"Chi Chao, how are you doing recently?" At this time, Chi Tang interjected.
"I'm living a good life. In Yufangzhai, I can enjoy fine wine and food every day, and see beautiful women and concubines. I'm so happy! I heard that the prince has been admitted to Houde Building. This is really something worth celebrating."
Chitang shook his head in denial: "My goal is not Houde Tower, but the Sword Tower!"
"Prince Chitang wants to take the sword tower exam! What a heroic ambition!" Chang Linfeng and others complimented beside him, "Only Prince Chitang can enter the sword tower."
"Sword Tower? Your Majesty wants to learn Haoran Qi?" Chi Chaan asked.
"Of course." Chitang replied, "The secret skill of the Gui Kingdom's Unknown Land Sword Tower is one of the three extraordinary forms of Lizhou Continent along with the Demon Killing Blood of the Wild Kingdom and the Xiaoyao Shen of the Xi Kingdom."
"But does the prince know how to get into the Sword Tower?" Chi Chaan asked again, "This is not easy. The Sword Tower never looks at talent, but at the students' understanding and personality."
"Do you know it well?" everyone asked.
"I just did some research. Since the Divine Book, a total of three people have been admitted to the Sword Tower. One is the first gentleman, Xu Mu Zhidao, the second gentleman is Bao Tiantian, and the third is the three gentlemen Gu Quanyi." Not every time Gui Anyone can get into the sword tower when the kindergarten exam starts, unless they meet two requirements: first, they must get a first-class or above in all five arts except calligraphy, and at least a low-level score in calligraphy. The second is to get the top A grade in calligraphy and be directly admitted to Jianta. "
"Does this seem easy? It's not as difficult as you said." Chang Linfeng said contemptuously.
"Haha, does Mr. Chang Lin know that the best result in calligraphy after the third gentleman is? It's Yixia!" Chi Chaan said with a smile, "Does Mr. Chang Lin think it's still easy?"
"It's so difficult!" Chang Linfeng and others gasped.
"That's right, calligraphy is the most difficult of the six arts. The propositions are mysterious and uncertain. So far, only the first gentleman has obtained the first grade, and even the second and third gentlemen have only obtained the lowest grade. I believe that I can break this. With one record, he will become the fourth gentleman in Guiyuan." Chitang is full of confidence.
Shooting, imperialism, and music are the first tests, while etiquette, mathematics, and calligraphy are the second tests.
In the archery examination field, Chi Tang drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and all three arrows shot out, hitting the red heart; Chi Chaan drew the bow so hard that his face turned red, and he couldn't draw a semicircle, so he couldn't even shoot the arrow.
In the Royal Science Examination Hall, Chi Tang was galloping on the grassland on a horse with a heroic appearance. As soon as Chi Chuan sat on the saddle, the horse under him jumped up and threw him to the ground.
In the Music Examination Hall, Chi Tang blew a good tune and sounded desolate and sad. The Music Examiner was moved to tears; Chi Chuan's loud drumming was so heartbreaking that the Music Examiner wanted to hang himself from the beam.
After the three-subject exam, it was already dark, but not as dark as Chi Chuan's face.
Walking on the stone path, Chi Chaan thought: I still have a chance, I can't give up. Just like I can't give up hope of living, I'm always looking for a way to save myself from corruption. Tomorrow, I want everyone to know that even though I am not a prince, I am still a person who cannot be bullied.
The final exam is scheduled for tomorrow morning, so students taking the exam will be arranged to rest in the student dormitory in Guiyuan for one night.
In the evening, after dinner, Chi Chuan took a stroll along the Guilin trails in Guiyuan. Everyone he met on the road was holding a book and studying hard. When Chi Chaan saw it, he couldn't help but think: Should I also read a book?
"Hey, fake prince. I heard that you did poorly in the first exam." Suddenly an apple fell into Chi Chuan's arms.
Chi Chao looked angrily at the "criminal" who was throwing objects from high altitude, and found that it was an acquaintance - Yao Xiaojie. Yao Xiaojie, dressed in green, hid in the dense canopy of trees and looked at him with a smile.
"Hey, Yao Xiaojie. Are you coming to take the Guiyuan test too?" Chi Chaan picked up the apple and wiped it with his sleeve, then took a bite. It was crisp and sweet.
