Yao Caiwei walked into the room, but her mother was not there. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Green smoke escaped from the incense burner, and a roll of books was on the table. She sat down at the table, and the scene of getting along with Zhuo Zangfeng in Yan Zhiguo couldn't help but spring up in her mind.

The young man's stubborn and fearless demeanor, clear and calm eyes, his composure in the face of danger, and especially his temperament that would rather die than be humiliated, all made her unforgettable.

In the flower-like season when feelings first bloomed, this starfish celestial saintess often couldn't help but compare Zhuo Zangfeng with another genius figure in the Tang Dynasty.

Bu Shishu is extremely talented, with the blood of the dragon, plus he is stable and talented, it can be said that he is a collection of the world's spiritual beauty. Not only is it deeply expected by the dynasty, but it is also the heart of many young women who have been captured.

It was those scoundrels and prodigals in the capital, and even the masters of the cultivation world, who were all impressed by him and respected him very much.

When she was distracted, Xiang'er came in with a shower to water the potted flowers in the room. Seeing the young lady sitting in the lady's room, the little maid hurriedly paid a visit.

"Xiang'er has seen Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Then the clever girl continued to report, "Madame will go to the garden to cultivate, please wait for a while." ”

Yao Caiwei frowned slightly, did not correct the title, smiled, and asked, "Has there been any divorce from that girl in the capital recently?"

Xiang'er was slightly panicked, could it be that Miss knew? She looked sideways, looking at Yao Caiwei's beautiful and vulgar face, calm, as if she didn't know, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"There seems to be such a thing, I heard that it was a young man surnamed Zhuo who went to a house to withdraw from his marriage. This young man is in very poor character, when he was in his hometown, he took prostitutes to feast all day long, bullied men and women, and tossed a good situation, so he went to the capital to extort some money, and after being rejected, he was dissatisfied, and he made a lot of nonsense to slander the woman. ”

Xiang'er didn't know why, after saying these words of revenge, she didn't feel relaxed in her heart, but had a faint worry.

Her eyes were a little flustered, and Yao Caiwei didn't notice it.

The Starfish Heavenly Saintess looked at the Phalaenopsis orchid in full bloom in the house, no matter what, she couldn't equate Zhuo Zangfeng with the young man surnamed Zhuo in Xiang'er's mouth.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little unhappy, thinking that she would go to the Qingyunbang examination room, so she put this matter aside for the time being.

She asked a few words about Xiang'er's cultivation, and used Xian'er to encourage this girl who refused to work hard to practice, and was about to leave here, but her mother happened to come back.

After Xiang'er retreated, the mother and daughter sat opposite each other.

The room was silent, and the fragrance of flowers spread along with the scent of the copper furnace.

One house, two fragrances, mother and daughter double princess.

Princess Chengping looked lovingly at the flower-like Princess Yuqing.

She stretched out her hand and touched her daughter's soft and flying hair, and sighed: "I named you Cai Wei, Wei is a little grass, I just want you to be a free little grass, not bound by royal status." Now that I think about it, it's also a dream bubble. You've become a princess instead, and it's really helpless to think about it. ”

Yao Caiwei held her mother's still smooth and delicate hand, gently pressed it on her face, and pillowed her head full of cloudy sideburns in the arms that had given her infinite warmth since she was a child, and smiled happily.

"No matter what happens, as long as I see my mother, I feel that I am so happy!"

Princess Chengping smiled with satisfaction: "Your master is better for you!"

Yao Caiwei didn't answer, but suddenly turned her face to look at her mother, and asked seriously: "Does my mother know which girl in the capital has recently divorced?"

This question was a bit sudden, Princess Chengping's palm slid over her daughter's smooth hair, and said quietly: "This kind of mundane trivial matter can happen every day, so it's not worth making a fuss about." You should still follow your master's cultivation well, be calm, and don't let distracting thoughts interfere with your cultivation. ”

Yao Caiwei nodded.

Princess Chengping said again: "I always feel that this Qingyun List will definitely not be so peaceful, you should be careful when you go to the Tai Academy, and you should be close to that princess of Yan Zhiguo." This girl is really good! fearless, intelligent, witty, and beautiful, I think she is the best choice for your sister-in-law. ”

Yao Caiwei said angrily: "My mother is so partial! I will find a daughter-in-law for my brother so soon." ”

Princess Chengping had a satisfied smile in her eyes, "You don't have to worry, that Bu Shishu son is also very good, and it won't take a few years for their Bu family to come to the door to propose." ”

Yao Caiwei was still in her mother's arms, and said in a low voice: "Don't do it!"

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After all the students were tested, they entered the Tai Academy in turn, and Udelu announced that the examination room would be closed.

During these two days of examinations, students are not allowed to leave, and the college is responsible for all food and accommodation.

In a huge hall in the academy, it is divided into one grid after another. There is a bed board in each grid, a pot of water, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the grid is built of green bricks, and there is an iron fence in front of it, and the door is closed and locked when students enter.

The food is delivered by the handyman in the examination room, and in these two days, except for the first exam to be able to go out to breathe, and have a hot meal in the Tai Academy room, the rest of the time you have to be trapped in the small compartment, and the toilet and other problems are also completed in it until the end of the exam.

The four corners of the lattice are pasted with the rune paper written by the thirty-six masters of the Tai Academy, and the cultivation above the first grade realm cannot be cracked at all.

The entire hall was surrounded by so many masters' vitality, cutting off contact with the outside.

In the past exams, some students were ingenious to pass on the books with flying pigeons and receive the answers. In order to put an end to such painstaking cheating methods, the powerful vitality of the cultivator is really like an iron wall.

Zhuo Zangfeng sat down in the lattice, waited until the supervision officer finished distributing the test papers, and glanced at the questions on it.

Sure enough, the very common test questions are nothing more than sentences copied from spiritual scriptures, either fill in the blanks, or ask the candidates to indicate which work they are from, or continue to write the sentences completely. It's just about memory and how wide you read.

You don't even need to annotate, you just need to write it according to the answer rules.

This is very easy, Zhuo Zangfeng waved his pen and filled in the small grid one by one.

There is a prepared candle on the left hand side, and there is a small bell, and after the candidate answers the question, shake the bell, and there is a special person who is responsible for collecting the paper, or to meet the candidate's request that is not excessive.

In fact, these exam questions are simple for Zhuo Zangfeng, but they are even difficult for many cultivators. First of all, you need to read a large number of classics, you must have a wide range of books, and you must have an excellent memory.

After all, this is a very difficult exam.

For countless years, Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism have left behind a vast number of works, and most of them are obscure.

With such a great difficulty, many candidates can't think of a suitable answer when they face the exam questions.

Zhuo Zangfeng also encountered two relatively cold sentences, but he didn't think much about it, and he didn't fill them in in combination with the meaning.

In the face of such exam questions, he really hated those who made the questions. It's all about rote memorization, and even if you get a perfect score and can't understand it, what's the point of what you've learned?

Although he suddenly remembered the answers to those two questions, he didn't bother to fill them in.

Just let it be empty!" Zhuo Zangfeng thought, ready to hand in the paper.

But at this moment, he saw a slight trace of heaven and earth vitality on the scroll rapidly dissipating, and the words that had been written were connected into a silk thread, fluttering their wings and flying away like flying flies.

One by one, the words flew away right under his nose!(To be continued.) )