I am the leader of the capital

The long-haired Yun Musheng only saw the girl write: "As long as you talk, you will be caught and leaked."

Yun Musheng took the pen and wrote on the side: "You mean I am talking to you now, someone can capture my voice and know what I said?"

There were two words on a piece of paper, Yun Bailing's words were shit in Yun Qianyu's description, and Yun Musheng's words were even worse than shit.

"But this is Shuiyuntian, and there are our people around." Yun Musheng thought that there was nothing important to say, so he didn't write, and said it directly.

Yun Bailing continued to write on the paper: "It's useless to have a master. At a relatively short distance, even if the lady's cultivation is deliberately shielded, it can't avoid my eavesdropping. The lady said that Bailing Tianyin is the biggest secret of the villa. , cannot be leaked out.”

Yun Musheng was shocked. He had never thought about this problem. No wonder sometimes Yun Qianyu and Yun Yazhi stayed in the room without making a sound, and then Yun Yazhi suddenly said the last sentence, did you understand? Listen to secrets, so communicate in another way.

Yun Musheng took a pen and wrote: "How far can an expert listen? Does that mean that in the future, all secrets will be solved by writing and gesturing?"

"I can catch the eavesdroppers when I have achieved great success in Bailing Tianyin." After writing on the paper, Yun Bailing said directly: "I said something to you, then you can stand in front of me and listen You can hear it when you stand at the door, but basically you can’t hear it when you stand at the gate, which means that the sound will not disappear suddenly, it will only gradually disappear, but it will never disappear completely.”

Yun Musheng had a clear expression on his face, and then asked curiously: "Then why do you have to be yelled at when you eat on weekdays? Shouldn't you hear it directly? You can hear other people's whispers, right?"

"Are you kidding me? Every time I perform a cast, sounds from far away will enter my ears. All kinds of noises, even the rolling sound of the wind blowing through the sand will drill into my brain. Every time I cast I feel like my ears are going to explode." Yun Bailing looked at the idiot's expression, took the pen and wrote in a leisurely manner.

The young man suddenly realized, Yun Bailing continued to write: "I know many things, I know what I hate to know."

Yun Musheng nodded. He knew who the annoying ghost Yun Bailing was talking about was Qianqian when he was happy, Xiao Qianqian when he was swollen, and annoying ghost when he was angry.

Zhao Fujin woke up early today. He was going to get a certificate from the Ministry of Rites in charge of the scientific examination, and then borrowed books from Dongxu with this certificate. When he went downstairs, the old man who called himself the wonderful old man was still lying on the chair. Didn't go back to the room, just sat there all night.

"Boy, please help me find out about the Thousand Feathers Excalibur." The fat old man raised his head slightly and watched the young man walk out the door.

"Understood." Zhao Fujin went out, looked at the little donkey, and finally chose to walk on two legs, mainly because he was unfamiliar with the place, so as not to lose the little donkey again.

A lot of people came to stay last night. Zhao Fujin thought for a day why there was only one guest in the small inn before he knew the answer. It turned out that most of the people received by this small inn were people who could not catch up with the city at night, and these people left at dawn.

Zhao Fujin also knew why Sun Qimiao was talking about the Thousand-Feather Excalibur. Many people who stayed at the hotel last night were talking about the Thousand-Feather Excalibur, and they also said that Sun Qimiao was fooling around. It has never been reliable in these years
As soon as a middle-aged man made such a statement, almost everyone in the inn agreed. The only ones who did not express their views were the shopkeeper and Zhao Fujin who lived in early.

Listening to the words of the group of people and combined with the shopkeeper's expression, anyone who is not a fool can guess that the unreliable words of this group of people are talking about the fat old man next to him. After a few sentences, it was clear that the seemingly half-dead shopkeeper was a master, and he was probably able to kill this group of insulting people.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper just smiled disdainfully, obviously he didn't take the words of this group of people to heart, and told Zhao Fujin that these people were cheated from one magic stick to another magic stick, and there is no one in this world except Champion Hou To be able to learn the Thousand Feathers Excalibur, if he had heard of it long ago, he would be another liar.

Seeing the old man frankly admitting that he had lied to the public, Zhao Fujin didn't know whether to praise the old man for his frankness or call him shameless, but the old man started to pay attention after hearing that the woman who performed the sword technique was from Xueyu Villa. The Mahayana master Zhou Nu appeared, and the old man's face became solemn for the first time, because Zhou Nu would not appear easily, and also because the Thousand Feather Excalibur was his greatest natural enemy of the Cowhide Man.

That's why the old man asked Zhao Fujin to inquire while he was out on errands. Obviously, he would not act unless more news reached his ears.

Zhao Fujin took the map he took from the old man, followed the instructions above and walked into many dead-end alleys. Looking at the yellowed paper, Zhao Fujin suspected that this map must have been around for many years, and all changes in the capital in the following years have not been recorded. Go in, all he bumps around.

