"Romance of the Three Kingdoms" deified Zhuge Liang too much, causing many people to overestimate Zhuge Liang's military talent, and also causing some people to use the official history to criticize Zhuge Liang as useless, believing that Zhuge Liang is not so great, all caused by the novel "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

But anyone who has really read the official history "Three Kingdoms" will not look down on Zhuge Liang, because "Three Kingdoms" has a total of sixty-five volumes, except for the necessary emperor to write a single volume, and only Zhuge Liang occupies one volume alone.

Zhuge Liang's most outstanding talent is not to lead troops to fight, but to govern the country, he is a talent, not a handsome talent.

Before "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", there were a large number of literati who praised Zhuge Liang, and the most important thing is that Zhuge Liang entered the "Confucian Temple" and was named a Confucian, which was a great status in ancient times, and it was not Luo Guanzhong who could let him in by writing a novel.

Before the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was written, Zhuge Liang's military talent was also recognized by many military experts.

Sima Yi saw the camp set up by Zhuge Liang, praised him as a "genius in the world", and also pointed out Zhuge Liang's shortcomings in military affairs, but he did not dare to criticize Zhuge Liang's ability to govern the country.

Li Jing also admired Zhuge Liang's military talents.

Tang Xuanzong set up a "martial temple" to enshrine ten of the greatest military strategists in ancient times, including Zhuge Liang, although Tang Xuanzong exalted Zhuge Liang's military talent, but it was enough to prove that Zhuge Liang had certain achievements in the military.

The Temple of Literature and the Temple of Martial Arts are all there, and Zhuge Liang is the only one.

In the Shengyuan Continent, Zhuge Liang has covered the world because he has protected the Shu Kingdom for a hundred years, and he has been invited to the holy words of the imperial examination every year, without exception.

Historians record that before his death, Zhuge Liang did not forget to restore the Han Dynasty, unify the Shengyuan Continent, and personally led the troops to battle before the arrival of the limit, but the enemy country also had a half-saint, and finally his life was exhausted and he died in Wuzhang Plain.

The reason why Fang Yun attaches great importance to Zhuge Liang is because there are many poems about Zhuge Liang, and they have not yet appeared in the Shengyuan Continent, but the Shengyuan Continent has a very magical power of "summoning the saint".

Fang Yun clarified the differences between the two Zhuge Liang and continued to write hard.

Later, he encountered questions related to the other two half-saint examiners, which Fang Yun remembered, and new books were added to the world of strange books.

Fang Yun quickly finished the first three test papers, most of which were very simple, but there were three questions that were very difficult. There is a question that even sets a text trap, and it may not be possible to answer it correctly according to the book, but fortunately, Fang Yun once lived in the era of information explosion, and word games are not worth mentioning in his eyes.

This is only the easiest children's test, and it is even more difficult to ask for holy words in the Xiucai test, but the real difficulty is the poetry, scriptures and theories.

The later test questions are to dictate the words of the saints, and then fill in the blanks, which may be difficult for others, but it is very simple for the other person's fortune.

The brush was extremely slow to write, and by noon, Fang Yun had only written to the nineteenth page, and had to rest and eat.

With the water, Fang Yun finished eating the white flour sugar cake, stood up and moved around the small room for a while, and continued to answer the question.

Then there are the last nine chapters of the test paper, a total of eighteen questions, which require the silent writing of the names of the saints required by the question.

The works of Confucius and the six sub-sages are compulsory exams, which are the first seven questions, which are not obscure at all, and most of the candidates can pass them.

The remaining eleven questions came from other half-saints, and the three half-saint examiners each accounted for one question, and Fang Yun had memorized them all and had been stored in the world of strange books.

After answering all the questions, Fang Yun put down the brush and rubbed his sore wrist.

"Knock! knock!"

