Chapter 83: Cutting Down a Mountain in Front of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, Is Haoran Playing Like This?

When your mind enters the realm of transcendence, your mind is completely different from before, and your perception of the surrounding environment has been greatly improved.

Huang Xian, the head of the black yamen, had not been seen for many days. Now he came in a hurry, restless and with a worried look on his face, which made Anle's heart tremble slightly.

As the person who introduced him to the Lin Mansion to become a painter, Huang Captou was considered a favor to him. If anything happened, Anle would naturally help him.

Before continuing to practice, Anle stood up. The ink pool lying on his knees fell into his waist, and the green mountains also swept over and pinned it to his waist.

Huang Captou stepped into the courtyard and saw peace and happiness at the first sight.

The warm spring sun hangs high in the sky, pouring light golden sunshine. It is draped on the young man in white, like a hazy golden light steaming up, and the hair falling comfortably on the shoulders is scattered. The loose sleeves of the robe are swaying with the spring breeze, like a walk through the Tianmen. The next one was banished to immortality.

The waist is straight, like a green bamboo carrying through a sudden rainstorm, and there should be an aura of purity and purity around the body that is as bright as the scorching sun.

How could such a person commit fraud?

Huang Xian obviously didn't believe it, but Xu Shun, who was in prison, insisted that he was friends with Anle because of Liu Yue. He didn't say whether Anle was cheating, and just gave him an ambiguous attitude.

It is obvious that he wants to drag An Le into trouble, and use An Le's reputation or the power behind it to ease the punishment.

Huang Xian's originally anxious mood calmed down after seeing An Le.

He had a knife on his waist and was wearing official uniform. He cupped his fists and said, "Mr. An, something happened."

Anle was not surprised, and chuckled: "Huang Captou, don't be anxious, tell me slowly, what happened?"

"There is someone cheating in Chunwei today, and it is making a big fuss. The man said in prison that he has an old relationship with you. Prime Minister Qin thought that you were suspected, so he ordered you to be arrested and interrogated. He ordered the practitioners from Dali Temple and Hei Ya to be there. On the way."

Huang Xian clasped his fists, his face solemn, and his worry was undisguised.

Although he did not believe that Anle would commit fraud in the imperial examination, the matter was very involved, and anything related to fraud was not a trivial matter.

Although An Le has not been identified, if An Le is really captured and sent to the Black Ya Prison, it will definitely attract gossip, especially the literati's mouth, which can make up thousands of versions to add insult to injury.

Although Anle was surprised when he heard this, there was no big panic on his face. Instead, he was a little calm: "Those who are clean will be clean themselves. Don't be anxious, Huang Captou. Please tell me in detail."

"The specific story of what happened, and what are the details."

Anle smiled, his smile was like a warm spring breeze, which made Huang Xianxin calm down.

Huang Xian began to tell the whole story in detail.

There were already heavy footsteps in Taimiao Alley, and the majestic energy and blood surged towards the courtyard.

Anle nodded slightly after hearing this, and became clearer about the specific matters of this case.

Xu Shun's fraud implicated Liu Yue, and Liu Yue's friendship with him also implicated him. In other words, the main purpose of the reports by the Confucian scholars on the Wenqu List was because of him.

This matter was not directed at him by Prime Minister Qin, and Anle did not think that Prime Minister Qin, as the person in charge of the spring palace affairs, would specifically target him with such a major event, but after the incident, Prime Minister Qin's office must have contributed to it.

The courtyard soon became lively, and several figures wearing Dali Temple official uniforms appeared, with knives and shackles on their waists. Their auras were as strong as a rainbow. The leader's aura was even stronger, and he had actually crossed the five realms.

The An family became famous in Lin'an Mansion, and even before the Spring Festival, they defeated Wang Qinhe of the Duke's Mansion on the West Lake on a rainy night.

Now he is involved in the imperial examination fraud case and is involved in the turmoil between Lin Mansion and Qin Prime Minister's Mansion, so all parties attach great importance to this.

