Qi Tian was not convenient to go, although he had not seen Tan Nansheng, when he saw that people should pull Cheng first, behaving intimately, since he was her father, he bowed and saluted, and said: "Qi Tian has seen the owner of the dumping village." I wish the owner a prosperous spring and autumn and a long life. ”

The young man got off the donkey, followed him, and said, "Big brother, people are not you Lord Taishan? How can you call the owner of the village? This is not polite." ”

His voice is extremely loud, even if he usually speaks, it is the same as shouting, and it is difficult to hear it as long as his ears are not deaf.

When everyone heard this, even those who were meditating and conceiving good sentences under the stone wall stopped their thoughts and followed the prestige together.

Siemens Shu said to Qian Nansheng: "That is the person from Gaoyun Mountain." The people on the square platform, except for Allure who looked at Qi Tian for a moment and turned a deaf ear, the rest of the people were all moved.

Tian Nansheng's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Black boy, if you dare to talk nonsense again, no matter where you are from, don't blame this seat for being polite, cut off your tongue first." ”

Although his words were not polite, the people who knew his temperament at the scene knew that they were already very polite. If it weren't for the forces behind the others, I was afraid that the other party would have separated their lips and tongues long ago.

The young man stuck out his tongue and said, "Why isn't someone your son-in-law?" Xiang Qi Tian said: "Big brother, your joke is not good, brother, I almost lost my tongue." ”

Qi Tian ignored him, turned to Allure, and said, "You wait a minute." Allure nodded: "I've been waiting for a few years, and it's not bad for this one." ”

Qi Tian glanced sideways at the stone wall, except for the blank space on the top, the rest of the place was engraved with poems.

Siemens said suddenly: "Your Excellency, let's give up! There is nowhere to focus on such a high mountain cliff, so you have the best light skills, and you can definitely jump up, but if you want to volley into the sky, it is also delusional." ”

Qi Tian frowned slightly and was silent. Siemens also said: "On the premise that you can't destroy the inscription on the stone wall, unless you have an extremely sharp weapon, pierce into the stone wall, and climb it with strength." Looking at Your Excellency's bare hands, you can only look at the cliff and sigh. ”

Qi Tian had a wit, turned around, and took out the "Kunlun Thorn" from his arms, he was going to find someone to sew a scabbard in the capital, but in those two days and one night, things came one after another, and he is still wrapped in cloth.

Qi Tian untied the strip of cloth, revealing a short sword with a foot length, the sword was one finger wide, the sword body was as bright as water, and a trembling breath spread silently, but it seemed that there were thousands of troops and horses pressing people.

The three-hearted Taoist lost his voice and said: "Kunlun thorn?" Qi Tianjing said to the city: "This short sword was originally given to you for self-defense, but now it seems that you have to borrow it for the time being." ”

Allure said: "What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine, what do you say to give and borrow." ”

Qi Tian nodded, turned around and walked towards the cliff, although his pace was not fast, but every step was extremely firm, even if there were thousands of troops in front of him, it could not make him pause a step.

Allure's eyes followed Qi Tian, there were thousands of people and thousands of things here, none of which could make her a little interested or a little heartfelt.

Qian Nansheng suddenly said: "You are really loyal, not only put people up the mountain, but also reminded you again and again." ”

Siemens knew what the owner said to him, and his voice was stiff and extremely angry. He didn't deny it, sighed, and said: "Zishu once heard my father talk about his past with his mother, and my maternal great-father looked down on him as a scholar, and when he saw that my mother insisted on getting along with my father, he drove my mother out of the house in a fit of anger. For more than ten years, every time my mother went back to her parents' house, she was closed, and the two father and daughter never saw each other again. It wasn't until after my mother died of illness that my maternal great-grandfather came to me and wept at my mother's grave. When my grandfather came home, he couldn't afford to get sick, and he would call my father and me when he was dying. At that time, I was not young, and I still remember my grandfather's grief-stricken remorse for my mother, saying that if he hadn't rejected my mother as a daughter for the sake of his own face, my mother would not have died depressed. What Zishu can't forget is that my maternal great-father kept his eyes open until he died, and he didn't blink a blind eye to his past mistakes. ”

Tian Nansheng's face was calm, he didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he suddenly snorted coldly and said: "I want to see that kid, who has outstanding literary talent and outstanding martial arts, and can compete with the world's talents." ”

Tilting Nansheng's eyes followed Qi Tian's gaze, only to see him go straight to the bottom of the cliff, jumped up, two feet high, and nodded secretly, like his age, without the help of sprints, he can jump up two zhang, among his peers, he can be said to be the best.

Qi Tian jumped in mid-air, the dagger was pierced on the stone wall, it was like being tied to the tofu, it was not up to the handle, the body swept up with the force, and then it was pierced on the stone wall, jumped to the top of the cliff, reached out with his left hand, grabbed the edge of the cliff, hung his body under the cliff, and used the sword as a pen with his right hand.

Everyone saw stone chips flying, pouring into the book: the rain over the mountains is green, the wind moves the moon and the moon is bright; acquaintances all over the world, all are the people they like.

