the walls rattle on all sides.

In the courtyard of the temple's side hall, the ground is full of basil, and the withered grass is swept up by the wind, and it is desolate.

"This temple is getting worse and worse every year. However, the Daqian Dynasty did not pay attention to Buddhist temples, so as to build Taoist temples. And it's no wonder. Hong Yi looked at such a desolate and dilapidated temple, although he sighed in his heart, he felt much more refreshing than in the Hou Mansion, and his heart was comfortable.

"Mother, if you have a spirit in the sky, bless me with a branch and correct your name." Hong Yi stared at the lantern flower with the size of rapeseed oil beans and prayed silently.

He was humiliated and bullied in the Wuwen Marquis Mansion since he was a child, and even the maids could despise him at will, so he understood the difficulties of life at a young age, and his mind was much more mature than his peers. This time I came to Xishan, firstly, I was too lazy to be angry in the Hou Mansion, secondly, I also guarded my mother's grave, and thirdly, I could prepare for the scientific examination calmly, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone.

Hong Yi knew very well in his heart that the Daqian Dynasty attached great importance to the imperial examination, and if he could be admitted to the Jinshi, he would not only be able to get ahead as an official from the Wuwen Marquis Mansion, but most importantly, he could add the title of "lady" to his mother.

This is also what he has always dreamed of since he was a child!

After a long time, Hong Yi calmed down and concentrated on reading. He knows that everything in the future still needs his efforts, and success does not fall from the sky for no reason, but needs to work his own.

The north wind howled, making the walls rattle on all sides. The West Mountain at night, cold and deep, look at it from a distance, the shadows of the trees are swaying, as if a ghost shadow, it makes people feel creepy, the night owl screams from time to time in the mountain, the fox wolf laughs, it is even more uneasy to feel uneasy.

But Hong Yi didn't realize it, and his mind was on the book, and he didn't listen to what was going on outside the window.

"Bang!"

The oil lamp burst out with a lamp flower, which made Hong Yi in a trance and temporarily took his eyes off the book. Hong Yi looked at the oil lamp, only to see that the original bean-sized light shrank a little, he gently put down the book in his hand, and fiddled with the oil lamp, and the originally dim light suddenly brightened up.

"Huh? What is that? ”

Hong Yi suddenly found that there were a few fist-sized green flames floating up and down not far from the courtyard, which was very weird.

"Oh, by the way, it was recorded in one of the books of the scholar that this kind of ghost fire was emitted from the bones of the human body, and it was often seen in mass graves, so it was not a supernatural situation. Besides, there is a scholar in Yujing City, and that demon and monster dare to come and pick up the tiger's beard. Hong Yi looked at the ghost fire floating up and down in the distance, smiled, and said to himself, his tone was full of admiration for the literary master.

Also, the scholar in the world does not admire the scholar and regards him as a celestial. Even if he is not a scholar, he is very respectful to the writer in his words, and he does not dare to have the slightest neglect and neglect.

Hong Yi has always regarded the writer as an idol and the goal of his life! Of course, he didn't dare to say these words to anyone, otherwise everyone would have laughed at him for not being able to do his best, and he even wanted to be side by side with the literary master.

You must know that even his father, Wu Wenhou, whether it is openly and secretly, outside or in private, when it comes to literary teachers, he is respectful. This surprised Hong Yi, who was both in awe and resentment towards his father!

He knew how proud his father was, even the emperor Yang Pan couldn't let his father be like this!

In the Great Qian Dynasty, the scholar was a living 'god'!

Suddenly, a terrible cry came from the deep mountains in the distance, and a black shadow flew up in the ghost fire, and in the blink of an eye, it was in the sky, reminiscent of the old demon coming out at night and sucking people's hearts. Ordinary people are already horrified if they see such a scene.

However, Hong Yi listened to the voice and knew that this was the night owl in the mountains. At this time, he came to a little bit of poetry, and couldn't help but read aloud: "The hundred-year-old owl has become a wood charm, and the laughter is ...... in the nest of fire."

Before the words fell, a crisp and sweet laugh sounded out of thin air from behind him: "Giggles, young man, I didn't expect you to be young, but you are still an elegant person......"

Hong Yi was startled, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat all over his body, and the beads of sweat were clearly visible on his forehead.

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