"Liu Xun, you are the one with the most offerings among the immortals this time." "That's not true. This person in the lower realm who seeks fame has flattened the threshold of his Wenqu Hall. Which student doesn't want to get a good rank in the autumn examination, so he doesn't have to pay more tribute to Wenquxing."
Liu Xun glanced at the gossiping god and went straight back to Wenqu Hall. Since the prosperous times, the incense of his Wenqu Hall has become more and more prosperous, and the ruler of the lower realm has been focusing on the imperial examination, and the children of officials have come to worship him more and more. But this Liu Xun is a master who doesn't like official career. He ignores everyone who comes to high school. He only likes to recite poems and read in his Wenqu Hall alone. However, no matter how useless it is to worship Wenquxing, there are still people coming in an endless stream, as if worshiping Wenquxing can really win the first prize. But Liu Xun did not completely ignore the affairs in the palace. Occasionally, people came to ask for poems and scriptures, so he would answer their questions. As time went by, I felt that it was not a long-term solution, so I invited Li Jie to study in the mortal world.
Intention: The prosperity in Wenqu Palace is not the prosperity of Liu Xun.