A group of great Confucians sat side by side in the south head, they were either diligent in pen cultivation, or well-read, overused eyes, and were both old and eyesighted, so the Sun Shooting Villa specially arranged two young disciples to take turns reciting the inscriptions on the stone wall for them.

When a child of the mountain village finished reading Qi Tian's inscription, not only the rest of the great Confucians were moved, but they all stood up, and even Confucius stood up tremblingly and holding on to his chair.

A great Confucian from Haizhou, Meng Qingzhou sighed: "This poem has scenery and affection, from the scene to the love, from the love to the scene, that is, a small life, thousands of poems, and there are few comparable ones." ”

Another Confucian from Songzhou, Tang Xiao nodded and said: "The first two sentences are written in the scene, although they are extremely neat, but the latter two sentences are more liked in the later life. ”

Although these people are all virtuous and old, they have the presence of the descendants of Wensheng, and they dare not dare to go in front of others, and they lose their respect.

Another great Confucian from Cangzhou, Zhang Shengzhi muttered: "Although there is no shortage of excellent inscriptions on the stone wall before, compared with this poem, it is tasteless. ”

Next to a great Confucian from Yizhou, Fang Baolong said: "This person is quick to think, the article is splendid, and he should be famous, why is the signature of 'Qitian' not well-known in the poetry world?"

Although these great Confucians are knowledgeable, their personal preferences are different, and they will inevitably have mixed opinions about the previous inscriptions. Even if some poems are superficial and disliked, they see that the words are concise, but they do not object to the recognition of others. But it seems to be praised by everyone now, but it is unique.

After everyone praised each other, the middle-aged scribe who was scoring the poems on the stone wall next to him asked respectfully, "I don't know how many points you gentlemen give?"

Meng Qingzhou said to Confucius: "Master has been noncommittal, and this time he can be evaluated." Confucius stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Everyone said that it must be excellent, and if you insist on me to say it, it will be five words: cover the whole wall alone." As for the rating, it is impossible to overstate how much it is given. ”

After Confucius finished speaking, he picked up the crutches beside him and walked off the stage tremblingly. Meng Wanzhou hurriedly said: "The literary test is not over yet, why did the master leave the table?"

Meng Fuzi said: "The old man came this time, although he was tired of traveling, he may have read such a good poem, it is worth the trip." This is enough, and the excitement is exhausted, so why do you need to watch it again?"

Zhang Shengzhi said: "The master is so Yaxing. also wait for the late birth and walk together. "Hurried after him. The rest of the Confucians were stunned and laughed together. Meng Qingzhou said: "We should also go." The crowd went away one after another, and for a while they were gone.

The middle-aged scribe was dumbfounded, and only after half a sound did he react, took the scorebook, hurriedly ran to the square platform, and said to Qian Nansheng: "Master, gentlemen are gone." ”

Siemens looked south, only to see more than 20 empty chairs, and none of the Confucians left, and said in confusion: "The literary test is not over yet, why are they all gone?"

The middle-aged scribe shook his head. Tilt Nansheng waved his hand and said: "Forget it, the scholars have a strange temperament, Zishu, you send someone to send them back the way they came, and each person will prepare a hundred taels of silver for their hard work." There is no judgment, and the essay test ends here. ”

Siemens went down as he was told, took the scorebook from the middle-aged scribe, and said in a loud voice: "At the end of the literary exam, the scores of the great Confucians will be read out below, and those who do not read their names will be eliminated." ”

The big black man didn't come to compete for relatives, and he didn't know the limited level, so he didn't offer ugliness, but he didn't hear Qi Tian's name after reading the list of promotions in Siemens' book, and asked, "That's it? If you look closely, you don't miss my eldest brother's name." ”

The book of Siemens is also a stomach of incomprehension, written by Qi Tian, with great talent and magnificence, endless words and endless meanings, it is really a rare good poem. Could it be that those great Confucians, who also bent their waists for five catties of rice, were privately sold by the owner of the village, and deliberately did not give a rating? Or why are even those who gave zero points recorded in the book, but only those who were omitted?

Tilt Nansheng stood up and said: "The results of civil and military affairs have come out, thanks to everyone's view, come from afar, the villa has prepared a thin banquet and light wine, wait for you to have lunch, and then hold a martial arts test in the afternoon." ”

Suddenly, a clear voice from below the right said, "It's not fair. Qi Tian listened to the voice well, followed the voice, there were more than 100 people sitting in the south, and it was not easy to find out who was talking for a while.

If people from the northwest side questioned, Tan Nansheng would ignore it, but those who could have seats in the south were all invited guests. Although many of them are not small, even if they don't take the Sun Shooting Villa seriously, as the master, in front of the heroes of the world, they can't help but be arrogant.

Tilt Nansheng said lightly: "What's wrong?" The man stood up, about thirty, handsome, dressed in white and carrying a handful of oiled paper.

Qi Tian was overjoyed and said, "Brother Han is also here." The man smiled and nodded, it was the protector of Jiangbei's "Wulin Dao" "White-clothed" Han Fengyue.