A scholar, a Taoist priest, and a dual cultivation of civil and military affairs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info three people drank tea, talked, and time passed quite quickly.

As for the scholar, Leng Ling didn't ask much, and was a little wary in his heart.

The Tianxuan Continent is too big, there are many good people, and there are many bad people. However, it is impossible to distinguish only good from bad.

However, the wind and snow are good. He is gentle and polite, but he does not lack the boldness and atmosphere of a martial artist. For now, this person is definitely a person to befriend.

It was getting dark, and Leng Ling simply booked a room in Wenying Building. Although there are many literati and scholars in this restaurant, it does not mean that there are no others.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second day, and several people went together again and went to Quyang Pond.

Since the beginning of Chenshi, there have been many more people on the side of Quyang Pond. With the passage of time, there are more and more people, among whom there are civil and military. But it can be seen that the two groups of literati and warriors are also distinct, and there is almost no communication.

"Brother Ling, today's civil and martial arts meeting is very lively, if you can win the first place here in one fell swoop, even if this scientific expedition has not been held, it can be famous all over the world. However, if you can pick the top spot here, you will have a much better chance of winning the exam. The same is true for Wuju, which is why so many young talents can flock to it! Feng Tingxue commented with a smile.

"Yes, some people's faces are not something that anyone can sweep!" Leng Ling said. This was not a scientific expedition hosted by the imperial court, but it was attended by court officials. When I turned around, I ordered a Wenkui martial arts head, but you hung up during the scientific examination, do you still want people's face? Moreover, I'm afraid there is still the Da Chu Xiang family paying attention behind the scenes, right?

The scholar was a little excited and communicated with a few fellow believers for a while and then ran back, and said in a low voice: "I heard that this time the king of the backer and the king of Chujiang have both entered Beijing, and it is very likely that they will come to Quyangchi to participate in this civil and military conference this time!" ”

"The King of the Backers and the King of Chujiang?" Feng Dump Xue's face was a little more shocked.

"These two, how could they enter Beijing at this time?" Leng Ling asked in some surprise. He had heard some rumors about the King of the Backer and the King of Chu Jiang, but the eighteen cities in southern Xinjiang were the southernmost border of the Chu State, which was too remote and could not receive much news.

However, what Leng Ling can be sure of is that the king of the backer is a king with a different surname. And the king of Chu Jiang is a descendant of Xiang Zhuang, the cousin of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu!

It stands to reason that they are guarding the border gates, regardless of the relationship with the royal family, but one thing is for sure - if there is no major event, they will never return to Beijing. Even if they wanted to, Emperor Chu couldn't agree!

"The stage has been set up, just waiting for the stage of singing! Hehe, I wonder how many people will appear in this play? Leng Ling smiled.

Feng Tianxue glanced at Leng Ling and said with a smile: "It's hard to say, if the King of the Backer and the King of Chujiang come, I'm afraid the court will also make corresponding arrangements, and there will naturally be more people to express themselves at that time." ”

"Brother Feng, Takami!" Su Sheng said excitedly.

Leng Ling smiled, he didn't know if Su Sheng understood or not, but it was certain that Feng Qixue definitely understood what he meant.

If you just look at the surface, Su Sheng is definitely a nerd type, and he is very slow to respond to the sophistication of human feelings. But the wind and snow are different, his force is not said, his literary talent is not spoken, only that this person is sophisticated, obviously not comparable to ordinary people.

Such a character, the Feng family should be highly praised, why would they let him study literature and take the imperial examination?

There is no 10,000-year-old dynasty, but there is a 10,000-year-old family! This sentence is also very famous in the Tianxuan Continent. But one thing that must be noted is that this family is not a family of literature and Taoism, but a family of martial arts.

When more than half of the hour passed, more and more people came.

When a few old men in official robes sat down, Wenhui's side suddenly became a lot quieter. On the Wuhui side, when a few middle-aged men wearing practice clothes and some guards came over, it was a lot of noise.

Literati talk about etiquette, and warriors talk about strength. Therefore, this civil and military meeting also looks quite interesting, and it is a static and moving echo from afar. Around, there are still many people watching, I don't know if I understand martial arts and poetry and songs, anyway, I just came to see the fun.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Leaning towards the door, someone shouted excitedly.

"Prince, the King of Yinshan and the Eighth Prince are here! There are also the king of the backer and the king of Chujiang......"

The sound grew louder and louder, and everyone standing inside could hear it clearly.

"The King of Yinshan is the fourth prince, right?" Leng Ling asked.

Su Sheng explained in a low voice: "Yes, the crown prince is the eldest son, and the king of Yinshan is the fourth prince, he should have gone to the fiefdom, but I heard that he is not in good health, so he has been staying in the capital." As for the eighth prince, he is only fifteen years old this year, so he has not yet been crowned king, so he is called the eighth prince. ”

"Oh! I heard that there are many heirs of His Majesty, there are more than a dozen princes alone, and there are five or six princesses, right? Leng Ling said.

"Yes, I heard that these princes are very powerful." Su Sheng stretched his neck to look at it, and casually responded to Leng Ling. It's just that there are too many people here, and he still can't see a few big Chu nobles on tiptoe.

"Hehe, I don't want Brother Su's utilitarian heart to be quite heavy!" Feng Tianxue said to Leng Ling with a smile.

"What about you?" Leng Ling asked.

Feng Tianxue smiled: "Listening to the accent, Brother Ling should be from the southern Xinjiang side, right?" The warriors of the Chu State should have heard of the Feng family. I was born in a Feng family, although I am from a long house, but after all, I don't have to rely on the court to live. ”

"It turns out that Brother Feng was born in the Xiling Feng family, disrespectful, disrespectful! However, since Brother Feng was born in the Feng family, why did he come to take the imperial examination? Leng Ling asked.

"I have blocked my meridians since I was a child, and coupled with my status as a concubine, I am not very valued in the Feng family. Therefore, if the martial arts road can't be passed, then I can only take the literary road. "The wind and snow slopes.

This sounded like someone else had nothing to do with him, which made Leng Ling a little unable to see what kind of person this wind and snow was.

"I see, with Brother Feng's literary talent, it is not difficult to win the champion. Although the status of the literati is not high, if they can enter the central land, they are not weaker than the warriors. At that time, there will be the imperial court as the backing, hehe......" Leng Ling said the back, smiling without saying a word. If you continue to talk about it, it will be a bit of a simple word.

Feng Tianxue chuckled: "Thank you Brother Ling for your kind words, you can only do your best for your brother!" ”

After chatting happily yesterday, the relationship between several people has become a lot closer, and some clues can be seen from their names.

"Brother Feng is only eighteen years old, two years younger than me, even if he doesn't win this year, he will still have a chance in three years." Su Sheng said that he struggled for a while, but unfortunately he still didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he was disappointed.

"Eighteen, it's almost there!"

Feng Dump Xue's eyes flickered, and he looked at the Wuhui.

"Childe!"

The maid Xue'er let out a worried snort on her face.

"It's fine!" Feng Xue said gently.