Jiang Dongyu cultivates the method of the Blood Ancestor, if one day he can cultivate to the Blood Ancestor Realm, then he can use this drop of natal essence blood to deceive the world and recall the Blood Ancestor from the Ten Forbidden Lands, but it is too difficult to reach the Blood Ancestor Realm, even if Jiang Dongyu does not lack understanding, he does not dare to say that he can reach such a realm in the future, there is never a shortage of geniuses in this world, and the top powerhouses of the Five Domains are always limited, and in the endless years of the development of the human race, there is only one Blood Ancestor.

"Young master, are you okay?" Bai Yuntian looked at the clarity in Jiang Dongyu's eyes and said in surprise.

"Well, thank you, I'm sorry. Jiang Dongyu looked at the bloodstains on the two beast kings, revealing a thick sense of guilt, and at the same time a little fear in his heart, if it weren't for the blood ancestor's natal essence blood to temporarily suppress the dragon king's rage, he didn't know what else he would do.

The two beast kings entered the Qiankun picture scroll to recuperate, and Jiang Dongyu also hurriedly went to the Wen Pavilion, and the reading began!

Jiang Dongyu came to the palace with the Holy House Order in hand, and no one stopped him along the way, and everyone knew that it was Tang Wenshan's belongings.

On the ninth floor of the Wen Pavilion, the first floor finally started to get busy at this time, Mr. Wang Shuhan looked at the Heavenly Elephant Stone Bell, frowned slightly, looked at Tang Wenshan and asked: "Why hasn't Jiang Dongyu come yet, didn't you give me another moth, you didn't let him enter the Wen Pavilion last year." ”

Tang Wenshan chuckled: "He's a big living person, I can't look at him, I brought it, there should be something delayed, let's read the paper first." ”

This year, Tang Wenshan is also one of the gentlemen who read the papers, as the imperial court painter, he does not only pick up the pen to paint.

"Then wait another day, if Jiang Dongyu hasn't appeared in the Wen Pavilion after a day, then he will be expelled from the Wen Pavilion and accept the name of Mr. Xiao. "Wang Shuhan, as a literati, attaches the most importance to character, no matter how good Jiang Dongyu's knowledge is, whether he is the same as Tang Wenshan is a Taoist painter, but once the character is corrupted, then Wang Shuhan's appreciation of Jiang Dongyu will disappear, Wang Shuhan is very optimistic about credit, both said that he will come to Wenge to read the papers this year, then everything should be arranged in advance to ensure that the Wenge reading is foolproof, and if there are really special circumstances, what to say, so Wang Shuhan postponed the reading of the papers for a day, but one day is the limit, because one person postponed the national examination approval time of the entire Haichuan, it can be seen that Wang Shuhan has what status in the Wenge, and it can also be seen that he does attach importance to Jiang Dongyu。

At this time, Jiang Dongyu was outside the Wen Pavilion and listened to the conversation between Wang Shuhan and Tang Wenshan clearly.

"The students were so ashamed that they were late. Jiang Dongyu changed into a clean new clothes, and cleaned his body from head to toe, this time the marking is sacred, and he can't face it in the dust, so he is a moment late.

Jiang Dongyu first said to Tang Wenshan, and then bowed to Wang Shuhan, "Jiang Dongyu, a person from Peach Blossom Town, greets Mr. Big. ”

There are very few people who can convince Jiang Dongyu sincerely, and Wang Shuhan is one of them, Wang Shuhan is not a martial artist, but a mortal, Wang Shuhan's cultivation of the people present can be described as the lowest, he gave up cultivating martial arts and concentrated on learning literature, which can achieve the current identity and prestige, even if the overlord sees him, he has to give three points, dare not be presumptuous, any success has its reason, Wang Shuhan is no exception, he relies on the word focus.

Wang Shuhan looked at Jiang Dongyu and didn't answer, and Jiang Dongyu kept bowing, Wang Shuhan didn't speak, and Jiang Dongyu didn't get up.

After a while, Wang Shuhan showed a smile and said, "Get up, start grading!"

Jiang Dongyu's eyes were unconsciously moist on the scoring table made of emerald flowers and white jade, to say why, this is the joy of looking back at fame, this is the emotion of kung fu day, this is the pride of carp jumping over the dragon gate, too many reasons, too much sorrow, when sitting here, all the efforts are so worthwhile.

Jiang Dongyu will always remember that in the past ten years, what he hates the most is winter, every year in the cold season for about a hundred years, and at that time, Uncle De still weaves straw shoes at home to sell them in the town to make a living, and the town will also come with some appropriations when he leaves, at that time, life is very tight, in order to eat better, in order to buy more pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Uncle De has no extra money to add charcoal fire to the house in winter, and every winter, Jiang Dongyu's hands will be frozen and cracked, and it is often difficult to continue painting, so he shiveres and reads, everyone only knows that Jiang Dongyu because he was unable to cultivate martial arts, and he can achieve the achievement of a full score volume by studying literature all day long, But who can imagine the effort behind Jiang Dongyu, let alone twenty years, even if the people of the world are given forty years, can they complete the full score paper, this question no one can answer.

It wasn't until later that Jiang Dongyu's painting art became small, and he took out the paintings to sell, which made life a little better, at that time, Jiang Dongyu's painting could only sell ten copper coins, which was equivalent to the price of a hundred pairs of straw sandals, Jiang Dongyu needed an hour to paint a pair, and Uncle De needed a day and a night to make up a hundred pairs of straw shoes, but as a painter, how could Jiang Dongyu be willing to sell his paintings cheaply, not only him, no one in the world was willing to sell his hard work, but in the face of life, you can only compromise except to laugh.

