Chen Xu and Xu Wenyuan each obtained their Scholar's Seal.
In response to the clerk's question, Chen Xu casually retorted, "Mr. Shu Yun's literary gathering? We haven't received an invitation, it's not quite right to go uninvited, is it?"
The clerk chuckled and said, "You gentlemen were originally not in the Prefecture City, so you wouldn't know about this. There's an unwritten rule on Qihai Mountain.
Any literary gathering held on Qihai Mountain is implicitly invitation-free.
It doesn't matter if you're a scholar, a peddler from the city, or a rural farmer; as long as you believe you can answer the questions of the Hundred Words Stele at the foot of Qihai Mountain, you can go up the mountain."
Hundred Words Stele?
This was something new.
Over the past two days, Xu Wenyuan had been somewhat distracted by Fang Ji's death, but upon hearing the clerk's words, he couldn't help but become curious.
He quickly asked, "Hundred Words Stele? What is that?"
