The imperial capital of the Yu Dynasty is Chaojing, the scale is large, and the weather is thousands. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info up to nearly ten zhang of the city wall, all made of dark stone, on which faintly visible traces of axe splitting fire, revealing a simple and heavy historical atmosphere. In the distance, the Hengduan Mountain Range, which is like a dragon winding by, slowly bends a direction here, with dense peaks and countless victories, as if it will always protect the imperial capital in its arms, condensing the royal spirit.

The architectural layout of Chaojing is very exquisite, and it is divided into an outer city, an inner city, and an imperial city, each of which has a wide moat. Just the number of city gates opened is in line with the innate easy lesson. The outer city is a rare eight gates, taking the meaning of eight golden locks. The inner city opens four gates, and the four elephants are combined. The imperial city is the most peculiar, only open three gates, many people are puzzled, both asymmetrical and inconvenient, but people with a heart know that this is three talents: heaven, earth, people, long heaven gate, long earth gate, and people gate. And in the imperial city, the most sacred building, is the Sheji Tower, the tower is nine stories high, but the height is the first in Chaojing, according to the secret legend, the selection of the successor prince, whether to climb the highest place of the Sheji Tower, is a hard condition.

Although he had memories of his previous life, Feng Ge was deeply shocked when he saw Chaojing for the first time. No wonder it can last for more than a thousand years, no wonder it can dominate all directions, no wonder it can make people fascinated. The imperial capital is the face of the dynasty, the cars are like streams, the people are like tides, day and night, the air of rolling red dust, full of vitality and vitality, this is the so-called: royal spirit.

After leaving Xia Yanbing, Feng Ge didn't want to shock the world, so he found a secluded place and landed, hid his cultivation, and rushed to Chaojing without hurrying. This trip to Chaojing, called rushing for the exam, is actually to fulfill the promise to the master. In this world, the person he respects the most is Wang Yangming, although he is a mortal, he is wise and free, and he has a lot of personality, and he has profound attainments in learning.

I thought that I would encounter a strict interrogation, but I didn't expect that the outer city was free to enter and exit, and the soldiers at the city gate were just maintaining order, and the atmosphere and self-confidence of the dynasty were fully displayed. Feng Ge did not go directly to Shizun to report, but found an inn in the outer city to settle down, there was still more than half a year before the enrollment of the Royal Academy, and he lived with Shizun and was disciplined again. A foundation building monk who is less than twenty years old, but he does not have the consciousness of a cultivator, he is an immortal, he loves mortals, and he likes to smell the fireworks in the world. An honest and honest scholar, walking through the streets and alleys all day long, or buying some small bits and pieces, or finding a teahouse to ask for a cup of vegetarian tea, sitting for half a day, listening to tea customers talk about the world, the south and the north, and watching the world busy, so real.

Leisure and detachment days, only feelings are impossible to enjoy. If you didn't have the memory of awakening at the beginning, now you are also a member of the busy crowd running around for a living. If you don't have the ability, how can a look make those foolish people run away. What is life for? Feng Ge gradually came to his senses, life is difficult, how can he ask why? The first priority of life is to live. This is true of all immortals.

The inner city of the emperor, a very inconspicuous mansion, there is no town house in front of the door, there is no mansion door, there is no plaque, but there are always many carriages and horses waiting here, hoping to be received by the master. The mansion of Wang Yangming, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, has an odd number of officials in the imperial capital, only two masters and servants, not even a maid ring, and the door is usually closed, even the emperor's relatives and relatives do not receive it. Wang Yangming's high and arrogant is capital, Emperor Yu now has great trust in him, and there is faint news in the palace that Emperor Yu will consult his opinion on the selection of the successor to the throne.

On this day, the master and servant were relatively speechless and finished eating porridge and rice. The old servant cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks as usual, but heard Wang Yangming mutter: "This stinky boy came to Beijing to just care, but he didn't come home and didn't come home, he was beaten." When the old servant heard this, he smiled, "What are you laughing at! Take me tomorrow and bring that bastard back." "Wang Yangming doesn't have a good airway.

