The students have been calling for a long time, and when it finally arrives on the day of the Fengyun Meeting, the first thing is to receive the wind banquet.

The reception banquet is located in the banquet hall, and the disciples of Qingyun Academy can also have the opportunity to attend, and the seats are divided into three rows, arranged outwards in order according to respect.

"Qingwan, hurry up, here and here."

Zhou Huanting seized the favorable terrain early, and as soon as she saw Mu Qingwan coming, she kept waving her hand.

Mu Qingwan avoided the crowd and moved towards Zhou Huanting. The location is really good, the seat is at the top, and the scene of the hall is clear at a glance, but it is located on the outermost side of the seat, with its back against a large pillar, and it is not easy to attract attention.

"Well, it's good here." Mu Qingwan was very satisfied with this.

"Haha, don't look at who's out of the way." Zhou Huanting raised her little face arrogantly. "Such a big event, it's a pity, Calm Qiu doesn't want to come, really, that guy is too stubborn and too rigid."

In modern terms, Calm Autumn belongs to the house of death, strictly abiding by the etiquette and model of ancient women, living within various rules and regulations, with clear principles and sticking to the bottom line, but it is also too rigid.

"Jingqiu should be studying chess games again, I heard that she recently got a broken chess game, and she is reluctant to come out."

To be selected as the first female student of Qingyun Academy, how can there be no outstanding, calm Qiu's chess skills are a must, in short, Mu Qingwan is willing to bow down.

"Okay, okay, don't mention her, it's really boring." Zhou Huanting waved her hand and missed the topic.

"There are a total of ten colleges participating in the Fengyun Club every year, except for Qingyun Academy and Tongren College, the other eight colleges are invited based on the results of the previous meeting, but the list does not change very much from session to year. By the way, Qingwan, why didn't your brother participate? I remember that your brother was a beginner disciple of Mr. Fan Yao? ”

"My brother is still young when he entered Qingyun Academy, and there is still a lot of room for improvement, and the opportunity can be given to others."

"That's a pity, there's only one chance. Do you know? The purpose of holding the Fengyun Festival is to select the representatives of the Four Nations Competition, and they will definitely be famous all over the world when they represent the big scene. It's a shame that your brother missed this opportunity. ”

Zhou Huanting really felt sorry for Mu Chen.

The Four Nations Tournament is held every five years, and it is held in the second year after the Fengyun Meeting, and the purpose of the Dajing Fengyun Meeting is to select the list of students who will participate in the Fengyun Meeting, of course, it is not all of them, if you catch up with the examination, it also depends on the results of the examination.

The competition between the students of the four countries is also a contest between countries, and each country will provide rewards, including calligraphy and paintings, books, treasures and jewelry, as well as a large amount of real money, grain, cattle and sheep, etc., and even bets on the territory such as the city...... Therefore, the Four Nations Tournament is extraordinary and has been greatly valued by various countries, which is not only a battle for students to gain fame, but also a contest between countries without gunpowder.

With Mu Chen's knowledge and talent, giving up Fengyun would mean giving up the good future at your fingertips. However, Mu Qingwan is proud of Mu Chen, in the face of interests, she can keep a clear head, instead of rushing for quick success and only taking care of immediate interests, such a choice is really not simple. This is Mu Qingwan's family, who can unite as one at any time.

Thinking about other things, Mu Qingwan was a little distracted, and Zhou Huanting's words interrupted Mu Qingwan's thoughts.

"Qingwan, who do you think the royal family will send over? The last time it was the eldest prince, this time it should be the seventh prince. After all, the Seventh Prince is a concubine, and although he was young five years ago, he is now seventeen years old. ”

This sentence, Zhou Huanting lowered her voice and said it in Mu Qingwan's ear, after all, speaking bluntly about the royal affairs is risking the world's disapproval.

The Seventh Prince Jing Li? Mu Qingwan remembered the scene five years ago, when they met by chance in Fushan Temple in Wancheng, in the pear blossom forest, a young man who was as cold as a fairy outside the sky, sitting quietly under the tree, like an elf who does not eat fireworks in the world, that is the most beautiful man Mu Qingwan has ever seen, as long as he looks at it, he will never forget it.

"Maybe, we'll find out later. Be quiet, the partition wall has ears. "There are too many people, it's better to be cautious, Mu Qingwan motioned to Zhou Huanting.

"The representative of Xianyang Academy has arrived!" The little guy stood at the door and shouted loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, the representative of Xianyang Academy entered the banquet hall.

At the forefront was a short-bearded man about forty years old, followed by three young people, who should be the representative students of Xianyang Academy.

It's just that there is a familiar face inside, it's Yuan Chenghuan! I don't know what happened to the Xianyang Taishou Mansion after I left Xianyang, and what happened to Li Qingshuang and Ying Qian.

The students who participated in the Fengyun Club were all among the best young talents, but Yuan Chenghuan didn't know what was unique. However, it is not surprising that the Xianyang Taishou Mansion covers the sky with one hand in Xianyang, and under the same conditions, it is not surprising to occupy a place.

"Huh."

Li Yuxin saw that the location here was good, so she also moved over, followed by Yun Zige, who she didn't see much on weekdays. Miss Li still had a proud face, sneering at the Xianyang representative.

"Yo, Miss Li, what wind brought you here? Miss Yun is also here, hehe, why haven't you studied your medical book? Zhou Huanting teased the two of them with a hippie smile. Some people just have this kind of ability, gags, will only make people feel familiar, without the slightest discomfort, Zhou Huanting is this kind of person.

"Hmph, Miss Ben is willing." Li Yuxin still had a proud face, ignored Zhou Huanting, and stopped at the venue. Yun Zige blushed and smiled apologetically at Zhou Huanting and Mu Qingwan.

Several people have been together for a while, and they all know each other's temperament. Therefore, the atmosphere was also harmonious, and the girls did not speak, quietly watching the scene in the venue.

Representatives of Xianyang Academy have already taken their seats, and other colleges are also taking their seats one after another.

Jiangnan is worthy of being a rich place, even education is very strong, except for the eight academies of Qingyun Academy and Tongren Academy, Jiangnan accounts for four, listening to Zhou Huanting said, if there is no accident in these four, almost every session of the Fengyun will be on the list.

It's a pity that there is no place for the Biansai Academy among the eight academies. It is no wonder that the bitter cold and backward conditions of the border are the locals, and compared with reading and literacy, a strong physique is the basis for survival and survival. Therefore, the comparison shows how rare a student like Mu Chen is.

The representative of Qingyun Academy arrived, and Qingyun Academy was headed by the vice president, followed by five young talents.

"Heh, isn't that your cousin?" Li Yuxin bumped Zhou Huanting with her arm and slammed her mouth towards the venue.

"Yes, of course, there is my cousin. Don't talk about me, aren't there people from your Li family in there? Zhou Huanting didn't mind, with a proud face.

After five years in another world, Mu Qingwan doesn't believe in modern novels, which are easy to achieve fame and get ahead.

In ancient times, sometimes resources were more important than talents, from the expensive pen, ink, paper and inkstone, to the rich collection of books, to the professor's husband, and even the atmosphere of reading, these are not comparable to ordinary people.

The legend of Lu Liang, the prime minister of cloth, is related to his talent and opportunities, which are not often things.