When Jiang Dongyu looked at this year's test questions, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, because the appearance of the first question far exceeded his expectations, and it was actually a poem to express your impression of Mr. Jiang Dongyu.

"I was actually written into the lesson plan?" Jiang Dongyu was surprised, but although this was expected, it was reasonable, is there a more inspirational literati journey than Mr. Xiao?

"The first place in the imperial capital, rampant and back to the old thatch. There is no room for laughter, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are born. ”

Jiang Dongyu saw the poems in the test paper, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, obviously this person knew something about him, and this poem was indeed in line with Jiang Dongyu's past situation.

"Please don't laugh at the painter's poverty and embarrassment, he can't even find a place to stand, but thousands of miles of rivers and mountains can quickly appear under one of his dexterous brushes, this person may also be a painter, and he has lived the same embarrassment, interesting. Jiang Dongyu didn't expect that the level of the first test paper was so high, and with this poem alone, Jiang Dongyu could imagine what kind of character the poet was, what kind of life he lived, and how proud he was in his heart, because he was like this back then.

Continuing to read the papers, Jiang Dongyu nodded frequently, he had guessed the questions with the painting road, and today he also verified that he had indeed guessed more than half of the questions, so it seems that it is not difficult for Peach Blossom Town to pass the town exam this year.

When I read the title of the picture scroll of this test paper, Jiang Dongyu was shocked, this year's picture scroll title was produced by Tang Wenshan, which is the mirror flower and water and moon map, and the space for play is huge, and in this person's picture scroll, it is a picture of a wealthy family night banquet, everyone talks and laughs, wears the best clothes, eats the best food, and looks at the most beautiful dancing girl, but this person portrays all the details very well, only the head of these people, through the perspective processing, you can see that these people's brains are empty, and occasionally there are a few people who look like high-ranking officials, and the head is filled with gold and women。

"People with bright surfaces enjoy the best resources of the empire, but they don't have anything in their heads, and the sarcastic rich are just illiterate, while the high-ranking officials have their own interests in their heads, how much have you been wronged. Jiang Dongyu muttered to himself, unconsciously, he had some expectations for this person, looking forward to his achievements, looking forward to his people, maybe Wang Shuhan was in this mood for him back then.

After all, this person is not Jiang Dongyu, not a Qiankun painter, he failed to finish writing, but the degree of completion is also quite high, and he has great hope for this year's literary champion, but with the gradual differentiation of civil and military, the competition in the imperial literary examination is getting bigger and bigger, and it is really hard to say whether this volume can become the first in the empire.

Jiang Dongyu put this volume aside alone, he had to wait until the end of this reading and tear open the name seal!

A day passed, on this day, Jiang Dongyu reviewed a total of three hundred and forty-three test papers, which can be said to be quite fast, but he never encountered a test paper that satisfied him like the first test paper, and among the other three hundred and forty-two test papers, the results were mediocre, and when Jiang Dongyu felt funny, there were still people who wrote poetry for the first question not to express Jiang Dongyu's experience, but to talk about the grace of heaven, everything in Jiang Dongyu was given by the empire, which made Jiang Dongyu cry and laugh, which was obviously off topic.

At night, on the second floor of the Wen Pavilion, hundreds of gentlemen gathered together, Jiang Dongyu never expected that the second floor of the Wen Pavilion is not a library pavilion, nor is it a painting pavilion, a sound pavilion, but a place to eat, the layout is very simple, there are no splendid facilities, but the ingredients are very fresh.

What stunned Jiang Dongyu was that he saw Mr. Big cleaning the fish scales neatly, with skillful movements, as if he was a chef.

"Are you surprised?" Tang Wenshan came to Jiang Dongyu's side and chuckled.

"Yes, I didn't expect the atmosphere in the Bunkaku to be like this. Jiang Dongyu looked at the small tables, and the three or two gentlemen gathered together, each preparing their own dinner.

"Have you read a book about cooking?"

"No, I used to have three limbs and no cooking skills for me, so I didn't watch it. Jiang Dongyu replied.

"Well, then you have to go back from this time to have a look, the gentleman of Wenge must be able to support himself, this is the rule. ”

Jiang Dongyu was a little confused, self-reliance does not mean that he must cook for himself.

"What kind of rule is this? Jiang Dongyu smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Big ordered it, and his father was an imperial chef. Tang Wenshan whispered to Jiang Dongyu, "This old guy is very quirky, a lot of crooked reasoning all day long, fooling the world, if you stay with Mr. Big for a long time in the future, you can't learn that bad habit." ”

"Tang Xiao'er, are you saying bad things about me. Wang Shuhan said angrily, he held a fish in one hand and a knife in the other, like a fish killer, where can you imagine that just before he was a big gentleman who was seriously reviewing the imperial literature test papers on the first floor of the Wen Pavilion, Jiang Dongyu was funny in his heart, he really liked this atmosphere.

And the person who dares to call Tang Wenshan Xiao'er, there is only Wang Shuhan in the entire empire, Tang Wenshan is embarrassed, my disciple is still here, I am very shameless if you call me like this.

"Respect the old and love the young. Tang Wenshan said coldly, not knowing who he was talking to.

Hearing this, Jiang Dongyu held back a smile, and then nodded seriously.