"My benefactor, where are we going next?"
At this time, Lao Mo came over and brought Song Chi back to his senses.
Oops, I was so busy thinking about the girl that I forgot there was a rough guy next to me.
"Let's go into town."
Song Chi looked at the bustling crowd at the city gate in front of him. Most of the people on the road were candidates dressed as scholars.
This year is the year of the imperial examination. In August, the provincial examination, which is held every three years and attracts worldwide attention, will be held.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Jiangzhou County Examination was the most brutal examination for scholars in the Great Zhou Dynasty, even the metropolitan examination held in the capital could not compare to it.
The literary style of the north cannot compare with that of the south, and it has always been like this.
Also, because the current atmosphere is so bad, it is not enough to just have talent and knowledge, you also need a family background and a label.
The label is the Four Gentlemen Society, which represents "good roots and red lineage".
First join a society. If you have excellent talents and a strong background, you can join the literary party and your future prospects will not be bad.
There are still four months to go before the provincial examination, and the academy examination is just two months away. Most candidates have already come to the provincial capital in advance to prepare for the exam, to get inside information, and to make friends.
Even if you fail the exam, you can still expand your network. There is the Nandu Academy in Jiangzhou City, which is the gathering place of the Four Gentlemen. Most of them are children of famous families, or they are talented and knowledgeable. It will be beneficial to get to know them.
People preparing for the provincial examination, people taking the academy examination, people entering the academy to study... this made Jiangzhou City overcrowded with candidates.
Song Chi dressed up as a scholar and was not conspicuous in the crowd. He had some fame in Ning'an Prefecture, but few people knew him when he came to Jiangzhou City. Lao Mo followed him like an attendant.
This is the case for most candidates. After all, those who can arrive in the state capital early are almost all rich children. Which of food, clothing, housing and transportation does not require money?
Song Chi has no shortage of money. Her cousin is the owner of Huarong Pavilion, her cousin is the boss of a gang in Ji County, and there is also Su Mingyue who has been coveting her body for a long time and is eager to give her heart to her. Money is nothing to her.
I helped her launder money and made a lot of money, so it’s not too much to take something from her.
As they walked, Song Chi thought of his recent experiences and asked, "Lao Mo, what can I do to quickly become a martial arts master?"
He thought that everyone's fighting power was about the same, but he didn't expect that there was such a group of martial arts masters. What if the guards couldn't protect him one day?
The scumbag Song Shiwen has already sent people to kill him. If there is a first time, there will be a second time. He always has to rely on himself.
Of course it's impossible to become fat in one bite. Song Chi just asked casually, but he didn't expect Lao Mo to really think about it, "There are ways."
Song Chi was surprised. "Could it be that there really is a technique in this world that can make one a top master after practicing it?"
"What is the technique?"
Lao Mo looked puzzled, as if his benefactor was saying strange things again.
"Go on, I just read too many novels." Song Chi knew that what they called martial arts grading was just a division of strength, just like the rank of officials, and it was not that mysterious.
"It is said that there is a magical creature in the world called the Nine-Death Silkworm."
"Nine-death silkworm?"
"Yes, it originates from the Miao border. It's a poisonous insect that, upon entering the body, can grant the host superhuman strength. It's said that possessing the Nine-Death Silkworm can easily lead to the mastery of martial arts. This ability will rapidly improve over time, with no bottlenecks at all. It's truly a heaven-defying power."
“Is there such a magical thing?”
Song Chi was also surprised when he heard this.
"It's just a rumor. By the way, it's said that a long time ago there was a unified dynasty called the Great Qin. At that time, the emperor of the Great Qin had a Nine-Death Silkworm in his body. It is said that those who have the Nine-Death Silkworm in their bodies can use the power of the Gu to achieve immortality."
"You're getting more and more absurd."
Song Chi asked, "Since those who possess the Nine-Death Silkworm can achieve immortality, why can't the Great Qin Emperor achieve immortality?"
"Maybe he is immortal, and you don't know it?"
At this time, a voice interrupted. Song Chi turned around and saw that there was another person next to him. He overheard the conversation between the two.
He looked to be about twenty years old, with a handsome face and picturesque features.
His skin was as white as snow, as if it had never been weathered. His long black hair was casually tied back with a jade hairpin, fluttering gently in the wind. His eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see into people's hearts.
But in a trance, he looked like a leisurely young man from a rich family.
He wore a moon-white robe made of the finest silk from Jiangzhou, embroidered with delicate cloud patterns. The robe swayed gently with his steps, like clouds drifting through the hem. He wore a gold belt around his waist, from which hung a crystal-clear jade pendant.
Song Chi was shocked. This young man had a good-looking appearance, which was comparable to his.
Before he could say anything, Lao Mo asked directly, "I've heard that the Great Qin Emperor swept across the world, destroyed the eight wildernesses, unified the continent and established a vast empire. Since he could live forever, why couldn't his dynasty live forever, but instead disappeared into the long river of history?"
"The general trend of the world is that long periods of unity will inevitably lead to division, and long periods of division will inevitably lead to unity."
The wealthy young man smiled faintly and said, "Many things are beyond the control of humans. Besides... after a long time, he will get tired of it."
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Song Chi sensed an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes in these words.
"The general trend of the world is that after a long period of unity, there will be division, and after a long period of division, there will be unity. This sentence summarizes the changes in history. There has never been a stable country or a permanent dynasty. Brother, you are a man of great wisdom." Song Chi clasped his fists.
“History rolls forward like a wheel, yet it keeps repeating itself.”
Song Chi understood what he meant and nodded in agreement.
At this point, Lao Mo asked again, "It's rumored that the Great Qin Empire was a prosperous and flourishing era, with many buildings and weapons that were different from today's. But later, because the Great Qin Emperor burned books and buried scholars alive, it disappeared from the scene, and even the history books don't record it. Why is that?"
The rich young man explained, "The burning of books is true, and the burying of scholars is just a rumor spread by later generations. The Qin Emperor offended the scholars, and they used this to ruin his reputation."
"Then why did they burn books, and what books were they burning?" Song Chi asked.
"The books burned were books that shouldn't have appeared in this world. As for why? That's a complicated question, and I can't explain it clearly right now. It's even simpler that they weren't recorded in history books. Someone didn't want them to be recorded."
Song Chi clasped his fists and said, "I am a candidate taking the college entrance examination. I see that you are alone, so why not join us? You can tell us these interesting stories."
"It's been so long ago, I've forgotten about it."
The rich young man sighed, and Old Mo beside him sneered. This guy might be really pretentious. He talked as if he was someone who had experienced it.
"I just happened to overhear your conversation, so I interrupted and said a few words. Please don't be offended."
"No wonder."
Song Chi was about to speak when the wealthy young man looked ahead and said, "We've reached the city gate. Please enter quickly."
"Aren't you joining?"
"I'm not going into town."
Song Chi shook his head: "What a pity, I still want to have a long talk with you."
"We'll meet again."
As the rich young man spoke, his steps were actually moving backwards, getting further and further away from the two of them.
Song Chi asked loudly, "I don't know your name, brother. Could you tell me?"
"My name is Wang Kang, you can also call me...Master Kang."
PS: My eyes were sore when I wrote the last sentence.
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