"Worship into the Holy Monastery?"
Lin Yi really didn't expect that Zhong Zizheng would suddenly ask this question.
He turned to look at Li Wenbo who was collecting the broken pieces of the teacup.
You probably also know why Li Wenbo is so excited.
student.
It is an honor to worship in the holy courtyard.
In fact, this is the goal pursued by scholars.
The provincial examination, the general examination, the palace examination... step by step, we are approaching the holy place in our hearts. This is the motivation for scholars to stay up late and read at night.
"What does uncle have to do with the Holy Court?"
Lin Yi did not answer directly, but wanted to know why the other party said such things.
"Well!"
Zhong Zizheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "There is a great scholar in the Holy Academy who is my friend. I can help recommend him!"
Said.
He looked at Lin Yi expectantly.
Li Wenbo thought to himself: "Awesome! I'm actually friends with the great Confucian scholar. I shouldn't have left any bad impression, right?"
Lin Yi didn't think too much, poured a cup of tea for Zhong Zizheng and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior!"
"Entering the Holy Academy is indeed the pursuit of scholars like us, because it is a recognition of one's own qualifications and strength!"
"But it is precisely because of this that I, this junior, cannot agree!"
"It is true that by joining the Holy Academy, the junior will have more reading resources and better guidance from the Master, but I just want to give it a try with my own efforts!"
"Instead of this... relationship!"
Lin Yi declined Zhong Zizheng's proposal.
"this……"
Zhong Zi was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.
Refused!
Lin Yi actually refused the opportunity to join the Holy Court.
How many scholars dream of joining the Zhenguoshengyuan. This is the beginning of the real leap into the dragon's gate.
Enter the holy courtyard and read the books of sages.
Develop top literary skills and slay demons.
Zhong Zizheng said seriously: "Lin Yi, if you think about it again, I will still give you this face to my uncle's friend!"
Lin Yi smiled and said: "Junior has already thought it through!"
Zhong Zi was getting anxious and said: "Why are you so confused? Ask your book boy what will happen if you give him this opportunity?"
Li Wenbo said seriously: "I will go back to my hometown cemetery to see which tomb is emitting smoke, and then tell my parents that it is our ancestral tomb!"
Lin Yi: "..."
Zhong Zizheng: “???”
"Then senior, give him a chance!" Lin Yi said.
"Master?"
Buzz!
Li Wenbo's head buzzed, his eyes instantly turned red, and he wanted to grab the ground with his head.
From then on, Lin Yi was devastated.
"No, you can't float!"
Li Wenbo was about to kneel down and say thanks, but he understood instantly.
impossible!
It was impossible for this uncle to recommend him, because the uncle was interested in Lin Yi's talent.
Li Wenbo's eyes were red, and he looked at Lin Yi nervously: "Master, you can't leave me, I won't go... I won't go to the Holy Court even if I die, I just want to be with you!"
Lin Yi looked at Li Wenbo in surprise and thought to himself: "This guy..."
"You are loyal!"
Zhong Zizheng looked at Li Wenbo with admiration, then stood up and said: "Lin Yi, uncle won't force you. Uncle will stay at Pingzhou Academy these days. Whenever you change your mind, tell uncle at any time!"
"Then uncle leaves first!"
The more you push, the more counterproductive the effect may be.
Zhong Zizheng decided to change his approach.
"Senior, walk slowly!"
Lin Yi stood up to see him off. Zhong Zizheng sighed, shook his head and left the courtyard.
"Master!"
As soon as Zhong Zizheng left, Li Wenbo stared at Lin Yi with wide eyes and said, "That's the Zhenguo Holy Academy, why don't you agree?"
Lin Yidao: "If I agree, I may not survive next year!"
"ah?"
Li Wenbo turned pale with fright.
Lin Yi chuckled and said: "Those who can enter the Holy Court must at least pass the palace examination, which means that sixth-grade Confucian students are the threshold!"
"I... am a ninth-grade enlightened scholar. What will happen if I go to the Holy Court? I don't need to tell you this, right?"
Lin also believed that Li Wenbo could understand.
"don't know!"
Li Wenbo didn't quite understand and shook his head.
"you……"
Lin Yiyu choked up and explained: "Everyone is jealous. If I enter the Holy Academy, not only those who have studied hard for ten years but also those who have studied for decades will be dissatisfied."
"Even the scholars who have entered the Holy Academy are even more dissatisfied."
"Even if this uncle's friends help me, can he protect me every day?"
"As long as I enter the Holy Court, what will greet me will be countless conspiracies, provocations and humiliations!"
"But I can only grit my teeth and suffer the humiliation. I have no way to escape. My life and death are in the hands of others."
"You said...what's the point of entering the Holy Court so frustratedly?"
"If you want to go, then go in a glorious manner, and enter the Holy Court in the most arrogant manner, so that all the scholars can see that this scholar who has entered the Holy Court is not to be trifled with!"
Lin also traveled through time, but experienced many death threats.
It is clear what dangers arise when a man acquires something beyond his means.
Entering the Holy Court at the ninth level.
When the head is hot, it goes in, and when the body is cold, it comes out dead!
After listening to this, Li Wenbo thought for a moment and suddenly realized it. His body trembled and he said: "Master, what you said is absolutely true!"
"When I master two more literary skills, I will set off to Nanxiang Mansion to take the provincial examination!"
Lin will also enter the Holy Court, but definitely not in this way.
Li Wenbo was shocked and said, "Have you already mastered one skill? You can't!"
Lin Yi nodded and said: "Getting started, I just have a little understanding!"
"That's it!"
Li Wenbo breathed a sigh of relief, which scared him to death.
It took him two years to practice the ninth-grade literary art of Jieyuan to reach the second level of the literary art of "Luanyu Feihua".
And with this literary skill, he won the first place in the literary and technical examinations of the provincial examination.
"Master, practice well, I have to see off those guests!" Li Wenbo then withdrew.
Lin Yi was reading in his room and studying literature.
…
at the same time.
The Imperial Palace in Beijing.
In the imperial study room, Dayan Emperor Lin Yunhong is holding a bamboo slip of a sage, reading and practicing, and his talent lingers.
"His Majesty!"
In the darkness, a figure walked out and bowed: "I re-investigated the accident that year and found that the maids and eunuchs who witnessed the accident... are now all dead under mysterious circumstances!"
"However, I still found a breakthrough. On the day of the fire in the palace, there was a record of a eunuch leaving the palace, but no record of returning to the palace. However, this eunuch was recorded in the ceremonial supervisor's documents as having already died!"
Emperor Dayan's eyes narrowed slightly and he said: "Who is it?"
Long San said: "Call the adoptive father!"
"The slave beside the queen, where is he?" Emperor Dayan breathed heavily.
A glint appeared in his eyes.
"I have made it clear through my investigation that Zhao Guoji died fifteen years ago. According to the information I found, Zhao Guoji once had a baby with him...but then the baby was nowhere to be found!"
Long San hesitated for a moment and said, "I suspect that the baby Zhao adopted is the legitimate prince!"
Uh-huh!
Emperor Dayan stood up abruptly, exuding a strong and powerful aura, and said in a deep voice: "Check, continue to check, go to the south to check...If you can't find out the reason, I will pick off your head!"
"yes!"
Long San bowed and retreated, his body already soaked with sweat.