Dali Temple, the Criminal Division and the Black Yamen all sent people from the three parties.

"Master An, I am Cao Fu, the young minister of Dali Temple."

The leader, a practitioner who has broken through the five realms, bows towards An Le and declares his identity.

An Le bowed in return.

On the other side, the officials from the Black Yamen and the Criminal Division all saluted.

For people of An Le's status, the etiquette is naturally thorough and not as rude as it is to Xu Shun and Liu Yue.

Of course, it is also because Anle's own cultivation is not weak, and he is deeply involved with the Lin Mansion. Ling holds the Little Holy Order, and his status is different.

"Prime Minister Qin is conducting a thorough investigation into the Chunwei fraud case. In the past few days, Prime Minister Qin has ordered people to review the papers. Three of them have given an extremely remote test question. Gu believes that these three people are suspected of fraud. One of them is Mr. An, so he came here to pay his respects. Young Master, I will go to the Heiya Mansion and find out if Young Master An has not committed any fraud, he will be clean."

Cao Fu, the young minister of Dali Temple, said solemnly.

On the side, Huang Xian's whole body tensed up. What should come will eventually come. Once he enters the Black Yamen Mansion, as a detective in the Black Yamen Mansion, he knows very well how much punishment he will suffer in it.

If he even talks about the entanglement between Anle and Lin Mansion, Prime Minister Qin's Mansion will definitely add insult to injury.

Once he is imprisoned, even if he is sure that he did not commit fraud, Anle will still have to shed a layer of his skin and suffer some torture.

Anle listened to Cao Fu's words, thought about it, but shook his head: "I am innocent, so I will not go to the black government office."

As soon as these words came out, the originally gentle atmosphere suddenly became tense. Cao Fu, the young minister of Dali Temple, frowned, and the energy and blood that transcended the five realms burst out from his body, venting the oppression like a mountain.

In the face of those who resist arrest and uncooperative suspects, he can use his cultivation skills at will.

But Anle, who possesses the path fruit of [Fearless Mind], is as calm as water in the face of such oppression and momentum, with his white clothes and wide sleeves flying, indifferent.

"Mr. An, I am handling a case. Mr. An, please don't hinder me from handling the case."

Cao Fu said solemnly.

A knife on his waist clanged, and a majestic pressure spread from it, blending into Cao Fu's blood and qi, making the blood and qi mountains more majestic.

This sword is one of the magic weapons of the Dali Temple. The name of the sword is to capture thieves. It is a third-grade magic weapon with the power of capturing thieves. If there are offenders, they will definitely feel depressed, their minds will be weakened, and their spirits will be frightened under this sword.

However, facing the aura of the sword of capturing thieves, Anle is still calm.

There is even a surge of sword energy from his body, as bright as the sun, hanging high in the sky, shining on the world, expelling all filth and demons, the wide sleeves of the white clothes fluttering, and the sword energy humming, Cao Fu's blood and qi combined with the power of capturing thieves were actually cut into pieces!

It was unable to oppress Anle's body at all.

Cao Fu's eyes shrank slightly, feeling a little incredible.

What kind of power is this? Wenqu Haoran?

But it doesn't look like it, but it looks like a sword energy, upright and incorruptible, cutting off the filthy and dark sword energy!

The tense atmosphere made Huang Xian's heart rise to his throat. If Anle resisted arrest, things would really get more and more chaotic.

Facing the strong aura of Cao Fu rising up and melting the oppression released by the thief-catching knife, Anle put his palm on the green mountain on his waist, and the great sword energy rose up, cutting off the injustice and oppression.

Looking at Cao Fu, Anle said: "Lord Cao, there is actually no need to go to this black office. In fact, I think there is a place that can be better to go."

After speaking, Anle straightened his waist, stepped out, passed by Cao Fu's side, passed through the black office and the Dali Temple officials, left the yard, and headed towards Qingbo Street.

Cao Fu put on the thief-catching knife, turned around and looked at the proud back of the young man in white clothes, his face was much more relaxed.

