The first candidate in the examination room made some noise. It was like thousands of sails competing against each other for dominance. There was constant noise.
Literary stars are shining brightly, and some people's literary whirlpool appears and then slowly disappears, indicating that the articles they write are not strong enough and cannot reach the level of condensed literary power. Some people's literary whirlpools continue to condense after the emergence, causing strange phenomena, indicating that they have reached a good scholarly state and can be promoted.
It was already at the end of Shen Shi. At this moment, the heat brought by the sun was no longer obvious, and the frequency of Wenqi vortex and Wenxing vibration in the examination room began to increase slowly.
"Looking at the situation, several literary whirlpools have formed. There should be seven or eight talented people, right?"
"This is the first exam, and we can produce so many talented people. The literati in our government are really amazing this time."
Outside the examination room, people watching on one side of the street kept sighing, and others nodded, obviously agreeing with this statement.
"Old man, is this your first time coming back to see such a scene?"
A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was standing next to an old man who had just sighed and said, his eyes full of joking and proud expression, as if he felt that he had passed the exam to be a scholar.
"Old man, it's too early for you to say now. Not many people can succeed today. You see now, the number of Wenqi whirlpools and Wenxing trembling is only about twenty times. Some vortices disappear halfway, and they can become seven or eight scholars. It’s quite annoying for me to watch.”
This man's name was Sun Er, and he was just an idle person in the city. When he saw the other person looking at him, he even waved his sleeves, and the old god started to comment.
"There are probably seven or eight hundred candidates taking part this year. It doesn't matter that only seven or eight talents have emerged so far. The highlight will be tomorrow. When all the questions are answered tomorrow, then you will see an incredible scene."
"The sky was filled with whirlpools of literary energy, and the rays of literary stars appeared like ripples, lingering for a long time. Then there were visions coming one after another. That scene was awesome."
Sun Er said this, and kept raising his hands to make gestures. The description made the old man and the people around him fascinated, and they unconsciously imagined such magnificent pictures in their minds.
Sun Er talked non-stop for a long time, seeming to be a little unhappy, and now he spoke more firmly.
"I think that's it for today. The scholars have probably finished answering their papers, and not even a literary star has moved. In a while, the sun will set, and these candidates will be coming out."
"It's still not as good as what I saw two years ago. At that time, only one out of 700 children became scholars."
"This time, I think it's uneven. It's uneven."
Sun Er was shaking his head with regret, but at this moment, the people around him couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. Sun Er turned around and saw green lights surging from the examination hall.
The shining green light suddenly swept across the entire examination room.
And along with that shining green light came a stream of clear water. The sound of running water in the mountains could be heard, and the water flowed through everyone easily without getting anything wet.
It turned out to be a vision with both sound and color!
"What's the situation?" Sun Er was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he asked with a face full of astonishment, while a young man upstairs pointed at the folding fan excitedly.
"Wenxing moved three times, no! Wenxing moved four!"
I could only see where the Young Master's folding fan was pointing. The Wenxing hanging high above the altar was making even greater fluctuations, and it actually made waves again.
"Wenxing Wudong!"
"Wenxing Wudong! This is a masterpiece with great meaning!"
Someone exclaimed, and the people around him suddenly became a little commotion. The officers and soldiers had already taken action to suppress it, but Sun Er stood stunned on the spot.
The old man next to him who was listening to his sermon turned to look at him and asked with an interesting expression.
"Sir, what about this situation? Have you ever experienced this before?"
"Isn't this uneven compared to what you saw before?"
Several children nearby immediately covered their mouths and laughed wildly. Many people also looked at Sun Er, with sneers on their faces at this moment.
The slap in the face came so quickly.
Sun Er was so ashamed that his face turned red. He took a deep breath, swollen his cheeks, stared at the old man with a look of unwillingness, and spoke in panic.
"I don't have the ability to be a scholar, so I don't know how many powerful scholars there are in this examination room!"
As he said that, the people around him burst into laughter. Sun Er looked embarrassed, lowered his head and slipped into the crowd and ran away.
At this moment, the officials in the North Tower also looked at the field, with surprise and expectation on their faces.
The Five Movements of Wenxing, before, few people could do this even on the second day of the exam, but today is the first day of the exam, and there are actually people who have achieved such heights.
What kind of classic article is this? !
"Wenxing Wudong, and this vision, at least B-level. With this level of writing, is it possible that Jizhou Prefecture will produce a scholar who is A-level this time?!"
"Articles on classics and meanings are not as good as policy essays, poems, and songs. They are the most difficult to introduce from the old and bring forth the new. The literary stars have five movements, which are rare and rare!"
The teacher from Taihe County exclaimed, but at the moment he was looking around the examination room intently, hoping to find the person who made this literary star tremble.
The literary star trembles and stirs up the literary energy of heaven and earth, and a whirlpool of literary energy will appear.
Each teacher hurriedly stepped forward to see if the talented scholar in the county had written an article on Wenxing Wudong. Even Master Tixue, who had always been leisurely and leisurely, did not wake up at this moment and wanted to read the article. See the elegance of this.
Ouyang Hong also wanted to push forward, but when the dozen or so literary whirlpools appeared before, none of them were from Shiyang County. Ouyang Hong was seized by these people to ridicule him, but now he hesitates.
At this moment, an official shouted excitedly.
"It's coming out, the Wen Qi vortex is coming out, wait! How come there is such a huge Wen Qi vortex!"
An official shouted, and everyone else also looked at this moment, only to see that the whirlpool of literary energy that suddenly condensed in the examination hall was no longer two or three feet high and one or two feet wide, but was now ten feet high and as wide as Three feet.
This kind of whirlpool almost towers over the sky and the earth. Such a scene can only be seen during the provincial examination!
People outside the street could also see the vortex stirring in the air, which was more than half the height of the examination hall wall.
Everyone involuntarily raised their necks and exclaimed.
Zhanbo, the eunuch of Wan'an County, swallowed his saliva and turned to shout to the clerk next to him.
"Quickly check, who is the candidate in the examination room No. 33 of Dingquan?"
Others also turned their heads and looked at the little official one after another. The little official's face was sweating, but his hands were turning quickly, searching quickly on the paper. After a moment, he raised his head in surprise.
"My lords, the candidate from No. 33 Ding Circle is called Song Mu. He is seventeen years old and comes from Shiyang County."
"Shiyang County..."
Several officials' throats froze when they heard this, especially the Taihe County Jiaoyu, who had already produced two scholars, and couldn't help but look at Ouyang Hong next to him.
Ouyang Hong, who was standing in the attic with his sleeves tightly clenched, was suddenly startled when he heard the name.
The next moment he pursed his lips and asked in disbelief.
"Did you check correctly?"
The clerk looked at it again and nodded seriously: "Sir, you are right, it is Song Mu from Shiyang County."
"Song Mu..." Ouyang Hong murmured, turning his head to look outside. Seeing the stirring vortex, an indescribable sense of joy surged up.
Zhan Bo's expression paused, with a look of disbelief on his face. The other teachers also stepped forward and handed over their hands, looking quite surprised.
"Congratulations to Mr. Ouyang, Shiyang County is going to seize the head of the case this time."
"congratulations."
All the adults raised their hands to Ouyang Hong, who responded in a daze. Fan Tixue, who was looking at the whirlpool outside, turned his head to look inside the room, laughed twice and stroked his beard.
"I am afraid there are not many articles on the classics and meanings of Wenxing Wudong in Jiangnan West Road this time. Song Mu is indeed worthy of being the son of the Song family."
"Pass my order. This news must not be leaked or discussed in private for the time being!"
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