That's where the problem arises. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was infected with a vicious disease, so Li Wan'er, who stayed at home, was cast by a monk after her death, so she was able to stay in the world and have some magic power.

Because of her naughty nature, Li Wan'er, who turned into a ghost, wandered around and came to the deep mountains and lakes, and happened to be bumped into by Li Xianyuan.

Under the shame and anger, Li Wan'er had the heart to play tricks on people, and used some small spells to make her body change a little, so that Li Xianyuan mistakenly thought that she was a man. It's rare to find fun, so Li Wan'er is unrelenting and entangled.

Li Xianyuan said: "I'm sorry Lord County, I just saw things and thought about things, and I neglected you." ”

Fang Xiancheng waved his hand without any shelf, and pulled Li Xianyuan to stroll by the lake, sparkling. Occasionally, candidates at the same time as Li Xianyuan can be seen strolling in Fangcaodi.

To the northeast of the academy is a cluster of low-rise buildings. It is provided for the students of the college to eat and live. Not long after, the lakeside house got out of class, and a large number of children poured out of the house, of different ages. It makes the academy a little more lively.

All children can study here for three years. Therefore, there are not only young people and girls who are the same age as Li Xianyuan, but also people with weak crowns, and even old people with gray hair who can almost be grandfathers.

They recognized the county Cheng, and when they passed by, they would salute the county Cheng, and then glance at Li Xianyuan curiously, and secretly say that he was a young man with a good temperament.

Li Xianyuan noticed that no matter what the students were wearing, there was a scroll seal printed on their left chest. I couldn't help but ask the county.

The county man had a wisp of beard and said with a smile: "This is the identity certificate of the child, and it cannot be forged." When you are baptized in the scriptures, you will also get such a gadget, and it will be more convenient to be outside in the future. ”

Li Xianyuan couldn't help but sigh that the status of scholars here was really transcendent, and he could see that the county was not expensive by virtue of his identity as the head of the child's case.

"Everything is inferior, but reading is high. ”

"Huh?" Hearing Li Xianyuan chant casually, the eyes of the county lord lit up, and after savoring it, he couldn't help but shout hello, startling the students passing by.

He excitedly pulled Li Xianyuan's sleeve: "It is worthy of being the head of the case, there are such good sentences at will! Li Case head, you quickly said the upper and lower ones today, otherwise I won't spare you." ”

Li Xianyuan couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

However, in the previous life, this poem may still be a little unconvincing. But here is just to verify the status of scholars, no wonder Fang Xiancheng is so excited.

This poem comes from the Northern Song Dynasty scholar Wang Zhu's "Prodigy Poem", and the whole poem is 900 words. Let Li Xianyuan memorize it for a while and a half, not to mention that the time is long, he can't remember it all for a long time. casually added Shang Er: "The Son of Heaven is heroic, and the article teaches Cao Er." Everything is inferior, but reading is high. Lord County, I saw Xu Zhitian and them in front, so I went first. ”

Ignoring the county, he walked quickly to the northeast corner of the academy.

Fang County is obsessed with poetry, and he doesn't care about Li Xianyuan, who escaped, standing by the lake, closing his eyes and intoxicated, chewing the charm of the poem.

"It's just that this poem ......" Fang Xiancheng opened his eyes and smacked his lips, full of inexplicable meaning and muttered to himself: "Why do you think it's a little less." ”

"Because the poem is only half written, or part of it. A voice interjected. The person who spoke was dressed in Confucian costume, and he was forty years old.

"Is there an upper rung or a lower rung again?" Fang Xiancheng's eyes widened, and he looked around for Li Xianyuan's figure. found that he could not be found, and scolded with a smile: "I wrote a total of two poems, both of which are above and below." I see, it's good to change the name of his Li case to Li Banshou. ”

"Oh, that young man is the head of this case?" the middle-aged man said strangely, looking at Li Xianyuan, who turned into a black spot in the distance: "I have been secretly observing for a long time, and I don't want to collect it, this character alone is considered good." ”

Fang Xiancheng seemed to be familiar with this person, and said with a smile: "Whoever sees him says this, my ears are about to grow calluses." ”

"I think this poem is really good, and you can think of some way to let him write this poem in its entirety. Present it to Xinjing, and let the people above the court know that I have made an immortal talent. ”

"But at his age, it's probably not a good thing to get this honor early. ”

"Who dare!" The Confucian scholar's eyes widened, and the aura of grandeur around his body was permeated, causing a strong wind to blow, and his sleeve robe puffed up to hunt: "Such a talent, who dares to risk a big disapproval!"

The magistrate shook his head: "It's not about this." I also discussed this matter with the magistrate. Li Xianyuan is just a teenager after all, and his mind is still immature. Sudden wealth will inevitably go astray. ”

The Confucian scholar's momentum dispersed, and his robe gradually deflated. He sarcastically said: "You officials, one by one, think that you have good eyesight, and you are looking for jade in the stone. Can't you see that this Li Xianyuan is just a matter of glory and wealth, and gold and silver treasures can change. ”

"I'll discuss this matter with the magistrate when I go back. But it's feasible to let this kid write the whole poem. He has entered your academy, and this matter will be left to you. ”

In the end, the county is like an old fox snickering. The Confucian also shook his head and smiled bitterly, there was nothing he could do.

After visiting the academy, the county took all the candidates to leave and stayed until late at night to come back and receive the baptism of star power.

sub-hours

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the sky is cloudless and clear.

The silver glow is sprinkled, and the Big Dipper hangs high overhead, shining brightly.

Under the moon, the lake ripples and glows, and the boat in the middle of the lake sways slightly with the waves.

The building complex in the northeast of the academy, in front of the Bagua Xingli Platform in the middle, is already full of candidates.

A total of 32 children were admitted to the examination. At this time, standing in front of the star power platform, the first two were Li Xianyuan and Xu Zhitian.

The teachers of the academy are all there, standing on both sides. The Confucian student who had been talking to the county during the day stood in front of the Xingli Platform on the steps and briefly explained the rules to the candidates.

After finishing speaking, a woman suddenly flew onto the star platform, causing a commotion to break out in the originally quiet audience.

Haoran's qi doesn't have the ability to make people fly.

I saw this woman's green silk high plate, her appearance was beautiful, ice and jade, her eyebrows were slender, and her white clothes were like snow like a fairy in the dust.

The Confucian student retreated behind the woman, and the woman looked around at the children in the audience: "My name is Liu Xianglian, and I respect the dean of the academy." ”

Her voice is cold, and with her cold and peerless appearance, she is like a fairy in the Moon Palace.

Liu Xianglian ......

Li Xianyuan said silently in his heart.

The woman said again: "My father Liu Shenxiang." ”

The candidates looked at each other and whispered. They had never heard of the dean, and they did not understand why the dean had made a point of mentioning his father.

"My father was on an errand in the Xinjing official mansion, and I haven't heard him say the name Liu Shenxiang......"

"The shopkeeper of the Chengxi Kelai Inn is my uncle, and he has never heard of this name......"

"yes, I'm ...... too"

There are very few myths and stories circulating here, and most of them are recorded in the Eighty-One Library Encyclopedia and circulated as history. There are very few myths and stories circulated among the people. Even the famous Journey to the West is only circulated in storytelling.

Only Li Xianyuan's pupils contracted, and he dispersed indifferently, leaving only shock.

Liu Shenxiang...... Jiro God's nephew!