"What is this?" Murong Yao asked.
"This is what you want." What Xu Que's family deduced was put into Murong Yao's hands.
"Did you really deduce the ancient fragments?" Murong Yao did not open the notes, but looked at Xu Que blankly.
"Well, that's all. Take a look for yourself." Xu Que said with pretense of certainty.
At this moment, Murong Yao opened the notes immediately like a curious baby.
When she saw what was recorded on it, she was not calm at all, because if this recorded thing was placed in any door, it would be regarded as a treasure.
"What is this picture?" Murong Yao asked, pointing to a pattern similar to a formation.
"Liangyi Sect Protector Formation." Xu Que replied casually.
"What's the use?" Murong Yao's beautiful eyes widened as the boss asked.
"The above deduction says that once this formation is completed, thousands of troops cannot break through it. If we use magic to break it, it will provide energy to the formation." Xu Que explained.
Murong Yao's breathing became unsteady when he heard that there was such a large formation to protect the sect.
You know, what Taoists are most afraid of is the invasion of powerful enemies. If there is such a formation to protect the sect, no one will look at the face of the court!
"No, I have to go back to the sect." Murong Yao stood up and said.
"Ah? What do you mean you have to go back to the sect?" Xu Que asked in shock: "Did you go back to the sect?"
"Yes, I just flew back from the sect." Murong Yao explained nonchalantly.
Xu Que's eyes twitched. He knew how far Qingyun Sect was from Nanfeng City. If he guessed correctly, it spanned three states...
"Don't you find it troublesome?" Xu Que asked.
"It's not troublesome, it's worth it for this!" Murong Yao smiled and shook the notes in her hand.
Xu Que was speechless. How could he be so mean? Isn't it good that he tossed and turned last night? Why did he have to copy this thing down?
Seeing Murong Yao flying away, Xu Que walked out of the room speechlessly.
But just when he wanted to talk to his elder brother, Xu Fan walked out of the room.
"Brother, I happened to have written two lyrics. Please help me take a look." Xu Fan handed the lyrics to Xu Que.
"Yeah, okay." Xu Que took the lyrics, opened the door, and sat directly at the table with his eldest brother.
Xu Que is still very satisfied with the lyrics written by Xu Fan. Although there are two parts that are not average, it is okay to have the ability to be famous for the first time he writes lyrics.
In the afternoon, it started to rain heavily in Nanfeng Prefecture. Xu Que helped Xu Fan revise his lyrics in the room and solved the problems one by one before Xu Que sent his eldest brother away.
Looking at the pouring rain outside, Xu Que looked thoughtful. He was worried about the river beach and didn't know whether he could survive the Yellow River flood safely.
Xu Que was still very confident about the flood control dams, but he was afraid of unexpected situations. After all, the power of nature always exceeded human imagination.
…
Early next morning
The heavy rain was still falling, and students from the two countries held oil-paper umbrellas one after another and stood in front of the examination hall next to the Confucian Temple.
While all the students were waiting anxiously, a bell suddenly rang, the literary bell rang, and the rain curtain over the examination hall seemed to be separated by something.
Immediately afterwards, another bell rang, and a golden light came from the examination hall, paving a golden avenue.
The Golden Avenue is filled with vast literature. When the candidates stand on it, countless open books appear next to them. As the books are flipped through, boats of different shapes also appear at the feet of the candidates.
"The Literary and Dao Examination is the great road of the world, carried by the boat of books, and all evil spirits have retreated!" A loud voice from the examination hall resounded throughout Nanfeng City.
Countless Beimang soldiers stood at the top of the city, looking solemnly in the direction of the Confucian Temple.
Many people from Beimang stopped to watch this strange scene. They were cheering for the Beimang students in their hearts.
"The auspicious time has arrived. The local tributes board the boat and enter..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the literary boat suddenly floated up, and countless books seemed to come alive, holding up the boat and quickly leaving the ground.
Upon seeing this, the candidates immediately boarded the boat in front of them.
As a famous candidate stepped on the civilized boat and flew away, Xu Que also followed the example of others and stepped onto the civilized boat in front of him.
