"Master..."
Chai Cuiqiao looked at Li Ang with a worried look, and immediately brought a washbasin towel and wiped the cold sweat off Li Ang's face with hot water.
She could see the discomfort on Li Ang's face, not because of the noisy congratulations in the yard, but because of physical pain.
Li Ang rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat up from the bed.
'The ink-colored silk thread lurking in my brain - let's call it ink thread for now, functions as a spiritual bridge, connecting the broken spiritual veins at both ends of the brain. '
Li Ang thought silently, 'Because of this, I can bypass the hexagram restrictions of [Skull-Broken Sword], complete the initial guidance of spiritual energy, and break through to the realm of sensing energy.
But the question is, Moss... what exactly is it?
What are its effects and harms? '
Mosi was taken out by Jiao Cheng from the Sword Immortal's Cenotaph. Jiao Cheng's group of people all died in the cave, and the information they had collected before was missing.
'I was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to carefully observe what else was in the entire underground palace, such as the books left by the Sword Immortal.
And now, the cave under the ghost market must have been discovered by the Zhenfu Division, and maybe it is already being excavated intensively.
It was impossible to go back there and look for clues again. '
Li Ang's mind suddenly changed. Due to the abuse of aliens by the monks in the pre-Sui Dynasty, they not only used alienated objects to assist their practice, but also
There are even magic ways to directly implant the alienated object into the body and integrate it with the alienated object. Through special rituals, people can directly obtain the special abilities of the alienated object.
And there are no original restrictions, so the strength can be greatly enhanced.
The only negative effect is that the monks will gradually lose their humanity, be infected and assimilated by alienated objects, and degenerate into [demons].
At the end of the former Sui Dynasty, the monks who became increasingly wanton and reckless caused great harm to the people, which directly led to the collapse of the former Sui Dynasty and ushered in an extremely cruel and chaotic era.
Once bitten, twice shy,
Xuegong and Yu State are extremely cautious in their attitudes towards alienated objects, and it can even be said that they are a bit over the top.
Any act of implanting alienated objects into the body will be associated with [devil] and is definitely not allowed.
Even if the leg is broken, trying to reattach it with an alien substance will be highly suspicious.
Because of this, the progress of human medicine in Yu State was slow - monks rarely got sick, and they rarely dissected the human body and studied the principles of human body function.
If the academy discovers Mo Si... I don't know what they will do.
Li Ang took a deep breath, relaxed the pain between his eyebrows, and smiled at the worried Chai Cuiqiao, "I'm fine."
Chai Cuiqiao could still see Li Ang's worries, but Li Ang didn't want to say anything, so she had no choice but to nod, "...Yeah."
"By the way, why is this water hot?"
Li Ang casually pointed to the hot water in the basin and asked. They had just returned home and hadn't had time to heat the water yet.
"Oh, the hot water is poured from a black wooden bottle."
Chai Cuiqiao took out a wooden bottle from the corner of the room that was similar to the thermos bottle in Li Ang's otherworldly memory, "This is it. It was given by Miss Linlang."
This wooden bottle is a thermos pot, a product sold to Chang'an by the Bai barbarians of Beiwu. It can keep hot water warm for a long time. It costs at least seven guan, and can cost more than ten guan. The sales are very good, and there must be support from powerful people behind it.
Li Ang wanted to buy one when he was in Zhenzhou. He wiped the cold sweat on his body with a hot towel, stopped thinking about the troubles, and fell asleep.
When I woke up in the blink of an eye, it was already night outside the window.
There was a noise in the courtyard, and Song Shaoyuan knocked on the door and said, "Risheng, get up quickly, the academy has released the results, and the carriage from the palace is probably arriving soon."
"Come here."
Li Ang took a breath, put on brand new clothes with the help of Chai Cuiqiao, and pushed out the door.
There were not only Song Shaoyuan, Zhai Yiming and others in the courtyard, but also Ji Linglang and Yang Yu.
"Brother Li!"
As soon as they met, Yang Yu held up his hands with joy and said, "You are really lucky to have Yang get to know Brother Li and have some of Brother Li's blessings."
"Shichiro, have you passed the exam?"
Li Ang saw the happy expression on Yang Yu's face and asked subconsciously.
"Seven hundred and twenty-one."
Yang Yu flicked his sleeves and said sternly, "The last one is the best."
