Chapter 772 Dispute

I learned that the people in charge of the porridge stall were the sister and brother-in-law of the Qin family.

Fan Long curiously asked the couple's names and their backgrounds.

Ma Yang felt that this person was very slippery, which was completely different from his honest appearance, and he was a little disliked.

But it was not easy for the candidates from other places who had just arrived, so it was normal to ask a few more questions.

So he told the couple's names. After all, this was not a secret, and all the candidates in the academy knew it.

He also said that Liu Ji and Qi Xianguan were disciples of great Confucian scholars and were very knowledgeable.

There was quite admiration and envy in his words.

Ma Yang joked and said to himself: "Everyone privately said that Master Qi is so young, and he might win the first place in this year's exam. It really makes us uncles ashamed."

Fan Long's expression suddenly changed, and he stopped drinking porridge. He asked with a strange expression:

"You said that Master Qi is not Qi Xianguan, who is known as a child prodigy? He is the one who studied under the great Confucian Gong Liangliao!"

Ma Yang nodded, "Yes, it's Qi Xianguan."

"He is the disciple of the deceased great Confucian Gong Liang?" Ma Yang didn't know this.

Because Qin Yao and Liu Ji never mentioned it.

Ma Yang was very surprised when Fan Long said this suddenly. He didn't expect that he could be so close to Mr. Gong Liang.

Fan Long's reaction was very exaggerated. He shouted: "Oh no!"

Attracting the attention of all the candidates studying in the room.

Someone warned unhappily: "We are studying, can you lower your voice, brother?!"

"No, this matter is not small! You are all harmed!"

Fan Long not only did not shut up, but shouted even louder.

Everyone stared at him unhappily, but couldn't help being attracted by his words and asked him why he said that.

Fan Long suddenly dropped the bowl of porridge in his hand as if he had picked up a hot potato.

The porridge in it hadn't been finished yet, and the multi-grain porridge was scattered all over the floor as the bowl broke.

Ma Yang immediately changed his face and scolded him: "How can you waste food like this!"

Unexpectedly, Fan Long retreated two meters away, pointed at the porridge on the ground and said with disgust:

"I won't eat the food of the guilty minister's disciple!"

This remark angered everyone.

The owner of the Qin family kindly gave out porridge and provided accommodation for the candidates, and you actually despised it?

The candidates stepped out of the door and surrounded Fan Long one by one to beat him.

Fan Long panicked for a moment and asked hurriedly: "Do you know who Liu Ji is? He and Qi Xianguan are disciples of the guilty minister Gong Liangliao!"

The candidates paused for a moment and raised their fists.

So what if he is a disciple of Gong Liangliao? They are kind and well-intentioned, and they are not the kind of ungrateful people.

Fan Long saw that he was really going to beat him up.

He hurriedly reminded him loudly: "You all hate him, how dare you get involved? I kindly remind you that if you don't want to fail the Spring Examination, you should stay away from Liu Jiqi, the Immortal Official!"

The fist that was about to hit Fan Long's face suddenly stopped.

The candidates looked at each other and were all shocked.

Will the Spring Examination be affected by this?

After just such a hesitation, they could no longer raise their fists, and instead looked at Ma Yang together.

During this period, Fan Long ran out of the encirclement and saw that Ma Yang was still there. Knowing that he lived in Qin Yao's house, he hurriedly reminded him to be careful of being implicated and move out quickly.

Unexpectedly, Ma Yang was stunned for only a moment, then raised his fist and hit him on his chattering mouth.

Fan Long cried out in pain. After all, his body was not as strong as that of a young man. He fell to the ground after being hit by this punch.

"I don't know what noble person is. I only know that I have received a favor, so I can't let him down. Unlike you, a villain, who eats other people's food and slanders and despises them!"

Ma Yang pointed at Fan Long and scolded him while grabbing him from the ground and wanted to beat him.

The candidates next to him seemed to have just reacted and hurried forward to stop the fight.

Fan Long looked quite old, but he was not willing to suffer a loss. Seeing someone trying to stop the fight, he became more confident and waved his fists and feet to hit Ma Yang.

In an instant, the candidates in the courtyard were trying to stop the fight on one side and persuade the other side, and there was chaos.

In the end, Ma Yang took advantage of his position as the manager and scolded Fan Long and kicked him out!

"Get out of here, our small temple can't accommodate a big Buddha like you. Find a place to worship your temple gate yourself, so as not to cause you trouble!"

Throwing Fan Long's bag out, Ma Yang slammed the door shut.

There was a knock on the door outside, and Fan Long's unconvinced warning.

Ma Yang pretended not to hear it, went straight into the small room, covered his head with the quilt, and fell asleep.

It was still snowing outside, and Fan Long knocked on the door for a while, and then he was too cold to have the strength.

Knowing that Ma Yang would not come to open the door again, he left a sentence: "You wait, you will regret it when you can't make the list in the spring exam!"

Swearing, carrying a heavy bag, and rushing into the night in the wind and snow.

The candidates in the academy didn't hear any movement for a long time, and someone bravely opened a crack in the door and looked out, thinking that Fan Long would regret it and come back.

Unexpectedly, after the old scholar left Yongtongfang, he was invited to a luxurious carriage.

It wasn't just the examinees who were surprised.

Fan Long himself couldn't believe that a nobleman would invite him to live in his house.

He walked all the way from Yongtongfang, shivering in the snow and wind, and actually regretted it a little.

At least he could spend the night in Qin's house, and it wouldn't be too late to talk about it tomorrow morning.

Now he was not only hungry, but also getting colder and colder. Was he going to die here?

Thinking of this, he regretted it even more.

But just when he was about to go back, a luxurious carriage stopped in front of him.

The person in the carriage said that his master admired him very much and invited him to stay at his house.

Fan Long was flattered. After a while, he guessed that it might be related to what he had just done in Qin's house.

Could it be that the owner of this carriage had a grudge against Gong Liangliao and his three disciples?

Unfortunately, he tried several times, but the other party did not reveal anything.

But Fan Long at least knew that the owner of this house must have taken a fancy to him and wanted to use him.

Of course, he didn't mind.

To be able to use such a luxurious carriage, the nobleman behind it must be a big shot!

If you can worship this temple, you will be on the list of this year's spring exam.

In Qin's house.

The candidates were shocked.

Fan Long was taken away by the car.

What does this mean?

It means that every move in their small courtyard has been under surveillance by others.

What do those nobles monitor this courtyard for?

Is it true, as Fan Long said, that anyone who gets close to Master Gong Liangliao will be removed from the list of Spring Imperial Examination candidates by the sages in the capital?

Some people panicked.

Ma Yang was dazed when he heard a series of rustling sounds coming from the courtyard.

He got up and went out to see that these candidates were actually packing their bedding and preparing to leave.

Ma Yang looked at the dark sky and the thin layer of snow on the ground. He couldn't understand why they were so scared that they didn't even want to live anymore?

"Where are you going to move to?" An old man frowned and said worriedly, "It's freezing cold now, and there's a curfew. You can't leave the market. Do you want to freeze to death on the street?"

The candidates said, "It's better to freeze to death than to be removed from the list after decades of hard study!"

Everyone has their own reasons, and the old man could only shake his head and sigh. (End of this chapter)