With system support: What's wrong with clicking like crazy?

When Feng Qingjiu returned to the capital, seeing that it was still early, he went to a teahouse to drink tea and listen to stories.

"Waiter, please give me some snacks." Feng Qingjiu said.

The waiter nodded: "Okay, Miss, please wait a moment."

At this moment, the storyteller was saying that she was the Fairy of Flowers, who came down to earth to experience trials and tribulations.

These storytellers are really interesting. The last time I came to listen, it was about the Lady of the Nine Heavens, and now it’s the Fairy of Flowers.

"Look, is that the Crown Princess?" Several people at the next table looked at Feng Qingjiu and discussed in a low voice.

"Yes, it's the Grand Princess. Apart from the Grand Princess, who else in the entire Tiansheng has such a beautiful face?"

"The princess is the person I admire the most." A teenager said, and immediately walked towards Feng Qingjiu's table.

"thump"

Feng Qingjiu was listening intently, and was startled by the sudden sound of someone kneeling down.

What does this boy want to do?

The young man's eyes sparkled, he cupped his hands, and said in a very loud voice: "My great princess, I am Wang Ke, and I am here to take part in this year's autumn examination. I have written a few poems, and I would like to ask you for your advice."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people who were listening to the story on the first floor all craned their necks to look towards the table on the second floor where Feng Qing wine was sitting.

"What, the princess is here?"

"It's really the princess." Someone on the first floor shouted.

With a loud "bang", everyone started running towards the second floor.

"Come on, come on, I've also written a few articles and have always wanted the Grand Princess to give me some pointers!"

"Me too, me too."

Looking at the crowd of people coming towards him, Feng Qingjiu was stunned for a moment.

System: [Host, it seems that you are really famous. ]

Soon, Feng Qingjiu was surrounded.

"My Queen, this is a poem I wrote. Please give me some advice."

"My Queen, this is my article...!"

“Grand Princess…!”

“Grand Princess…!”

Feng Qingjiu suddenly felt his head buzzing.

"Everyone, everyone...! Actually, I don't understand what the article is. I can't read your stuff."

But there were too many people and no one could hear Feng Qingjiu's voice.

Because of the crowds inside, the outermost guardrail of the teahouse was about to collapse.

With a "crack", the guardrail broke.

"Ah...!" A student fell directly down along the guardrail.

Feng Qingjiu quickly stood up, leaped, caught the student, and finally landed steadily.

"Are you OK!"

The student still had a look of fear on his face: "Princess, I am fine."

"Thank you, Princess, for saving my life."

Feng Qingjiu smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

"My Lady, ever since I read your poem, I have been worshipping you." The student knelt down, took out the article in his arms, and said respectfully, "Please give me some advice, Lady."

Looking at the student's sincere eyes, Feng Qingjiu took the article from his hand.

After a while!

Feng Qingjiu was deeply shocked. The people in ancient times were really great in literature.

Every word and sentence in the article were strung together like pearls, causing ripples in Feng Qingjiu's heart.

In particular, his unique exposition of the philosophy of governing the country and his deep sympathy for the sufferings of the people made Feng Qingjiu feel indescribably shocked and gratified.

That’s awesome!

In this year's autumn examination, Feng Qingjiu found it unreasonable that this person did not make it into the top three.

This article, titled "On Governing the Country," is filled with the young talent's deep concern and unique insights into the country's future.

It is not bound by the clichés of traditional Confucian classics, but skillfully combines a profound analysis of current affairs with innovative personal insights. It has both the broad mind of "worrying about the world before worrying about oneself, and being happy after the world is happy about oneself", and the courage of "reforming the law and striving for self-strengthening".

The wisdom and passion revealed in the text are like a sharp sword pointing directly at the current ills, and like a spring breeze blowing away the dullness and laziness in the court.

Seeing that Feng Qingjiu didn't speak for a long time, the student nervously poked his little hand and said with some inferiority: "Grand Princess, is it because my writing is too bad...?"

If this is still bad, then there is nothing good in the world.

Feng Qingjiu shook his head and smiled: "You write very well, what's your name?"

Hearing the praise from his idol, the student's expression of disappointment suddenly brightened up: "In reply to the Grand Princess, I am Wang Yu."

"Wang Yu, you are amazing! This article is the best I have ever seen." Feng Qingjiu said.

We can recommend this person to the emperor. He is a pillar of talent and will be of great use if he stays in the court.

"Thank you, Princess." Wang Yu knelt down and saluted.

"Do your best in this autumn examination. I have confidence in you." Feng Qingjiu patted his shoulder.

Wang Yu's eyes were firm: "Yes, Princess."

"Princess, please take a look at mine." The students on the second floor began to rush down again.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingjiu slipped away in a flash.

When they were quite far away from the teahouse, Feng Qingjiu stopped and put his hands on his waist:

"Oh my god, it looks like I'll need to disguise myself next time I go out."

System: [You can only blame yourself for being too good. ]

Feng Qingjiu: [Is it my fault that I am too good? ]

"But to be honest, the essay that Wang Yu just wrote is really good. I can guarantee that he will be admitted to the imperial examination this autumn."

The system also nodded in agreement: [Not bad indeed. ]

"Are you tired from running? Do you want some water?" Suddenly a kettle appeared in front of him.

Feng Qingjiu rolled his eyes at the owner of the kettle and said, "If you take it and don't drink it, I'm afraid you'll poison it."

Feng Qingjiu walked forward after he finished speaking.

"What you said, how could I poison you?" Mu Yunze said and took a sip.

"Look, I drink it myself."

"No, brother, why are you still haunting me?" Feng Qingjiu said with some impatience.

"You're really annoying."

I'm really fed up. How come I can run into this pervert everywhere?

Mu Yunze said with a playful smile: "You are the first person who said that you hate me."

"Tell me! What else do you want from me?" Feng Qingjiu crossed his arms over his chest.

Mu Yunze touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "Well, didn't you say that Ye Xiumo's poison was cured?"

"Why didn't I see him with you when you went out these days?"

Feng Qingjiu rolled his eyes: "I don't know."

"What? You don't know, how is that possible?" Mu Yunze continued, "Hasn't he always been with you?"

"Ah, I see."

"Maybe the poison in his body has been resolved, and he no longer likes you."

"That's what I told you! You're not his type at all. You were just being stupid before..."

Feng Qingjiu clenched his fists: "Mu Yunze, do you believe that I can kill you with one punch?"

"roll……!"

"You're angry because of shame. I was right." After saying this, Mu Yunze ran away in time before Feng Qingjiu's fist came over.

Feng Qingjiu closed his eyes and took a deep breath!