Hearing these words, Pei Zi Yun could not help but be overjoyed. He had been thinking of ways to get his teacher to give it to him. This was an ownerless item, and as long as he was willing to give it to him, he would be able to absorb it.
He cupped his hands and said, "I will not disappoint Master."
After Pei Zi Yun left, the Concealment Talisman and the shadow appeared once again. Seeing Pei Zi Yun leave, the shadow seemed to have sensed something. He then said, "That's strange. Just as he was about to give the book to Pei Zi Yun, he seemed to have gained some good fortune. Could it be that the book was fated to be with him? With such a transformation, even if this kid isn't Martial Uncle's reincarnation, he's definitely not an ordinary person. "
Zhao Ning paused and laughed, "How can there be so many good karma? But since Shidi has said so, after this capital examination, I will test him again."
"I forgot to vouch for him just now. I'll send Zhang Yun to inform him tomorrow."
Scholarly honors were a very serious matter. According to the regulations of the dynasty, the county examinations would be held in the county, and the one who passed would be a scholar. This rule was not very strict, and it was fine as long as the three examinees mutually assured each other.
But to take the Elementary Scholar examination, one had to go to the county capital examination. Every student who wanted to participate in the capital examination had to register at the county's ceremonial office. They had to fill in their birthplace, name, age, three generations of history, and appearance. That was not all, but the county's Elementary Scholar had to vouch for them. They had to guarantee that they were from the county and that they had a clean background. They had to guarantee that they were not from the Chang, You, or Zao families, and that they had no parents who had passed away.
Zhao Ning, on the other hand, had the status of an Elementary Scholar. If not, he would not have been able to open the school.
If he did not have some connections, he would have to pay two taels of silver to hire another Elementary Scholar as a guarantor. This was one of the sources of income for Elementary Scholars.
However, Zhao Ning didn't think much of it. After so many years of observation, the possibility of Pei Zi Yun being the reincarnated Senior Uncle was extremely low.
When Pei Zi Yun reached home, he hurriedly ate his lunch and closed the door behind him. At this point, the sunlight shone through the wooden window and into the room.
"Although it's not a good time to sleep, I can't take it anymore." Pei Zi Yun placed the book under his pillow and lay down.
However, the effect of the Plum Blossom seemed to be very strong. Almost as soon as he laid down, before his head even touched the pillow, his vision blurred and he fell into a deep sleep.
…
He heard the water lapping against the shore, rising, falling, rising again, falling again.
When he woke up, he felt a slight chill on his body. A person wearing thin clothes was staring at a stack of paper in a daze.
"Father!" Someone called out softly and picked up the candle wick with a hairpin. He then handed a cup of tea, "Father, it's late at night. You can't study like this. It's too tiring."
The smoke of the tea rose in spirals, and the steam rose slowly. The tea was warm and fragrant. The man could be heard replying, "You are right. But in my entire life, I only know how to read."
As he said this, he lowered his head and caressed the stack of manuscripts. His voice was calm, "My daughter, I've studied my entire life and only managed to become an Elementary Scholar. Now that the world is in chaos, it seems that I will not be able to take the imperial examinations anymore. Actually, at my age, the imperial examinations are like floating clouds to me. It's just a testament to our studies."
"This book is the result of a lifetime of hard work. I'm old, and I've become indifferent to many things, but this is the only book that I can't put down."
The young girl in front of him was still unmarried. The man placed his hand on her forehead and said, "Your mother thinks that I'm useless and your brother doesn't like to study. There's no one in the family who can inherit the family's wealth. This manuscript will be your dowry. In the future, if you see a serious scholar, sell it to him for ten copper coins!"
The young girl in front of him nodded her head and looked at him.
The man smiled and said, "Don't worry. The manuscripts I write are meant for people to read. As long as there's someone who can inherit my knowledge, it doesn't matter if it's my son or not, I'll be satisfied."
