I’m Fan Jin, the glorious Ming Dynasty after I passed the imperial examination
25 The sword is as sharp as a dragon

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For the next few days after the cultural gathering, Fan Jin stayed at home to study and prepare for the exam.

There were no problems with the county examination, but there were still the capital examination and the Dao examination.

He had to plan ahead.

Early in the morning, he signed in first.

Ding!

"Congratulations, you have obtained the sword grandmaster skill's sword like a dragon state.”

Another skill?

A sword light appeared in Fan Jin's mind.

At the same time that he noticed it.

The sword light split and exploded.

There seemed to be countless sword intents flowing in his meridians.

Then, it was his arms and limbs.

A majestic sword intent finally appeared in Fan Jin's eyes.

His originally quiet and distant eyes were now filled with a coldness that was as cold as stars.

He casually went to the back garden and bent a long branch.

Point, cut, slash, stab…

There were no fixed sword moves.

It was just a casual movement. The sword light was like a vigorous dragon, taking care of the entire body. The places where it attacked were all the enemy's vital points.

In just a short moment, Fan Jin seemed to have been immersed in swordsmanship for many years and was a master at the beginning.

This state was obviously much stronger than Fan Jin's state when he activated Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Perhaps Fan Jin was already a peak Houtian expert with abundant Qi and blood, so the effect was extraordinary after he entered the sword path.

Even though there was a withered section in his hand, Fan Jin's sword whistled as he waved it.

Fan Jin became stubborn for a moment. In the end, he took off his sword and stabbed the withered branch into the green brick courtyard wall a dozen steps away.

"Good heavens, if he were to stab a person, wouldn't he lose his life on the spot?”

Looking at the dead branch deep in the rock, Fan Jin was also speechless at his current skills.

If he had a real sword in his hand, coupled with his Houtian Martial Arts Grandmaster state, even dozens of strong men would not be a match for Fan Jin at this time.

After Fan Jin finished his ceremony and wiped the sweat off his face, he went out of the back garden to the wine cellar in the front yard. Just as he was about to open the wine and taste it, a carriage appeared in front of the house. Big Uncle Fan Xi, Big Aunt Fan, and Cousin Fan Huan had just gotten out of the carriage.

In the past few days, no one from the Fan family had come to visit.

Most of the clansmen were from poor families.

He had to work and eat every day.

Therefore, Fan Jin and his mother did not find it strange.

On the other hand, her mother had invited her uncle's family a few times.

Eldest Aunt was quite vigilant. She agreed verbally, but she refused to set a date.

His mother would definitely be very happy that he was fine now.

As they spoke, the three of them had already reached the door.

Behind him was the flattened Hui Bay. Although the river grass was dry, it was still green.

A row of willow trees followed the river, and behind them was a large willow forest. The scenery was excellent.

In addition, fruit trees had been transplanted around the mansion. Although it was impossible for them to bear fruit now, it was expected that the flowers would bloom and the leaves would be lush in the next spring. The situation of the fruit was really enviable.

First Uncle walked in while clicking his tongue in admiration.

Eldest Aunt's expression was rather ugly, but she still squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Cousin Fan Huan really had an unlucky look on his face.

Wu Sixi's cook, Mrs. Qian, had already come in and invited Mrs. Fan out.

Fan Jin also followed, and the mother and son came out together to welcome him.

After greeting each other, Eldest Aunt began to praise the mansion in front of her.

Even if it was obvious that the words did not answer the meaning.

He didn't mean it.

Mrs. Fan's face was also full of smiles. She looked extremely happy.

Everyone was about to enter.

On the official road half a mile away, another person rode a donkey and turned over. Behind him was a person who was jogging. There was also a man who was carrying a pole and jogging behind him.

"Is it our Wang Clan Gathering's Chief Xia?”

As the head of the grain department, Fan Xi had dealt with President Xia many times.

During the Hongwu period, the grain chiefs still had some status. There were some big grain chiefs who had a higher status than the county officials.

Fan Xi, the head of the grain department, was not that powerful. When he saw the head soldier, he could only stop and wait. He also squeezed out a smile on his face.

The one riding the donkey in front was Chief Xia.

Butcher Hu followed behind him, and the two men carrying the load were the two men who were boiling soup for him.

In front of the carrying pole was half a stone of rice, and behind it was a huge pig's head with a large intestine, a few pieces of liver, and lungs.

Chief Xia jumped off the donkey from afar and came closer. He first cupped his hands to greet Fan Jin and then greeted Fan Jin's mother.

Then, he greeted Fan Xi and Fan Huan.

"I heard that Fifth Madam Fan and Jinzi are moving, so we discussed it and gathered these food to congratulate them.”

Butcher Hu spoke politely while staring at Fan Jin.

There was not a single elegant bone in his body.

He could only see that Fan Jin's bearing was different from usual, but how could he be like County Head Lin, Wei Wenqian, Li Ning, and the others, who could see Fan Jin's excellent demeanor?

Of course, Fan Jin knew that it was nonsense to talk about a housewarming celebration.

It was most likely President Xia playing tricks.

He was proud of himself and his literary name had already spread.

Especially if the county lord liked it, these officials would definitely come to curry favor with him.

First, burn a cold stove that is not too cold. If Fan Jin is a child or a scholar, he will be promoted.

Wouldn't that be an old friend?

Fan Jin saw through this little trick at a glance.

He didn't even need to use physiognomy.

He would not argue with these people. If he was really an official, he would not be deceived by these servants.

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