With a burst of exhalation, Su Ping'an opened his eyes. In front of him was his small house, but when he woke up, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"Will the Great Proclamation lead to chaos?!"
Su Pingan felt heavy in his heart.
Under the cover of the nest, there are completed eggs.
This is also the reason why Su Ping'an was willing to lend out the 'Shanhe Brush Washing' before. If he didn't have the stable life now, what would he do even if he had the sacred weapon?
At the same time, he felt that he was getting smaller and smaller in the overall situation. The cultivation of the seventh level of scribes no longer seemed weak in Daming Mansion, but in the context of Daxuan as a whole, what did it mean?
"If chaos comes, can I protect myself and the people around me?!"
Su Pingan was silent.
After all, it is still weak!
But if you think about it carefully, it has only been more than half a year since he started traveling through time and practice, but now he has reached the seventh level of the scribe. If it were someone else who could practice at such a speed, it would be unimaginable.
"Haha... Why do I think so much? As old man Luo said, it's not my turn to worry now. If the sky falls, there will be tall people in the way. Besides, Da Xuanguo can't just say chaos.
It’s messed up, it’s really a bit unfounded for me to worry about it so early!”
Su Ping'an was not a sentimental person, so thinking from another perspective, he quickly got rid of the previous sadness and became optimistic again.
But in his heart, he was determined to become stronger as soon as possible.
"I must break through the 'Mountain of Confucian Sage Literature'..."
…
In the following days, Su Ping'an was still recovering from his injuries, while Qingfeng Restaurant and the entire Daming Mansion became very lively in the 'Essay Competition' and 'Chess Positioning Competition'.
The 'positioning match' has been going on for some time, and recently it is said that a 'King' level chess player is about to appear, which has recently made chess fans all over the city excited, with new news coming every day.
As for Qingfeng Restaurant, since the start of the 'Essay Competition' event, a large number of book lovers and writers have come in every day. There are no less than 200 literary writers who have signed up to participate in this 'Essay Competition', almost as many as the Wen Gong University.
The number of contestants is higher than that of folk literature.
As for the beginning of the literary conference, the happiest thing is the book lovers, who enjoy reading new books every day. Even if there are not many that suit their appetite, they can't stand the large number.
Therefore, despite the involution of numerous works, several of them still managed to escape the siege and entered Liu Qingxi's field of vision.
Every night Liu Qingxi would find Su Ping'an and take out these works to appreciate and comment on them with him.
But Su Ping'an looked around, but no one took notice.
"This one won't work. The story is too cliche and has nothing new. I can't stand it!"
"This one is no good either. It was written entirely in imitation of my style. Although the imitation is pretty good, the writing power is too shallow and it cannot produce the charm of 'martial arts'."
"Ha...is this guy writing 'fantasy'? But you don't even know what 'fantasy' is, and you dare to imitate it and write 'fantasy'? No way!"
"..."
Su Ping'an rejected one book after another, his movements were both free and easy. He finally found a little pleasure in being an 'editor' from the frequent review.
But soon, Liu Qingxi stopped looking for him to review manuscripts. Su Pingan was confused and asked Liu Qingxi, but the latter replied, "You are too picky. If I choose based on your level, then
My literary conference will be in vain!"
As a result, Su Pingan became an idler again.
However, in his spare time, his injury healed quickly without realizing it.
In the blink of an eye, it was mid-April, and Su Ping'an's injury was finally healed. Now he no longer had to be carried by wolves or dogs when he went out.
And on the day he recovered from his injuries and was able to go out alone, Wen Gong's 'reward' finally arrived.
It was just a student from the Wen Palace who came. The man sent a letter. Su Pingan opened it and saw nine short words written on it.
"In three days, we will enter Wen Palace and go up to Wen Mountain!"
After reading the message from Wen Palace, Su Pingan's expression suddenly condensed, "This day is finally coming!"
…
Three days flew by.
On this day, Su Pingan got on the carriage early in the morning surrounded by everyone.
This time we went to Wen Palace not to participate in a competition, so Liu Qingxi and the others couldn't go with them. Even if they went, they couldn't enter Wen Mountain, so Su Ping'an simply didn't take them with him.
Before leaving, Liu Qingxi still prepared large and small bags of things for him, and warned: "I heard that there are four tests in 'Confucian Sage Wenshan', and the test time can be as short as ten days or as long as a month.
I have prepared food, drink, and some clothes for you in the package. You must take it with you and pay attention to safety at the same time."
Sensing Liu Qingxi's worry, Su Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will come back safely."
Then he waved to Little Fuzi and Uncle Fu, and told the little fox to take good care of the restaurant. Then he set off alone, driving the carriage towards Wen Palace.
…
When he came to the gate of Wen Palace again, there was already someone waiting for him at the gate. The people responsible for receiving him were still two acquaintances, Bai Hao and Luo Feng.
"Peace, you are here!"
As soon as they saw Su Ping'an's carriage, Bai Hao and the two men immediately greeted it.
Su Ping'an was also very happy to see them, but when he took a closer look at their faces, they had not seen each other for more than a month. They both seemed to look very haggard, and Bai Hao, who turned out to be fat, was no longer fat.
He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you two? We haven't seen each other for more than a month, and you have actually lost so much weight?"
Hearing Su Pingan's question, Bai Hao almost cried, and then complained sadly: "Ping An, you don't know, since the Wen Palace Competition ended, the elders and teachers of the Wen Palace are like
It's like going crazy, so those who train us are ruthless..."
The three of them walked inside while talking.
Only with Bai Hao's crying and Luo Feng's supplements did Su Ping'an know the truth of the matter.
It turned out that after the competition, Wen Gong lost the competition, lost face, and was disappointed with the performance of the students of Wen Gong, so a major overhaul was carried out.
It's said to be reorganizing, but in fact it's just extra practice. The students in the fourth house have one small test every three days and one big test every five days. There are all kinds of tests and tests, and they are endless. It can be said that every day is a small essay meeting, and every week
They are all 'school entrance examinations', which torment all the students, which makes them want to die.
But what surprised Su Pingan even more was that Bai Hao finally revealed an unexpected news. That is, two days ago, someone from the Shendu Literary Academy suddenly came and they also wanted to participate in this test of entering Wenshan.
When Su Ping'an heard this, he was shocked on the spot, "There are people from Shendu Literary Academy too?!"
