"What's going on? Qiu Yan revealed his name. Logically, he should be in trouble. Why do these people say he is arrogant?"

The two men who left the house looked at each other, stunned for a while before they started talking in a low voice.

"It seems that things have changed again."

"However, Qiu Yan had previously hidden his identity and acted in a low-key manner, and he was obviously afraid of it. Now that he was exposed, he had a headache."

"Yes, I'll wait and see what happens, let the bribed Confucian scholars make provocations and disrupt the situation a little more."

The two made a plan and then stepped to the first floor.

Only then did I realize that Qiu Yan was surrounded, with three layers inside and three layers outside.

"What's going on?" The two looked at each other and leaned over, trying to contact the Confucian scholars. Unexpectedly, when they walked up to them, they heard the conversation between the Confucian scholars in the crowd, and their hearts became more and more confused.

"Qiu Yan was so angry that he said he wanted to ask for advice, but the appearance of everyone coming was clearly provoking us."

"Let's see how he ends up. You're not unaware of this. After Qiu Yan's identity was exposed, Gao Song from Chongli Academy's face changed directly."

"Yes, he said before that Qiu Yan was pretending to be amazing and had no real talent and knowledge."

"Now there is a good show. Gao Song suffered a secret loss and would not give up."

"Let them fight, let us watch the changes and find out Qiu Yan's foundation. It's not too late to take action."

"Yes, this kind of person who becomes famous once has a great chance. The main reason is that he has good luck and cannot withstand debates among others. Otherwise, he should be in the Shilin, rather than standing in the Wenxuan Tower."

"That's the reason..."

...

One by one, one by one, the words were noisy, and they caught a little bit of the lineage. Then they found a Confucian scholar who was in contact with King Yan, and asked about the causes and consequences. Only then did they know the general.

It turned out that Han Wei'er's voice broke Qiu Yan's identity, which made everyone in the building turn their minds. For a moment, the tide of undercurrents was surging, but what was really embarrassed was Gao Song and his party who had just given the attribution.

Gao Song belittled Qiu Yan, but after a change of face, Qiu Yan's identity was exposed. You know, in rumors, Qiu Yan defeated the famous Secretary He. In this way, it would undoubtedly make people feel that Gao Song's vision was not very good.

The situation is stronger than others. For the sake of the academy and his reputation, Gao Song had to stand up and confirm what he learned with Qiu Yan.

However, unexpectedly, Qiu Yan shook his head and actually asked to talk about chess.

Talking with hands is playing chess.

This is nothing. Gameplay is a way of entertainment for scholars and students. It involves layout, mind, and response, and can reflect personal cultivation indirectly, so Gao Song responds.

In fact, the reviews have not yet been released, and the scholars gathered here also know that it is not easy to win the crowd, so they are restrained. This is a chess game, which is also an appetizer, just to test the depth of Qiu Yan.

Scholars cherish their reputations. If they don’t touch Chu Qiu Yan’s foundation, few people will make a rash move. After all, Qiu Yan’s reputation is there. Even if rumors are bound to be different, there is something wrong with the defeat of Secretary He, and others cannot be despised.

However, Qiu Yan's next words detonated the crowd-

"Qiu wants to play a game and welcome you all, and there is no need to play one-on-one chess. Anyone who is interested in challenging can take action, and Qiu will take it together."

At first glance, it seems to be all right, but in the current environment, it will cause a thousand waves. You know, after Qiu Yan's identity was exposed, he immediately became the target of public criticism. People present, both openly and secretly, wanted to step on him and make him famous, but they were worried, so they suppressed themselves.

But as soon as Qiu Yan said this, the situation immediately reversed. It was no longer a challenge for him and others, but an initiative to challenge those present!

The struggle between literati has been endless since ancient times. The temple has won profits and the common people have fought for fame. How many people can avoid the common people? At least a large number of people who come here come with various eyes. Qiu Yan's words seem humble at first, but when they change their minds, they feel that they are crazy enough to be out of reach!

They all studied hard in the window and believed that they were not inferior to others. When they came to Dongdu, they were just aiming at the sages of literary sages and went straight to the sages, but they were eliminated. Now they came to Wenxuan to evaluate them. In fact, they actually hope that they would admit that their skills were not as good as others?

Not to mention, Qiu Yan’s subtle meaning clearly means not taking the people present seriously!

There are a few people who can't hold back now and come out to argue with Qiu Yan.

Even Gao Song was suffocated when he heard this, his eyes were filled with cold light, but he still smiled. The words he said had a cold smell. Then he heard him say, "Young Master Qiu is a little arrogant. Everyone present has their own merits. Even if you regard yourself as knowledgeable, you cannot be arrogant at the moment."

Qiu Yan nodded and said seriously: "I naturally know this, but this time Qiu came here, he was going to communicate with others what he learned and wanted to act silently, but he didn't expect that it would be like this. Instead of waiting for everyone, it would be better to take the initiative to contact him."

