In mid-autumn, the imperial capital is full of heroes, and even the air is filled with a tense and excited atmosphere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Royal Academy of Literature and Martial Arts Autumn Entrance Examination is about to begin. Students all over the world either join relatives and friends, or stay in high-end inns, seize the last bit of time, and study hard behind closed doors.

It is an honor in itself to be admitted to the Royal Academy. is either a child of a prestigious family, or a recommendation from a celebrity official, the primary election of this identity blocks the vast majority of poor disciples, which is extremely unfair. But in the Yu Dynasty, there are very few children of the poor who can afford to read, so to speak, reading is a symbol of privilege in itself.

In fact, the students who participate in the admission examination are also under great pressure. Because of the limited number of references, in addition to running for their own future, these people are also burdened with the heavy responsibility of honoring their ancestors, and if they fail, their status in the family will plummet, and they may not be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.

When all the students were sprinting, there was still one person wandering around, and he was bored no matter how he looked at it. Of course, this can't be blamed on Fengge's classmates, there is no pressure and no motivation, the reference just wants to fulfill the expectations of the master, train him for a while, and leave a thought for the elderly. I am actually a monk, it is impossible to be in the mortal world for a long time, my world should be the sea of stars, and my pursuit is to be at ease.

The sky is slightly pale, and outside the gate of the imperial city, students who have already gathered for reference have already gathered, and today is the first day of the Royal Academy's entrance examination. The students who refer to it are in groups, or talking in small voices, or listening to the advice of the elders, some pretend to be relaxed and chuckle from time to time, and some have a solemn face, clenching their fists and secretly cheering for themselves, as if they are not going to reference, but to be generous and righteous, and they want to laugh when they see the wind song. Only a person like him is so free and easy, standing alone outside the pile, still wearing a cloth robe, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, which contains the four treasures of the study sent by Xu Zongshan, looking around from time to time, and occasionally yawning, smacking his mouth a few times, and looking like he didn't wake up.

What kind of person is this! At such a sacred moment, it is still embarrassing. The image of Fengge made the students next to him all look sideways. This person should just be a scholar or a servant or something, everyone is relieved when they think about it, but who suddenly saw him digging around on his body again, and took out a handful of melon seeds with a happy face. The sound of swallowing melon seeds is so harsh. It's too much! Insulting Sven!

There was a young student who couldn't hold back anymore. He walked over and shouted, "What are you doing?" Dare to make trouble here, go away! Feng Ge was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "I'll refer to it, I didn't provoke you, what are you yelling at?" As soon as this remark came out, the nearby students were stunned, is there such a reference? The young student's eyes widened, pointing to the melon seeds in his hand, and said in disbelief: "You come for reference!" You're --------" "Oh, you're talking about it." Feng Ge suddenly realized, and said disapprerovitously: "It's early, it's okay to be idle, eat some melon seeds to relieve boredom, brother, will you come some?" I still have it in my pocket. After speaking, he kindly handed over the melon seeds in his hand.

The young student was full of black lines, flicked his big sleeves, turned around and left, and muttered as he walked: "It's just Sven sweeping the floor!" Sven sweeps the floor! Shame on taking the same exam with this person! The people nearby also automatically stayed away from Fengge, as if they were afraid of getting bad luck. For this kind of scene, Fengge is still the same, the melon seeds are more energetic, a bunch of fake things, too lazy to pay attention to you! Seeing that Fengge was not restrained at all, everyone despised him, if it weren't for the here and now, some students from the Martial Arts Academy would really rush up and beat him up, Mud Matt was too tired! Not a good sign.

As soon as the hour arrived, three bells rang on the castle tower, and the tall city gate was slowly opened. The gathered students immediately held their voices and stood solemnly, the two teams of forbidden troops were neatly armoured, holding gourd axes and axes, and the wings of geese lined up outside the gate of the people, acting as a guard of honor. In the cave of the city gate, the forbidden army set up tables and chairs on both sides, pulled up the guard fence, and two rows of officials rushed out and sat with a straight face.

An official rode to the bridge over the moat with the decree in his hand, and read it solemnly and loudly. It's all clichés, what kind of emperor's grace is mighty, and the public opinion of the sky is open to the examination, and then the words are serious and encouraging. After reading the book, the officials returned and completed the pre-examination procedures. The gathered students began to flock to the gate, verify their identities, and exchange for the exam number, although there were many people, but they were orderly, without a trace of dryness, I have to say, although they were intimidated by the royal majesty, but the quality of the students who referred to them was still very high.

The first day of the exam is the main event, the strategy. In addition to identity verification, the search was also very strict. When it was Fengge's turn, he took it out of his arms, and after signing up in the history department, his identity receipt was indicated, indicating his name, place of origin, facial features, who recommended him, and his own fingerprints on it. The inspection officer was very serious and asked him to press a fingerprint on the paper for comparison. After finishing the record, I handed him a jade plate, T-44, which was a bit unlucky.

Then the frisking was in trouble. The four treasures of the study sent by Xu Zongshan are really good, Fengge put all his brains in the bag, but the thick stack of sprinkled gold notes attracted the anger of the officials: "Who asked you to bring paper!" Do you want to do it? "Well, it's suspicious, Feng Ge's attitude is quite correct, and he honestly admits his mistakes." Search for him. The official commanded the forbidden army next to him with a dark face.

This search found a strange thing. In this pocket, he took out a handful of melon seeds, and there were a few nuts in his pocket over there. Fortunately, Feng Ge knew that he had to search his body and leave the storage bag and spirit beast bag at home, otherwise he would not have killed everyone.

Looking at the mess on the table, the official's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Whose family is this gentleman, who actually has a face to refer to. "Whose kid are you? Who recommended it? The official asked angrily, "My master." Feng Ge replied, but this answer was equivalent to no answer. Who is your master? "The official was a little angry," Wang Yangming. Feng Ge reported the name of the master, "Who is Wang Yangming?" The official was a little dizzy, "Wang Yangming, it's Wang Yangming." Feng Ge was angry, and replied in a loud voice, my master's name, you haven't heard of it, forget it, and ask so viciously.

The official was completely furious, slapped the table, stood up, glared at Fengge, and prepared to take the person to the check-in office and cancel his reference qualification. Another official next to him hurriedly pulled him to the side and whispered a few words. The official's face was immediately full of brilliance, and he asked again in disbelief: "Are you really, a disciple of Elder Wang?" "It's like a fake." Feng Ge didn't have a good air, "Some time ago, you were in the Tongwen Pavilion, studying? "yes, what's wrong?" Feng Ge was a little bored, and the official hurriedly asked Feng Ge to take the number plate in, for fear of getting something again.

After Feng Ge entered, the official let out a long breath and muttered, "How can a guy who dares to tamper with the holy word look like a hillbilly?" ”