In the 60th year of the Great Cadre Dynasty, the ninth day of the third month in early spring was the day when the imperial examination began.

When the sun is not yet bright, there is a lot of traffic in Yujing City, more than 9,000 people, each with more than a dozen accompanying family members, that is, nearly 100,000 people and horses.

"Is this the imperial examination, such a big battle is just like a war between the two countries, even if it is a battlefield with troops, it is similar to this momentum."

On the streets of the capital, a young man in Tsing Yi wore a melon skin hat and followed behind Hong Yi.

Hong Yi walked ahead with a fan on his back, and said with a faint smile: "This is indeed the largest imperial examination since the founding of the Great Qian, and it is also the largest imperial examination in all dynasties. ”

"This time there are many talents in the world, gathered together, and your opponents should be ......"

At this time, it was a very beautiful woman in pink clothes who spoke, following behind Hong Yi, with an expressionless face.

Hong Yi shook his fan lightly and looked at the woman in pink:

"Zhao Feirong, even if I master the Da Luo faction and let your mother surrender to me, you still don't obey me, but this time when I came to the capital, I changed my personality, and it was rare to pretend to me, you heard that your father was back, and he was still in Daqian and was already officially named Taishi, and I want him to be the master of the Da Luo faction and your mother and daughter, right?"

Concubine Zhao's face changed slightly, and she was silent and did not speak.

But he had already captured Hong Yi's thoughts very clearly in a few years, knowing that although this person was young, the city government was deep and intelligent, and he couldn't hide anything from him.

But she didn't think about hiding it from Hong Yi.

However, Zhao Feirong heard Hong Yi's words:

"I'm going to make a bet with you, that is, even if I come to the capital and meet our father, he won't punish me in any way for what I did in the Daluo Sect, do you believe it or not?"

He looked at Concubine Zhao with a smile.

Zhao Feirong was poked in the center, and her face turned slightly pale: "No, it's impossible to ......"

Hong Yi said: "There is nothing impossible, he has been back to the Great Thousand World for a year, but he has not come to the Daluo Sect to see me and you, which already shows that he acquiesced to what I did in the Daluo Sect, and after today, when I won the top prize in the liberal arts, it is even more impossible for him to say anything to me." ”

When he said this, Hong Yi's heart was very indifferent, as if he didn't have too deep feelings for Hong Xuanji.

All because although this father returned to the world, he did not come to see him.

He must have known how he spent his ten years in the Da Luo Sect, but he still didn't come over to inquire and care, and with this, Hong Yi would not have too much respect for this titular father.

Now that he has come to this point, he has nothing to do with his father, it is all the accumulation of his own hard work.

"You, you are so confident, you will definitely win the top ......"

Zhao Feirong's lips were slightly white.

Hong Yi glanced at Zhao Feirong lightly: "Although you have also read a lot of books in the Daluo School, they are all Taoist books, and you don't know anything about the subset of scriptures and history of the readers, and you don't understand it when I told you, so why bother asking......"

Zhao Feirong was so angry that her face turned pale, but when she thought of Hong Yi's terrible methods, she didn't dare to attack at all.

It's early morning.

After the morning bell rang for the first time, a group of scholars from all over the world crowded into Gongyuan Street.

……

"Young master, we'll send it here."

Zhu Yi heard the voices of the two subordinates, smiled gently, and said:

"Just wait for me outside."

After entering the Tribute Academy, Zhu Yi's eyes glanced at the world's lifters, intentionally or unintentionally:

"I don't know who is the protagonist of the Yang God called Hong Yi?"

Although his cultivation of Taoism has reached the extreme heat, but he has not walked too much in the world, in the past ten years, he has been thinking about the "Governing Yi Sutra", although he has also specifically inquired about the person "Hong Yi", but there are really many people in the world who call this name, and it is too stupid to find someone with such a name.

"But it shouldn't be hard to find today, I'll definitely see him."

Zhu Yi walked on the "Dragon Road" entered by the Gongyuan, and heard some exchanges of various lifts:

"I saw that little prodigy just now."

"Is that the eight-year-old Fang Yuan?"

"Yes, I really didn't expect that an eight-year-old child would actually use the magic power of 'Wuji Tianyin' just now to stabilize the order on the street, this is a Taoist technique of the Holy Emperor, incredible, really incredible, this eight-year-old Fang Yuan is not only amazingly talented, but also terrible luck."

