It wasn't until the next morning that Fan Jin and the other students went back to their respective rooms to rest.

As soon as Fan Jin returned to the room, he only felt that the whole body was hot and hot.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a saint and a talented person, after these two meals tonight, Fan Jin would probably have fallen to the ground.

"By the way, I haven't taken the things in the carriage yet."

Fan Jin suddenly thought that he didn't take anything that Zhang Guang'an left for himself in the carriage in the backyard, which was the clothes to wear to worship the saint tomorrow.

As soon as Fan Jin opened the door and was about to go out, the door was opened from the outside, and it was Hu Xiaoyun, who had not been sleeping.

Hu Xiaoyun held a package and an iron sword, looked at Fan Jin's slightly drunk appearance, and helped Fan Jin in.

"The thing is here, the little second brother just sent it, you rest early."

"Sister Yun, you should also rest early."

Fan Jin is really a little sleepy, this entertainment is too tiring, it is even more headache than the exam.

After a night of speech, Fan Jin was woken up by Hu Xiaoyun the next morning, and when he woke up, he only felt that the whole person was much more awake.

Hu Xiaoyun made all the washing water, and then Fan Jin wore a square scarf after washing, a blue shirt, a silk belt around his waist, and soap boots, which contained moral implications.

Fan Jin has an iron sword around his waist, and the hilt is carved with the word Fan Jin on one side and Guangling County on the other. The first seven words of the double case.

The scabbard is simple, engraved with the words of the sage, and the sword body is cold on all sides.

Seeing Fan Jin wearing a talent robe and a sword on the left side, Hu Xiaoyun's beautiful eyes were full of joy, looking at Fan Jin and saying: "Looking at it this way, it looks much better, and it looks like a high-spirited scholar." ”

Fan Jin laughed, took advantage of the situation and hugged Hu Xiaoyun and said, "It's just the beginning, Sister Yun, you are optimistic, in a few months, it will be time for me to bring the big red flower." ”

"Hmph, look at your beauty, it's not too early, you should go out quickly."

"Okay."

Fan Jin secretly kissed Hu Xiaoyun's face, then pushed the door out, and came downstairs to ask the shopkeeper to lead the carriage out.

"Fan Xiucai, are you going to the Academy of Literature?"

The shopkeeper looked at Fan Jin and asked.

Fan Jin nodded, then looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Thank you for the second brother last night, you can write down the money for taking care of the horses first, and when I leave, just settle the bill together." ”

The shopkeeper smiled: "It's easy to say, Fan Xiucai, you haven't set up a carriage, right?" I'll report to the shopkeeper and give you a ride. ”

Fan Jin laughed and said: "Thank you for your kindness, it's not necessary, it's just a carriage, it's not a big deal." ”

After Fan Jin finished speaking, the shopkeeper didn't continue to say anything, led the carriage out of the backyard, and then watched Fan Jin slowly set up the carriage and left.

The reason why Fan Jin has the confidence to drive a carriage is, of course, because the five-clawed golden dragon in his mind has the knowledge of raising horses and driving horses.

After some practical operation, Fan Jin can be familiar with the carriage, and the speed is only a thought.

When I came to Guangling Academy, it was still early, and Zhang Guangan and others had not yet come.

Because only Fan Jin needs to worship the saint, because Fan Jin won the head of the county case and got the Xiucai position, he can get the blessing of the saint.

Of course, this is just a formality, after all, Fan Jin at this time has already comprehended the bright eyes and night vision and talk on paper, and the talent in his body is very full, and he has vaguely broken through to the realm of lifting people in front of the saint.

When it was time to arrive, Yang Li'an and the three county magistrates all drove the carriage to the Wenyuan, followed by the officials.

Yang Li'an's formula has a curved collar, wearing a soap collar edge green Luo clothes, a soap collar edge white yarn middle single, a soap edge red Luo clothes, and a red Luo knee cover.

Wearing a two-grade six-beam crown, yellow, green, red and purple woven into a cloud and phoenix four-color brocade ribbon, with a green silk net, leather belt, ribbon ring, and white socks and black shoes.

The remaining three chief officials of Guangling County went to wear ribbons because they were all below the third grade, Zhang Zhixian brought seven grades and two Liang crowns, and the remaining two subordinate officials were eight or nine grades and one Liang official.

The three of them wore the sacrificial clothes of the Ming Kingdom, not the civil uniforms, because this was a sacrifice after the end of the imperial examination, praying for the saint to give him talent.

It is different from the sacrifice of the saints before the imperial examination, which is a commemoration before the examination, a sense of ritual; After the exam, it is a blessing.

The freshmen wore the official attire of the imperial court, and the rest of the sacrificial officials wore the imperial court costume.

When it comes to rituals, etiquette is very important.

Yang Li'an took Zhang Guang'an and Fan into the Academy, and someone in the Academy had already cleaned it clean and spotless.

Walk through the front yard, go to the dragon gate at the back, and then enter the saint's hall and come to the saint's statue.

First, Yang Li'an saluted with four people, and then Yang Li'an personally presided over Fan Jin's talent empowerment ceremony.

"Mingguo student, Fan Jin, the head of the county test double case, was exceptionally promoted to Xiucai, please bless the saint."

"Student Fan Jin, please bless the saint."

Fan Jin respectfully bowed to the statue of the saint and the tablets of the sub-saint and the half-saint below, only to see that the two saint statues of Confucius and King Wen of Zhou each shot out a piece of talent and submerged into Fan Jin's body.

