A gust of wind chimes spread throughout Beacon Mountain, and a white deer pulling a cart flew over everyone's heads. Everyone's heart sank when they saw the cart.
"It's the jade chariot driven by Xihe"
Xihe is a place that promotes the word "ethics" to the extreme. There are strict regulations from clothing to jade driving, and the jade chariot is one of the highest-end driving.
After mentioning the place of Xihe, Jiang Yan saw that many scribes seemed to have disdain on their faces, and a few even spat lightly.
"Brother Lu, Wen Mansion and Confucian Mansion are from the same clan, why do I think many people don't like Confucian Mansion?" Jiang Yan asked in a low voice.
"Although you scholars and Confucian scholars are from the same family and are scholars and enlightened people, the relationship between the two parties is not very good.
Among the eight mansions in the world, Xihe ranks first among the eight mansions because the royal family of the Xuan Kingdom dominates the Confucian mansion.
Some old Confucians in the Confucian government often criticized the people in the Confucian government on various occasions for being deviant, acting absurdly, and not in line with the ethics and teachings of the saints.
Many celebrities in the Literary Mansion were also proud and never tolerated them. They often refuted words. When Confucian scholars and scribes met, tit-for-tat confrontation was inevitable. Even if they were thousands of miles apart, the two sides would never stop arguing."
“So that’s how it is”
Jiang Yan probably understood the relationship between the two. Rufu was like a menopausal aunt who wanted to take care of everything, while Wenfu was a rebellious teenager who didn't want to hear anything.
No matter what the relationship between the two parties is, the minimum respect must still be given, not to mention that the person coming this time is unusual, it is Gu Tinglin, who is in the limelight of Xihe.
The jade carriage landed directly on the high platform. Gu Tinglin stepped out of the carriage wearing a black and white t-shirt. He was young but extremely serious and mature.
"Gu Tinglin, who was born late, has met two gentlemen."
There is no doubt about Gu Tinglin's strength, but no matter what, he is still a rising star in Xihe.
Yang Xiangru was still a little dissatisfied with the arrogance of the Confucian government when a junior was sent here, but he did not get angry directly. He just asked him to take a seat without even saying a word of greeting.
Gu Tinglin also walked straight to the empty space on his left, the position second only to the host Wen Fu.
When passing by Monk Shenxiu, he smiled and nodded.
As a junior, he can show humility and take the initiative to greet others, but he cannot give way to the place where Confucianism should be. This is also etiquette.
After riding on the jade chariot, Zuo Xianweng from Tianxin Mansion came riding on a crane, but Zuo Xianweng came alone. It seemed that Tianxin Mansion was not prepared to participate in this literary examination.
Zuo Xianweng also sat at the farthest seat, and then began to take a nap with his eyes closed, as if everything that happened next had nothing to do with him.
In the prosperous age of the civil society, all he had to do was come to support it.
Among the eight mansions in the world, Rufu, Tianxinfu, and Xumifu have all arrived, while the remaining Mofu, Yuefu, Wufu, and Tenglongfu have not yet arrived.
Wenfu Jiaoyu did not rush to start, but chose to continue waiting.
The candidates below are not impatient at all. After all, this may be their only chance to see so many powerful people in their lives.
Jiang Yan was not interested in gossiping like other scribes, so he waited boredly and even yawned.
"I can't say how strong the people who didn't come are, but their sense of time needs to be strengthened," Jiang Qian complained.
Lu Yufu touched Jiang Qian's arm with some embarrassment.
"Then I won't accompany you, I'll go up first."
"Go up? Where are you going?" Jiang Yan asked strangely.
"You'll find out later"
Lu Yufu squeezed out from the crowd and walked up the steps step by step. This was obviously the most unscrupulous way to appear.
"Junior Lu Yufu, I have met two teachers."
"Lu Yufu? Are you from Lu Yangzi..." Lu Kuyin asked.
"The family's ancestor Lu Yangzi"
"Why doesn't this old guy come?" Lu Kuyin said in feigned anger.
"Don't be surprised by the instructions. Grandpa just got a precious drawing from a young painter. Grandpa is now completing a stone sculpture of a flawless clone," Lu Yufu explained hurriedly.
