Filling his stomach, Cui Hanzhang got up and stretched his waist, and simply made a few kiln burners.

The strange posture can grow strength, and the spirit is also revived.

This kiln is quite similar to the mind of later generations, as the so-called "Tai Chi rape, gossip slippery, the most poisonous but the mind", Cui Hanzhang in the previous life was suffering from no master to lead the door, but the heart yearned, I have seen a lot of precious information known as the inner boxing, but the result is nothing, otherwise the hero will not be able to save the United States, but it will be the mistake of Qingqing's life.

After a trip to knock down the formula, stretch my body and mind, and then sit down slowly, spread out the questionnaire paper on the table,

The roll paper is not large and more than a foot, boxy, and the two words in the middle of the regular script: "Wenzhi".

Cui Hanzhang couldn't help but smile, sure enough, it was Taizu's legacy, he was born as an old man and a martial artist, and he destroyed the city and the country, but he lacked Wen Tao.

Therefore, at the beginning, the poets of the Northern Tang Dynasty once ridiculed: "The eyes of the gods have no cows, and the scholars add fragrance to the night."

It is said that at first, Taizu hated the hair and beard, pinched off the three lake pens, and then smiled again, this is a later story, and folk anecdotes can not be verified.

However, after the founding of the country, the government of emphasizing literature over military force has become increasingly apparent, and the three generations of kings who have risen early have been diligent in government, and have personally supervised the scientific expeditions over the years. Especially in the middle of the courtyard, not to mention the food and spars in the courtyard, they are all to support their parents and young children, in order to govern and serve the court with peace of mind.

The Shenguang Dynasty emphasizes the study of literature, and everyone knows it, but it is quite rare to take "Wenzhi" as the title of "Strategy" so bluntly.

The question is straightforward and simple, and the intention is clear, how to solve the problem?

As the saying goes, it is necessary to be straight, to be tolerant, to change, and to be deep.

There is no new idea to solve the question, and it will be drowned in the vast papers, and the three thousand one and twenty-one examination papers in the two examination rooms will not be able to make people shine, I am afraid that there will be no chance to be fascinating.

Han Zhang also heard a few Lianghuai students talk about the god-level prediction of the Taiyuan this year, the model of the literary world of Xu Fuzi of the Taiyuan, and the prediction hit rate of 23 out of 10 in previous years has been respected as a god, so that it provoked the inner court to strictly investigate and secretly visit for three months, and finally failed.

Xu Fuzi asserted that this year is different from the past, and he must not be confined to tradition, and he will not say anything else. It's just laughing and talking, but looking at the topic can't help but make people frown, the more simple it is on the surface, the more complex it is inside, how difficult it is to stand out in the big exam of 3,000 people, and see the connotation of "Wenzhi" through the clouds.

I am afraid that today's saints are doing it on purpose, guessing the heart of heaven, and unintentionally difficult to ascend to heaven. The imperial court is guarded by three dukes, and the literary world of the leaders of the Taiyuan is already splendid and prosperous, why do they still seek "cultural governance"? It must be known that the far away temples and temples of the rivers and lakes cannot escape from this world. Everyone wondered, didn't the imperial court want to export Wenzhi to educate the barbarians in all directions?

As the saying goes, things must be reversed, I heard that today's martial arts are both complete, the year of the weak crown can hunt tigers and bears, the first-hand article has been praised by the teachers and students of the Taiyuan, and in recent years it has become more and more diligent, and now there is no war in the three generations, Chengping has been hard to find for a long time, and it is also the most appropriate to come to "Wenzhi".

The emperor's heart is unpredictable,

Plain as water, how can you leave a name in history?

As the so-called blessing and misfortune lurk, who will not be the icing on the cake, and sending charcoal in the snow will be unforgettable. A generation of Tianjiao, the left is clear, the right is yellow, and the bow is bent to shoot the eagle......

