Several people went up one after another to move the stone pier.

Of course, there are also people who can move the stone pier and enter the side door, successfully breaking through the first test.

These people may not have much advanced internal cultivation, but it is feasible to be a nursing home, resist some small threats, and even delay time.

A deep house compound must also have three levels of nursing homes.

Ji Zhen thought about it for a while, and also walked up.

A hand reached under the stone pier, and then lifted it up, dragging the stone pier up.

"Come, take a note, and move on to the next test."

Ji Zhen led his way up, and then entered the side door. After following the guide and turning a few corners along the road, Ji Zhen came to the second test place.

A quiet courtyard, there are tables and chairs in the courtyard, and on this table and chair, there are actually placed the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Along with the four treasures of the study, there is also a scroll of paper.

"This is a nursing home, why are you still admitted to literature?" Ji Zhen felt quite amused in his heart.

At this time, at the top of the courtyard, a man looked through the curtain. Seeing that this group of people was almost here, he spit out his lips lightly.

"Washington's recruitment of nursing homes is not to recruit a martial artist, it needs to be sensible and understand people's feelings, although there is no need to raise people and scholars, but it also needs to have a test of knowledge."

It's a distinctly feminine voice, crisp, ethereal and pleasant, with a hazy and elusive beauty.

"Alright, it's almost there, let's get started!

Ji Zhen also followed the crowd, chose a table and chair, put the sword away, and began to do the question.

The topic is very simple, and it does not involve the topic of government affairs, but it has two forms.

One is the political discourse of evaluating history, and the other is about poetry and poetry.

Just these two topics, Ji Zhen's eyes lit up, and he felt that it was not simple.

The former can see a person's way of thinking and the maturity of their thinking through the topic. From the points of view written, it can also be seen whether a person's mind meets the recruitment criteria. ”

"And the latter is about talent, in ancient times, poetry and poetry are to evaluate a person's talent and learning."

Ji Zhen crossed these thoughts in his heart, but the doubts in his heart were even worse.

"Is this really a nursing home?"

couldn't care so much, Ji Zhen began to answer questions.

History evaluates this point, and Ji Zhen writes quickly. On Mount Hua, he learned not only martial arts, but also scriptures and history. Coupled with the perspectives brought about by the information explosion in modern cities, it is not difficult to write a unique article.

is difficult, it is difficult to be on the poems and songs that follow.

As a modern person, Ji Zhen naturally has no talent in this area.

At this time, it was already the late Ming Dynasty, and Tang poems, Song Ci, and Yuan songs had all been brilliantly opened up in the long river of history, and they didn't have to be copied!

"There is only the Qing Dynasty, who is more famous in the Qing Dynasty?" Ji Zhen's pen stopped in mid-air, and his mind spun quickly.

Suddenly, he thought of the personal signature that was popular on QQ.

If life is only as it first seems!

Nalan Xingde!

"Just copy Nalan Rongruo's poems."

Wang Guowei, a former master of Chinese studies, commented: Nalan Rong looks at things with the eyes of nature and speaks with the tongue of nature, and this is the first time to enter the Central Plains without being infected with the atmosphere of the Han people, so it can really be so, since the Northern Song Dynasty, there is only one person.

"Fortunately, I went to check the full poem because of this sentence 'If life is only as first seen', otherwise, this poetry would have knelt directly."

After all, this examination paper does not limit the questions like the imperial examination, and the person who wrote the question only asks for a poem, but does not say anything specific.

Ji Zhen picked up the pen and wrote.

Magnolia Flower Order

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan? Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain and zero bells did not complain. How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day.

Ji Zhen put down the pen after writing, blew the ink on the paper, and was very satisfied with his handwriting.

At this time, he looked around, but found that the people around him were scratching their ears and cheeks, and their faces were flushed.

If it weren't for Washington, perhaps these people would have slashed it with knives.

What the hell? Is this a nursing home, or a bachelor?

"It's time!"

After another half an hour, the female voice behind the curtain sounded again.

When the woman's words fell, someone accepted the exam paper and submitted it. Next, it's a matter of waiting.

All you can hear is the sound of paper flipping behind the curtain.

"Ji Zhen stayed, and the others followed Steward Hu."

As this sentence came out, the curtain was lifted, and Ji Zhen saw a delicate face.

From top to bottom, from hair to feet, all reveal the extraordinary nature of this woman.

Three thousand green silk is tied up with a hairband, a butterfly hairpin is inserted on the head, a wisp of green silk hangs down on the chest, thin powder, only the color is increased, the light pink dress is wrapped, and the white gauze is draped outside.

Ji Zhen's heart moved, but it was only a move.

With a flash of his eyes, he regained his calm and indifference.

"Haruka has seen Childe." The woman turned sideways, put her hands up and down at her waist, bent her knees slightly, and bowed to Ji Zhen.

"The girl is polite, I can't afford it."

Chunxiang stood up, stretched out her hand, and smiled slightly, "Childe's talent and learning make Chunxiang admire, Childe, please come with me." ”

Ji Zhen followed Haruka and walked into another path.

"Miss Chunxiang, is the test just now really a nursing home?" Ji Zhen asked, "Isn't this too harsh?" ”

Chunxiang replied to Ji Zhen with a sideways face as she walked.

"Is Childe worried about those people? This nursing home recruitment is real, and they will all become nursing homes. It's just that in this, the lady is also involved, in order to find a teacher for the two sons in the house. ”

Ji Zhen was surprised for a while, "Will the two sons in the house lack teachers?" This land south of the Yangtze River has been a place of affection for literati and writers since ancient times. If Hua Taishi reveals the news, there will be endless people vying to be the teachers of the two sons, right? ”

Haruka shook her head.

"The two sons have special personalities, and they want more than ordinary teachers."

After walking for a while and turning a few corners, Ji Zhen followed Chunxiang and finally came to the hall of Washington.

At this moment, there was a lady in her thirties sitting in the hall, not luxuriously dressed, but with a momentum of her own.

This person is naturally Mrs. Hua in Washington!

When the eyes flickered, wisps of essence flashed.

What's more, Ji Zhen could sense the internal strength fluctuations coming from the other party's body. This is the internal force that has just advanced greatly, and it has not yet been able to consolidate the breath that leaks out.

"Haruka has seen Madame."

Mrs. Hua looked at Ji Zhen who came in, as if her eyes were sweeping over Ji Zhen.

In the end, Mrs. Hua looked at the long sword that Ji Zhen was carrying and nodded, "I have a little internal cultivation, so I don't know how the swordsmanship is." ”

"Wu Zhuangyuan?"

"Yes!"