Chapter 97 (1/2)

Fang Yun nodded and said, ”I also know this person's talent name. When the scholar passed the second mountain, after passing the examination, he not only passed the third mountain and won the Wenxin, but also passed the fourth mountain and stopped in front of the fifth mountain. I'm afraid he won the Wenxin of Chinese quality.”

Zhao Zhuzhen said anxiously, ”if he has only one Wenxin, I don't worry too much. I suspect that his semi Saint mentor let him go to other holy places and get a second Wenxin after taking him around the world. In that case, he will be too difficult to deal with.”

”You have two literary hearts?” Fang Yun was very surprised.

”Others can't do it, but the four talents can certainly do it, and some talents of the semi holy family can do it. However, don't care too much. After you become a scholar, you can certainly get a literary heart when you enter the book mountain for the second time.”

Fang Yun nodded and didn't speak. He didn't know how the book tested people in the mountain. He was very uneasy.

After discussing with the others, Qian Ju came over and said, ”Fang Shuangjia, we have agreed. You are in the final battle. Now you are going to go to Zhouzhu in the river to prepare for the dragon boat race.”

”OK, let's go together.”

Zhao Zhuzhen said, ”let's go to the painted boat below. We can see it clearly there.”

Fang Yun took Yang Yuhuan's hand and went downstairs, left Yuhe building and walked to the place where the boat stopped on the Bank of the river.

Along the way, there were voices of selling things everywhere. It was very noisy. Zhao Zhuzhen saw that Yang Yuhuan had nothing, so he bought Yang Yuhuan colored thread wrapped around his wrist and some cheap trinkets. Yang Yuhuan thanked him one by one.

There are many big girls and little daughters-in-law who don't go out on weekdays, and there is fragrance everywhere. They crowded all the way to the shore. Yang Yuhuan and Zhao Zhuzhen showed fine sweat on their foreheads and took out handkerchiefs to wipe them gently.

Pulling aside the fallen willow branches, the people came to the wharf on the bank. Fang Yun and others took a boat to the sandbar in the river, while Zhao Zhuzhen, Yang Yuhuan and nu got on the boat and stood beside the boat watching Fang Yun's boat sail to the sandbar.

”Whining!” the slave shouted in Yang Yuhuan's arms and waved his small claws to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun turned back and waved to the slave. As a result, the slave jumped out of Yang Yuhuan's arms, jumped into the river and swam to Fang Yun's boat at a very fast speed.

Fang Yun couldn't laugh or cry. When the slave approached, he picked it up.

Nu Nu immediately shook her body violently, and the water splashed everywhere, causing the people on the ship to escape with a smile.

”Why are you here?” Fang Yun asked.

Nu Nu looked at Fang Yun suspiciously and pointed to Fang Yun's hand, as if to say that you didn't wave to me?

”You! Forget it, just stay here.” Fang Yun said.

The ship stopped on the sandbar, and many people had stood on it. People who knew each other said hello in a hurry, and they were all in a hurry.

Fang Yun glanced at the crowd and finally found that one person was very strange.

The man was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a white loose robe and his black jade hair was scattered behind him. Unlike a polite scholar, he was like a prodigal son. His eyes were so empty that they reflected the world, but there was no one.

It seems that everyone in this world is not worth seeing.

The man suddenly blinked, slowly turned his head to Fang Yun, looked at Fang Yun seriously, then slowly turned his head and continued to look at the sky.

Fang Yun felt that this man was really strange. He was clearly looking at himself, but his eyes were very empty, as if he had gone through himself to see that very distant place.

Fang Yun ignored the man and looked around. There were five dragon boats. The outside of each dragon boat was painted like a yellow dragon. The boat was narrow, almost two feet long, and could seat more than a dozen people.

There is a raised faucet in front of each dragon boat, and the neck of the faucet is numbered.

Qian Ju took Fang Yun and others to the No. 2 dragon boat.

Behind the dragon boat's dragon head was a big drum with a flag on it. Qian held up a humanitarian: ”we don't need to beat the drum. We will invite a young man to beat the drum to strengthen our prestige, which is also a custom handed down from the previous dragon boat race. We just need to sit in the boat and write poems. The more talent we attract, the faster the boat is. Look at the black tile tall building, where the magistrate and Yuan Jun are.”

Fang Yun looked there and saw many officials standing upstairs looking here. Fang Yun only knew Feng Zimo, the king of the Fuwen academy, the general Dinghai who escorted him, and uncle Fang Shouye. No one else knew him. Li Wenying was not there.

Fang Shouye was informal and waved to Fang Yun, who bowed back.

The strong man in charge of drumming walked to the bow of the boat with a red flag. After tying the red flag, he stood with drumsticks in both hands, as did the other four dragon boats.