An unremarkable outsider had come to the Yao Manor. The Yao Manor, a family of five heroes, had an endless stream of visitors every day, so no one paid much attention to this. However, even though the Yao Family was a newly established noble family in Great Peace City, there were very few true important court officials among the visiting nobles. Forget about Grand Secretary Zhang, there wasn't even a single chief official of the Six Ministries. Today, there was finally an old man who 'broke the rules', carrying a pot of Southern Spring Braised Wine to find someone to drink with, giving the Yao Manor's gatekeeper a fright. Heavens, it was actually the Left Servant of the Ministry, Huan Wen. Grandfather Huan had honored the Yao Manor with his presence. He didn't have time to report to the family head, hurriedly taking the initiative to open the Yi Gate to welcome him. Unexpectedly, the old man had already slipped into the manor from the side. The current court's great scholar of Confucianism, Yao Baifeng, hurriedly brought people to search for that Tantanon. Unexpectedly, he finally found the old man in a pavilion. Inside the pavilion, there was a young scholar from the capital who was currently discussing heroes on the chessboard with Yao Baifeng's di eldest grandson. Bystanders of similar age who had come to the manor not to freeload food or drink, but to rub off on their reputation, formed a circle, very particular about the rules of watching chess without speaking. There was only one old man who couldn't squeeze into the crowd, so he simply stood on a chair in the pavilion, looking down at the stalemate of the chess game from above. He always liked to give out blind pointers. If it was' priceless advice ', then it would be tolerated, but each time he gave out a move, his level of terrible chess skills could be seen at a glance. It was very annoying. As a result, every time he spoke carelessly, countless people would roll their eyes. Yao Baifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He silently leaned against a pillar, not going to disturb Tantanon's leisure and elegance. Beside Grand Master Yao was a young face that was also very unfamiliar to the Yao Manor. This young man also stood on a chair in the corridor, watching the chess game. Grandfather Huan only shot him a glance before continuing to give pointers, teaching Yao Dengfeng where to place his pieces. The Yao Family's di eldest grandson, who had been nagged for half a game, smiled helplessly. He naturally wouldn't follow the drunk old man's words. After he placed a piece on the chessboard, he heard the old man coldly snort and say the words' stupid move '.
It wasn't known who was the first to notice the Imperial College's Left Chancellor sitting in the pavilion and hurriedly greeted him in a clear voice. As a result, no one paid attention to the outcome of the chess game. One by one, they hurriedly bowed respectfully. Most of the scholars in the pavilion came from small families. The reason why they were able to recognize Yao Baifeng was because there was someone who had just entered the Imperial College and had heard this Confucian scholar's lectures from afar. Yao Baifeng smiled and raised his arm to point at the old man standing on the chair who was holding the wine. He smiled warmly and said, "You children, why are you bowing to me? Can't you see that there's a Left Servant She here? His official hat is much higher than mine. Tantanon, don't you think so? "
Huan Wen said angrily, "We're only halfway through the game. Continue, continue. The two of you shouldn't be eunuchs who don't know how to play."
The scholars in the pavilion were all quite shocked and were dumbstruck for a moment. They saw the young man standing beside Tantanon jump down from the chair and pass through the gap in the human wall. He walked towards the chessboard and bent down to pick up a white chess piece. He gently knocked it on a spot and smiled, "The game is over."
He then straightened his body and turned his head to everyone with a smile, "Come, don't just stand there. Let's all pay our respects to Left Servant She. Let's not miss such a great opportunity."
Huan Wen walked down from the long bench and waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it. This Old Man is only a guest today. I don't dare to bear the infamy of a guest bullying the host. If all of you know what's good for you, don't push this old man into the fire pit. Otherwise, if one day I fall into This Old Man's hands, I don't think he'll order all of you to walk seven to eight miles to buy wine. You'll even have to pay for the wine. "
Yao Baifeng let his direct eldest grandson send the group of scholars who felt extremely honored out of the pavilion. There were only three people left. Huan Wen and Yao Baifeng, these two old fellows of the Imperial College's Left Chancellor were sitting opposite each other in the chessboard. The young man who "ended the game" stood behind Yao Baifeng. Huan Wen stared at the chessboard and laughed, "It really ended the game for you. That group of children just now didn't have such chess skills."
