Stellar Stars Set, Human Hearts Begin to Rectify Names; His Thoughts Flew, Revealing Clues

"Don't disturb them!"

"If I disturb Brother Qiu's thoughts, can you, a mere servant, afford to compensate him?"

"Get out of here at once!"

The rebukes came, one wave higher than the next. In the eyes of the young servant in blue, he only felt himself reach out his hand when suddenly everything around him erupted into chaos, a deluge of voices overwhelming him and leaving him completely bewildered.

The next moment, blood rushed to his head, and the servant's face instantly turned bright red. He swayed, but fortunately, a burly man behind him caught him, preventing him from falling to the ground.

However, this meant he couldn't catch Qiu Yan, and because he was dizzy, he subconsciously took two steps back.

On the other side, Qiu Yan suddenly raised his hand and stopped writing, but he seemed not to notice the servant behind him. Without turning his head, he pushed the paper in front of him forward and it fell to the side of the table.

The contents of the paper were presented to the servant. He looked closely and found that they were several lines of text, each character clear. Although he did not recognize them, he could still feel a power and a spirit within them.

Boom!

The scholars standing by stopped scolding him and ignored the servant. They surged forward, jostling and pushing, and the servant, outnumbered and outmatched, was swayed from side to side by the impact, like a lone boat in a storm. He was almost knocked over and trampled on, but fortunately, two burly men grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up.

Then, the two walked against the flow of people, exhaled their energy, twisted their bodies like nimble eels, and squeezed out of the crowd in the blink of an eye, keeping their distance.

"What exactly is going on? What are these scholars doing? Didn't they have a conflict with Qiu Yan? Why are they scolding me?"

Seeing the agitated crowd before him, and recalling the scene when he was reprimanded by everyone, the young servant in blue felt a sense of lingering fear. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

As he was still shaken, a murmur of admiration arose from the crowd, and several people were commenting on the calligraphy.

"Excellent calligraphy! The characters possess a unique charm, truly befitting a master! You are indeed worthy of the title!"

"It's not just the words; the phrase 'Listen to both sides and you will be enlightened; believe only one side and you will be misled' clearly contains profound meaning, and there's even a strange charm to it, as if it can calm the mind and give me a sense of clarity. Thinking back, it felt like I was trapped in a fog just now."

"It's not just you, I feel the same way. Now that I think about it, why was I so dissatisfied and resentful towards Brother Qiu before? It's as if someone had forcibly implanted these thoughts in me, it's really strange."

Amid the discussions, many people suddenly had a glint in their eyes, their aura changed, and their thoughts became much clearer.

Those who read books generally have some knowledge of calligraphy. Just like a person's appearance, which is innate and cannot be changed, anyone can improve their handwriting by putting in the effort. Therefore, when one encounters good handwriting, it naturally sparks conversation.

Moreover, Qiu Yan's calligraphy incorporated other elements, even imbuing it with a trace of Prosperity Capital Will, naturally causing a reaction and leaving an impression on everyone's hearts.

Qiu Yan looked up and noticed that wisps of invisible thoughts were drifting out from the head of the person reading the words, and he immediately took notice.

His pretext of engaging in a verbal battle with the scholar before entering the hall was actually an attempt to solidify his recent reputation.

These days, his reputation has spread throughout Prosperity Capital, but because he keeps a low profile, it has backfired. This era is not like the previous one, where any scholar or expert can immediately spread to all places through screens and papers, and their voice and appearance become known to every household.

In this Great Rui, ordinary people without Divine Ability can only learn about influential figures through word of mouth, and their trendsetters are often Scholar Forest, storytellers, or readers.

However, since Qiu Yan arrived in the Imperial City, his reputation has gradually spread, but he has not done anything in the city that matches his reputation, which naturally draws criticism.

Of course, the fact that criticism of Qiu Yan could spread so widely in such a short period of time must have been due to someone pushing things behind the scenes, but that's a story for another time.

Meanwhile, as the crowd discussed the calligraphy, they would occasionally glance at a corner where someone was holding a painting and muttering to themselves. The painting depicted a scene of stars in the sky.

The painting technique used is quite ingenious. It uses very little ink, just a few light touches, yet the whole piece is seamless, exuding a strange charm, subtly swirling, just like a real Stellar Vortex.

"Brother Gao, what can you see in this painting?"

A few moments later, someone walked over and asked.

This question brought the man holding the painting back to his senses. He shook his head and sighed, "Brother Qiu, with just a few strokes, you have sketched the starry sky. Your painting contains the idea of the stars revolving and the natural order of the Heavenly Principle, describing the constant way of Heavenly Dao. It has given me many insights, resolved some questions in my mind, and allowed me to integrate my understanding with my own. I have benefited immensely!"

This man surnamed Gao was the one who led the way in stopping Qiu Yan. Unexpectedly, Qiu Yan recognized his school of thought at a glance and then asked for brush, ink, paper and inkstone to paint a picture.

This painting, imbued with the Sage Spirit and the concept of the unity of Heavenly Principle from the "On Heaven," blends seamlessly into the ink strokes. The man surnamed Gao, who studied the Way of Sage Sun, was naturally drawn to the painting's charm and could hardly look away.

To be honest, Qiu Yan was able to tell this person's lineage at a glance, partly because he possessed the Sage Sun Spirit, and partly because of his connection with the Prosperity Capital Will.