But fortunately, even though he has been on the wrong road many times, the signs of various departments are still accurate. After spending a lot of time, Zhao Fujin still came to the Ministry of Rites in the capital.

In the past few days, the Ministry of Rites has received many Chunwei personnel from all over the world. Zhao Fujin is obviously not the first one. Scholars from all over the world have obtained various official documents from the Ministry of Rites. In addition to the necessary official documents, the Ministry of Rites also provides free maps of the capital to help newcomers. Students from other places are familiar with the capital.

Hearing that this ordinary-looking young man is the well-known commoner talent Zhao Fujin, countless officials of the Ministry of Rites who are already very kind are even more kind. How many of them even proposed that they still have spare rooms in their homes after knowing the poverty of the commoner talent? You can live there.

Zhao Fujin thanked them one by one and declined, saying bluntly that he had already found an inn. Hearing that Zhao Fujin lived in the dilapidated Nawenlai Inn, many officials showed more respect on their faces.

The officials in charge of entertaining students from all over the world kindly told Zhao Fujin that as long as he survived, he could bid farewell to these sufferings. In the end, he wrote on the back of his map that he was Tian Shelang, and he went to the Tianzitang to encourage him.

Holding the official documents prepared by the Ministry of Rites, Zhao Fujin walked into Dongxu according to the map. After showing a bunch of documents, he was respected by many people again. The most respected people in Dongxu will never be Xue Chichi and Zhang Mingyu. A bunch of incompetent second-generation ancestors, but people like Ning Xiaoxi who are born ordinary but can actively study.

In the East Preface, Zhao Fujin saw a spectacle, a girl dressed in pink, who looked quite gentle, chased a group of teenagers and beat them violently.

In the memories of Zhao Fujin's years of studying, the girls in the capital always smile without showing their teeth, walk with willows and wind, and are proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, but what is the situation?It is even tougher than the little girl dolls in the village.

Maybe because she sensed that someone was watching her, the girl who was chasing the boy suddenly turned her head, and said abruptly, "What are you looking at? I'll beat you together."

Knowing that he couldn't offend such a girl, Zhao Fujin apologized.

The one who hit was naturally Xue Chichi. The girl saw Zhao Fujin, who seemed to be quiet and quiet, and was completely different from the gang of mean-spirited boys she beat, so she didn't pursue the matter any further, she waved her hand to indicate that she didn't care, and left.

Walking on the main road of Dongxu, Zhao Fujin's heart was full of ups and downs. He finally came to this holy place in the eyes of countless scholars. The phrase "Even if the winter solstice is severe, the poor will never be cold" that he heard since childhood inspired countless poor scholars like him.

The great emperor fought in the world, but the warriors on horseback could respect the literati so much that it made countless people cry. When countless literati heard this sentence, they felt that if the emperor was still alive, they would follow him to the death.

Zhao Fujin was not in a hurry to go to the library to read. There was an inexplicable belief in his heart that drove him to walk through every road in the Eastern Preface. After a circle, he saw the girl again. The girl was as lively as an ant on a summer night. Grasshopper, always so lively.

At this time, the girl chased after a young man and shouted: "Lin Xianyu, Lin Xianyu, have you finished writing for me?"

Na Qing turned around, spoke to the girl with a gentle face, then took out a few pages of paper from her sleeve and handed them to the girl, the girl patted the young man on the shoulder contentedly and ran away.

Zhao Fujin wondered why this person is called Lin Xianyu, is it another nickname given by that naughty girl? Just looking at him, he found a very strange thing, many students of Dongxu Academy would call that young man to thing.

Different from the several sheets of papers of that lively girl, the young man called Lin Xianyu handed others only one piece of paper, or torn it in the middle and then shared one piece of paper between two people.

Zhao Fujin couldn't help but wonder what kind of paper provoked so many students to ask for it. Although these boys and girls were not wearing student clothes, Zhao Fujin still believed that they were Dongxu's students, because the temperament of this group of people didn't seem to be here to participate. Chunwei's students, apart from being born as officials' children, should not be qualified to enter the gate of Dongxu.

Zhao Fujin also discovered a strange phenomenon. If the group of teenagers who were chased and beaten by that girl called that young man Lin Jingxun, the young man would be indifferent. If they called Lin Xianyu, the young man would turn his head with a smile, and the speaker would be You can get one or half a sheet of paper.

Zhao Fujin thought about this strange scene for a long time and couldn't figure out why, why this simple-looking young man had an aura of nobility, and also couldn't figure out why this young man liked to be called Lin Xianyu instead of the nice name Lin Jingxun.

So when there were few people, Zhao Fujin couldn't help walking over. After adjusting his clothes, he looked at the quiet and calm young man, cupped his hands and said, "I've met this brother, Zhao Fujin."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then straightened his clothes, clasped his fists slightly and saluted back: "I met my virtuous brother in Xialin Xianyue."