Chapter 278 Qingxian went to the Eighth Grade Qingyun
to collect the Guaner bottle. Li Qingxian and Zhou Chunfeng stopped for a while to say goodbye to Meng Huaichuan.
Ye Han was devastated and left Dingnan Palace.
Not long after, Meng Huaichuan returned home in a carriage with two helpers.
"Master Marquis, that ear-piercing vase caused a dispute between the two of them. It either contains a big secret or is a magic weapon that you can hide yourself from. Why don't you take it back?" Meng Huaichuan smiled and said, "Back then, my father took
a The treasure was sold to a fortune teller at a low price. I have also asked these questions. What do you think my father said?" "
What did the Duke say?"
"No matter how good the treasure is, it is just a thing. To me, Prince Dingnan's Mansion, it is nothing. Two treasures are of little use. But exchanging treasures for favors will never be a loss." "
But if the other party thinks that everything is clear after buying it, wouldn't we suffer a loss?" "
If the other party remembers the affection of Prince Dingnan, Dingnan Palace has one more friend. The other party does not remember the friendship, but remembers the goodness of Dingnan Palace, and Dingnan Palace has one less enemy. If the other party repays kindness with enmity, it is still a good thing for Dingnan Palace to recognize a person in advance. In the end, this The world belongs to people. No one in our Dingnan Palace can take over it. What’s the use of keeping all the world’s most precious treasures in the palace?” “The Marquis is smart.” “Like
this
"Holy Words" handwritten by Mr. Chunfeng. Once you put it at home, in the next few decades, do you know how many writers will ask for this book to be copied? This is something that those imperial edicts, calligraphy and paintings can exchange for." "
Then the two of them fought to seize the treasure, so wouldn't they be the losers? At a disadvantage?"
"Wrong. If they are like me, and their families have survived for hundreds of years, it would be inappropriate. But one of them has lost his father's protection, and the other has been ostracized by the prince's mansion. If they don't fight, they will die. The foundation of our Meng family , not from the ancestors of the old King Dingnan, but from the ancestors who were like wolves and tigers before. The two of them are like wolves and tigers, which is the way forward." "Who do you like more?" Meng Huaichuan smiled lightly and said
:
" Alive."
Returning to Chunfeng Residence, Li Qingxian took out the yellow imperial edict and the ice-cracked bottle.
"Yours, or Ye Han's?" Zhou Chunfeng asked.
"What are these words? If they come into my hands, of course they belong to me. What does it have to do with Ye Han?" Li Qingxian said without raising his head.
"Can you think clearly?" Zhou Chunfeng asked.
Li Qingxian was silent for a moment and said slowly, "If Ye Han sets foot on Lingxiao, will he leave me a way to survive?"
"Alas..." Zhou Chunfeng sighed.
"I am a life magician." Li Qingxian said again.
Zhou Chunfeng nodded.
Li Qingxian gently touched the old yellow imperial edict, checked it carefully, and repeatedly used the fortune-telling technique, but couldn't find anything, so he gave up for the time being.
Later, he carefully inspected the jar and found out that the material was strange and no abnormalities could be seen even after being used in various ways.
Zhou Chunfeng said: "Nanxiang Hou said that if this thing is really a treasure, it must be hidden. You can keep it until the end of hiding one's strength and biding time, and it will naturally appear in the world." "It's possible." Li Qingxian nodded
.
"As for the old yellow imperial edict, the words on it were not written by Zhu Yongzhi, but by his students. Zhu Yongzhi had many disciples, and one of them was the last emperor of the An Dynasty." "The Emperor Anhuo who was poisoned by the
eunuch ?"
Zhou Chunfeng nodded and said: "I recognize his handwriting, it's not wrong."
Li Qingxian held the old yellow imperial edict, looked at it carefully, and said, "I want to study it carefully."
Zhou Chunfeng collected all the imperial edicts, calligraphy and painting from Qi Take the silverbait out of the bag and pile it into a pile.
"These are enough for you to use for a while."
"It won't be a problem for four to five years." Li Qingxian was very satisfied with the collection of more than 300 imperial calligraphy and paintings.
