The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Chapter 721: Number One Scholar Dies Tragically

Ximi is a small country, but its people are open-minded and have a strong academic atmosphere, which leads to a large number of students taking the exams every few years. At this moment, when the results were announced at the market, there were quite a few people looking at the results.

There are dozens of inns in the city. Every time the list is announced, the innkeepers are more nervous than the students who are going to take the exam. If a student staying in their inn is lucky enough to pass the exam, the inn will become famous and have a golden signboard, which can ensure prosperous business and money in the coming year.

Real benefits.

This is quite a list. There are four people from Longlaiju Inn on the list, three people from Fenglaiju Inn on the list, and the rest of the inns have only one, two or three people on the list.

Upon seeing this, the shopkeepers were copying down the names on the list while feeling disappointed. They all hoped that the flowers would fall only on their own homes instead of being evenly distributed among everyone.

Wang Qilang's face suddenly turned dark and he looked extremely unhappy. It was all because he browsed several times but didn't see a familiar name. His Wang Qilang Inn was empty.

His face suddenly turned pale. Even if there was only one person, there was none. Scholars have worked hard for several years to go to the capital to take the exam. They hate bad luck the most. There was no student who passed the exam in Wang Qilang Inn. If there is another exam in the future, the students who are going to take the exam will definitely try their best to avoid this "bad luck".

Wang Qilang was disheartened. At this moment, Li Changxiao patted him on the shoulder and pointed upwards. At the top of the list, the words "Song Zhuo" stood out.

Wang Qilang couldn't believe it, then he was overjoyed, hugged Li Changxiao, and ran several laps, making all kinds of strange noises. He was overjoyed. Li Changxiao, who was held by him, drank calmly, without any waves in his heart, but he could understand Wang Qilang's feelings.

But I can't help but wonder, is there no "Palace Examination" in the Ximi National Academy Examination? But I don't think about it too much, after all, I have seen it so many times that I am not surprised.

Wang Qilang Inn has produced a top scholar. This is a priceless sign. The shopkeepers of Longlaiju, Fenglaiju and other inns all looked at the proud Wang Qilang with expressions of disgust and helplessness. They just thought that this "country leopard" was lucky.

The nickname "Tubaozi" has been around since a long time ago. In the past, the "Wang Qilang Inn" was called "Baolaiju Inn". As the name was too vulgar, other shopkeepers looked down on him, so they privately gave him the nickname "Tubaozi", which means "country bumpkin".

The exam ended just like that. Wang Qilang returned to the inn, found Song Zhuo who was fast asleep, told him the good news, and then patted his chest and told the soon-to-be number one scholar that Wang Qilang's inn would pay for a celebration party for him.

Song Zhuo didn't say anything, covered his head and went back to sleep, so Wang Qilang took it as his tacit agreement. So he and Li Changxiao held a celebration banquet in full swing. At this time, Li Changxiao no longer owed Wang Qilang money. These things had nothing to do with him. But Wang Qilang admired Li Changxiao's business acumen, and Li Changxiao, because of his experience as an innkeeper, unconsciously participated in the construction of the inn.

But that's also part of the fun.

Wang Qilang was responsible for logistics, such as placing tables and chairs, arranging programs, entertaining guests, etc. Li Changxiao was in charge of external affairs, such as purchasing food, sending invitations, and building momentum in the city.

The two were very busy, making sure to host a grand celebration for the number one scholar so that everyone would know about it. Two days later, the celebration banquet began.

There were more than a hundred guests, including wealthy merchants, noble families, some officials, etc. in the city. Although Wang Qilang's inn was not on the stage, it had to give face to the top scholar.

The scene was full of lights, wine, and fruits. It was really lively and beautiful. But the champion was still not coming in. Wang Qilang saw that all the guests had arrived, so he did not wait any longer and sent the waiter upstairs to invite the champion.

But as soon as the door opened.

A heart-wrenching scream was heard, and the waiter crawled downstairs, grabbing Wang Qillang's sleeve. He was so scared that he couldn't utter a word: "He...he...he..." He stammered for a long time.

All the guests stood up and asked, "Manager Wang, what happened? On this happy day, please don't be mysterious." Wang Qilang realized something was wrong and immediately hurried upstairs.

When he pushed open the half-open door, his face immediately turned pale with fright.

The top scholar Song Zhuo was seen hanging on a wooden beam in a bright red robe. The door was open, and the air was blowing, gently lifting his hair. His body was swaying back and forth, looking extremely scary.

Wang Qilang saw the dead man's face clearly. His face was pale, his eyes were wide open, and he still had a bit of handsomeness. Who else could it be but Song Zhuo, the top scholar? He murmured, "It's over, it's all over." He took a step back, couldn't catch his breath, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from fear.

When he woke up again, he was tied with iron chains and detained in the lobby of the inn. Two tall men in official uniforms were standing in front of him.

The two men looked unkind and murderous, staring straight at Wang Qilang. No matter how cunning Wang Qilang was, he was still an ordinary citizen, and he could not withstand such pressure. His legs immediately became weak and he could not say a word.

After seeing the official uniforms of the two men, he was so frightened that he lost his soul. The two men were wearing purple-black official uniforms, and they were probably from the "Datian Temple". The "Datian Temple" is an institution in Ximi Kingdom that handles major and secret cases. It is only responsible to His Majesty and has the power to mobilize everything.

But they will stop at nothing. The truth is more important than human life. If you fall into their hands, your life will be uncertain. Even if you don't die, you will definitely lose a layer of skin.

Wang Qillang burst into tears immediately and cried loudly, with tears and snot flowing out. He thought he was so unlucky. He thought it was a blessing, but it turned out to be bad luck.

While crying, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. Wang Qilang turned his head and saw another person next to him, who was in almost the same situation as him: his hands and feet were handcuffed with iron shackles, and he was squatting on the ground with his hands on his head.

"Old Li, I'm afraid we won't survive." Wang Qillang cried, "You know, that number one scholar died so tragically. Even if we didn't do anything wrong, we would have been implicated." As he spoke, he became overwhelmed with grief and burst into tears.

Li Changxiao ignored Wang Qillang's chattering, pinched his chin, and looked thoughtful: "This case seems ordinary at first glance, but when you look into it, it is very interesting. I didn't even realize it at first." Although his hands and feet were also handcuffed, he did not show any embarrassment.

I never thought that such a troublesome thing would happen just before leaving.