At this time, there were also many people surrounding the Miscellaneous Studies Academy, all of whom were scholars and students of the Miscellaneous Studies lineage. They looked at this scene curiously, and were also curious about how Zhang Yan wanted to recruit people. And listening to the conversation just now, they found that these children were either princesses or princes, or at least heirs. Is this... so powerful? Still want to choose? Only the right ones will stay?
But Zhang Yan's next method exceeded everyone's expectations. He took out an octahedral golden gadget from his arms, which was just the size of a palm in his hand. This thing seems to have some weight to gold, but it also has an extra layer of brilliance than ordinary gold.
It is made of gold essence as the main material and some other auxiliary materials. It is naturally very different from ordinary gold. Moreover, there is a saying for this thing, and it is something Zhang Yan prepared for a scene like today. This will be more accurate than his own judgment based on his eyesight and aura. Because some people's Dao roots are hidden, Zhang Yan has limited experience in this area, and if there is a better way, he will naturally use a better one.
"This is called the "Talent Ruler", which is used to measure the talent of one of my disciples."
The words "one of my kind" made everyone who was paying attention to this situation feel their hearts skip a beat. This was the first time they heard Zhang Yan classify his abilities as "one". The tone was loud, but no one could say no. Because isn’t Zhang Yan’s now-praised ability unique? There seems to be no problem in calling oneself "one way".
"Oh? There is such a strange thing?"
"Haha, it's not a strange thing, but it just fits my requirements. It's easier to use and more rigorous. They just need to hold this ruler in their hands and hold it for twenty breaths. "
Several people standing nearby who should be palace maids or female guards all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Zhang Yan's "measurement method". Warriors all like to test their talents by touching their bones, but it is troublesome for the little princesses present. They were still worried before. Of course there is no need to mention it now.
However, they all felt that the name of the thing Zhang Yan took out was very strange. How could an octahedron be called a "ruler"? Nothing like it.
picture? Zhang Yan thinks it’s enough to have similar functions, so why do they have to be exactly the same in appearance?
Those princes, princes, and princesses were all little kids, but they also knew that it would be a great good thing if they were chosen. It could be seen that everyone was a little nervous, and their little faces were no longer as playful as before. All stretched.
What is the proportion of monks among ordinary people? There is no definite answer to this Longhu Mountain Gate, only some guesses and rough descriptions in some essays.
Not one in a million.
This is just the threshold. One has to be a monk with outstanding talent to have eyes like Zhang Yan's. Like the little stone King Nian. That's even less. It's not too much to say one in a million. It even seemed conservative.
Therefore, when Zhang Yan reached a tacit understanding with Xiao Shu, it was not perfunctory but sincere, but he never thought that there would be a talent among the royal family's children that he could like. After all, where are the odds so low?
But many times things don't go the way you want. Each of the ten children held the Talent Ruler Twenty Breaths, and a golden light suddenly lit up in the hand of one of them.
Although the golden light cannot be called dazzling, it is almost the same as the golden light that flickered when Zhang Yan asked Wang Nian to test it when the talent ruler was first made. It is even slightly brighter if you distinguish it carefully.
"Um?!"
Zhang Yan was not the only one who was surprised, he was unexpected. Also surprised were the others watching.
A strange octahedron "ruler", the child in front held it without any reaction at all. They didn't even know what the "reaction" Zhang Yan was talking about would be. Xiao Shu even speculated that Zhang Yan would use "not enough talent" as an excuse to deal with the royal family? Others may not have this courage, but Zhang Yan, whose words, deeds, and abilities are very strange, may not lack this courage.
Now that the ruler suddenly lit up with golden light, Zhang Yan didn't need to explain. Everyone knew that this must be the "reaction" of Zhang Yan's talent being enough to penetrate Zhang Yan's door.
However, Zhang Yan's voice of surprise also made Xiao Shu wonder, could the threshold really be so high that Zhang Yan was so surprised?
One out of ten babies is chosen from a million people. Zhang Yan couldn't help but wonder, is this his luck? Or is the other party just lucky?
"Zhang Jiaoxi, this is the Thirteenth Prince. He has not yet been titled, Ming Rui." Xiao Shu smiled and brought the only child who had a reaction to the talent ruler to Zhang Yan. This gave a detailed introduction.
Zhang Yan nodded. Naturally, such a young child has no title. Generally speaking, the princess must be ten years old and the prince must be twelve years old before he can get a title. The main thing is to wait until the baby is older to see how he grows. Only those who grow well will get better titles. If they grow poorly, unless their uncle's family is powerful enough, they won't get good titles. Then there are special situations like Princess Qingling.
"Hello, Prince Rui, Zhang Yan, you are polite here!" Zhang Yan bowed his hands and looked at the child in front of him with a smile. The other party's appearance is somewhat similar to that of Princess Qingling whom he is familiar with. She is thin, has big eyes, and is a bit delicate. She should be just over six years old, a little younger than Wang Nian.
Moreover, Zhang Yan could tell that there was no possibility for the thirteenth prince to practice martial arts, because usually if he had the talent for martial arts, he would start to work hard at the age of six. Especially for a family like the royal family where there is no shortage of bones and muscles, even those with some talent in martial arts will not be as energetic as they are now.
"Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. Yang Rui will ask for your advice in the future!" The little man imitated an adult and bowed deeply towards Zhang Yan. Although the etiquette is not as grand as apprenticeship, it is still a general gift for entering a school. .
As a registered disciple, Zhang Yan smiled and didn't care. Not everyone can resist the breadth and mystery of Taoism.
As soon as you enter the Taoist gate, everything in the world is boring.
Although the above statement is a bit exaggerated, it also shows that once one is exposed to Taoist methods, one cannot help but not delve deeper into it.
And whether it’s the prosperity or power in this world, it will really become very weak after you reach a certain level of cultivation. This is why Zhang Yan doesn't care whether the disciple he accepts is a low-level family member like Wang Nian or a member of the royal family like Yang Rui.
"Prince Rui, there is no need to be polite. Since you want to learn something from me, then just stay."
Xiao Shu laughed and was very satisfied that someone from the royal family could enter Zhang Yan's door. Finally, the tacit understanding paid off.
After that, the Thirteenth Prince will need to stay in Langyuan City. Xiao Shu will arrange everything, and the royal guards will follow. The matter is over. Those royal children who are not selected will be taken down and immediately returned to Yuanding Imperial City.
But Xiao Shu did not leave. He planned to stay and see if the children brought by the nobles behind him also had children with suitable talents.