"I will be trading around in the past few days. I will give it to you before Qingyun's trial." Zhou Chunfeng said.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhou." Li Qingxian smiled broadly. "Go and prepare for the Eighth-Rank Qingyun Exam. Compared to the Seventh-Rank Qingyun Exam, the Eighth-Rank Qingyun Exam is just a pure competition of strength. It won't be a problem for you to win the first place. However, you can't rely on it."
"Yes."
Li Qingxian returned to Jiajiu Fang and continued to practice.
In October in the sacred city, the heat is gone and the autumn atmosphere is chilling.
Before daybreak, with only a faint fish belly white showing, the large courtyard on the left side of the Patrol Division's North Road Hall was crowded with night guards.
When Li Qingxian walked out of Room Jiajiu and walked into the courtyard, the night guards shouted.
"I wish Li Ke a meteoric rise!"
"I wish Li Ke a great career!"
"Li Ke is determined to be the eighth-level leader!"
"Call me in advance, Chief Li Ao."
Fei Yan, the supervisor of the department, He Lei, the head of the house, and some people from the patrol department All middle and low-level officials were there.
He Lei walked over with a smile and sent Li Qingxian out with Fei Yan.
Li Qingxian asked doubtfully: "Where is Jingguan? I haven't seen him for almost a month. How busy is the factory?"
Fei Yan said in surprise: "You don't know? He got an urgent job a while ago and received the call that day. He left as soon as the order was given, and I haven't seen him for a while."
"Urgent errand? No wonder you didn't tell me when you left. But when will our new housing supervisor arrive?" Li Qingxian asked.
Fei Yan shook his head.
He Lei said: "Don't worry about others for now. When you get to the examination room today, have a good rest and fight with all your strength tomorrow. Don't pay attention to the eighth-grade Qingyun examination matters I told you a few days ago." "Brother He, don't worry
. I have thought about it repeatedly and will not be careless."
Accompanied by a group of acquaintances, Li Qingxian walked out of the side door with some night guards who were preparing to participate in the eighth or seventh grade Qingyun test.
Outside the side door, hundreds of tall horses with red silk flowers on their heads were lined up.
"Qingxian came out?" Song Baige shouted.
Li Qingxian looked over and saw Song Baige, Qiu Ye, Wang Buku, Jin Yuan, Lu Gaoming and others, as well as the candidates and guard family members with them, standing beside their respective horses.
Zhou Hen handed the reins of a bloody horse to Li Qingxian and said, "Master Zhou said that I won't give it to you today. When the seventh-grade Wanxiang Qingyun test is over, you and Song Baige will return to the city. He and Master Song Yunjing are in the city." We will greet you two outside the door. By the way, Mr. Zhou has prepared a calligraphy and will give it to you when Qingyun comes back."
Li Qingxian took the reins and said with a smile: "I will be lucky to receive a calligraphy from Uncle Zhou."
Song Baige on the side got on his horse and said: "Our seventh-grade competition will take place the day after tomorrow, and your eighth-grade competition will be held tomorrow, so we can watch your competition. If you don't win the first place, don't stay in the examination room waiting for me. You can't afford to lose that person, so go back quickly. The gods will accept the punishment."
Li Qingxian also got on his horse and said with a smile: "No matter what happens, I will wait outside the Vientiane Map. When the time comes, don't go back empty-handed and only hold the title of an ordinary seventh-grade, give it to your father It's embarrassing."
"Bah! Can I compete with you at the seventh rank? Who are the opponents I have met, and what have you encountered?"
Li Qingxian shouted: "Dear friends who participated in the eighth rank Qingyun test, You have heard that Song Baige, this grandson, looks down on you. If he fails to come out on top in the Seventh Rank Qingyun Examination the day after tomorrow, let's make a fuss about him and make him infamous." "Yes, we can't spare him!" Everyone shouted and mounted their
horses
.
"Don't hurt me!" Song Baige wilted when he saw that he had offended so many eighth-level people.
After bidding farewell to Fei Yan, He Lei and others, everyone rode forward slowly and leisurely.
The eighth-grade and seventh-grade candidates are in front, followed by their guards, family members or entourage.
Zhou Hen and others from Jiajiu Fang followed not far away, watching Li Qingxian chatting and laughing with Song Baige and others.
(End of chapter)