As he said this, the manuscript was suspended in the air. It was late at night, and the wind had picked up. As soon as the wind changed direction, Pei Zi Yun woke up with a start.
"It seems like I only slept for a short while."
The afternoon sun shone on his body, and an indescribable feeling came over him. It was like he was in a trance, and yet he was happy and regretful at the same time.
"It's like a dream, but it's completely different. Is this the true use of the Plum Blossom?" When a normal person awoke from a dream, they would still remember the contents of the dream, but it would disappear very quickly.
But now it was completely different. There was no need for him to remember. Everything appeared in Pei Zi Yun's mind.
In his dream, he had become an Elementary Scholar, and owned a few acres of land. He did not care about business, nor did he care about farming. The only thing he cared about was studying.
"Studying, chanting every word, thinking deeply about every sentence."
"Day and night do not leave the house, day after day, day after year after year, the belt on my robe gradually loosened, and I have no regrets until I die."
This was the first time in his life that Pei Zi Yun felt the spirit of an ancient scholar. It was much more profound than the words said. No, it was too profound. It was so profound that he could not forget it. At this point, Pei Zi Yun was in a daze.
This was the first time in his life that Pei Zi Yun felt the spirit of an ancient scholar. It was much more profound than the words said. No, it was too profound. It was so profound that he could not forget it. At this point, Pei Zi Yun was in a daze.
Was this what a scholar was like?
In the previous life, Pei Zi Yun did not understand anything.
The original owner's memories were half-baked.
But at this point, he was like a scholar who had been studying for decades. It was as if he was a string that had been strung together by countless pearls. Combined with the original owner's memories, it was only a dream, but he was able to understand everything without a teacher.
The meaning of the ink, the scriptures, the questions, the poems, and the most important of all, the entire process was imprinted in his mind.
"This is the Plum Blossom Thief? The true use of the Plum Blossom is indeed too powerful. In an instant, he was able to obtain the fruits of decades of hard work. No wonder the original owner and that young master Xie were able to rely on it to rise to power, and even suffer a calamity. "
"But there are also many emotions and emotions that I do not have. Is this a side effect of absorbing the thoughts of the Plum Blossom Thief?" Pei Zi Yun was a rational and decisive person. At this point, he was able to sense this.
"Looks like there is a side effect of stealing the Dao of the Plum Blossom Thief." Pei Zi Yun could not help but think.
…
Snail Village, the next morning
At this point, the sky was just beginning to brighten. A bright star hung in the sky. A youth with sharp eyebrows and a bow strapped to his back arrived at the entrance of the village.
Zhang Dashan was standing guard at the entrance. When he saw someone approaching, he immediately woke up.
Holding the bow, he pulled the arrow and pointed it at the person below the wall. With a trembling voice, he shouted, "You, who are you? What are you doing here?"
Zhang Dashan was initially feeling sleepy, but when he saw a shadow appear, he thought it was a Black Wind Bandit. He woke up with a start. Seeing that there was only one person, he did not ring the alarm. When he got closer, he saw that the person was dressed in animal skin, not green robes, and did not have a black wolf head embroidered on it.
The person walked closer to the door. It was a familiar figure. Just as he was hesitating, he heard the voice shout, "Uncle Dashan, I am Zhang Yun. Mister Zhao has ordered me to return to the village. He wants to find my fellow disciple to discuss the matter of the Imperial Examinations. Hurry and open the door."
"I'm coming, I'm coming. So it's little Yun. You scared your Uncle Dashan. I thought it was the Black Wind Bandit. I was scared to death. "
"Oh? Our village had a mud wall built last year, and these Black Wind Bandits still dare to come and attack us? Aren't they afraid of death? "Zhang Yun frowned and asked.
