At this time, the crowd in front of the Gongyuan came back to their senses from the vision just now, saw the respectful Prince Yu, saw Wang Daoyi, and Hong Yi, and whispered earnestly.

"That, that's Prince Yu, actually standing behind that person, it seems that that person is Wang Daoyi, what happened just now, yes, it's that Wang Daoyi, right?! Hiss! Is this kind of method really the ancient sages alive? The immortal characters who have survived the Nine Thunder Tribulations, how can they look ordinary, but the means are too terrifying, just a wave of their hands......"

In the crowd, a hundred-year-old man with a white beard was looking at Wang Daoyi with a solemn face, this person was none other than a hundred-and-three-year-old Centenarian, Xie Wenyuan!

He was originally a person in the Great Zhou Dynasty of the previous dynasty, and he was already a master of the literary world at that time, after the destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he symbolically became the leader of the Great Qian, indicating that he obeyed the rule of the Great Qian, and then made an article behind closed doors, learned, and annotated the works of the sages and sages.

He has been writing books behind closed doors for 60 years, and he has long lost the mind of fame and fortune, but he has done a deep study, and he actually has a whim inspiration in his heart, and he has noticed that there are changes in the world and the court, and he wants to join in the fun, and it is very likely that there will be a big harvest, and there is even the possibility of leaving a name in history.

Wang Daoyi noticed Xie Wenyuan, smiled at him slightly from afar, and Hong Yi on the side also saw Xie Wenyuan, bowed slightly from afar, and then the two walked straight to the gate of the Tribute Courtyard.

At this time, the Gongyuan had already opened its doors and began to enter the scientific examination.

Xie Wenyuan stroked his long beard, his eyes flashed with a deep brilliance, and he seemed to have an extremely high artistic conception that penetrated time and space, but at this time, two wisps of surprise flashed in his eyes. He muttered to himself solemnly: "Is this Wang Daoyi?" Can't see through, can't see through, rumors are true. Could it really be the living immortal sage who has survived the Nine Thunder Tribulations?! Why are these people still here to join in the fun? …… And the one next to him should be Hong Xuanji's expelled concubine Hong Yi, I can't see through it, there is an unfathomable feeling, weird, weird, is this son also a ......"

Also with him was the eight-year-old Fang Yuan, whose little hands were clenched into fists. also lined up to enter the tribute courtyard.

After that, it was more than two hours, and nearly 10,000 people entered the tribute courtyard one after another and were assigned to a small room. After that, the exam questions are sent.

Wang Daoyi in the small room gently took it and looked at it, and the title was: "Zi said"!

"Sure enough, it's still the same topic. When it suits me. It's time for me to leave, it's time to leave something for the world. ”。 Wang Daoyi stroked his palm and smiled, picked up the brush with his right hand, dipped it in ink, and wrote a line of words concentratingly!

In Hong Yi's room not far away, Hong Yi also saw 'Zi Yue' and pondered.

Eight-year-old Fang Yuan, with a small face, stared at the topic seriously. He clenched his pen and said, "Dao cultivation, I'm not as good as you." But in this imperial examination, on breaking the questions, on the scriptures and righteousness of the scientific examination, you are afraid that you are not as good as me, you are Wang Shixian, but not Wang Jingyi, and in this regard, let's talk about the high and low! "After the eight-year-old Fang Yuan was woken up by Wang Dao's words, he understood that he was not the so-called 'protagonist', and that day Wang Dao's successive nine thunder tribulations really scared him, no matter how he was unconvinced, he had to be convinced, but at this time, he had a trace of a child's competitive mind, and wanted to compete with Wang Dao in this scientific examination.

On the other side, Xie Wenyuan said with admiration after seeing the title: "It's actually a dry question, Zi said, which means 'I say', this is the tone of the ancient princes!" It is indeed extremely difficult to break the tone of the ancient princes, I don't know how to write that Fang Yuan, how to write that Hong Yi, and how to write Wang Daoyi......" Such distracting thoughts flashed in Xie Wenyuan's mind, and then the distracting thoughts disappeared, and he really deserved to be a great Confucian who lived more than 100 years old, I saw him grinding ink slightly, and when he picked up the pen, he was already full of energy in his hand, and he began to solve the problem.

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In the examiner's main room, Hong Xuanji was sitting in the hall, he was the examiner, and on his left and right were the examiners of the thirty-sixth room, and there was also Li Shenguang, the deputy examiner's secretary of the ceremonial department.

At this time, the atmosphere in the room was slightly solemn, in the past, the chief examiner would say something at this time, which would make the atmosphere a little more lively, but this year it was Hong Xuanji as the chief examiner, since the beginning of the scientific examination in the Gong Academy, he sat in the main hall without saying a word, his eyes drooped slightly, and he seemed to have wandered outside.

The examiner of the thirty-sixth room was not easy to disturb the examiner, and he was silent without saying a word, at this time Li Shenguang seemed to have discovered something, and coughed lightly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Taishi is looking at the spirit, take a look at the spirit of the article of nearly 10,000 people in this session, we are all characters who read and nourish qi, why don't we also take a look with the Taishi?!"

"Yes, although the spirit of the article is ethereal, can not see, can not hear, but can feel, just like the temperament, is a kind of can only understand, can not be said to be an image, this is not the ghost of the gods, but the spirit of literature, according to the ancient sages, write down the words of the article, the words of the pearl, and even can make the spirit of the article manifest, the words float in the air, just like the martial arts, the spirit of the spirit of the will into it, the wolf smoke erected, straight into the sky, we wait for the current qi, can also better understand the spirit of different articles."

Li Shenguang's proposal was quickly approved by most of the people, and Hong Xuanji, who was still sitting in the high hall on the side, obviously acquiesced, so they began to look forward to it one after another.

This kind of hope is not Taoism, but a realm of pure spiritual cultivation, all Confucianists and scholars who read to the depths can do it.

It was also at this time that Xie Wenyuan, Hong Yi, Fang Yuan, Wang Daoyi, and the other nine thousand candidates also began to write one after another.

A vast void that does not exist in reality, shrouded in the entire scope of the Tribute Academy, the spirit of the article dotted with stars, turned into a literary atmosphere, and simulated into things, hanging in the void, some like flowers, some like clouds, some like landscapes, some like the tip of a pen......

In this kind of literary incarnation, a white pillar of light rose to the sky, like a martial arts saint wolf smoke rising into the sky, straight into the sky, white and boundless, its momentum is huge, its quality is upright, the owner of this white pillar of light is none other than the hundred-year-old Confucian, a generation of literary master Xie Wenyuan's literary spirit, which occupies everyone's perspective of hope.

"It is worthy of a generation of great masters, the essence of this article is pure and upright, and it soars into the sky, and we can't compare it."

"Yes, yes, this thank you, you have been concentrating on studying for 60 years, how can I compare with my younger generations."

Li Shenguang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and the examiners of the thirty-sixth room, all looked at the vision outside the house, and exclaimed. (To be continued.) )