"I don't need to take the Guiyuan exam like you. I'm here to tell you that even if you fail, you can stay in Guiyuan. Because there is an expert who has been appointed as her direct disciple." Yao Xiaojie jumped from the tree. He got down and pounced directly on Chi Chaan.
Fortunately, Chi Chaan had practiced, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to catch her.
"I wonder which instructor recognized me?" Chi Chaan asked.
"I won't tell you yet. You will know when the results are announced tomorrow. Also, how long do you plan to hold me?"
Chi Chaan put Yao Xiaojie down at a loss, touched his head and laughed dryly.
It has to be said that Yao Xiaojie's words gave Chi Chuan some reassurance. Chi Chuan slept peacefully that night, instead of being haggard like other candidates.
In the etiquette exam, the examiner gave each candidate a blank piece of paper to write down their inner understanding of etiquette within the prescribed time of one stick of incense.
Chi Chaan looked at the white paper on the desk, thought about it, and a very accurate answer appeared in his mind. His dual doctorates in Chinese politics and history are not for nothing. Confucius’ concept of etiquette is very consistent with the answer to this question.
Chi Chaan soaked the purple hair brush with ink, and then wrote eight characters on the paper: "junjun, minister, father, father, son, son". After looking at it with satisfaction, Chi Chaan stood up and handed in the paper. However, the incense stick had just begun to burn.
"This candidate, are you sure you want to hand in the paper now?" the teaching examiner asked, "This question is a bit difficult, but you can still get a C grade by writing a gift."
"No need, teach me." Chi Chaan replied affirmatively.
As the first person to submit papers in the etiquette department, the family members waiting outside were all surprised.
For the math exam, the test papers were handed out.
Chi Chao took a quick look and found that it was a problem that a high school student could solve. Looking around, some people were biting their pens, some were doing crazy calculations on the manuscript paper, some were burying their heads and choking...
is that really so difficult! Chi Chaan said in his heart. It’s not difficult!
Looking at the seventh floor of the towering tower
Red light dots multiply
A total of three hundred and eighty-one lights
How many lamps are there at the tip please?
This was just a simple geometric sequence. Chi Chaan listed the calculation formula and quickly wrote down the answer - three lamps.
Chi Chaan once again became the first candidate to hand in his paper and appear, and the waiting family members were shocked again.
"It seems that your Guiyuan test questions are very difficult. My little brother is already the first to submit the paper for the second time." Gu Qianhao said sarcastically to He Guohang beside him.
"Young Pavilion Master, the last three subjects of the exam are questions set by the gentlemen of Sword Tower. It is normal for them to be difficult. After all, it is difficult for everyone."
"The people from Sword Tower set the questions? They are all perverts. I don't believe how many candidates can reach the top level of the questions they gave."
In the book test, another blank piece of paper was handed out. The examiner was a resolute and upright young man in white with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
"Hello candidates, I am the examiner of this year's calligraphy subject. Some of you must already know who I am, but I still want to introduce myself again. My name is Sumu Zhidao, the gentleman leader of the Sword Tower."
All the candidates looked at him with admiration, as if they were worshiping an immortal who had come to the world.
"I know you are all eager to enter the Sword Tower, but the opportunity comes every year, but there are not many people in the Sword Tower. Among the people who come to take the exam, they are either a few short of the first level in the five arts, or they can't get the first level in the calligraphy subject. They During the exam, they forgot what their original intention was? They only thought about getting good grades, but forgot their original intention. This is the reason why they failed. I hope you will remember this lesson." Sumu said proudly. Raising his hand, "I come here every year to exhort the candidates, but few of them can stick to their original intention. Let me see if any of you this year stick to your original intention of taking the Guiyuan exam. After talking for so long, the fragrance is the same. Halfway through. Next, I will dictate the test questions, and all candidates should listen carefully."
"You all saw the white lotus blooming in the pond in the courtyard. We will use it for the question today. Using it as the title, you will write a gentleman's poem. Remember to write it carefully, as this is related to whether you can be admitted to the Sword Tower. "Xiumu Zhidao deliberately slowed down and waited for half a stick of incense before he finished explaining the test questions.
