Time flies, and another day is coming in a blink of an eye.

Today is the annual Lantern Festival. Qiu Yan left the inn early in the morning and made an appointment with Luo Jiayun and others to chat with him.

During the examination period, scholars from all over the world gathered together. It was a time to talk loudly. You often saw scholars gathering in teahouses and taverns, chatting and laughing.

Among these testimonies, most of them are unknown economic laws and price changes, and they are deliberately done by merchants, and they have become suckers invisibly, favored by merchants, which affects all the residents in the city. No wonder they will be vented.

Qiu Yan walked alone on the street, walking slowly and wandering in the garden, as if he was visiting the scenery in the city. It was not surprising that pedestrians on the road were commonplace. Every time he tried, there were many people visiting the capital like this.

However, hostile gazes and lowly comments are inevitable.

But they didn't know that while Qiu Yan was walking, they didn't pay attention to the scenery.

"Xingjing is the capital of Darui. It is impossible not to be ignored by Shinto, but there are dragon energy and many factors here. Not only is the ordinary extraordinary power suppressed and weakened, Shinto will definitely be affected. Now that I feel it myself, I know that a good Shinto is actually oppressed and not systematically, scattered everywhere, and I don't know what the underworld here looks like."

Although he was confused, Qiu Yan would not investigate rashly to avoid causing trouble. Now it is time to do less than more things. The mastermind behind the Bookstore Inn has not figured it out yet, and he really has no energy to provoke other enemies.

As he thought about it, his attention focused on the pedestrians along the way, and with the help of perception and divine breath, he could vaguely understand his heart through other people's emotions.

Along the way, relying on this method, I have collected a lot of people's livelihood information. At the same time, I looked at the layout of the city and compared the scenes of the previous dynasty seen in the book in my memory, and the Dongdu Menghua that I experienced not long ago, Qiu Yan's understanding of Xingjing has invisibly improved a lot.

"The capitals of the previous dynasty were divided very strictly, with residential areas and commercial areas almost closed, while the capitals of Darui were no longer so strictly divided. Tea shops, taverns, and shops were almost everywhere, but it was not as prosperous as the Dongdu."

Looking at the signs of the shops along the way, listening to the words of people outside the shop, and seeing the small vendors along the way, Qiu Yan slowly grasped some subtleties.

"In the previous dynasty, the market was divided into 120 rows and 220 rows, all divided according to the types of goods sold. The individuals participating in the business were mostly merchants, vendors, vagrants, and handicraftsmen. On the basis of inheriting the division of the previous dynasty industry, the Darui Dynasty added entertainment, food and hotels, and even some hidden places, as well as the so-called "lower nine-rate" industries. According to the division of the previous life, this was already considered the booming development of the tertiary industry."

Walking on the streets of Xingjing, Qiu Yan's mind gradually became in line with it. Amid the words of pedestrians, the hawking of surrounding vendors, the various words and colors of light and shadow on the signs along the street, gradually deepening, and faintly combined with the breath of the entire city, and thoughts were turning in his mind.

"The world is impermanent, and Xingjing seems to be bright, but in fact, the surging tide is not considered a danger in the temple. The situation of merchants and alliances is dangerous and evil. According to the convention of the imperial examinations of all dynasties, this examination is likely to choose a military and national affairs to ask for advice. But I don't know who the chief examiner is, and it's hard to figure out..."

In addition to their own knowledge, candidates should also know how to judge the test. It is an important one of them. The academic tendency, official position, and department heads of candidates are the top priority. It is very likely to be related to the content of the test paper. When many people come to the capital, the first thing they do is to visit relatives and friends and explore them through their connections.

But for Qiu Yan, everything will have to wait until the identity of the examiner is confirmed before he can act.

As he walked, Qiu Yan's thoughts slowly drifted, feeling a huge will. He was shocked, and then he became enlightened, and he divided his perception and contacted that will.

Xingjing, this city has experienced wind and frost, once flourished and once devastated. Many dynasties in history have established capitals here. It can be said to be an ancient capital of several dynasties, like a heavy historical book. The inner and outer walls and bricks and soil under the feet are all one page of this book.

Looking through the pages, the scroll of the vagueness was presented to Qiu Yan.

“Huh?”

In the middle of the city, in the imperial city, a palace located in the deep palace suddenly came from a light ejaculation.

"Someone is studying with Xingjing? Want to read the history of the city? Could it be that another great scholar has been studying here?"

With this light ejaculation, a thought spread out from the palace, faintly touching the aura of the city, and instantly contacted Qiu Yan's consciousness, but soon retreated.

"Interesting, interesting, this scholar, very interesting..."

A few breaths later, Qiu Yan came to the agreed tea shop outside, but the man seemed a little dazed. At first glance, he felt sleepy.

