A group of scholars who had gained the "honor" and climbed up to the high platform followed Yi Lao, while the remaining scholars were ordered to come down immediately.

Zhu Chunshan and his cousin Zhu Qi looked at Chen Baiqi with embarrassment and resentment on their faces. Everyone else discussed among themselves who the last "Bai Qi" boy was.

At this point, as scholars from all counties came down from the mountain, the name Chen Huanxian became unknown. Instead, the young man "Baiqi" ​​became famous and everyone knew about it.

Yi Lao's clothes are flowing in front of him. He has white hair and a handsome face. He is leading a beautiful young man with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. The young man is about fourteen or five years old. He is wearing a maple red coat dyed with late autumn snow.

Wearing a dark coat, a collar trimmed with warm white velvet fox fur, and wearing finely embroidered leather boots, this is a luxurious outfit that can only be worn by a typical wealthy aristocrat. It can be seen that this young man has an extraordinary background, and if he is not rich, he is noble.

Behind this young man were four well-dressed young men with excellent temperament and appearance. They often looked around the young man and vaguely followed him.

Chen Baiqi took a quick glance around and discovered that most of the scholars selected this time were of good appearance and good physique, and there were absolutely no scholars as fat as Zhu Chunshan.

...She is so attractive to Yi Lao, could it be because of the good looks of "Chen Huanxian"?

Haha, I think this possibility is possible, but it is not all.

She originally thought that talents in the Wei and Jin Dynasties were interested in appearance and "left-mindedness", but she did not expect that the scholars in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods also paid great attention to good looks.

Chen Baiqi walked at the end of the team. She kept her eyes open and followed the others across a suspended suspension bridge over a green lake, then began to climb up the ladder.

Chen Baiqi raised his neck to the top of this long stone staircase, which was hidden among the mountains of ice tree crystal sculptures. He estimated that there were four or five hundred steps, and the stone steps were relatively large. He thought of the "climbing platform"

Three words, this really needs to be climbed high.

This scholar has always liked to stay at home. After ten years of living in cold weather, the so-called "cold window" means everything. People with home-like nature have always been weak in physical strength. Some of them started to have their legs tremble when they climbed to the 100th step.

The air on the top of the mountain was thin, and with night approaching, the climate was relatively cold. From time to time, I started to breathe heavily, not to mention Chen Baiqi, who had always had trouble with his legs and feet.

Her injured leg began to ache again. Even if she had taken painkillers for her predecessor, such long-term movements without restraint would be very tiring.

As a result, she gradually fell far behind the team. She looked at the crowds of people who were more than ten or dozens of steps away from her, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and she was sweating lightly, but she felt cold all over.

She lowered her eyes and took a few deep breaths.

"Need help?"

Above his head, a strong, cold and clean young man's voice suddenly sounded.

When Chen Baiqi raised his head, he saw a young man three steps away from her, who was beautiful but thin and cold, looking at her intently. When he asked, his expression could not be said to be gentle, but his eyes were smart and sincere.

, like jet black glass beads.

It was the young man wearing snow-dyed maple red clothes next to Yi Lao. I don't know when he left Yi Lao's side. He was not followed by the four scholars who often surrounded him. He stood alone above Chen Baiqi.

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Chen Baiqi pinched his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, smiled and said, "Thank you so much."

Seeing that she did not refuse his help and accepted it readily, the young man in dark red clothes was stunned and hesitantly stretched out a hand towards her.

At first glance, this hand is a pair of well-maintained hands, flawless and clean, with the slender whiteness unique to young people.

Chen Baiqi was not shy, he stretched out his hand and put it on his palm. The young man shrank his hand slightly, as if he was not used to the warmth of another person on his hand, but the next second, he resisted and pulled Chen Baiqi away, then pulled him away.

She dragged her to her side, then considered her position, and then he held one of her arms, half supporting and half dragging her away.

"My name is Jiang Xuan, from Linzi (Qi)."

The boy's voice has not changed yet, and it is not as deep and magnetic as that of an adult man. His voice is as clear and sweet as flowing water, but when he speaks, he is young and mature, with a somewhat deliberate calmness.

Chen Baiqi knew at a glance that this young man didn't know how to take care of others, or that he could never do anything to serve others, so he used his strength to move every step he took. This way, he really saved a lot of effort.

Hearing the young man speak, she raised her eyes and glanced at him with a smile on her face: "Brother Yue, thank you very much. My name is Chen Huanxian, from Yuanxiang County."

"Your name is Chen Huanxian? Isn't your name Bai Qi?" After he subconsciously retorted, the young man paused for a moment, then frowned slightly and looked at her: "You and I haven't reported our ages yet, so why do you call me your younger brother?"

Obviously, teenagers are more concerned about the issue of names.

Chen Baiqi was stunned.

In fact, she always considered herself to be over thirty. Looking at Jiang Xuan's childish but beautiful and aloof face, Chen Baiqi really found it difficult to pronounce the word "brother".

Even though this "Chen Huanxian" may look younger than him.

Chen Baiqi cleared his voice and suggested, "Why don't we just call each other by name."

"Huanxian?" After hearing this, the young man lowered his eyes and shouted softly.

It didn't feel weird after I shouted it out, so I accepted it.

However, Chen Baiqi felt that this was the first time someone called out the name "Chen Huanxian" and he felt "good".

"Jiang Xuan." She smiled softly.