Just after he stepped onto Wenqi Xiaozhou, rows of book names appeared in front of Wenqi Xiaozhou, including: The Analects of Confucius, Mencius, The Book of Songs, etc.
"The classics of all the scholars are like a boat, how spectacular it is!" Xu Que sighed.
Xu Fan smiled slightly: "Classics are transformed into boats, and literature is flourishing. Little brother, let's see you after the test!"
As Xu Fan finished speaking, the boat under his feet instantly flew up and disappeared into the examination room...
Xu Que was speechless. He wanted to ask his elder brother how to use this Wenqi boat, but he just left.
And when Xu Que was thinking about how to use the boat, the elegant boat seemed to be aware of Xu Que's thoughts. After slowly floating up, it carried Xu Que and rushed into the examination hall.
Xu Que was very shocked, but when he first entered the examination room, he was shocked by the scene inside, because the examination room at this moment was a completely different world.
He had visited the Examination Academy before, and it was no different from an ordinary academy. However, the Examination Academy at this moment was different. Except for the solemn statues of saints, there was not a single student in sight. It was as if this space was reserved for him alone. The same as opened up.
"Xu Que, the candidate for the rural tribute, is here to greet you!" A deep and dull voice sounded in the palace.
Xu Que did not hesitate and saluted to all the holy men.
"The scientific examination in the National Examination is the rise of literature and art. You are lucky to see his etiquette, your intention to read his books, your destiny to follow his path, and see the etiquette for the second time!"
Xu Que bowed again.
Xu Que also knew this from his elder brother. After all, this was a general examination and required a lot of etiquette.
"Except for pen and ink, please put everything you carry with you into the copper basin."
Xu Que took out the precious pen and gold ink from the Qiankun bag, and then put the Qiankun bag into the copper basin.
Xu Que knew that this was to ensure fairness in the scientific examination and prevent fraud, so he had to clean himself before the scientific examination.
No matter how unfair feudal society was, it was absolutely fair in the imperial examination field, because this kind of liberal arts examination could not be controlled by those political bigwigs.
Literary and scientific examinations are a place controlled by saints. Even if you are powerful, don't even think about reaching out.
Take the emperor as an example. Even if he is fatuous and incompetent, at most he can only have the power to confer Jinshi status. He cannot change the direction of the scientific examination at all. They even have no right to interfere with what is being tested.
In other words, if the candidate's score is good enough, even if the emperor stands in front of him, he will not be able to stop the candidate from moving forward!
When Xu Que handed over the Qiankun Bag, he felt very happy. He didn't know whether others could really cheat, but he was the biggest cheater because he had so much knowledge in his mind.
Just when Xu Que was happily thinking about when the exam would take place, the dull voice rang out again: "Xu Que, the rural tribute examinee, has completed his physical examination. Please step through the Wen Dao Gate and take the scientific examination..."
As the voice fell, a silver door appeared on the left side of the hall.
Xu Que walked towards the silver door, pushed it gently, and instantly entered another space.
There are no majestic statues here, and the space is not as large as that of the main hall. There is nothing else here except a candlestick, a table, a chair, a basin, and a toilet...
Xu Que was very curious. Didn't it say that the exam would take three days? Don’t you have to eat anymore?
Just as he was thinking this, the Wen Dao Golden Bell rang three times, and the gold paper fell from the top of the space to the table.
As we approached, the Golden Bell of Wen Dao rang four times, and rows of large golden characters appeared in front of the space. The questions for this year's scientific examination immediately appeared on them.
Based on the perspective of a soldier, write a poem with seven rhymes, which should reflect the military spirit of iron bones and tenderness.
This topic made Xu Que speechless. He didn't know if others could write it, but he would definitely be fine.
In fact, Xu Quezhen was overly worried. Literati all have one thing in common, that is, they are coquettish. Otherwise, why would people always say "literati and coquettish people!" This is not a derogatory term, but a complimentary term for those romantic and talented people. .
Xu Que sat in front of the desk, thought for a while, and filled the pen with gold and ink.
In fact, this question is a sub-question. As long as a literati has something in his mind, he can almost write it, but the quality is different.
But for Xu Que, a cheater, he must choose the best one. After all, he is really cool...