Behind them, Liu Zhanpeng and others complained secretly, and wanted to remind Qiu Yan, but they were afraid that they would harm the fish, so they had to endure it. In their opinion, Qiu Yan was disturbed by his mood and was out of control.

But in fact, what Qiu Yan said was what he thought in his heart. He did not want to provoke trivial matters, but the situation changed and he was pushed to the forefront, but then he changed his mind and realized the opportunity.

"Instead of being passive, it is better to take the initiative. Besides, in this way, it can not only prove knowledge and literary knowledge with others, but also enrich human experiences, and at the same time shock those who come later, cut off other people's thoughts, and prevent recurrence from happening again in the future."

As the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, the key is to adjust your mentality and deal with it calmly.

After making a decision, Qiu Yan said those words just now, but it stimulated Gao Song and others. Gao Song shook his head and then said, "Since you have made a decision, Mr. Qiu, you are not good at persuading Gao. I will understand the chess path, so let me throw a stone to ask for directions first."

After saying that, he ordered people to go to the building to get the chessboard. This Wenxuan Building usually serves scholars and literati, and there are many pianos, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But before the man could walk away, Qiu Yan called him and said, "Please get a piece of cloth from me, Qiu will draw a chessboard myself."

"Draw the chessboard by yourself?" At this moment, Lian Gaosong couldn't help but widen his eyes, only to think that the person in front of him was too strange, and the others also felt that Qiu Yan's actions were irrelevant and suspected of being mysterious.

Qiu Yan doesn't care what others think of him. This time he wants to play a chess game and challenge everyone, not for the sake of literary reputation, even if he is defeated, it's okay. The key is to summarize the required insights when confirming his knowledge with others.

After being stunned, Gao Song narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiu Yan. Seeing that the other party was not moved at all, he finally turned his head and said, "Since it was Mr. Qiu's challenge to set up a plan, I must follow his wishes and find cloth and silk, and then bring in the pen and ink."

The man left and soon brought the thing.

Qiu Yan did not delay, so he chose a table, sat on the chair with a golden knife, spread the cloth, pressed it with paperweight, and dipped it ink with a pen.

The fabric is cut and is exactly the size of a chessboard.

After holding the pen, Qiu Yan closed his eyes, saying nothing, as if he was brewing emotions.

When others saw this scene, some couldn't help but laugh at me, thinking that Qiu Yan was making a fool of himself again, but most people still lowered their voices. They have been reading for so many years, and they still understand the truth that those who are kind love others, and those who are polite respect others.

Respecting others is the basics of artificial learning.

For a moment, the noise in the building gradually faded.

This situation lasted for a while. Just as someone was running out of patience, Qiu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his hand fell, and the tip of the pen was on the cloth, followed by his arm, and the tip of the pen slid, leaving a long horizontal line on the cloth.

As soon as this line came out, vigorous qi and blood burst out immediately, and the heat waves rose, causing the water in the air to condense.

In early spring, it is still cold and warm. People are most sensitive to changes in temperature. When the Confucian scholars in the room saw the fog above the cloth, they immediately closed their mouths and showed a little shock on their faces, even Gao Song was no exception.

"This Qiu Yan has a rhyme in his pen." He could see the reason at once. Although Gao Song is not knowledgeable, he does not have much talent in calligraphy and painting. Although he can write well, he has no charm.

"I am not as good as Qiu Yan in this item, but the word has nothing to do with knowledge, at most it is personal cultivation. Let's see how this person shows when talking, huh?"

Gao Song was thinking, suddenly his eyelids hopped, and he felt an indescribable mood from Qiu Yan's chessboard.

At this moment, Qiu Yan had left many horizontal paths on the cloth, with the distance between the brush and ink equally, and the difference could not be seen by the naked eye alone. Only this stroke made Gao Song gradually dazed, and he saw a piece of earth from those horizontal lines.

This feeling reached its peak when Qiu Yan moved his strokes vertically!

The chessboard seems simple, but it is horizontal and vertical, and it is drawn by him, like a net of heaven and earth, secretly matching the ancient well field. A small chessboard is pretending to be the world.

However, a simple chessboard is naturally meaningless. It must be placed in front of people. The human heart controls the chess pieces and follows the rules to overcome the world.

Gao Song stared at Qiu Yan's hand, his eyes moved with the tip of his pen, and he felt illusion, as if Qiu Yan was not painting a chessboard, but was living high in the temple, wielding his power, giving instructions to the country, and governing the people and the country with laws and rules!

"How could I have such an illusion?"

After shook his head suddenly, Gao Song came back to his senses from his trance and was puzzled secretly, but there was a sense of vigilance in his eyes when he looked at Qiu Yan. Then, he found that everyone around him stared at the chessboard one by one, as if he had lost his soul.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Gao Song's heart was shaking, and a guess arose, but before he could think about it, a sudden change occurred in Qiu Yan's writing!
Chapter completed!