"The sea has broken the earth's veins, and the white robe is unprecedented."

The surging sea, rushing to the popular leyline, the scholar Bai Ding, has ambition to break the ground!

Chi Banxi, the first person in Zhanzhou, the first Jinshi, the first champion!

The world's best talent in the poor countryside is famous today!!

The world is cold, open the road!

Chi Banxi took out the yellow paper, originally just to tell the deceased teacher that he had become the first champion in Zhanzhou.

But something weird happened.

It's just a piece of yellow paper, but it seems to have a force, and it actually stands up, as if it has been propped up by the words on the paper.

"This is the handwriting of the Banpo monk!"

The scholars present couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, they thought that Chi Banxi was just an ordinary disciple of Su Banpo, but they didn't expect that he was carrying a heavy treasure.

Su Banpo is not only the important minister of Jiaguo, the conscience of Jiaguo, and the words of the mirror of the southern country, which means that he is cultivated and is enough to be the top four in the world!

The energy is turned into pen and ink, this piece of yellow paper, but there is the essence of the word and the bone of ink!

"This...."

Chi Banxi was stunned, and in half of the poem, there was a righteous and vast energy, which resonated with the seven-grade energy he had just achieved, and continued to converge.

This kind of power is enough to sell for a hundred taels of gold, no wonder the teacher said that if you have no money, you can take this yellow paper and sell it.

"Banpo Jushi is worthy of being the conscience of Jiaguo."

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and introduced the yellow paper into his hand, Su Banpo is a product, and later repaired to disperse, this should have exhausted the last strength, condensed into the word ink, and now it is visible, even the second product can not move the paper at all.

But he is a first-class product, maybe better than Su Banpo at the peak.

"Half a Fragment of ....."

Zhao Zheng was quite emotional, even if he was exiled to Zhanzhou, he did not forget to contribute to the world.

Su Banpo dug a canal in Zhanzhou to educate the people, all for his last wish, so that Zhanzhou could also produce talents.

Talent represents the prosperity of a state.

"Huh..."

Zhao Zheng shook his head, if Su Banpo accepted his solicitation in his early years and came to Daqian as an official, even if his cultivation was exhausted, he would be able to change the situation of no high-ranking officials in the poor family as soon as possible, and he would not have to wait until today to free up his hands to deal with the Jianghuai Party.

It's a pity that Su Banpo is probably from Jiaguo, and he is not very willing to serve as the second master.

Most of these remnants of the Six Kingdoms are of this virtue, and even if they occasionally become officials, they have other intentions.

I really want to use the relics of the Six Kingdoms, think about it, it's better to be like Shang Shaobo, we are happy with each other, and we are win-win.

"Since it's a remnant poem, I'll make it up."

Zhao Zheng lightly, a trace of qi attracted ink from the ink pool, and he was very careful not to reveal the silver underneath.

"Thousands of people look at the brocade every day, and the first letter is half-slope and the eyes are long!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Suddenly, a voice spoke.

It's not a scholar, it's not an official, it's not Chi Banxi who has completed the remnants of poetry in his hand.

The sound was not made by anyone present, it came from the void.

The crowd suddenly looked up.

I saw a phantom figure in mid-air, dressed in cloth, old and long-looking, but with a smile that did not match his age.

It seems that in this old man's heart, there is nothing to be sad about.

"Banpo Layman!"

Someone exclaimed, although they had never seen Su Banpo, they had also seen the portrait.

Zhao Zheng wondered in his heart, why did Su Banpo thank me?

It was supposed to open the way for the poor families in the world, and it was necessary to use the cold families to fight against the giants.

After a word, the old man's phantom disappeared, and he was dead for six or seven years, and he should not have existed in the world for a long time.

At this time, the bell and chime in the Gongyuan suddenly shook.

The vibrations did not make a noisy noise, but were extremely rhythmic.

"Jin Shengyu Zhen!"

And the priests shouted.

In fact, there is no need for him to say more, everyone present was affected by the chime of the bell and introduced into the poetry.

They seem to see the poor students in the world, studying hard day and night, and finally the title of the gold list, dressed in brocade clothes, tall horses, and going around the city.

The group of poor scholars shook their heads even more, constantly repeating the poem in a low voice, with tears in the corners of their eyes.

Although this poem is not a famous sentence, it is touching enough to make a lot of sense.

After completion, it means that the world is poor, and there is really a broad road!

Jin Shengyuzhen, it is not only Zhong Qi who is shocked, but also the hearts of the people!

"Write it down!"

Some clever scholars from humble families write with a pen, even directly on their clothes and even on their arms.

"I've broken through!"

A scholar from a poor family shouted, and he went from the ninth grade to the eighth grade.

"I'm broken too!"

"Me too!"

Countless children of the poor family raised their arms and shouted, the title of the gold list, to become an official, there is still a long way to go, but the improvement of the realm can really be seen!

Among the rest of the wealthy scholars, the short-sighted ones were jealous in their hearts, and the long-term ones were a little worried.

In the future, the scholars of the poor family will definitely rise gradually, and there will be more poor families in the court, and the good days of being their own people as before will come to an end.

The guards were not affected by Jin Shengyuzhen, and they did not follow the path of the imperial examination.

One or two didn't feel anything, but they felt that "thousands of people in brocade clothes look at it", which was a bit unrealistic.

With the temperament of the little emperor, he will definitely not give brocade clothes, and they, the dearest eagle dogs and lackeys of the little emperor, are still wearing robes!

........................

The imperial examination was declared over, and Zhao Zheng summoned Ren Pingsheng in the Yangxin Palace.

"How exactly does Chi Banxi plan to deal with Gan Weili?"

Ren Pingsheng bowed down and said: "The door is full of beheading, and the beheading is shown to the public at the entrance of the vegetable market." ”

"The door is full of beheadings, and the vegetable market is at the mouth...."

Since the founding of the Great Qian, there has been no precedent for the whole door to be beheaded, and the first emperor died early, and before he had time to cut it, he was gone.

Zhao Zheng succeeded to the throne as a young man, and his prestige was insufficient, and it was easy to kill too many people in one go.

But now that he is driving to conquer the north and destroy the country, his prestige is enough.

And Gan Weili has committed enough things, in addition to those on the surface, there are also collusion with the remnants of the six countries in secret, and they are plotting against each other, not to mention that they are all copied and beheaded, and the punishment of the nine clans is too light.

The beheading of the vegetable market is also a new way to play, from the previous dynasty to the Spring and Autumn Period, it was basically beheaded at the main gate of the palace, and there was no precedent for the beheading of the vegetable market.

Chi Banxi should have seen that there were many people at the entrance of the vegetable market, and felt that the beheading of the entrance of the vegetable market could deter more people.

After enduring it for a long time, it suddenly broke out, and the anger became a little heavier, but the troubled times used heavy codes.

"I see."

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and said: "Go, send someone to inform the civil and military officials, on the day of the execution, they will go to the vegetable market to watch the execution, and in addition, let the shadows of the cloth guard occupy a few good positions." ”

"Yes."

Ren Pingsheng retreated, a little confused, but His Majesty said so, so he listened.

After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he slipped out of the palace, went to Zhuangzi, and told Shang Shaobo:

"In a few days, the imperial court will cut off the head at the entrance of the vegetable market."

"I left a few good stalls, and the businessman prepared as soon as possible."

"It will be busy that day, the flow of people is huge, and it is noon, the weather is hot, and you will definitely make a lot of money selling melons and fruits and cold water."

"Especially eggs, rotten cabbage, pebbles and mud, be sure to prepare more!"