Fan Jin only felt that his eyes were sour, and his qi wandered in his pupils, and when the soreness disappeared, Fan Jin felt more clear when he saw the whole world.

At a glance, the names of how many demi-saints and sub-saints all came to mind.

"Never forget!"

Just when Fan Jin was shocked, the talent on his hands surged, the flow speed accelerated, and his arms were full of strength, if he answered Fan Jin again now, then the speed would be even faster.

"Write hard!"

Two successive blessings of literary supernatural powers surprised Fan Jin, and at the same time, he also expressed his gratitude to the two saints.

Fan Jin bowed three times again: "Thank you for the blessing of the saint." ”

After the ceremony, under the leadership of Yang Li'an, the four of them collectively bowed to the saint and left the saint's monastery.

Zhang Guangan and the three left, while Yang Li'an left Fan Jin.

"The saint blessed you with a supernatural power?"

Yang Li'an saw that Fan Jin's eyes seemed to be much more energetic than before, and asked with a smile.

Fan Jin didn't hide it from Yang Li'an, and told him about his two literary powers.

"It is worthy of being a saint before the show, and he actually got the supernatural powers of the saint himself."

Yang Li'an looked at Fan Jin and praised with a smile.

Fan Jin smirked, the two saints were indeed not thin on themselves.

Yang Li'an stroked his beard, looked at Fan Jin, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and said with a smile: "This time you won the head of the double armor case, and Ben Shangshu has nothing to say, I will ask someone to pick you up in the evening and come to my house for dinner." ”

When Yang Li'an said this, Fan Jin was startled, and thought: Good guy, how can I, Fan Jin, ask the secretary of the Ministry of Rites of a country to invite me to dinner.

Fan Jin hurriedly gave up his hand and prepared to resign, but Yang Li'an didn't give Fan Jin a chance to refuse, so he waved his sleeves and left.

Fan Jin chased after him, but the carriage had already left.

"It's not a good meal."

Yang Li'an invited himself to dinner, there must be a reason, it is estimated that he has something to say to himself, but it should be a private matter.

"What could it be?"

Fan Jin's heart jumped, and he suddenly thought of what Zhang Guangan said to him when he came back last night.

"Could it be?"

Fan Jin didn't dare to think about it, if this was really the case, then tonight's meal would be terrible.

Fan Jin could only hope that he had thought too much at this time, otherwise, I was afraid that this dinner at night would make Yang Li'an angry.

Driving the carriage, Fan Jin rushed back to the Guangxue Inn with some worry, not noticing a tail behind him.

At the corner of the street not far away, Fan Wujiao, who was full of murderous intent in his eyes, walked out of the corner of the street, looked at the back of Fan Jin driving away, clenched his fists, and said viciously: "Fan Jin, I want you to die!" ”

Fan Wuyi still doesn't know where his father has gone, but looking at the carriage driven by Fan Jin, he clearly understands that this is clearly his own carriage, which was taken away by Fan Jin.

From the side, when his father Fan Mingliang assassinated Fan Jin, he was killed by Fan Jin!

Fan Wuyi didn't know what Fan Jin had used, but now he clearly knew the result of his father's disappearance.

He wants revenge, just by virtue of his own strength, Fan Wuyi categorically does not dare to take revenge, because at this time, Fan Jin is already a talented scholar and has the magic power of talking on paper.

In this case, if Fan Wuyi goes to seek revenge on Fan Jin in private, then it is looking for death.

"I'm going to sue the official!"

Fan Wuyi made up his mind that he was going to beat the Dengwen drum and let the magistrate come to interrogate Fan Jin at that time.

"Fan Jin, Fan Jin, you wait for me, I will ruin your reputation!"

"Shuangjia case leader, soon you will not be!"

With a desire for revenge, Fan Wuyi came to the county office.

The official at the door saw Fan Wuyi, and immediately stopped Fan Wuyi and asked, "Fan Xuexue, is there anything wrong?" ”

Fan Wuyi looked at the two officials and said, "Fan Wuyi wants to ask to see the county honor. ”

The two officials looked at Fan Wuyi, their eyebrows furrowed, and they thought in their hearts: The county magistrate didn't go to you, he was already giving you face as a student, you actually dared to come to the magistrate, I am afraid that I didn't know that my father was arrested and imprisoned.

The two officials ignored Fan Wuyi's request, saying that Zhang Guangan was handling affairs and had no time to meet guests for the time being, so he would come back tomorrow.

Fan Wuyi looked at the tough attitude of the two officials, he was very puzzled, and it was a battle of words, seeing that the two officials ignored him at all, he angrily reprimanded: "I want to report the case, Fan Jin, the head of the Shuangjia case, killed my father and took away my Fan's carriage, and he should be punished for his crime!" ”

When the two officials heard Fan Wuyi's words, they burst out laughing.

When did Fan Wuyi suffer such humiliation, he rushed directly through the defense line of the two while the two were laughing, came to the Dengwen drum at the gate of the county government, and prepared to beat the drum with a drumstick!

"No!"

"Fan Wuyi, you are so bold!"

The two officials angrily reprimanded Fan Wuyi and wanted to stop Fan Wuyi from beating the drum.

However, Fan Wuyi was ruthless and directly sounded the Dengwen drum.

The sound of drums was deafening and spread throughout Guangling County.