The two gongs sounded just now, and Fang Yun immediately knew that it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

The official time of the Shengyuan Continent is still the twelve-hour system, but a hundred years ago, in order to make the time more accurate, the craftsmen of the Gong Loser divided the day into two twelve-hour hours, and since the new time unit is only half of the hour, it is called the hour, and the hour is the big hour. After all, numbers are more convenient than words, and like cursive writing, they are very popular in the army where every second counts, and then gradually spread among the people.

In another hour, the papers will be collected, and then the test papers of the poems will be distributed.

Fang Yun carefully checked for an hour, there was not a single stain or typo, and he answered all the test questions correctly.

"It's a pity that I haven't practiced much before, and this character is a little bad, and it will be lowered to one level according to the convention. A can't get it, so you should be able to get B. After the exam, you must work hard to practice calligraphy, and you can't practice calligraphy if you don't practice calligraphy in the Shengyuan Continent. ”

Finally, Fang Yun wrote his test plate number, name and address in the designated place.

In a short time, the gong sounded three times, and the carriage came again, and at once there was a low noise and whining in the vicinity, and it was evident that most of them could not finish answering, and felt that there was not enough time.

The person who issued the scroll gave the poem scroll to Fang Yun, and then took away the thirty test papers of "Please Divine Words".

Fang Yun carefully looked at the title of the poem and put his mind at ease, there was no requirement for the necessary level, just for the rhyme and deduction of the topic, five words, seven words, quatrains, poems, words, pun or fu can be.

In addition to the pun and fu, the poem requires one of the four rhymes of the Oshiyang Division, the Xiaobu Division, the Eastern Division, and the Yuan Division.

Themes are also common, and you can choose one of the two themes: Spring and Biansai.

Fang Yun thought for a moment and decided to write a side poem, because according to Fang Yun's character before, he would inevitably choose like this, so he didn't have to think about it.

Fang Yun's eyes were blank, and he couldn't put pen to paper.

"With my current level of poetry, in the fourth class of A, B, C, D, at most, it is C, and it is very likely that I will not be able to pass the test for children, but if I can't pass the test, I will definitely die!"

Fang Yun pondered for a long time, sighed lightly, and silently read the world of strange books in his heart.

This time there are no books, and there are no prominent gold letters.

Fang Yun guessed that there might be no fixed answer, so Qishu Tiandi couldn't list it accurately.

So Fang Yun listed the conditions in his heart, to rhyme one of the four rhymes, if it is a side poem, and it must be in line with the idea of the main battle, it must be a celebrity work, and it must be a good ranking in the exam, and become a child as much as possible.

Fang Yun picked and chose a poem by St. Du Fu's "Twilight", a five-character poem, which is a very famous side poem, and the rhyme is in line with the yang part of the four rhymes.

Fang Yun did not write directly on the paper, but took a pen and wrote it on a blank piece of paper as a draft, and then saw if it was suitable or not after writing, after all, there were too many taboos in the exam.

The content of "Twilight" is written that the year is approaching, the north is still fighting, the soldiers in front are bleeding day and night, but the court officials do not go all out to fight, the poet wants to serve the country but has no way, and criticizes the officials for being incompetent.

Jingguo and the wolf barbarians in the grass barbarians often fight, and it is normal to fight a few years ago, so Fang Yun is not afraid of going off topic.

"The twilight of the year is far away, and the border corner still uses soldiers. Smoke and dust in the snow ridge ......"

When he wrote this, Fang Yun suddenly stopped writing.

At this moment, outside a pavilion near the examination room, the county order and the county academy suddenly stood up and looked in the direction where Fang Yun was.

The two looked at each other for a moment, looked at each other and smiled, and both saw a deep joy in each other's eyes.

The State Academy of Literature on the side stood up a little late, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations, the talent is vibrant, at least the poem is out of the county, and it may even be the poem into the mansion, the two of them have meritorious education, and this year's evaluation must be on the top!"