Feng Ge went out for a day of leisurely strolling, and when he approached the room, he saw an old servant at the door, looking at him with a smile. "Uncle Dong, I haven't seen you for a long time, how do you know I live here?" Feng Ge was a little surprised, "I don't know, but the master does." The old servant replied lightly, and raised the ring ruler in his hand. Feng Ge reflexively put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Uncle Dong, I just arrived, and I couldn't find Shizun and you, so I first found an inn to stay, I, I----- I was about to go out to find you." The old servant didn't say a word, just looked at the ring ruler in his hand affectionately, and Feng Ge knew that he couldn't help this beating.

The people who were waiting outside Wang Yangming's mansion saw the old servant in the mansion and came with a dejected young scholar. They all stepped forward to put on a close, stuffed red envelopes, and handed over name stickers. The old servant is not arrogant, he returns the gift with a smile, the name sticker is followed, the red envelope is returned, the etiquette is comprehensive, neither humble nor arrogant, and he secretly admires Fengge. The appearance of Fengge has also been remembered by many well-intentioned people, and it is by no means simple for the scholar that Wang Yangming's old servant can personally bring back.

In the study, Feng Ge stood in front of Wang Yangming like a child who made a mistake. "Should I be beaten?" Wang Yangming sat in front of the desk and asked majestically, "Yes." Feng Ge immediately replied, "Does it hurt?" "It hurts!" Then, a book was smashed, "Your baby has thick skin and thick flesh, it hurts a fart!" Wang Yangming laughed and scolded, Feng Ge picked up the book and put it back on Wang Yangming's bookcase, as long as you are always happy.

"It's not far from the exam, meditate on the book, I will recommend you to sign up tomorrow, do you want to go to the Academy of Liberal Arts or the Academy of Martial Arts?" Wang Yangming asked cautiously. Feng Ge was stunned for a moment, and replied respectfully: "It's all up to the master." Wang Yangming looked at Fengge with great meaning, and fell silent between the master and apprentice. The Dayu Dynasty has been adhering to the family and the country for thousands of years, and the elite has ruled the country. The so-called family, royal, clan, and civilians want to get ahead, only by fighting with their lives to earn military merits, and if they want to be admitted to the Royal Academy, or the state government officials, they must be recommended by celebrities and noble families to have the opportunity to participate. Fengge, who has the memory of his previous life, can't believe that under such a system, the Dayu Dynasty can be inherited for more than a thousand years, and there are not many signs of decay.

The master and apprentice were relatively speechless, but not embarrassed, and everything was silent. "Go and rest, starting tomorrow, don't be lazy, you can't pass the exam, and I don't have the face to be this official." Wang Yangming said lightly, Feng Ge bowed down, but did not leave, Yun Mengze's tragedy, Feng Ge thought about it for a long time, and decided to give it to the master, but he was worried, the master couldn't stand it.

"Something?" Wang Yangming picked up a book, began to read, and asked casually when he saw Fengge's appearance. "Master, the Yunmeng Thatched Cottage ------- gone. Fengge mustered up the courage to say what he thought in his heart. Wang Yangming's hand holding the book trembled slightly, and then he sighed: "I thought you wouldn't talk about this." Feng Ge thought that the master would ask for details soon, but saw Wang Yangming take a deep breath, walked to the window, looked at the night sky silently, and muttered for a long time: "I know, you are not guilty, don't feel guilty, go and rest early." ”

With a fluttering sentence, the Yunmeng Tribulation was revealed. The indifference of the master made Feng Ge smile miserably, and it was the shift of the time, the immortals regarded the mortals as ants, and the officials regarded the people as ants, and the things in the world were nothing more than that. Feng Ge turned around and left, his heart was like ashes, and his figure was resolute. The old servant appeared beside Wang Yangming silently, and couldn't help but speak: "You, why don't you explain it to him." Wang Yangming didn't know it, and said to himself: "Extraordinary people will suffer extraordinary hardships and suffering, which is indispensable." ”