Da Zhou was tolerant of ghosts and elves, and naturally tolerated Jia Huan's 'faux pas'. Before Jia Huan could stand up and show his anger, Master Gongyuan threw out a wide banner with the names of all the students written on it.

He was the first to stand up and respectfully saluted to heaven, a total of three courtesies.

The first salute is to pay homage to the heavens, the second salute is to salute Confucius, and the third salute is to worship the four directions, which is aimed at all the demi-saints of this heaven and earth. Heaven and earth are the same as saints, and the half-saints are a little worse, and they are also the gods in the hearts of Confucian, Taoist and literati.

Buddhism worships Rulai, Taoism worships Sanqing, and Confucianism worships heaven and earth, saints, and oneself. The eight lifters did it in turn, and followed in unison: "We strictly follow the way of inheritance and recognize the qualifications of the following students for promotion. ”

"Lin Xiuzhu, Karen Mok, Liu Zhengbiao, Jia Huan......."

According to the order of the previous results, Lin Xiuzhu won the first place, in addition to calligraphy, the Xiuzhu prodigy, who was the first in the three examinations, did not have a smug look, but looked at the person who made him feel bad, and sighed that he couldn't get the first of the four doors - calligraphy column, he couldn't compare with Baoyu.

He wants to follow in the footsteps of Jia Yucun, as long as Jia Yucun does it, he has to do it, but he doesn't dare to think about calligraphy.

Jia Yucun's self-created kendo gentleman font is rounded and has no edges and corners at first glance, but when you look closely, it seems that there is a sword aura coming out. This is the charm of calligraphy, which is simply beyond the imagination of mortals.

[Shen Yun, the charm of calligraphy, without Shen Yun, it is not a self-created one. How old is Jia Baoyu, how can he have such a deep accumulation of self-created calligraphy?

Lin Xiuzhu felt a little sorry for Jia Baoyu, compared to Jia Baoyu, Jia Huan was a child.

won the fourth place, Jia Huan had no anger at all, and wanted to jump up and down excitedly, so he couldn't hold back and let himself have a bit of a gentleman's demeanor. He is a disciple of Jia Yucun, so naturally he is a kendo gentleman.

Baoyu turned his head to look at his younger brother and Lin Xiuzhu, he didn't want anything else, as long as Jia Yucun taught Jia Huan to be like Lin Xiuzhu, as long as Lin Xiuzhu's cultivation and ability, Jia Huan could support half of Jiafu. He always felt that he would not stay in Jiafu forever, he was a freedom-loving person who did not like restraint.

Jiafu is just a pool, and a small dragon helps to guard it, and he wants to fly into the sky and talk to the sun side by shoulder, for example, about what a saint is like.

Poof, I suddenly heard my name.

There was a sneering sound from the side, very small, just enough for him to hear, "Hey, it's a hundred years later." Brother Bao, if my father hears about your results, will he faint with anger?"

Baoyu nodded, and also whispered: "He will definitely be very happy to hear that you are the fourth." ”

"So what's the matter? He only likes you, and he will hand over Jia Mansion to you in the future. I'm just a concubine, and he doesn't care if it's good or bad. ”

Jia Huan was still young and couldn't hide his thoughts, as if he couldn't hide his jealousy and envy for Baoyu. Baoyu is very sorry for this child who lacks father's love, maybe there is little Baoyu by blood, or maybe Jia Huan has never sat down to really hurt him and the people around him, so he has no hatred.

"Rong Guogong will be yours in the future, and Jiafu will also be yours. I never wanted any of these things. ”

Baoyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "You will know in the future, Jiafu is too small compared to this world." ”

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk......."

Lin Xiuzhu rubbed his head and watched the two brothers bickering. The previous Jinshi and eight Juren were doing such a solemn thing, as the beneficiary, should you be serious? There is no way, Jia Huan's age is too young, and Jia Baoyu clearly does not take the matter of gathering Wenhuo to heart.

Lin Xiuzhu had guessed that Jia Baoyu had stepped on so many people, he should have gathered the fire, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

Unlike the three of them, the other students all had their eyes closed and solemn expressions on their faces, waiting for the most important moment.

Suddenly

The constantly rippling and incomparably distant voice in front of him stopped, and the names of more than 300 students had been read. The master of the Gongyuan took eight people to look at the descendants of Confucianism with a smile on his face, only to see that the students had their eyes closed, their eyelids trembled, and their faces were full of cold sweat.

Jia Huan was also dragged into Wenshan by a magnificent force, and he couldn't care about being angry with Baoyu.

The master of Gongyuan beckoned to Lin Xiuzhu and asked him to step forward to speak, but he was suddenly stunned again, looked at Baoyu with a wry smile and said, "You also come forward to speak." Okay, the bamboo prodigy has followed Jia Sanjia for many years, and there have been nine people who have recognized his knowledge and ability, you Jia Baoyu, you were still busy a few days ago, why was it recognized by so many people?"

Lin Xiuzhu took a step forward, steadily leading the crowd, and said with a smile: "Master doesn't know, this second master of Bao angrily reprimanded the seven lifters a few days ago, and even the teacher was trampled on by him. This ninth place, it should also be which predecessor touched the mold. ”

Baoyu touched his nose and said, "I'm smiling." ”

Lin Xiuzhu just told the facts, with Lin Xiuzhu's cultivation, he would not deliberately distort him in front of him, and it turned out that doing so would only make him embarrassed. Baoyu didn't mind Lin Xiuzhu's statement, on the contrary, he respected one of his enemies.

That's right, he respects Jia Yucun. If you don't have enough respect, you won't want to kill.

Only the enemy who is worthy of respect and has absolute threat is the enemy he can't wait to kill directly.