In fact, when the boy's body was filled with a seemingly awe-inspiring power, and he was not afraid of the overwhelming power of his sword, Cao Fu believed that the boy could not cheat.

If he cheated, his heart would be dark, how could he have such a bright and righteous power?

Cao Fu did not insist on putting shackles on the boy, and just followed the boy out of the yard and out of Taimiao Lane.

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Quiet street, Lin Mansion.

The waterside pavilion is quiet, and the sparkling pond is rippling, reflecting the fragmented light of the sunny day like a lake.

In the main hall, the spring breeze is blowing through the hall. Madam Hua is wearing a black gauze long skirt, lying on the couch, reading, and Xi Xiang is standing quietly on the side, waiting silently.

Suddenly, outside the waterside pavilion, two figures are running quickly.

Lin Qingyin is holding up her skirt and running quickly. Lin Zhuifeng is dressed in a tight suit, with a fire stick on his waist, and running quickly.

The two girls both had worried expressions on their faces.

After entering the waterside pavilion and seeing Madam Hua, Lin Zhuifeng shouted from afar: "Madam, it's not good, go and save Mr. An!"

Lin Qingyin's eyes were full of worry, looking at the elegant figure who had closed the book and stood up from the couch: "The cheating in the imperial examination involves the teacher. Now Prime Minister Qin has contacted the Dali Temple and the Black Court and is about to arrest the teacher!"

Madam Hua heard this and raised her willow-like eyebrows slightly.

She figured out the whole story in an instant.

But she didn't look too nervous or worried, because she knew very well that An Le couldn't cheat in the Spring Examination.

With Haoran in his body and the sword energy of Qingshan, who dared to say that he cheated?

However, when An Le Haoran was melting the sword energy that day, Zhao Huangting's powerful sword energy covered his aura, so most practitioners in Lin'an Prefecture could not know that the young man had melted Haoran.

But Madam Hua knew it.

Those who have obtained Haoran are naturally upright, how could they do anything to cheat?

Moreover, Madam Hua guessed that Qin Lishi probably didn't think Anle would cheat, but he still issued an investigation order, in order to put Anle in the Black Court Prison, which is said to be a prison where the seventh-level cultivators will lose a layer of skin to grind Anle's extraordinary spirit.

Qin Lishi was naturally unhappy that such a young man was on good terms with the Lin family.

Madam Hua sighed lightly. After all, she was involved in the storm because of the Lin family. Although it was only on the edge of the storm, it was also a disaster.

"Xi Xiang, prepare the car."

Xi Xiang, who was standing quietly, bowed when she heard the words.

"Yes."

That day, all the dignitaries in Lin'an moved.

A luxurious carriage drove away from the front of the Lin Mansion and went to Qingbo Street.

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Somehow, the news of the imperial examination cheating case suddenly spread all over the sky.

The court did not publicize it, but the news spread like wildfire.

The brothels, the flower boats on the West Lake, and the private rooms in the Linhua Pavilion were all full of news about the imperial examination cheating case, and the most popular one was that An Dajia, who painted ink bamboo, cheated in the imperial examination.

It was originally rumored that An Dajia was suspected of being involved in the imperial examination cheating case, and finally after a few rumors spread, it became An Dajia cheating in the imperial examination.

An Dajia's ink bamboo painting was famous in Lin'an, and with a painting of a galloping horse, he completely established his name. Countless literati and scholars admired him, and countless women admired him.

As a result, An Dajia cheated in the imperial examination?

It was rumored that An Dajia had an old relationship with the Lin family, and in this palace examination, the Lin family wanted to compete for the second-grade magic weapon Ding Fengbo, and An Dajia was placed with high hopes.

An Dajia was under great pressure, so he cheated in order to get a stable place in the palace examination.

It is said that the news was spread by those Confucian scholars who were favored by Wenquxing in the Wenqu List of the Academy of Literature, which is very certain.