"Hey, is this a rare big test in sixty years, there can still be this kind of person, Holy Emperor Ji, this is another person who has won the Ancient Holy Emperor's Dao, it seems that a young champion who was canonized by the imperial court some time ago is also a person favored by the Ancient Holy Emperor, and the martial saints and immortals around him, and the masters of Taoism are like clouds, this kind of person is destined to not be a simple character, could it be that this Fang Yuan is also that kind of character."

"But when it comes to the most brilliant scientific expedition today, who can surpass that."

Zhu Yi followed everyone's gaze, looked at the passage where the crowd had given way, and walked out of an old and thin old man with bright eyes, on crutches, behind which a group of students, lifters, and even celebrities and literati from all over the world followed.

"Grandmaster Xie Wenyuan!"

Zhu Yi's eyes looked at the past, and he also admired in his heart, if this old man's academic qualifications were in the Dao Song world, he should be regarded as Mr. Ouyang Xiu's level of peach and plum all over the world.

Unexpectedly, Xie Wenyuan took the initiative to walk towards him at this time, with an old smile and a voice full of kindness:

"You are Zhu Yi."

Xie Wenyuan's greeting immediately made the eyes of many people in the Gongyuan look over.

"Zhu Yi?"

"Who's that?"

In one place, the little guy next to Hong Yi said in surprise:

"Young master, that one is called Zhu Yi, and he has the same name as you."

Hong Yi's face was calm, and he said: "There are nine thousand people in the world, and it is not surprising that they have the same name. ”

Although his face was calm, he was a little surprised in his heart.

This young man named Zhu Yi was able to attract a world master like Xie Wenyuan to take the initiative to walk over and say hello, thinking:

"I don't know what article this Zhu Yi has written? Only then did Xie Wenyuan look sideways......"

……

In the main hall of the Dragon Tower.

Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji sat opposite each other, and they also received many messages before the opening of the Gongyuan exam:

"Soon, your son Hong Yi came, this time it depends on whether he can surprise the sons as the teacher said, and let the hundred saints ...... in unison."

The son of the era, the hope of this era, Yang Pan's eyes are shining.

Immediately afterwards, they also heard about the conversation between Zhu Yi and Xie Wenyuan, as well as the eight-year-old child Fang Yuan.

"Zhu Yi, Yi, this name is actually the same as Hong Yi......"

Yang Pan was slightly surprised, and inexplicably felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Hong Xuanji said calmly: "I heard that the Creator Teacher said that there is also a Yi character in the name of the Outer Heaven Leader, called Xuyi, which is a conspiracy of the Central World to replace the Qi of Yi, but the Teacher of Creation still established Hong Yi's Qi Number, which shows that even if other people are also called Hong Yi, it has no impact on the identity of the son of the era that has been determined." ”

The eunuch beside him said cautiously at this time: "I heard that Grandmaster Xie Wenyuan often talked about him because he read this Zhu Yi's "Heavenly and Human Fu". ”

Yang Pan's heart flashed, and he said, "Find this fu, I want to take a look." ”

Under his order, the piece of Tianren Fu that Zhu Yi had written about was quickly found and handed over to him and Hong Xuanji.

After Yang Pan read it, he was slightly solemn:

"Xuanji, you are also a scholar among the people, you have been in high school to explore flowers, how do you think this endowment ......?"

Hong Xuanji held the Heavenly and Human Fu in his hand and nodded lightly: "There is indeed talent, but this kind of verbal talk is okay, and the actual operation is tantamount to painting cakes to satisfy hunger."

After all, all the people are of the same heart, heaven and earth are the same, this is something that even Emperor Pan, Emperor Yuan, Emperor Ji and others could not do at the beginning, and readers can only fantasize about one or two on the tip of the pen, which is not beneficial to the national system. ”

Yang Pan smiled flatly: "To the point." ”

Hong Xuanji smiled lightly.

…………

It was also when Hong Xuanji and Yang Pan were chatting with the monarchs.

The three bells of the Gongyuan also signaled that all the students had been brought into their own small room.

The invigilator's name was Li Shenguang, and he watched these 9,000 people occupy nearly 10,000 houses in the entire Gongyuan, and he was extremely emotional, and said, "Send all the test papers." ”

……

The officials of all parties handed the test papers to each of them.

The title is: Zi Yue.