Lin Xiuzhu is a disciple of Jia Yucun, and he is also a respectable person, well, that's right, in some ranges, such as ...... Self-cultivation.

He believes that when it comes to real temper, Lin Xiuzhu is better than him and Jia Yucun.

Lin Xiuzhu's attitude towards things is true, he and Jia Yucun, it is half true and half false. In the event of a contradiction, Lin Xiuzhu will consider whether he has made a mistake, and he and Jia Yucun will consider whether it is beneficial to turn their faces on the spot, or whether it is more beneficial to stab them in the back.

Rigid and self-serving, he and Jia Yucun never doubted themselves.

Master Gongyuan chatted with the two of them for a few words, all of which were some words of encouragement that were not nutritious. Almost half a tea time, the students woke up one after another, and the eight lifters recorded the time when they woke up, and rated the scores below the first B.

Jia Huan woke up the earliest, and when he saw Lin Xiuzhu and Baoyu in front, he was a little unhappy, but thinking about it, he really couldn't compare with these two in terms of knowledge, so he let it go. It seems that a few words of bickering with Baoyu made him feel a lot less gloomy.

After getting the brand of Shouyi, Jia Huan is still quite happy - well, there is progress, this time third.

The rest are all scores below the second grade, of course, even if it is the second C, it will not be excluded this time. In this assessment, there is no kicking.

Baoyu and Lin Xiuzhu won the first and second firsts respectively, and according to the time before and after the convergence of the simmer, Baoyu won the first first.

When he stepped into the tribute courtyard, Lin Xiuzhu gathered the simmer, which was Jia Yucun's order. He didn't know why Jia Yucun did this, but he believed that Jia Yucun definitely had a necessary reason.

The teacher will not harm himself, this is Lin Xiuzhu's simplest idea.

Baoyu felt a little sorry for Lin Xiuzhu, if he had gathered the simmer earlier, he would not have been seriously injured by himself in the Xiangxiang Building. But at this point, did Jia Yucun underestimate Lin Xiuzhu?

After gathering the simmer, it is to climb Wenshan, and there will only be pain, not life. Could it be that Jia Yucun thought that Lin Xiuzhu couldn't bear that kind of pain and would collapse in a slump? Not to that point, Baoyu felt that Lin Xiuzhu was not so vegetable.

But thinking of what I ran to bear with my stubborn bones, I couldn't help but shudder.

It hurts,

Unforgettable pain,

It's the pain of dying and living.

Baoyu suddenly trembled, everyone gathered to simmer, next, do you want to climb Wenshan?

He saw a man take a thick stick of incense and put it in the censer, and judging by the burning speed, it should be an hour. I feel bad in my heart, it's very inappropriate, is it possible that the following climb to the top of Wenshan Mountain will be reached in an hour?

Oh my God, he walked for two days and two nights, and he was 'dead' thirteen times before he walked sixteen steps.

Sixteen steps, that is, a little more than two feet.

And he is forty-one zhang high from the top of Wenshan!

Baoyu wanted to cry, but his eyes turned to those who were full of ambition, especially staying on Jia Huan's body for a while, feeling very pitiful.

He is a hundred zhang mountain, pitiful.

If others are fifty zhang or thirty zhang of Wenshan, they are pitiful.

Even those who open ten zhang Wen Mountain, at least four zhang from the top of the mountain, right? He 'hurts' thirteen times and walked a little more than two zhang, if only one hour is given, who can pass the Xiucai test?

It turned out that this was the hardest part!

[No, it shouldn't be so difficult, the incense should be just a stick of incense, and it has nothing to do with the Xiucai exam. 】

Baoyu felt that this guess was reliable, but she didn't know what was going on, and it was always a bit incredible. He felt that the Gongyuan really wanted them to reach the top within a stick of incense!

Impossible, right?

Baoyu was thinking about it, and the master of the Gongyuan fanned the incense next to it, sniffed it, and had an expression of enjoyment on his face: "At this time, the incense burns once a year, and the taste is really the best." ”

"You go into Wenshan, Shichen Xiang is made of ashes left by the red-sleeved lady when she was extinguished, which will make you enter the state of climbing Wenshan. Remember, you only have one hour. ”

"Those who can't climb to the top of Wenshan for an hour will lose their qualifications for the big exam. ”

Baoyu's heart chuckled, and just as he was about to speak, there was a haze in front of him, as if the world was spinning.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already standing in the center of Baizhang Wen Mountain.

In his hands, there was a blazing simmer.

There is a distance of less than 40 zhang in front, but it is only more than 100 meters. Wenshan is not steep, and the paper turns into a ladder, as if you can run up with your feet. But Baoyu knew what would happen as soon as he lifted his feet.

He also knew what he would bear if he lifted his foot.

But......

Afraid of eggs?

He's tried it a dozen times.

Baoyu gritted his teeth and took a sudden step, and immediately the sea of swords and fire appeared, an indescribable pain that seemed to crush every cell and every inch of soul into slag.

It hurts,

It hurts a lot,

however

Only a tenth of what he has endured......

Baoyu stopped in amazement, and there seemed to be a very warm aroma between his noses, soft, like Lin Daiyu's hand pouring tea for him. He suddenly understood, stomped his foot, and ran quickly to the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, it is best to stand on the shoulders of giants, and when Sage Kong climbed Wenshan, he definitely did not have such good treatment.

One-tenth of the pain was only a tenth of the pain, and for Baoyu, who had just endured all the pain for twenty-four hours, it could not stop him from climbing at all.

The skin is scorched, the body is pierced, the blood runs dry, and the bone marrow splatters...... What's it?

He Jia Baoyu, but there is only one thigh bone left that can still move a few inches forward...... Perverted?

It is an old bamboo that insists that the green mountains will not relax!