"congratulations!"
Li Ang sincerely handed over his hand to congratulate him and turned to look at Ji Linglang who was smiling lightly.
"Four hundred and three."
Ji Linglang smiled and said, "It's good if you can survive."
In the final exam, out of 2,500 people, only six or seven hundred were awarded.
Among them, Li Ang, Ji Linglang, and Yang Yu who took the final exam successfully passed the exam, and Yong Hongzhong, who was relatively close, also passed successfully.
Yang Yu knew what Li Ang wanted to ask, so he waved his hand and asked the servant to bring a roll of wide-width paper with still wet ink.
"This is the specific ranking just extracted from the Suzaku Gate notice board."
Yang Yu said: "This ranking includes not only the final exam, but also the previous two exams."
On the paper, first and second were Li Ang and Youzhou He Fanshuang, Chang'an Pei Jing was third, Yong Hongzhong was fourteenth, and other familiar names were the imperial doctor's daughter Qiu Feng.
I didn't see Qiu Jinghuan, so I guess he failed the exam.
"In the 300 years since the Academy was founded, no one in Zhenzhou has ever won the top prize. This is your first time at Risheng."
Ji Linglang smiled and said: "When I enter the imperial city to meet the Holy Spirit later, His Majesty will definitely ask you some questions as usual. Have you thought about what poems you want to write?"
"this..."
Li Ang opened his mouth and almost forgot about this.
According to the practice in previous years, when the emperor hosted a banquet to receive the disciples of the academy, he would select the number one scholar and the students he liked, and ask the students to write a few colorful poems and recite a few magnificent poems.
If the emperor himself has a more easy-going personality, he may even take the pipa to accompany him to show the harmony between the emperor and his ministers.
"I'm not good at writing poetry."
Li Ang shook his head and smiled bitterly. He really didn't know how.
You can't go up and chant, "When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense array will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor." Right?
Is this a bit...
"If it doesn't work out, I can still perform other talents. It's just a formality."
Yang Yu thought: "Risheng, can you sing and dance?"
I can rap, okay?
Li Ang scratched his head. He was the best at surgery. Why not perform anatomy on a guinea pig for the emperor in front of the palace?
"How difficult is this?"
While everyone was struggling, the eldest son of Yan Lin beside him smiled and took out a stack of old paper from his arms, "Little Doctor Li, this is a poem you wrote before and asked me to keep for you."
"Um?"
Li Ang took the stack of paper, which had many poems written on it, with different styles and handwriting.
He raised his head and glanced at Yan Lin's eldest son, and immediately reacted - Yan Mansion knew that he could not write poems, so he sent over all the poems that the literati in the Duke's Mansion had saved. If the emperor in front of the palace asked, he could just quote one. That’s it.
We are all our own people, and we will not go out and spread rumors randomly.
"Thank you, Yan Dalang."
Li Ang coughed and took the poem and looked at it carefully.
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"Auntie."
The evening breeze was slightly cold, and Princess Li Leling of Guanghua came to the Liangyi Hall of Taiji Palace under the umbrella held by the palace ladies (with wind-proof charms attached to the umbrella cover).
"Leling,"
Queen Xue, who was chatting with her son Li Hui in the side hall of Liangyi Hall, stood up, walked forward, and held Li Leling's cold palm distressedly, "Why did you come back? Dr. Qiu said, too much night breeze is harmful to her." You are not in good health."
"It's the final exam of the Academy today. After watching the results for a while, it's quite lively. Where is Aye?"
Li Leling coquettishly acted coquettishly in her mother's arms for a while, then she straightened up a little and bowed to her fourth brother Li Hui, who has the same father and mother.
"Aye is discussing with the mountain chief, brother, uncle, and ministers in the main hall."
Fourth Prince Li Hui said with a smile.
"Isn't there a dinner party to receive the academy disciples soon?"
Li Leling curiously looked into the main hall of Liangyi Palace and saw the emperor pointing hard on the desktop map with a serious look on his face.
Standing next to him were the mountain chief, the prince, as well as Zhongshu Ling Xue Ji (who was also Queen Xue's brother), his servant Zhongfang Lu, Shangshu Zuopushe Pei Su and other important officials.
A group of people were discussing something in a deep voice, and words such as "military use" and "malaria" could be vaguely heard.