Of course, some of An's supporters, such as Han Shi from Cangzhou, were angry and questioned. With An's talent, he could have taken the palace examination without cheating. An was a genius who was far ahead of others in the Wenyuan Wenxinlin and surpassed many Confucian scholars on the Wenqu list.

These words further aroused the dissatisfaction of the Confucian scholars in Wenqubang. Some people said that if Anle had not cheated, why did he attract Haoran in front of the Wenqu monument that day but could not be joined by Haoran? !

The two sides argued vigorously, which suddenly caused an uproar about the imperial examination fraud of the An family and spread throughout the streets and alleys of Lin'an Prefecture.

Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, in the quiet pavilion.

Qin Qianqiu listened to the many rumors reported by his subordinates, with a slight smile on his lips.

As he said at the beginning, there are many ways to rectify a scholar who values ​​honor and integrity.

The truth is sometimes not important to many people, they only believe what they hear.

Rumors are as fierce as tigers. Under this move, Anle will be ruined even if he has not cheated.

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Qingbo Street, Taimiao Lane.

An Le was dressed elegantly in white, with the spring breeze flowing through his sleeves. He stepped onto the long street. The long street was full of officers and soldiers from Dali Temple and Hei Yamen. The pedestrians on the street had long retreated to both sides of the road, watching from a distance without daring to do so. near.

In the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Zhao Huangting was dressed in plain clothes, with his hands on his back. He stood quietly in front of the vermilion carved wooden window, watching the situation on the street. He saw An Le's sleeves fluttering out. When Cao Fu and other officers and soldiers followed behind him, his eyes couldn't help but look a little deeper, and there was a trace of light in his eyes. Severe color.

An Le wore two swords on his waist, with a handsome and charming face. He scanned the long street and saw many onlookers showing surprise.

Among the onlookers, there were mostly literati and busybodies, chattering endlessly.

With a peaceful mind, one can easily listen and capture it.

Among them, Anle even saw several Confucian scholars who were on the Wenqu list who had visited the Wenxinlin together in the Academy of Literature.

These Confucian scholars had cold expressions and their eyes were full of excitement. They obviously wanted to see Anle being taken away by Dali Temple and Hei Yamen, and watch the joke.

An Le's waist was straight, his body was full of energy, and his expression did not change. He glanced at the Confucian scholars on the list of literary works, frowned coldly, and shook his head slightly, feeling very bored.

No wonder Wu Kui Di Zang of the Martial Arts Temple looked down upon the Academy of Arts. The Academy of Arts was all like this, so what was there to be interested in?

"How can a mediocre person, a petty person who is obsessed with calculations and disputes all day long, make great strides in cultivation and learning?"

"Just wait and see."

Anle said lightly, not knowing who he was talking to.

But the faces of the Wenqubang Confucian scholars in the crowd changed slightly. They heard that the words of peace and happiness were spoken to them.

A mediocre villain?

The Confucian scholars were sullen and almost subconsciously assumed their identities. After all, they did report Anle.

Cao Fu, carrying the thief's knife on his waist, walked to An Le's side and bowed politely: "Mr. An, where are you going?"

Cao Fu, who originally wanted to capture Anle and go to the black office, changed his mind and wanted to see what Anle was going to do.

The young man is full of energy and does not look like someone who would give in easily.

Perhaps, he wanted to prove that he had not cheated.

But Cao Fu was very curious about how to prove such a thing. After all, such things were so confusing that it was like pouring dirty water on one's body. It was impossible to explain clearly. If a thorough investigation was conducted, it would be impossible to clarify the twists and turns within it within a few months.

A smile appeared on the corner of Anle's lips, and a gust of spring breeze blew through his hair, stirring it up slightly.

"Go to Prime Minister Qin's Mansion."

An Le said.

Cao Fu was stunned, and then his expression changed slightly.

As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he was aware of the conflict between the Lin Mansion and the Prime Minister of Qin. The reason why Anle was called a fraud was not only a coincidence with Liu Yue, but also a large part of the reason was because of the Lin Mansion. relation.

But what is Anle going to Qin Xiangfu to do now?

