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It has been more than half a month since arriving in the capital, hasn't it?
Shouldn't there be a reply by now?
Thinking of this, Yang Yichen suddenly realized he had a lot to say. The tip of his pen scratched across the pristine rice paper, as intense longing coalesced into passionate words.
Before long, three full sheets of paper were completed. He carefully set them aside to let the ink dry, while also writing a letter back to the Wen Family.
In the following days, candidates dressed in blue robes filled the streets of the capital, experiencing the local customs and purchasing local specialties, ensuring their trip to the capital was worthwhile.
Of course, many candidates were busy discussing viewpoints on the Strategy Essay, debating their topics and speculating on whether they would succeed.
Compared to them, Yang Yichen remained the calmest. Yet, beneath his calm exterior, he was far from peaceful; those watching him from the shadows had not left. As long as they remained, he could not freely stroll through the streets.
In a situation where it was unclear whether the observers were friends or foes, he could not easily reveal his vulnerabilities or weaknesses. This was a voice deep within him that guided his instincts.
No one had ever told him these things, yet whenever faced with difficult choices, an inner voice seemed to guide him on how to decide.
The strange images that repeatedly appeared in his mind only added to his confusion.
However, every time he tried to recall them, his mind would go blank, and inadvertently, some thoughts would surface.
Thus, in this place of the capital, his influence did not extend far; he could only hide his true abilities as much as possible.
Meanwhile, Dugu Hao coldly smiled and said, "Forget it; you can withdraw. No need for surveillance." That person was indeed extraordinary; capable of crafting such formidable weapons while concealing himself in Ten Li Pu. If he were easily exposed, Dugu Hao would lose interest.
Far away in Ten Li Pu, Liu Qingxi was busy yet missing Yang Yichen without realizing that while he faced merely an Imperial Examination, Yang Yichen was surrounded by hidden dangers.
Beneath the seemingly calm surface of the capital lay a silent struggle for new talents among the elite. For someone with average results, safety was assured.
However, for those exceptional talents facing crucial decisions at this moment, choosing sides was vital. A wrong choice could lead to even greater peril.
Three days later in Ten Li Pu,
Led by Liu Qingxi, workers set out in a grand procession towards Biqi Town, accompanied by village chief Zhang Wuliang.
To be honest, Ten Li Pu was exceptionally harmonious at present. People worked together towards a common goal without scheming against each other because bread and milk would be available as long as they were willing to put in the effort.
"Before we go, let me remind everyone once again that we must strictly follow Qingxi this time, and if there's anything you don't understand, make sure to ask."
"Got it, don't worry, Village Chief, we all understand."
A few Ox Carts quickened their pace towards Biqi Town. Half an hour later, just as dawn broke, Biqi Town appeared before them. At this time, a group of people was already lined up waiting to enter the town.
Some were there to sell their local specialties, while others were looking for work. When they saw the long line of carts approaching, they began to whisper among themselves.
"What are they doing? So many people?"
"Yeah, and they're all riding Ox Carts. They came to town so early; they look like they're from the same village."
Suddenly, a young man in his twenties squeezed to the front and eagerly volunteered, "I know! I know! They are all from Ten Li Pu."
"Oh!" The crowd suddenly understood. No wonder! Which village could have such strength?
Only Ten Li Pu, under the leadership of Liu Qingxi, could be so bold and extravagant.
As the people waiting at the town gate surged forward, they tightly surrounded the young man in the center. "What else do you know? Come on, let us hear it from big Kid!"
"Exactly! Now in Ten Li Eight Villages, who doesn't envy the people of Ten Li Pu? Who doesn't want their daughters to marry over there or have their sons marry their girls?"
Surrounded in the middle, Fellow felt a deep sense of presence and puffed out his chest. "Well, our village is right next to Ten Li Pu, so we know everything that happens. The people from Ten Li Pu are here to work in town.
They basically all have jobs now; even the women have kitchen work. Some families can earn several taels of silver a month. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water; I just wonder when they'll be hiring again."
Hiss!!! As the young man finished speaking, everyone gasped in amazement.
Such good treatment? Is Ten Li Pu really that impressive?
"It's great having Miss Liu around; she brought so many people from Ten Li Pu who all have jobs?"
Thinking about themselves, even a regular job carrying heavy loads in town required them to fight tooth and nail to get ahead.
At this moment, the people from Ten Li Pu vaguely heard the discussions about big Kid, and a sense of pride welled up within them.
That pride, that sense of superiority—who could compare with them? Who could have stable jobs and steady income?
A moment later, the main door opened, and people began to enter one after another, while Ten Li Pu headed straight for the destination, leaving behind envious glances.
The place where Boss Qian built his house was not the current residence but another location. He had hired the best Feng Shui Master to choose it and spent a large sum to acquire it, determined to turn it into a legacy to be passed down.
At a glance, this piece of land was twenty acres large. If placed in the present, it could accommodate many luxury homes; however, here, it was merely the size of a courtyard for these ordinary merchants.
In addition to the necessary living quarters, a Pavilion, Rockery and Flowing Water, and spacious roads were all essential. The people here were accustomed to such house structures, making living comfortable.
Of course, modern people also liked villas with gardens, but with land being so precious and the population exploding, dreaming of such houses in the city was out of the question.
At this time, at the agreed time and place, Boss Qian was already waiting there.
Upon seeing Liu Qingxi and others arrive, he quickly stepped forward: " Miss Liu, thank you for your hard work!"
"Boss Qian, you are too polite. This is what we should do. Let's get started now!"
"Alright, alright! I'll lead the way." Boss Qian guided everyone to the specific site for building the house and introduced it to Liu Qingxi: " Miss Liu, you've seen this land before; there haven't been any other changes. Can your Flowing Villa be built here?"
After all, it sounded quite unbelievable.
Liu Qingxi raised an eyebrow and replied, "Boss Qian, you just need to watch. Didn't everyone doubt us when we built Chenxi Tavern before?"
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