Lu Yufu's strength was only in the Soul-Resident Realm, but Lu Kuyin did not look down upon him because of this, especially after hearing the words "from precious patterns".
Mo Mansion is the school closest to the mountains and plains. It has a normal relationship with other schools among the eight schools, but it has a close relationship with Wen Mansion.
In particular, the painters of Wenfu and the masons of Mofu are interdependent. This relationship has brought the two houses very close. Lu Yangzi was a frequent visitor to Wenfu when he was young. He has a relationship with the three major teachings of Wenfu.
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"Since you are here to watch the ceremony on behalf of Mo Mansion, then take your seat."
Lu Kuyin directly regarded Lu Yufu as his nephew and even patted him on the shoulder.
Jiang Yan stood in the audience with a look of astonishment. He knew that Lu Yufu came to watch the ceremony on behalf of his grandfather, but he really didn't expect that this person was sitting on top to represent the Eight Prefectures!
The powerful people invited to watch the ceremony came one after another, and the terrifying aura was overwhelming one after another, but what the people in Qingdu felt was not fear but pride!
This is the capital of the Qing Dynasty, where the Wen Mansion is located, the holy land of literature and education in the world. In the eyes of the people of the Qing capital, these people who were invited to watch the ceremony are just envoys from all countries.
Yang Xiangru watched the tea cup next to him tremble uncontrollably, and a domineering momentum descended from Jiutian and covered the entire Beacon Mountain.
In front of the mountain, there were thousands of scribes who were about to take the civil service examination. At this moment, they all felt a pressure so huge that it was hard for them to breathe. Jiang Yan saw that his arms were shaking involuntarily.
A black tiger landed on the stage. On the tiger's back sat an ordinary-looking old man with his hands in his sleeves. Next to the tiger's head stood a young man who looked like an iron tower.
No one expected that a man who looked like an old farmer would be so powerful that he could overwhelm everyone in Beacon Hill, including those in the stands!
The old man looked around but did not get off his back, and the two major edicts from the Wen Mansion took the initiative to greet him. They did not expect why this grumpy old guy would come to Qingdu in person.
"Wenfu Lu Kuyin (Yang Xiangru) met Mr. Lei"
The old man surnamed Lei simply said yes. After getting off the Black Tiger, he calmed down his terrifying aura and turned into an ordinary old man you could meet anywhere in Qingdu.
When they saw the person on the black back, the people who had been seated stood up one after another. Their status was as high as the left immortal man of Tianxin Mansion, and their hearts were as arrogant as Xihe's Gu Tinglin was no exception.
Master Lei let out a sigh when he saw Shenxiu.
"Little monk, are you willing to go to Wu Mansion with me?"
Shenxiu was shy and didn't know how to reply. Yulin on the side spoke hurriedly.
"Master Lei, just go around the old monk. If my junior uncle leaves with you, how can I return to Xumi Mansion?"
"Look how scared you are"
Mr. Lei briefly exchanged a few words with Zuo Xianweng, but stopped when he walked in front of Gu Tinglin.
"I heard that your old scholar in Xihe was worried that I would cause trouble, so he sent a few petty officials to watch in front of my Wu Mansion. Have you received their heads?"
Master Lei looked directly at Gu Tinglin, and Gu Tinglin looked at him without any sign of weakness.
"Under your leadership, Wufu has become the most unstable factor in Xuanguo. Naturally, we must be on guard for the sake of the world."
"For the sake of the world? Do you think your Confucian government is the world?"
It seems that those heads didn't give you long memories. If you take off your head and send it back, that old scholar doesn't know if he has the courage to start a war with me."
This pair of turbid eyes seemed to contain a terrifying light. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder rolled in and covered the entire Wen Mansion.
"Master Lei, no"
Lu Kuyin and Yang Xiangru hurriedly stood in front of Gu Tinglin. As Wenfu's acolytes, their aura was actually faintly resisting Master Lei's.
"Well, this is Qingdu, and I have something to discuss with Wei Changli. I'm sorry to keep you from coming down.
But Gu Tinglin, give me a message to those old bastards. If you have any suggestions, don’t be so mean."