But Ting Anle added, "Can you please prepare something, Mr. Cao?"

Cao Fu frowned and went to the Qin Mansion again to prepare things. Could it be that he was going to the Prime Minister of Qin to apologize and beg for forgiveness?

If this is true, then this pure sword energy will really be wasted.

"What do you need, Master?" Cao Fu said.

"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, plus a long table and chairs."

Anle chuckled.

Cao Fu was stunned again, and suddenly remembered Anle's reputation for painting. Could it be that he wanted to use his painting to win the forgiveness of Prime Minister Qin?

"Painting?" Cao Fu was suspicious.

"It's not just painting. An's paintings are only painted for worthy people."

Anle chuckled and shook his head.

When Cao Fu heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep look at the young man. He only painted for worthy people. The secret meaning was obvious, Qin Xiang was not worthy.

Don't look at the young man who is as plump as jade and smiles like the warm sunshine, but his heart is proud and upright.

"Okay, I'll get it ready."

Cao Fu suddenly became interested and wanted to see what Anle wanted to do.

The two of them walked side by side on the long street. Cao Fu was wearing an official uniform and had a thief-catching knife hanging on his waist. He had a noble and official air. The young man beside him had a bamboo sword and an ink sword on his waist. His white clothes had wide sleeves. Although he was not noble, Qi and official aura, but the pure and upright aura is even better and quite eye-catching.

The officers and soldiers of Dali Temple and Hei Yamen followed the two, and Huang Xian also followed behind worriedly.

On both sides of the road, people watching the excitement also followed. The Confucian scholars on the Wenqu list treated each other with cold eyes. They felt that they had found evidence of Anle's fraud. Otherwise, Anle would be in front of the Wenqu monument, which would lead to greatness, but would not be enhanced. What is your identity?

Han Shi, a border garrison soldier from Cangzhou, was also crowded in the crowd. He was still arguing with the Confucian scholars, arguing with each other, maintaining peace and happiness.

However, Anle first went to Yanchunli, bought a pot of old yellow rice wine in full view of everyone, and then moved on again.

Before the group of people approached the quiet street, a luxurious chariot drove up and the curtains were lifted.

Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng immediately got out of the carriage and looked worriedly at An Le, who was carrying Lao Huangjiu.

"gentlemen."

Lin Qingyin became a disciple of An Le, but now she was sincerely worried.

Cao Fu beside him was tense all over, holding the thief-catching knife tightly in his palm, staring at the chariot with a solemn expression.

Because there was an aura and power in the chariot that made his heart palpitate.

Lin's flower dissolves the ice!

"Do you need me to help you?" Madam Hua's soft voice floated out from inside the carriage.

Cao Fu swallowed and clenched the knife three more points.

If Mrs. Hua wanted to take Anle away by force, he might not be able to stop her.

But Anle shook his head: "Xiao Sheng can prove his innocence by himself, Mrs. Hua can just watch."

In the carriage, Mrs. Hua couldn't help but feel curious. This kind of dirty talk was the most annoying thing. Anle also happened to be caught and got involved with Liu Yue and Xu Shun. Otherwise, the dirty water wouldn't be possible. Maybe it was poured on him for no reason.

The group of people continued to move forward and entered the quiet street. Many people were deterred and could not move forward.

However, the Confucian scholars on the Wenqu List, Han Shi and other practitioners, as well as some literati and poets, all followed him.

Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, in front of the gate.

An Le, dressed in white and carrying a sword, comes like stepping on the spring breeze.

There are already people arranged by Cao Fu on the side, carrying tables and chairs and holding the four treasures of the study.

Anle asked people to place the table directly in front of Qin Xiangfu, and spread the Four Treasures of the Study on the table.

Sitting upright in the chair, Anle was facing the door of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion. The next moment, his mind surged and he made a vibrating sound.

