So, the twelfth day finally passed, and after the last bit of time, the Jixia Academy finally broke through the previous record, and they succeeded in not solving the problem within twelve days.

Although the invigilators had expected it, in the end, they found that their efforts were still in vain, and they still felt great loss and grief in their hearts.

This was considered humiliated and was extremely successful.

I don’t know what genius I found this year, but I actually came up with such a strange problem. No one in the world has seen it. Twelve days later, all the scholars stationed near the capital of Qi did not wait for Jixia.

Unpacking at the Academy.

............

Qingyun is a scholar from Kuching and is now a wealthy family. He is a descendant of the former Jin official Yi family. When the three families divided Jin, they followed the subsequent Wei side and were treated well, although it was not considered

The senior leaders of the Wei State, but basically had a considerable family property in the middle class, and there were also poetry and books.

But he seems a little anxious now.

What happened this year?

In the past, the time for unloading the papers in Jixia Academy was within eight days, and it was even five days when it was almost done, but it was the thirteenth day this year. Not to mention unloading the papers, there was no news at all.

Just like Jixia Academy is not ready this year.

Qingyun was a little worried. Could it be that Jixia Academy is not going to open a palace this year?

This has not happened in previous years. Generally speaking, this will happen when the war is fierce. There seems to be no news of the meeting between the emperors of the Heavens in the Jixia Academy this year, because Qin is fighting with the Three Jins.

Qingyun was worried that Jixia Academy would be affected this year, and at the same time, he was even more worried about his hometown.

"Wei State was defeated... in the Battle of Huayang, Bai Qi beheaded hundreds of thousands of people..."

"How many people will die..."

"More than 40,000 cavalry in Zhao State died... The Yellow River was dyed red, and the soil on both sides of the river bank was covered with meat..."

"The front of Qin State is already...unstop..."

The stationed place was established by Qi State and was specially opened for students from afar. Every day Qingyun passed by the corridor, he would hear these disturbing discussions, including people from the same place as the Three Jins, who were frowning.

While waiting for the opening of the school to open the palace, I was extremely worried about the war in my hometown.

Qin is here again.

This is really bad news.

Qingyun began to become irritable.

His eyes moved around and suddenly he saw a thin figure.

A young boy about fourteen years old.

The student who also came to take the exam also, but his clothes were very old and didn't look like a poor family. The bamboo in his hand was deeply wrapped in sheepskin, and some exposed ones looked damaged.

Qingjun frowned.

Such students are probably ordinary students taught by others, that is, ordinary people are preparing to come to the academy to get the qualification to enter the Holy Sect.

There are many such people, but Qingyun actually doesn't like them.

Common people are common people, and some classes are not as easy as they think.

But Qingyun could not deny that there were indeed some people who reached the sky in one step through the Jixia Academy.

The Academy did not say that they would not be accepted.

But Qingyun felt that this was not good, and the common people did not understand ethics, which would inevitably disrupt the atmosphere of the school.

His head was tilted.

Someone came again not far away. It was a young man, wrapped in a robe and led a hard-working pack horse. There was a little girl next to the horse, also wrapped in a robe, looking dusty.

Qingjun saw the young man's waist hanging on his waist, and the belt was made of topaz.

He felt a little stern and looked at the little girl again.

The little girl has no identity.

The two of them arrived at the station site and took out a peach blossom sign in front of the postmaster.

Qingjun immediately stared at him, unable to look away.

It was not until the two men left that Qingyun suddenly came back to her senses, and then she felt a little lost, but she envied the little girl.

"The recommended quota for the scholars of Jixia Academy... How much ancestral shade has this been borne by."

Qingyun sighed, she didn't have such luck.

Not far away from him, the young man in ancient clothes he had seen before also watched the girl leave with envious eyes.

The young man was Sima, and the little girl was Xiao Shu.

.............

"Why haven't the rolls been unloaded yet?"

It was another three days, and there was still no movement in the Jixia Academy.

"It's been sixteen days, and I guess the Imperial Academy will release the results. How about Jixia Academy..."

The students have become very anxious. They can't hear the miscellaneous talks from the previous few days. The rest are basically talking about why the Jixia Academy did not open a palace. Most of them are speculation and consideration.

Impossible.

"No, I can't wait!"

A scholar stood up and his face was pale.

"A few days ago, I heard about the war situation in my hometown and said that the Qin army had already reached our gathering. I was waiting for the school to open the book and had not returned yet. I couldn't wait anymore. If the school had not let it go, I would not let it go.

Volume, I...I...I'm afraid I can't even restrain my family's corpses!"

"How can you do this? You won't be a son of man!"

This is a scholar from South Korea. The main target of Qin's attack this time is South Korea.

We must take South Korea into our hands as a bridgehead and a springboard for war in the South China World.

You can imagine the anxiety of Korean scholars. Every day, staying in Jixia Academy for a moment will make you feel more torment.

One end is ideal, the other end is reality.

There are other Korean scholars here, they are also very impatient, but many are still waiting.

But this one obviously can't wait.

"If it weren't for Qin... it really won't work, let's make peace with Qin..."

"When fighting with the Qin army, we are here to grab the land. If you make peace, Qin will have a springboard. At that time, the other five countries will join forces. Will our South Korea still think about a good life?"

"Where are you from the Shizong? Do you don't understand the principle of losing your lips and cold teeth? The destruction of Yu State back then..."

"I understand, but the monarch... may not understand."

This sentence is meaningful, but it is also due to the situation.

So the Korean scholar did not stay.

This is a regret and the right choice. Everyone has their own direction. The examinations in the academy can be fought again next year, but the corpses of relatives cannot be collected again next year.

His departure seemed to be a beginning, and many people followed his footsteps and left in a turbulent manner.

On the seventeenth day.

The Jixia Academy Palace has opened.

Qingyun's tightly frown suddenly relaxed.

He strode forward and prepared to get the distributed file, but a thin figure followed him. He turned his head and saw that it was the old-fashioned common school student.

But at this moment, he suddenly stared at him.

He saw the clothes of the common student, and there was a sharp black behind the old collar that he opened.

Qingyun suddenly thought of something and felt extremely dazzling. He went forward and patted the boy on the shoulder. The latter turned around, but Qingyun lifted up the white-collar worker.

"you!"

His expression was a little distorted in an instant.

"Qing Yao, Hei Yan! You guy... dressed in white, it turns out that you are not from the Southern world, you are from Qin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, countless scholars who were still immersed in the opening of the school palace immediately turned their heads and looked at them.

Qingyun grabbed the boy's clothes and his eyes were bloodshot. The boy from Qin was full of fear and didn't know where to put his hands, but just held the broken bamboo slips in his hand tightly.

"I...I'm just here to take the exam..."

The young man in Qin was so scared that he couldn't help himself: "I...I have no malice, really..."

Qingyun pulled him hard and threw him to the ground with all his strength.
Chapter completed!