There was only a quarter of the incense stick left, and most of the candidates were sweating so anxiously that they wrote frantically on the white paper. Subaki Zhidao looked at the anxious candidates and smiled slightly. This year, few people can remain calm in dangerous situations.
Chi Chuan calmly filled the purple brush with ink, and then wrote one word after another on the paper.
Lotus, gentleman. This is letting me fly! Zhou Dunyi's "The Theory of Love and Lotus" actually came in handy. Chi Chaan was overjoyed. He recited "Ai Lian Shuo" silently in his heart, deleting and correcting things that did not belong to this world.
Soon, "The Story of Ai Lian" signed by Chi Chaan was created.
Ai Lian said
The flowers of water, land and vegetation are very lovely. Xi Taoqian only loved chrysanthemums. Since the book of gods, Gui people have loved peonies very much. I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes the ripples clear without being evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches.
I say chrysanthemum, the flower that represents seclusion; peony, the flower that represents wealth and honor; lotus, the flower that represents the gentleman. Alas! The love of chrysanthemum is rare after Tao. Who can share the love of the lotus? The love of peony is suitable for everyone.
With a long sigh of relief, Chi Chaan stood up and handed in the paper.
Subaki Shimichi looked at the young man who came forward to hand in his paper with great interest, took his paper and looked at his name. Liao Chun? A gentleman calls Chun Feng a good name.
By the time the incense was burned, only Chi Tang and Yu Wenyu reluctantly handed in their papers.
"You still haven't stuck to your heart." Sumu Zhidao left this sentence and left with three test papers with a sigh.
The mountain behind Guiyuan is where the sword tower is located.
"Senior Brother, you are doing that trick again! There are only three test papers here, how easy it is for you!" Bao Tiantian looked at the only three test papers on Xumu Zhidao's table, and compared them with a large pile of papers on his own table. Taking the etiquette test, I felt very unbalanced.
"I am senior brother, do you dare to teach me a lesson?"
"I don't dare, but senior brother has the responsibility to take care of his junior brothers and sisters. You can share half of the test papers for Ayi and I." Bao Tiantian pretended to be cute.
"Okay, but you have to wait until I finish reading these three answer sheets."
"This is what you said! Don't regret it!" Gu Quanyi raised his head excitedly.
"Quickly correct it, otherwise the people below will come up to talk about it again."
After hearing this, Gu Quanyi immediately immersed himself in correcting the paper.
After roughly reading three articles, Sumu Zhidao took out Chi Chaan's article and read it carefully.
"Not bad! Good! Good! Good!" Sumu Zhidao said the word "good" three times in a row, and then picked up the ink pen and marked the first two words on the Chi Chaan scroll.
"This is the first time that senior brother has praised the answer sheet sent by the Shu Department. It seems that we will have a junior brother this year?" Seeing Xu Mu Zhidao's praise, Bao Tiantian already knew what happened.
"There must be a junior brother. It suits my taste so well. No matter how well he does in other subjects, he is already our fourth junior brother." Sumu Zhidao showed a rare wildness.
"In that case, let's speed up the correction. We'll meet this junior brother earlier." Gu Quanyi started working on both sides, and the correction speed increased significantly.
Suddenly, his hand stopped on the last test paper. There is a note from the invigilator on the paper: After reading the questions, this student lit the incense and wrote down the answers and handed them in. It takes the shortest time of all the algebra math exams.
Gu Quanyi looked at Chi Chaan's answer again, and it was completely correct. There was an indescribable excitement in his heart, and he immediately wrote the word "A" on the mark.
"Senior Brother, I want you to agree to admit another junior brother."
"Elder brother, Tiantian wants you to admit another person."
Gu Quanyi and Bao Tiantian said at the same time, and then looked at each other in surprise.
Bao Tiantian just gave Chi Tang's paper an A-level score. He wrote, "Respecting the emperor and being loyal to the country is a courtesy, respecting teachers and filial piety is a courtesy." It was too broad.
The last one was from Chi Chaan. The eight words he wrote "junjun, minister, father, son, son" puzzled Bao Tiantian at first. After thinking for a while, she understood the truth behind it - the king is in the king's position. , ministers occupy ministerial positions, the father has the status of a father, and the son has the status of a son. Everyone should do their own job, it is a courtesy and a rule! With such an incisive answer, how could she not give it a top grade?