Raise your eyes and look at the people who shake their heads and think hard, and those who have a happy face and keep writing are presented one by one, through the narrow road on the right side of the hall of the Gongyuan Courtyard can see the Moon Lake from afar, the lake surface is not alarmed, and there is a bright daylight, so that people can not see the underwater situation clearly. Simply wandering out of the world, emptying his mind, the examiner who was sitting in the hall swept his eyes over the students, and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Hanzhang in a daze.

The first time I saw the legendary Moon Lake, I was inevitably attracted by its beautiful scenery, especially the snow lake where the scenery is not the same as the four seasons.

Under the warm winter sun, the sparkling refraction of the Shenxiu Peak in the distance, the slanting veins and veins are leisurely, and unconsciously, tiredness hits, Cui Hanzhang actually fell asleep in front of the examination case, and his saliva was left on the ground......

Lazy in the afternoon, napping is easy to become a big sleep, suddenly waking up and looking up to see the moon hanging on the branches, quickly grinding and brewing.

In the dream, the cool moon is like an eyebrow, the snow-capped mountains are capped, and the clear waves are full of scales; A leaf walks on a flat boat and floats on it; In the boat, the red mud is small; The people on the edge of the wall, the frost on the wrists.

In the dream, the soldiers and iron horses contended, and the beacon fire company camped thousands of miles,

Cui Hanzhang wrote:

"Yao fought in Danshui Zhipu to subdue the Southern Barbarians, how could the ancient saint king be famous for his rule of culture?

Blessings and misfortunes lurk, but now the four realms are not peaceful, and we must suffer from foreign enemies. If they are not of our race, their hearts will be different..........

.......... .......... ..................................................”

More than 10,000 words are sprinkled heartily, looking at the great time of the national situation, but the four fields are uneven. At the time of extreme governance, it is not possible to avoid the trouble of thieves, just the barbarians should take precautions, and when the treasury is full, train and prepare for weapons, and remember that blessings and misfortunes are lurking, and farmers and businessmen should each reap their benefits.

Cui Hanzhang couldn't help but elaborate on the guerrilla art of war of Mao Taizu in later generations, and even integrated the thinking of the protracted war of the anti-Japanese eight years, and looked up at the sky when he finished writing, the bright moon had already run to the west in the second half of the night.

If a person's mind is relaxed, his belly screams, he immediately makes a fire to make food, and the next day he slowly transcribes it in a "pavilion style".

Shuffle lightly blow the volume, the ink is slightly dry, the penmanship is rigorous, in line with the law, ten years as a day of small Kai copying the natural skills are extraordinary, want to come to the building master foresight, today comes in handy.

On the second day, each poem is naturally difficult for all beings, most of them are early to hand in the papers and leave the scene, the divine light is graceful and graceful, and there is a sense of beauty and luxury, but Cui Hanzhang's sword is biased, and he is eye-catching with his bold sharpness, and his heart does not beat and his face is not red, and the pen goes naturally......

The Shenguang Dynasty's scientific examination adopts the vague name system, which is naturally for the sake of fairness, but if you go to the examination room and do not judge the level with your true talent, it is naturally meaningless.

I think that after the founding of the country, Taizu found a number of children of the family wearing coarse linen clothes, acting as a poor man, this matter was quite a big fuss at the time, vigorous, and even a cadre of invigilators were imprisoned, and Taizu even crossed out more than a dozen sons of the family with his own handwriting, which led to the strict evaluation of the vague name system.

The gentleman's ze, the fifth generation and beheaded, the ancients were honest and did not deceive.

The examination papers are divided into four classes, and the admission is based on merit,

The first class is excellent in knowledge, pure rhetoric, outstanding and specific, and incomparable. Naturally enter the first three people, Jinshi and the first. The second class is to be able to learn clearly, and the arts and sciences are thorough, and they can be regarded as high among outstanding talents. can enter the second class of people, Jinshi background. The third art industry can be adopted, and the arts and sciences are both liberal and excellent. It is a top three, and he was born as a jinshi. The fourth art industry is slightly inferior, and the literature and science are not good at calligraphy, and this batch will definitely be screened out.