Yao Baifeng nodded his head and said, "Sir Huan, this is the Sun Yin that I mentioned to you before. This year's Literary Champion of the imperial examinations will definitely be him."
Huan Wen smiled calmly and said, "Oh, Left Chancellor, you've been thinking about it for so long and you've really gotten what you wanted? You're always dozing off and Beiliang's side handed you a pillow? Do you have any secret? Tell me about it? "
How could Yao Baifeng not hear the "murderous intent" in Tantanon's words? It was obvious that he didn't trust Sun Yin who was born in Beiliang. He frowned. Sun Yin smiled calmly and said, "A long journey tests a horse's strength, and a long time reveals a person's heart."
Huan Wen raised his head and asked calmly, "Oh? What do you mean? "
Sun Yin answered, "I haven't made a name for myself for three years. After I amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, I hope that the province under Old Master Huan will take me in."
Huan Wen continued to talk to himself, "Hmm, not taking part in the imperial examinations for three years is nothing for an ordinary person. After all, even if you take the examinations, you won't be able to make a name for yourself. I heard that you're proficient in the art of making and that you're aiming for the three consecutive titles. This is somewhat rare. Not going to the Imperial College which is close to the water pavilion, not going to the blue-eyed Six Ministries to fish for oil and water, not going to the noble Hanlin Academy to earn reputation, but coming to the low-ranking yamen to sit on the cold bench? A bit interesting. Taking advantage of the fact that there were no outsiders in the pavilion, This Old Man took advantage of the fact that he was drunk to make things clear. Beiliang had Yan Jiexi and the white-eyed wolf Jin Lanting. As the old saying goes, one shouldn't do things more than three times. This Old Man always felt that This Old Man should be an ambitious and ruthless person. Therefore, no matter what you said, he still didn't believe you. As for that old man Yao Baifeng, Huan Wen was very familiar with him. This old man had only interacted with sages in old books all his life. He didn't understand the sinister nature of people's hearts and couldn't recognize a few human skin ghosts. This Old Man was different. He spent most of his life rolling around in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace. You little brat, This Old Man doesn't like you, very much. Therefore, as long as This Old Man is alive, he won't allow you to take the imperial examinations. You can only come to the province under his tutelage and start as a small official. How about it? "
Sun Yin calmly said, "No harm done."
Yao Baifeng was extremely angry. He no longer called Tantanon or Left Servant She Daren and directly called him by his name. "Huan Wen! Don't go too far! "
Grandfather Huan drank a mouthful of wine and squinted his eyes. "What, you want to beat me up? A gentleman uses his mouth and not his fists. Besides, I've already beaten up the Right Chancellor Jin Lanting. If I were to fight with you, the Left Chancellor, where would the Imperial College's face go? "
Yao Baifeng stood up and angrily said, "Sun Yin, don't pay any attention to this scoundrel old man. Let's go and let this guy have his fun."
Huan Wen smiled and said, "Alright, alright, Old Yao, stop acting. Look at you, the Emperor, who isn't worried, the eunuch is. Sun Yin is still as calm as ever. Don't go too far. If it wasn't for our decades of friendship, I wouldn't have come out to be the bad guy. In the end, even if this kid really did get all the members and top scorer in one go, do you think the Imperial Court would dare to use him and Bi Yan would use him? It's not a good thing to become famous too early. Zhao Youling and the others were able to achieve what they had today, not because they had great ability, but because Bi Yan had a big heart. In terms of knowledge, you are naturally good, the Wang Xianzhi of the literary world. But as an official, you can't even compare to the junior Sun Yin. Even though I don't like you, my favorite student who wanted to pass on his legacy, but at least I took the risk of losing my integrity in my later years and became his protective talisman. Once he entered the province, there would be less trouble and he would be able to establish a foothold in Great Peace City. The Imperial Court already has Third Brother Jin, it would be hard for them to make an exception and promote the young people of Beiliang. Also, Sun Yin dared to run into Bi Yan's blade in these few years. Even if he doesn't die, he will at least lose a few layers of skin. If you yell at me again, I'll take back my words and let you kill Sun Yin. How about that? "
Yao Baifeng couldn't say anything.
Huan Wen threw the wine gourd to the Left Chancellor, "Go, personally fill it up for me as your apology."
Yao Baifeng angrily threw the wine gourd back and sat back down.
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