Cai He, the county magistrate, said with a smile: "Where is it, Wan Xuezheng is wrong, and he is currently undecided, and he can't easily draw conclusions." ”

Wan Xuezheng said again: "It should be that prodigy Fang Zhongyong." ”

Cai Xianling hesitated for a moment and said, "No, I remember very clearly, Fang Zhong will never be in that direction. ”

Cai Xianling was born as a Jinshi, and he has a strong talent, and he can already remember it.

As soon as Cai Xian Ling finished speaking, the three of them looked in surprise again in the direction where Fang Yun's examination room was located.

"It's a pity that the talent has subsided. After Cai Xianling finished speaking, he sat down in disappointment.

The county court gentleman sighed: "It's a pity. ”

Wan Xuezheng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, the two of you, maybe that candidate can continue, not to mention that the prodigy hasn't been written yet." ”

Suddenly, the three of them turned their heads together to look in the other direction, showing a look of anticipation.

After a while, Cai Xianling smiled and said: "Okay! The talent is stable, the poem is out of the county, and it is Fang Zhongyong who is sitting in that position!"

The county court gentleman smiled and said, "It is worthy of being a prodigy in this county." ”

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Zhou Yuan Xuezheng congratulated again, and then looked regretfully in the direction where Fang Yun was.

In the examination room, Fang Yun put down the brush and frowned.

"This poem is not good! I blame the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee even if I am not a child, and the three examiners may not all like them, I am afraid that they will use the excuse of being unmeritorious but vainly discussing the demotion of the government, even if the poem is good, it is useless. However, if I can't even write this poem, the others are even worse, some are not good enough, some are too good, some are not rhymed, and some are obviously not something I can write. ”

Fang Yun thought about it, and suddenly crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and put it on the table.

Fang Yun put the test paper in front of him, picked up the pen and thought silently, and after a while, he remembered that the breath of spring after the rain came to his face today, and a famous poem naturally came to mind.

Fang Yun put down the pen.

Spring dawn.

Spring sleep is not aware,

Birds are heard everywhere;

The sound of wind and rain at night,

How much do you know about the flowers?

One of the famous poems of the famous poet Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty.

Poetry is completed, and talent is like a fountain erupting.

Fang Yun immediately felt a warm air flow descending from the sky, straight into the depths of his eyebrows.

Fang Yun's eyes widened suddenly, he didn't expect that he would be empowered in the exam and become a child!

All the warm air currents condensed at the "Wen Palace" in the center of the eyebrows, and then exploded, pouring into every part of Fang Yun's body, allowing Fang Yun's wound to heal at a miraculous speed last night.

Fang Yun felt that his eyes were itchy, and he blinked involuntarily, his eyes that were originally myopic were not only healed, but his vision was also several times better than that of normal people.

Every time you improve your rank, all aspects of your body will be enhanced, and your life expectancy will also increase, with a great Confucian lifespan of one hundred and two hundred years and a half-saint lifespan of two hundred years. When you take care of your body, even if you are just a child, your physical fitness is stronger than that of elite soldiers!"

At the same time as the poem was completed, the three of Cai Xianling, who were not far from the examination room, suddenly bounced up from their chairs and looked in disbelief in the direction where Fang Yun was.

"This ......" Wan Xuezheng was speechless.

The county court muttered to himself: "Talent is up to the mansion, almost Mingzhou, as long as it is spread a little, it will be the poetry of Mingzhou!"

Then, the faces of the three men changed dramatically, and they screamed at the same time.

"Holy pre-child!"

After being admitted to the Tongsheng, you will enter the temple to worship, and then you will receive the empowerment of talent and be officially promoted to the Tongsheng.

Ordinary Tongsheng is just a "disciple of the saints", but the saint is a "disciple of heaven", which is of extraordinary significance, because Confucius and King Wen of Zhou are both "disciples of heaven".

"The population of the Shengyuan Continent is billions, and it may not be possible to produce a saint in three years!

Cai Xianling took a deep breath and said, "That location is where the poem was interrupted just now. ”

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