It is said that Cui Hanzhang returned to the meditation room of Yunshen Temple, fell asleep upside down, and the scientific examination test consumed his mind, and all the beings who returned to the temple slept dimly, not knowing how long the sun and the moon were.

The host has long explained to the whole temple that he must not disturb the rest of the students.

Until the first watch, Hanzhang woke up hungry and walked out of the door to stretch his waist, looked up and saw the stars, the Milky Way was bright, the body and mind were relaxed and no longer burdened, and he walked with the wind and trotted to the kitchen to find some food.

Yunshen Temple has not fallen down after several dynasties, but the incense is becoming more and more prosperous, treating the poor students have always been generously funded, the supply of hot soup vegetarian food, three meals a day and continuously, there are many praises among the scholars.

Yunshen Temple's reputation has been growing in recent years, but the presiding officer is deep and simple, and many affairs in the temple are in charge of the younger brother Zhenhai.

But the more so, the more reverence for the mystery of the master of Zhenru in Jin'an City, the biennial Yunshen Festival presided over by it can be called a grand ceremony, Shenxiu Peak is full of pilgrims from all walks of life, and the people of a radius of 100 miles participate in the meeting with the heart of pilgrimage, just to see the master's demeanor.

Hanzhang began to walk around along the temple after a full meal, the starry sky was shining tonight, the lights in the temple were brilliant and half of the Shenxiu Peak was illuminated, looking up at the stars, looking down on the geography. Unconsciously walked to the back mountain of the temple, here is inaccessible, the birdsong mountain is secluded, there is a thatched house in the distance dotted under the mountain cliff, the stream on the mountain converges here to gather into a small waterfall and impact down, the accumulation of time has formed a pond of water, the water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, the smoke condenses and the twilight mountain is purple.

From time to time, a few fish emerge in the pool, and the thatched hut is built on the side near the pool, and an old monk sits quietly.

Han Zhangben didn't want to disturb the old monk Qingxiu, and was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't want to float a sentence:

"The little donor is destined to come here, please come and talk about it."

Cui Hanzhang stepped forward to greet him with an apologetic face:

"The students have nothing to do to wander around here, disturbing the master's cultivation, sinning and sinning."

The monk didn't get up, and asked directly: "Xiaoyou, can you gain anything from this big test?" ”

This really turned him down, and he didn't know where to start. Cui Hanzhang sat cross-legged and pondered for a moment: "Questioning, breaking the question "Wenzhi" I take 'Yao fought in Danshui Zhipu to subdue the Southern Barbarians, how can the ancient saint king be famous for Wenzhi in the world? Blessings and misfortunes lurk, but now the four realms are not peaceful, and we must not suffer from foreign enemies....'

Before the words fell, a flash of fire quickly crossed the starry sky from the north, and the stars instantly dimmed, hidden under this bright light, it dragged its long tail to sweep across the sky, and it was fleeting like a red practice in the sky above Shenxiu Peak.

The old monk looked up, and his face was ancient. glanced at the young man sitting cross-legged, muttering "Glowing firelight, away from chaos" casually twisted a handful of incense ash from the furnace and sprinkled it on the ground, raised his sleeves and fanned it like a fan, only to see that most of the incense ash was blown away and fell into the waterhole, and the incense ash left on the ground gathered together due to the wind, and the shape was strange just like the tail of the fire in the sky just now, and it looked more like a cherry blossomless spear from Cui Hanzhang's point of view.

The old monk settled, and for a while, the two of them sat speechless, playing dumb riddles, staring at each other with big eyes.

"Practice, practice, practice to become a Buddha, seeking. Enlightenment, in knowing. Cultivation is governed by practice, enlightenment is carried out by nature, the enlightened person is disciplined by the heart, and the cultivator is disciplined by the mind. The old monk's thoughts were ethereal, and he couldn't help but think of the Zen mouth that he had participated in for many years.

The sound of gurgling water echoed over this empty valley, the children of poor families were in charge of the house early, and Hanzhang had strong hands-on ability since he was a child, and he was born in poverty and naturally did not pay attention to red tape.