……

"Zi said, good topic, the beginning of the maxims of the sons is this, these two words can be described as boring, but also true and majestic, from the big to the small, from the small to the big, the big cadres have worked hard in this scientific examination......"

After Xie Wenyuan brushed his beard, he slowly dipped in ink, filled the pen, ran the pen on the paper, and began to solve the problem easily.

……

And the invigilators in the invigilation room all watched the spirit of the articles in each house by abandoning distractions:

"You see, that house, the spirit of the article is like wolf smoke, dignified, like the sun, moon and stars hanging on the ground, that is Grandmaster Wenyuan, Zi said this topic, only he can solve the problem so quickly, and he can write such a magnificent spirit."

After a while, other people also began to write, but compared with the spirit of the article that rushed out of Xie Wenyuan's house, it was like the light of fire, and it was difficult to compete with the sun, moon and stars.

Then, suddenly, a house rushed into a splendid artistic conception like rivers and mountains, like thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, forming a picture scroll, spreading out over the entire Gongyuan.

There is a faint posture of competing with Xie Wenyuan.

"Splendid article! Splendid article! ”

"That is the little prodigy Fang Yuan's house, and he actually wrote the spirit of a splendid article, this must be an article with extremely gorgeous rhetoric!"

"Sure enough, it's a prodigy!"

……

Inside Hong Yi's house.

"Zi said, use Zi to choose the topic, let people break the topic from the two words Zi and Yue."

Hong Yi smiled faintly, and a kind of inspiration burst into his heart, and he immediately waved his pen:

"Pifu can be a teacher for a hundred generations, and in a word, it is the law of the world."

With "Pifu can be described as a hundred masters", the "son" in the broken son, and the "say" in the "one word is the law of the world".

This one is simply magnificent.

Suddenly, words burst out, like lightning, gathering a stream of fine light, from the room straight to Xiaohan.

……

……

After Hong Yi put down the pen, it can be said that he is the person with the highest soul realm in this move, and Zhu Yi immediately realized it.

"Huh? The momentum of this article far surpassed that of Grandmaster Xie Wenyuan and that little prodigy Fang Yuan, as if if he continued to write it, it would resonate with the will of the Hundred Sages. ”

He raised his head in the room, sensed the momentum coming from Hong Yi's house, and then looked at his own problem:

"With the watch of the teacher of eternity, the words vibranium and the sound of jade."

Shaking his head:

"It's a good problem, although I don't know what he is, but just by one problem, I know that I can't press him from just one problem."

"This momentum must be the Hong Yi of this world."

Finally feeling the opponent he had to face when he came to this world from among the nine thousand people, Zhu Yi's eyes were calm and he let out a breath.

His mood didn't fluctuate much, because his problem-solving was not bad.

But if you want to suppress Hong Yi and win the Hundred Saints Qi Ming, you can't just start with such a problem.

In that case......

I had to write so.

In the case of eight-strand texts, although it is important to break the topic, since it is eight shares, then there are eight paragraphs in a row.

Although Zhu Yi didn't know that Hong Yi broke the topic with "Piff can be a hundred things in the world, and one word is the law of the world", he only wrote his own, and broke the topic with "With the teacher of all ages, the words vibranium and the sound of jade", and began to speak.

Put yourself in the position of the sons and saints, and try out their thoughts.

"Yi, what is Yi, I am Yi, I am the son, what I say, is the son ......"

"The Son is a noble and virtuous person, and he is said to be reasoning for the world."

"And what am I talking about?"

Zhu Yi smiled slightly, lifted the brush, and wrote three words at the beginning of the next strand: "Tianxingjian"

Then the pen turned: "Tianxingjian, the gentleman strives for self-improvement!" ”

This writing is Zhu Yi's own compilation and understanding of the Book of Changes since his own two lifetimes.

The infinite spirit symbolizes the infinite 'easy' principle of the I Ching, the evolutionary idea.

Words are condensed from under the pen.

One word at a time, falling on the paper, like a star falling, the words are bright, blooming with a huge millilight.

Rumble!

Bang!!

Suddenly, a light that far surpassed Xie Wenyuan and Fang Yuan, and even broke the majestic momentum of Hong Yi's article, flew out of Zhu Yi's room.

Because, at this time, he is no longer writing scientific research articles, but ......

I am writing my own compilation of the Book of Changes.