Time flies, and it's another year.

In the sea of knowledge, the inky black imprints exuded a surging brilliance, neatly arranged together with the previous imprints.

[Ever-changing]

A string of information exploded in the sea of knowledge, and soon disappeared into his memory, telling the wonder of this magical power.

After a long time, Fu Qiu was already clear, and he smiled calmly: "Ever-changing, how about putting on a Buddha's clothes?" This is a bit of a heavenly demon. ”

At this moment, he also thought of an allusion.

Legend has it that Shakyamuni was speaking the Dharma, and at that time, the Heavenly Demon King Bo Shun was also listening to the lecture, after which he stood up and said to Shakyamuni, "I want to destroy your Dharma."

Shakyamuni replied, "My Dharma is the Dharma, and you can't be bad." ”

Bo Xunji said: "When the Dharma is in decline at the end of the Dharma period, I will let all my demon sons and grandsons put on the robes and enter the temple to destroy your Dharma."

After Shakyamuni burst into tears for a long time, he said firmly: "At that time, I will lead my disciples to take off their robes and walk out of the temple, and I will complete my cultivation!" ”

At first listen, it is an allusion to the vast number of Buddhism, but the characteristics of the heavenly demons are also displayed.

……

Yuhua four years, Longxu Mountain.

Towards dusk, a black wind blew, and dark clouds rolled over the mountains, and soon heavy rain poured.

The raindrops continued to fall like lines, sparsely beating the woods and green plants, and they couldn't raise their heads at all.

"It's raining heavily!"

A scholar in a green robe was originally walking leisurely on the road, but at this time he hurriedly unfolded his oil-paper umbrella and rushed towards the mountain temple eagerly.

The rain was so heavy that the umbrella in his hand could barely protect the bookcase behind him.

Ignoring the front, there was a rain in front of him, as if he had only fallen into the soup, looking extremely embarrassed.

As soon as he entered the door, the scholar put down the bookcase behind him and patted the raindrops on his body.

The scholar bowed respectfully to the clay statue on the stage: "God, this treasure to shelter from the rain is really disturbing, really disturbing." There is no incense and fruit tribute today, and when I am named on the gold list, I will respect the golden body for God. ”

Although he has not yet become an official, he has already practiced his ability to draw big pies.

After speaking, the scholar took out the books in the bookcase, spread them out one by one, flipped through them, and showed a surprised expression.

"It's okay, I didn't get it."

Rumble~

Fetch a pile of hay from the side and raise a fire.

The scholar took off his clothes and put them aside to dry, rubbed his hands, sat down next to him, picked up a book and read it.

This is a book specially written for scientific examinations, which records the scientific examination questions of recent years, as well as excellent articles.

While watching, the scholar thought about his own scientific expedition and some experiences.

This time, I went to Beijing to take the exam, but I didn't take the basic skills of poetry, scripture, and Moyi in the county test, all of which were major questions of scripture and righteousness.

The Four Books and Five Classics are a total of 400,000 words, and 200,000 words are to be memorized.

It can be said that the education of private schools in the countryside can only show talents at most, so there are county schools and government schools for further study.

Then in the first volume, on the list of subjects, that is, the basic format of official documents, according to the events given, write all kinds of basic official documents-if you don't go to county school or government school, you can't learn it at all.

"Volume 2, History and Strategy."

"The third volume, on the five ways of scripture and righteousness, is the most important."

Scholars are most concerned about the question.

For Jingyi, he has free pen and ink in his chest, but he is still a little apprehensive about history and strategy.

He has looked at the questions and strategies for the past two years, and the papers that have been won are different from the examiners, and each has its own emphasis.

"This year's chief examiner is said to be the great master of Hongyuan painting, I have seen his ten strategies for governing the world, but it has been many years ago, this time I went to the capital, and I have to communicate with you more and inquire clearly."

The scholar has a calculation in his heart, although the scriptures and meanings are important, but the framework is already there, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

However, asking for advice is very mysterious, and everyone's views on the same thing may be very different.

One discomfort will commit some kind of taboo.

Even if the examinee writes a specific solution to something, the examiner may think that the examinee will be exaggerating!

If the candidate answers the question from the long-term, chooses to seek stability, and involves education and people's livelihood, it will not be wrong to read people, educate the world, and govern people's livelihood!

This is political correctness that belongs to those who read!

But in this way, it is difficult to shine, and even for some examiners, this is the difference, which involves the political line of the main examiner.

Still pondering, an old voice suddenly interrupted the scholar's train of thought.

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's moral, you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it, you can't talk about it, you can't waste your tongue on your bosom friend!"

With Lang Lang's voice, an old Taoist walked into the temple, this man was tall, looked a little sloppy, his robe was ragged, his jaw and beard were knotted, and he didn't know when he hadn't repaired his instrument.

However, compared to the scholar's soup chicken appearance.

There is not a trace of water stains on this person's robes and feet, and there is only a white flag in his hand, with eight big characters written on it - no leakage of calculation, save the common people!

Such an appearance immediately attracted the attention of the scholars, and they thought of the legendary predecessors in their hearts.

The scholar put down the book in his hand and bowed his hand to the Taoist: "If the old Taoist master doesn't dislike it, it's better to come over and bake the fire." ”

The Taoist glanced at him, and there was no emotion on his face, but he just sat down by the fire and said something.

"There is labor!"

The scholar smiled lightly: "The Taoist chief set up this flag, but it is a fortune teller?" ”

Lao Dao nodded: "Yes." ”

The scholar became interested: "That kid wants to tell his fortune, how about it?" ”

Lao Dao glanced at the scholar and said, "What to measure?" ”

The scholar nodded and said with a smile: "The kid went to the exam this time, although he was a little sure in his heart, but he didn't know that he might succeed in the exam as he wished?" If so, how many places will you win? ”

Lao Dao glanced at the scholar, silently took out five coins from his arms, and put them in the tortoise shell in his sleeve.

After some shaking, the five coins were poured out again.

Lao Dao looked at the money, his face did not change, and then he said: "It's difficult." ”

The smile on the scholar's face gradually dissipated, and he wanted to ask again.

Lao Dao didn't say more, he just closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Huhuhu~

The wind outside was getting stronger.

The scholar on the side was a little upset, feeling that he didn't dare to ask more, which would annoy people.

Then a black wind struck, and the fire was completely extinguished.

The scholar who was reading the book was a little panicked.

At the statue of the god, a surging mist rose, and a black light flooded towards the scholar.

Lao Dao opened his eyes suddenly, there seemed to be red light in his eyes, and he didn't care about the scholars, and shouted towards the statue.

"Bold and demonic, pretending to be a mountain king, daring to be presumptuous!"