For the past two days, he has been working tirelessly day and night, maintaining his connection with the City Will whether walking, sitting, or lying down. Even when he came to the banquet, he did not interrupt his comprehension.

Through these connections, Qiu Yan could observe the scenery within a radius of several dozen feet and sense its source with his heart, thus obtaining a great deal of Human Path information.

In fact, as his contact with the City Will deepened, Qiu Yan not only used it to observe Human Path, but also vaguely guessed why the City Will could only be found in Prosperity Capital, while there was no trace of it in Eastern Capital.

There's clearly something hidden here.

But these are things that need to be studied and paid attention to in the future. What we can do now is to take this opportunity to understand the Human Path.

The man surnamed Gao was judging the painting; his eyes sparkled with interest, and his aura gradually changed, giving the impression of a transformation.

"This painting by Qiu Yan actually gave Gao Mian enlightenment?" Those who knew its value were secretly astonished.

Qiu Yan acted directly and decisively this time. He painted a picture that captivated Gao Mian, and then talked with several people, naming their schools of thought and lineages one by one, which stunned everyone present and left them with an impression of being unfathomable.

"This Qiu Yan truly lives up to his reputation. I had only heard of him before, and thought it was just hearsay."

Soon, during the breaks in appreciating the calligraphy, people began to discuss Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan has already given his name while talking to someone.

Originally, his name was known, but he had no record of any deeds in the city. Several people were suspicious of him because of the rumors. But now, he first shocked the people on the spot with his actions and then revealed his name. The effect was completely different, and no one dared to underestimate him anymore.

At this moment, Gao Mian approached Qiu Yan and said, "I have offended you in the past, and I hope Brother Qiu will not take it to heart. Your painting contains the True Intention Sage Sun's teachings, which is more refined than what I have learned. It can inspire me. Compared with you, my level is far inferior. I even dared to try to prevent you from entering the hall, which is truly overestimating myself."

As he spoke, he handed over the painting with both hands, a hint of reluctance in his expression.

After Qiu Yan accepted the painting, he simply said, "When we exchange knowledge and verify what we have learned, there is no distinction between high and low. It is a good thing that this painting can be of some help to you, Brother Gao. Knowledge and principles the Essentials be spread to have any meaning; otherwise, they are just lifeless objects in our hearts."

"That makes sense." Gao Mian nodded, not belittling himself, and secretly kept it in mind.

These principles are not something only Qiu Yan knows, but knowing is easy and doing is hard. Even ordinary people would not easily share what they have with others. Qiu Yan's actions are actually a way of sharing the Sage Spirit that he has come to understand through his paintings.

He naturally had to give something in return for using Gao Mian and others to gain fame this time; otherwise, it would be mere exploitation and would lose its original purpose. The essence of this calligraphy and painting is precisely his way of giving back.

"It would be unfair if someone of Brother Qiu's stature were not allowed into the main hall. Please come in as soon as possible."

At this moment, someone else spoke up, and what they said made many people nod in agreement and echo their sentiments.

Suddenly, praise was heard, and a young man who had been observing the characters was seen with a joyful expression, making empty gestures as if writing characters in mid-air. Others thought he had some inspiration after observing the characters, but only Qiu Yan noticed that as the man's fingers moved, he actually condensed a thought and Literary Thought into characters in Void, which was difficult for ordinary people to see.

"This man seems to be Ye Yun, the top scholar from Southern Ridges Circuit. Judging from his appearance, could it be that he has gleaned some insight from this calligraphy?"

Seeing the man's overjoyed expression, many people seemed to be deep in thought.

Although Qiu Yan made a discovery, he did not investigate further. He simply watched the strokes in the Void change quietly, appearing like a bystander.

Now, he has experienced much, contacted and connected with the City Will, and felt the Human Path and people in the city all the time. The words of the Sage in his memory are slowly changing. Today, after a literary contest, he was praised by everyone, but no joy was seen. However, he felt a strange rhythm, in accordance with the will of Xingjing Imperial City, flowing into his heart and merging into the Myriad People's Heart Fire.

That flame, captured from the daily lives of ordinary people, having passed through the imperial examinations and the Metropolitan Examination, also shows a tendency towards a lofty perspective, though not very clear. Now, between the two, a pillar of the Scholar Forest is slowly emerging...

Calligraphy, painting, Qunsheng, Qiu Yan.

Things and people, many and few, dozens and one, all become increasingly harmonious under the guidance of Prosperity Capital Will.

"These people were blocking Qiu Yan from entering the hall just now, and now they're respectfully inviting Qiu Yan to the palace. Their attitude changes faster than flipping through a book!"

The young servant in blue, seeing this scene, felt as if he had done something wrong. However, before he could think about it further, a commotion suddenly broke out from the screen wall at the courtyard gate, interrupting his thoughts.

"Young Master Wen, you've arrived."

"Young Master Wen, I benefited greatly from your discussions on strategy at the inn that day."

"To be honest, I have some thoughts on the policy essays for the Metropolitan Examination, and I hope to discuss them with you, Brother Wen, to verify my understanding."

Outside the villa, the handsome and dashing Wen Zhizhen strolled leisurely, chatting and laughing with the people around him. (To be continued. Please search for the novel for better and faster updates!)