Chen Huanxian's appearance was originally that kind of clean, transparent and lovable. Originally, his arrogance and self-admiration concealed his friendly nature. Now, when he smiles so unpreparedly, it looks like flowers blooming at the corners of his eyebrows.

, which makes people’s hearts become soft.

Jiang Xuan was fascinated for a moment.

"Is your leg injured?" Jiang Xuan asked, lowering his eyes, not looking at her face, only looking at her legs.

Chen Bai nodded.

"Oh, so you had an affair with the Zhu family from Yuanxiang County?" Jiang Xuan was also there and happened to see what happened on the Yujing Platform.

"It's not a festival." Chen Baiqi smiled slightly and his tone was very subtle. Jiang Xuan curled his lips, not believing her words, but he heard her say: "There is a grudge."

Jiang Xuan looked at her blankly, realizing that a person could smile so mesmerizingly when he said "hate people".

He couldn't help but feel cold and stopped continuing the topic.

"Chen Huanxian, how did you learn to write blindly? It's hard to tell where the pen and ink are when you close your eyes, let alone the calligraphy on the bamboo slips." Jiang Xuan rambled about, holding it in for a long time, and finally asked what he wanted to ask the most.

The question was asked.

Chen Baiqi thought to himself that it was for this reason that he came specifically to "deal with" her.

She paused for a while and then asked: "Jiang Xuan, do you think it is difficult to climb this high level?"

Jiang Xuan followed her gaze. The two of them were talking and walking. They had reached the middle of the stone steps. He didn't feel tired now, so he shook his head.

"Yes, today's Jiang Xuan finds it not difficult to climb a high level, but what if it was the young Jiang Xuan, or even the younger Jiang Xuan?" Chen Baiqi asked again.

Jiang Xuanwen thought quickly and immediately understood what "Chen Huanxian" meant.

Chen Baiqi smiled and said: "This is not an impossible thing, but no one has deliberately practiced it yet. The first step in everything is difficult, just like a child learning to walk, but with hard practice and continuous efforts, in

As I grow older, climbing up the road is no longer so difficult and difficult, just like writing blindly."

Chen Baiqi looks like a sincere spiritual mentor who is good at teaching, but in fact...it's all about fooling him.

She can "blind write" and can easily do it just by relying on the system.

Jiang Xuan, on the other hand, was "too stupid and naive", so he felt as if he had found a treasure after hearing her words.

"Huanxian, you are indeed different from others."

It seems that Jiang Xuan has been successfully fooled by Chen Baiqi, and now even the title becomes much more cordial.

Chen Baiqi felt ashamed in his heart, but there was a smile on his face.

Thanks to Jiang Xuan's help, Chen Baiqi finally completed the climb up the stairs. After reaching the top, Jiang Xuan was still calm and relaxed, but Chen Baiqi, on the other hand, looked pale and had dark lips.

In Chen Baiqi's view, except for Yi Lao Dang, who had reached the peak of his strength early, the other scholars were also tired to some extent. However, Jiang Xuan was not affected by it. This can only mean that Jiang Xuan probably has a habit of strengthening his body, or... he has a habit.

Wu.

After resting on the spot for a while, his mind, which had been weakened by exhaustion, gradually became active again. Just now, many people saw Jiang Xuan and Chen Baiqi coming up "talking (Jiang Xuan) and laughing (Chen Baiqi)" together, and they secretly speculated on the side.

Suspicion.

Except for "Chen Baiqi", a low-income scholar in the city, the scholars who have been awarded the "Climbing Platform" this time are basically either the children of the local gentry or the famous nobles of Qi State. This time, the Yuelu Academy Climbing Platform only accepts scholars from their own country. As for other countries,

Traveling bachelors cannot enter the "climbing platform".

These scholars maintained their status and did not want to deal with low-ranking scholars, but Jiang Xuan was the person they eagerly wanted to make friends with, so they kept looking at him. Unfortunately, there were always four scholars around him, so they were taboo.

Don't dare to get close.

Unexpectedly, in the end, this poor man was able to get there first.

It’s simply deplorable and hateful!

"It's getting late today. The picnic on the high platform will be held tomorrow. A boy from the academy will come and take you to the bamboo house to rest. Come on."

Yi Lao smiled at Chen Baiqi and Jiang Xuan's position, then simply explained to the scholars, and left in a light body.

The other scholars waited there for a while, and then were taken away one after another by the book boys who came.

Because the academy's bamboo house stipulates that every two people live in one room, the four people who often followed Jiang Xuan were sent away by Jiang Xuan. And because no one wanted to live with Chen Baiqi, a poor man, only Jiang Xuan reluctantly did it.

Arrange with her.

Surprisingly, the person who came to lead Chen Baiqi and Jiang Xuan this time was the little book boy who had led them when they first entered the mountain. He was also very surprised to see Chen Baiqi. He opened his eyes with surprise and stepped forward to congratulate:

"Xiao Langjun, you actually made it to the high platform. Congratulations to you."

Jiang Xuan saw that the little book boy was so enthusiastic about Chen Baiqi and was puzzled. He looked at Chen Baiqi.

After Chen Baiqi finished speaking to the little book boy, he explained to Jiang Xuan: "This little boy led the way when I entered the mountain just now."

Jiang Xuan figured something out. His delicate and beautiful little face was covered with frost, and he showed no pretense to the little book boy: "I'm just a servant of the academy, so there is no need to be polite to him."
To be continued...