"Why wouldn't they dare? Two days ago, the Black Wind Bandits came to the village asking for food and women. Somehow, they died in the temple the next day. No one knows who killed them. Now, the entire village is in a state of panic. They are afraid that the Black Wind Bandits will come for revenge and attack the village. "
The young man raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with killing intent. He said coldly, "The village has dozens of village warriors, and even the mud wall. Why should we be afraid of these Black Wind Bandits? As long as we use some tactics, if these Black Wind Bandits dare to come, we will make sure they never return."
When Zhang Dashan heard this, his body trembled. He knew that Hunter Zhang's son was bold, but he didn't expect him to be this bold. Zhang Dashan's body trembled as he looked to his left and right. Seeing that there was no one around, he hurriedly said, "You can't do that. If the Black Wind Bandits hear you, they will come and attack us. You may not be afraid, but we are.
Zhang Dashan was so frightened that he waved his hands frantically.
Don't say this again, don't say it again. "Seeing how weak the village warriors were, Zhang Yun looked down on them. Even with the mud wall, the village did not dare to fight against the bandits. His father was not safe here. Although the village belonged to his clan, it seemed that he should persuade his father and himself to move away. If the bandits came and attacked, the village would be destroyed. Zhang Yun thought to himself.
After entering the village, Zhang Yun walked straight towards his senior brother Pei Zi Yun's house. Both of them lived in the same village, and naturally knew where the houses were located. Along the way, they did not see many people. They walked straight towards his senior brother's house.
At this time, Pei Zi Yun had already woken up. Last night, he had dreamt of writing an essay. However, there were many unfamiliar feelings, and he did not dare to ponder over it.
Today, he woke up with a sense of comfort. It was a feeling that could only be experienced after a good night's sleep. The feeling of unfamiliarity seemed to have disappeared.
"Looks like it's been digested. I'll wake up early today and start writing. Let's see how I'm doing." Once Pei Zi Yun started writing, he could feel his thoughts flowing like a tide. After thinking about it carefully, he started writing. Within a short period of time, he had already written a few essays on the table, stacked on top of each other.
"Although I've gained the essence of the essay, I still need to practice more before I can make up for it. I have a ninety percent chance of passing the imperial examinations and becoming an Elementary Scholar. When that time comes, I can return to the village and the Black Wind bandits will not dare to attack again."
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a knock on the door. It was a familiar voice, "Senior brother, are you awake? Last night, master instructed me to come and fetch senior brother this morning. He said that the road has not been peaceful recently, and the bandits are running rampant. It would be best if your junior brother could protect you. Sorry for disturbing senior brother so early in the morning, I hope senior brother will forgive me. "
Pei Zi Yun stood up and walked to the door. He hurriedly opened the door and saw a young hunter with sharp eyebrows. He was dressed in animal hide, and had a knife at his waist. He carried a bow and arrows on his back. His eyes were filled with killing intent. It was his junior brother.
Zhang Yun walked to the front of the house and saw an oil lamp. He was curious, he did not expect his senior brother to be reading under the lamp. His interest was piqued. He looked into the house and saw that there were several essays on the table. He was curious and walked in. He picked up one of the essays and started reading. It was very insightful, and he couldn't help but praise it, "Very good."
Pei Qian Shi, who was next door, woke up. After a while, she walked out and saw that the lamp was still lit. She took a look and saw a young man with a knife at his waist, reading an essay.
At this point, the young man turned around and saw a woman holding an oil lamp. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings aunty, I am junior brother Zi Yun. We are both disciples of Mister Meng. Today, I was ordered by Mister Meng to invite senior brother to the banquet. It's just that I am an impatient person, and came here early in the morning. I only managed to find a pheasant along the way, I hope aunty will accept it."
Zhang Yun handed over the pheasant in his hands. The pheasant's feathers were bright and beautiful. When Pei Qian Shi held it in her hands, she felt that it was a little heavy. It weighed a few kilograms and she hurriedly declined.
Zhang Yun insisted on giving it to his senior brother as a gift, saying that he had nothing else to offer. He wanted to give the pheasant to Meng Guan before he left. Pei Qian Shi could not refuse and accepted it.
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