"When a person lives his whole life, he just wants to be clean and have a good mood in his heart. When I heard that Prime Minister Qin said that An Mou had committed fraud in spring, I felt dissatisfied. Prime Minister Qin was a high-ranking official and prime minister, and his words were like mountains rolling over each other. A young man with no talent, only If you can use poems and articles as a sword, you can cut through this mountain and cut off countless bad words like wolves, and still have a bright and clear day."

After An Le's words fell, waves of tyrannical energy burst out in Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, as if a majestic soul was sweeping in.

At the same time, Mrs. Hua in the chariot was moved. In the crowd, the old man from Taimiao who was watching the excitement also sneered, and raised his sword energy with his fingers to fly into the air!

Many qi machines were suppressed instantly.

Anle smiled lightly and waved to the three Confucian scholars in the crowd.

The three Confucian scholars were confused and quite resistant.

"Come!"

Anle's heart surged, and as soon as he drank, the three of them felt palpitations for no reason. After hesitating, they came over. qqxsnew

Youyao sat on the chair, Anle looked at them and said calmly: "I'll read it, you write it."

"I copied all these poems. I will only read them once. Don't write too slowly or let your hands shake."

The three Confucian scholars couldn't help but sneered when they saw Anle being so arrogant, and there was a sense of competition in their hearts.

The three of them stood in front of the table, rolling up their sleeves and writing.

An Le raised the corner of his lips, raised the old yellow wine, took a sip of wine, the wine flew out, and started chanting.

“Thousands of hammers have carved out the deep mountains, and the fire will burn them as if it were nothing. I will not be afraid of my bones being shattered into pieces. I want to leave my innocence in the world.”

A lime chant begins!

When the poem was finished, Anle paused and started the next one again.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return... I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my gold is gone..."

"The great river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages..."

One song, two songs, three songs...

Ten songs, twenty songs, thirty songs!

No matter the allusion or the image, just reciting it casually, the clear memory evoked by the eternal genius is like an endless stream.

Anle was drinking and laughing, feeling relieved. As he recited poems, an awe-inspiring sword energy rose up from his body, as bright as the sun, shining on the world and scattering evil evil!

This time, without the cover of the old man from Taimiao Temple, he was like a white python coiling behind him, rushing into the sky and smashing the blue clouds!

Haoran's sword energy vibrated, and the Wenqu stele in the literary academy also began to vibrate, echoing from afar!

After a poem is completed, a wisp of awe-inspiring aura spreads out from the stele!

In the literary courtyard, the first wife, Zhu Huoxi, the second wife, Pang Ji, and the third wife, Wang Banshan, all opened their eyes at the same time.

In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace, passed through the Wenxin Forest, and appeared in front of the pavilion deep in the Academy of Literature.

I can see that on the Wenqu stele, the stars are shining brightly in the daytime, and there is a great power constantly overflowing!

Finally, many awe-inspiring auras gathered together, like a turbulent river flowing across the sky in Lin'an, heading towards the direction of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion. Finally, they intertwined and circled around the awe-inspiring sword aura pouring into the sky. As it fell, they all added to the happiness of the body.

The third wife, Wang Banshan, couldn't help but pull a strand of his beard.

"Haoran, are you playing like this?"

The first master and the second master were both silent.

Such literary talent has aroused a lot of excitement...

Who dares to say that Anle is cheating? !

The three masters from their liberal arts college all refused to agree.

Otherwise, the liberal arts academy would be shameless.

In front of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion.

The awe-inspiring sword energy behind An Le was like a white python soaring into the sky, entrenching all around. The aura like the bright sun made countless people feel clear in their hearts and did not dare to be sneaky at all.

The three Confucian scholars who copied the poems were already sweating profusely, their hands holding the pens were shaking, and many of their handwritings were blurred.

Copied? Did you copy these poems?

Who believes it!

Such literary grace, such talent... A Confucian scholar couldn't hold his pen, and the pen fell off the rice paper, staining it with ink.

But Anle still drank and laughed.

He raised one foot up and stepped on the chair, picked up the wine bottle with the other hand, and held the two swords at his waist, looking down at Prime Minister Qin's house.

"Come again!"

“Next one!”

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