Pick up the teapot on the ground, walk to the waterfall and fill it with water, put it on the brazier rack, and turn around to pick up some dry branches to make firewood.

Cui Hanzhang used a tea drain to fill boiling water and gently rinsed it on the teapot, then opened the tea stove, filled the tea soup with the tea drain into the pot, and then gently swept it with the lid of the pot, and the tea soup flowed all over the body of the pot, and then covered the lid of the pot, and then poured the body of the pot with tea soup, and a rich tea fragrance immediately wafted out.

Cui Hanzhang used the method of making tea and the world's methods are different, washing the cup, warming the cup, smoking the cup, out of the soup, it is not easy to master the heat, lift the teapot, refill the brewed tea for the old monk, and then pour it for himself.

Cui Hanzhang looked at Wen Xuan, but he drank tea without any civility, his wrist was slightly raised, and he put the tea into his open mouth, his posture was chic, and he was proud and rough, and he had a free and easy taste.

Perhaps it was the fragrance of tea that made people come back to their senses, the old monk picked up the cup and slowly sipped the hot tea, but after drinking the mouth, the tongue coating was bitter and the mouth was hot.

The old monk said with a smile: "Xiaoyou is not used to eating wild tea in the mountains, drink two more cups and slowly discover its wonders. ”

This tea is first picked, dark green and dull, dried naturally withered and then steamed, and finally piled up in a relatively ventilated dark room, until the color completely changed to dark black can be brewed, the old monk in order to facilitate the preservation and carrying, often send the apprentices together with the mold pressed into a cake shape, convenient for me to carry when traveling, both quench thirst and heat and refresh the mind.

Mountain and wild coarse tea is popular in later generations Taikang, Shenguang up and down do not use this tea as a good collection, the market "Chaotianzi", a single way this tea benefits:

The young shoots of this fine tea grow in the spring breeze. I don't pick the leaves, but the color is big when I cook it.

Superb Qingqi, difficult to describe and difficult to draw, often in the mouth.

I miss him when I'm drunk, and I love him when I wake up.

The old monk smiled: "This tea will taste bitter and astringent at the first time, and the aftertaste will be sweet later, and the tea fragrance will be stronger and durable. ”

Hanzhang was very reluctant to drink and take it, and he couldn't get rid of it many times, so he asked the old monk: "I don't know the master's number, why do you need the boy's service?" ”

The old monk smiled and said: "The son can be taught, the chance encounter with the little friend is the origin, the good tea is given to the destined person, the little friend broke the question, just happened to solve the confusion in the heart of the old man in recent days, the old man has a word, "can be the public, the people follow it." ”

"The students take the teachings of the master to heart."

Cui Hanzhang still wanted to take advantage of the moonlight to continue to visit Shenxiu Peak, and Shi Yi withdrew from the thatched hut after bowing.

Although I couldn't understand what this master meant for a while, it was not strange to think of the monks and Taoists, who had always been mysterious and secretive.

The most unforgettable thing for Hanzhang is the meteor fire like a red practice just now, which amazed the entire Shenxiu Peak in an instant, but unfortunately it was fleeting, and it was too late for people to appreciate it and crossed the sky, and I don't know where it fell.

The celestial phenomena are amazing, imprinted in Cui Hanzhang's mind, and there are also celestial records of similar situations in ancient times. The witch Gu is no longer visible in the world, and most of the folk records have been lost. If there are no capable people, how many people in the world can solve the complicated phenomena......

Looking at the back of the young man who was far away, it was really like sitting for a long time and being silent, closing his eyes and contemplating.

"Squeak", a birdsong broke the short silence, took the bamboo tube on the bird's back and opened the stopper, and a roll of paper slipped inside: 'Drink Ma Long Yuanjiang'.

It was really like throwing the letter paper into the brazier quickly, watching the letter paper that was curling and burning rapidly, turning into ashes and flying in the air, there were no waves on the face, but there were thousands of waves rolling in the heart lake, and it really couldn't be avoided........