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Volume Two: The Edge of the Sword Appears Chapter 278: Trap

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    "Poof!"

    Ten miles away, on a barren mountain, there is a temple.

    At that time, the smelly monk was sitting cross-legged in front of the ancient Buddha with a green lantern.  He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood spattered on the ground, which was shocking.

    "It failed, it failed so completely."

    The smelly monk looked resentful, adjusted his luck, half-paid, and said harshly: "Let you escape this disaster for the time being, the wind and cloud gathered in the capital, and there are other arrangements. That level will be personally handled by Uncle Dingyuan.  How could you escape?"

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    One person and one ox can travel thousands of miles.  Everywhere he went, the mirror was like a mirror, the illusion was gone, and no more trouble happened.

    On the third day, the majestic city of the capital was already in sight, and we finally arrived.

    Ye Junsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

    Qing Niu sat down, a big tongue sticking out, and he was breathing rapidly.

    After patting the cow¡¯s head, Ye Junsheng said: ¡°Great Sage, thank you for your hard work.¡±

    The Great Sage¡¯s voice was loud and angry: ¡°Master, what are you talking about?¡±

    "When we enter the capital, we must have gotten rid of them, so we can breathe a sigh of relief for the time being."

    The Great Sage said: "Master, don't take it lightly. Based on my understanding of the Thirty-Three Heavens, they will not give up easily and give up."

    Ye Junsheng nodded: "Then let's go to the city."

    When he was almost close to the capital, he turned over and let the great sage enter the universe space of Baoyin.  He carried his book box on his back, dressed as a traveling scholar, and walked into the city.

    It was just in the morning, and there were many people entering the city, forming an endless stream.

    Ye Junsheng frowned and saw a pavilion nearby where he could rest. Feeling very tired, he walked over first and wanted to sit for a while until there were not so many people before entering the city.

    There are already people inside the pavilion.  The village girl is dressed up, with a piece of homespun cloth wrapped in black hair.  She has an upright face and is quite beautiful.

    It is already August, and autumn tigers are rampant. Although it is still early, the weather has become sultry.

    The village girl took out a can of water from a basket beside her and drank it in small sips.  Seeing Ye Junsheng sitting across from him with a dry mouth, he handed it over and said, "Master, would you like some water?"

    Ye Junsheng glanced at her, smiled and shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, no need."

    The village girl said "Oh" and took back the water. She frowned and looked in the direction of the capital, as if she was worried.

    Ye Junsheng sat still, but ignored him.

    After a while, the village girl spoke again: "May I ask if the young master is from the capital?"

    "no."

    "That must be the scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam By the way, the provincial exam is only a few days away."

    Ye Junsheng said: "Absolutely. Are you also concerned about the provincial examination?"

    Logically speaking, a village girl shouldn¡¯t understand this way.

    The village girl sighed: "My husband is also a scholar."

    Ye Junsheng suddenly understood.

    The village girl looked at him faintly: "My husband's surname is Liu, and his given name is 'Yao Ming'. I wonder if the young master has ever known him."

    Ye Junsheng smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't have the opportunity to meet Jing."

    The village girl said to herself: "I came to the city this time just to give him some clothes. He lived in the White Horse Temple and read poetry and books diligently. But during this period, he never wanted me to disturb him. When he saw me,  I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ll be angry.¡±

    Ye Junsheng touched his nose: "How could it be? Madam loves you so much, it's too late for him to be happy."

    "Really?"

    The village girl was comforted by him, and she immediately became happy. She took out a scroll from the basket and handed it over: "My husband is good at painting, and this painting was painted by him. Sir, take a look and see if it's okay."

    She is really familiar with her, but as a woman, it is inevitable to be nagging.

    Although Ye Junsheng was wary, he was not afraid of what the other party would do. He took it and started watching.

    This is a landscape painting with freehand brushwork and simple style.  With just a few strokes, the mountain ravines are outlined.  There are also lush trees and winding paths leading to secluded areas.

    A stream of water flows down from high to form a small waterfall.

    There is a pool under the waterfall, and there are people living in a cottage beside the pool.  They also put up fences and raised chickens and ducks.  There is a vaguely warm scene of men farming and women weaving.

    This painting

    Ye Junsheng's heart skipped a beat.

    This painting has a mature style and superb brushwork. It is a rare masterpiece and a famous painting.

    The village girl asked: "Master, is this painting suitable for your eyes?"

    Ye Junsheng didn't even raise his head and replied: "The pen?Spiritual, watching it is like being there; yes, it's really good.  "

    The village girl smiled and said, "Since it's good, let me take a look at it for a while." She suddenly stretched out her hand, pinched a magic formula, and waved it forward.

    Ye Junsheng felt something was wrong, when there was a buzz, the world changed, and what he saw and heard was no longer the same.

    He suddenly entered a new world.

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    As the provincial examination approaches, the prosperity of the capital reaches its peak.  It was a bit more lively than Yangzhou, which used to host the world's most talented people.

    The streets and alleys are bustling with people, and everywhere you look you can see scholars wearing Confucian shirts and Confucian scarves.  Young and old, everything is available.

    In the Tianhua Dynasty, the imperial examination was different.  Every three years, scholars from all over the country rushed to the capital to participate in the provincial examination, which created this prosperous and bustling scene.

    In the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Taizong stood at the Meridian Gate Tower and watched the newly promoted scholars filing into the imperial court. He couldn't help but happily said: "The heroes of the world are worthy of me."

    ¡°If the current emperor were to climb up and take a look, I believe he would also say the same thing.

    In addition to the scholars who came to Beijing to take the exam, there were also many famous Confucian scholars who took the opportunity to travel and visit the capital.  Not only can you visit old friends, but you can also support future generations.  After all, for them, every time they take the provincial examination, there must be disciples coming to take reference.

    Li Yifeng and Huang Yuanqi came to the capital together early.  The two of them were famous friends and had served as officials in the capital before. They had extensive contacts and had close acquaintances all over the world.  After entering the capital, he spent several days at a banquet.

    On this day, they came to Baima Temple to visit their old friend Master Yuan.

    Without mentioning it, at the time of chatting, it is inevitable to talk about poetry articles, word posts Dan Qing.

    Then Master Luoyuan smiled and said: "A while ago, I got a good calligraphy painting."

    Li Yifeng said: "But please take a look."

    "Of course."

    After making a wish, the master took out a picture of calligraphy.

    Li Yifeng took a quick look and was a little confused: "Is this a draft? Why is the paper wrinkled?"

    Master Liaoyuan explained: "I'm not afraid of making you laugh. This word was picked out from the garbage heap."

    Huang Yuanqi asked: "Could it be the calligraphy treasure of the sage of calligraphy?" He quickly took it over and took a closer look.

    "The Master said: The deceased is like a man!"

    Seven characters.

    He looked at it with a strange look on his face.

    Li Yifeng asked: "Yuan Qi, what's the matter?"

    Huang Yuanqi said: "Yifeng, take a look and make sure."

    "decide what?"

    Li Yifeng took it, glanced at it, and immediately shouted: "Ye Junsheng, there is no doubt that this is Junsheng's handiwork."

    Huang Yuanqi sighed: "This boy, as expected, arrived in the capital early in the morning."

    "Let's go find him!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
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