"Brother Qiu, you are here..." Zhou Guan and others sat around the table. When he saw Qiu Yan, he greeted Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan woke up like a dream, and his feelings dissipated, but he grasped a little breath, kept it in his heart, slowly brewing, and then walked forward and talked to Zhou Guan and others.

A few hours later, everyone said goodbye and returned to their residence.

There is a Shangyuan Lantern Festival tonight, and there are many candidates gathered. Some candidates feel that the exam is imminent and have no intention of traveling and have to go back to review. However, some are at the forefront of the matter, but they are not interested in reading books and are determined to see the prosperity of Xingjing.

Even Luo Jiayun, Zhou Guan, Cao Hanqi and others had different ideas, so they went back to prepare separately at noon.

Qiu Yan returned to the inn, had lunch, and went back to the room, keeping his door closed.

"What's going on in a hurry for the young master? Could it be that something happened?"

Outside the door, Dai Guo looked at Qiu Yan's closed door with a puzzled look on his face and muttered in a low voice.

Hu Qi next to him shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Young master has his own opinions on doing things, so we don't have to worry about it. Speaking of which, a few days ago, I saw a familiar figure in the city. It is probably someone from that sect."

"Hmm?" Dai Guo was confused at first, then was shocked, "Is it from that sect? Then be careful. Although the sect is no longer in the heart of the Central Plains, it should not be underestimated."

"Yes, I plan to..."

When Hu Qi talked with Dai Guo, they did not notice that when they were talking, the local dog tied to the door moved sneakily, gently biting the rope that tied them with his teeth, and struggling hard, but with little effect.

"Huh?" This movement finally alarmed Dai Guo. He pulled the rope suddenly, turned the tongue coating of the native dog outward, and pulled it back.

"You rash man! You are proud for a moment..."

The native dog was so angry that he couldn't say everything afterwards.

However, when it foamed at the mouth, it suddenly saw that a gap had been opened by Qiu Yan's door, and the baby ginseng was riding on a beast, and the ancient eight-character seal wrapped around the incense burner, and came out from it bit by bit.

"Um! Um!"

The local dog struggled for a while, but could not make a sound. He could only watch a row of objects and sneakily left behind the window at the end of the corridor.

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Time flies, night falls, lights are on, and the whole Xingjing City is soon lively. Every household is decorated with lights and colorful lights are hung.

The girls and young men in the city also walked out of their homes, wandering and playing in groups of three or five. On the streets, hawkers gathered and people came and went, and the scene was very prosperous.

There are also brothels competing for beauty, talented men fighting in Chinese, and warriors drinking outside the building, which is really a variety of things on earth.

"Sister Ji, you can wait here for a while, and I will come."

In the crowd, Xu Ran and Ji Zheng were walking through the crowd. Xu Ran suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd and turned around and said to Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng smiled slightly: "You are going to meet your lover. Logically, my sister shouldn't be disturbed. But when you came, your father had ordered me."

Xu Ran immediately pouted her mouth, but had no choice but to run over with Ji Zheng.

Wen Zhizhen was fighting riddles with someone in front of him, winning consecutively, and complimenting around him. Suddenly, two ladies came over and talked to Wen Zhizhen, and the onlookers became envious.

The lantern festival in Xingjing has a long history and has many unwritten regulations. You can see at a glance that people dressed as men, usually ladies from officials.

Even though I am envious, no one has gone up to lose sight of the scenery. It should be noted that in the past, I don’t know how many poor boys have won the favor of wealthy daughters and officials, and turned over and sang, which is a very good story.

Not far away, under a locust tree, Pang Qianru was talking to Song Qian.

"... Since Qiu Yan has talent and knowledge, he will not let this literary meeting go easily. I heard that the judge of the literary meeting was the head of several academies, and it is said that the minister was also here."

"That can be said to be a grand event." Song Qian nodded and was about to say something else, but was interrupted by Pang Qianru's wave, and saw a smile on the latter's face.

"This matter is not urgent. Unexpectedly, I just left for a while and let the little girl take advantage of the situation." After saying that, Pang Qianru stepped forward towards Wen Zhizhen.

"Sister, then..." Song Qian hurriedly followed.

As Pang Qianru walked, she turned around and said, "No hurry, I have ordered people to pay attention to the scholar named Qiu Yan."

She did not deliberately lower her voice, and the word "Qiu Yan" came into Ji Zheng's ears opposite, causing the latter's expression to change slightly.

Almost at the same time, there were two places in the city, and the name of Qiu Yan was mentioned.

One of them is located in a dark place. The shopkeeper of the Book Collection Inn was kneeling on the ground with a respectful look on his face, telling everything that happened to Qiu Yan without hiding it at all.

On the other side, there is a delicately arranged Accord. Several men sit in different places. The one sitting in the upper head is the black-faced guest Wang Fu.
Chapter completed!