When Jiang Han left from the Ninth Pavilion of Shushan, everyone in the Confucian Temple was full of shock.

Jiang Han not only arrived at the Ninth Pavilion, but also cleared the customs?

After seeing the poem he had written in the Ninth Pavilion, all the great Confucians fell silent.

"If you don't notice the cold star, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood! …… Good poetry! After a long time, Zhou Hongyan let out a sigh of admiration.

"Jiang Han, this son, the future achievements are not under us."

The great Confucians present are all in the realm of the four virtues, and if they are not below them, they are the realm of the three virtues.

Or even ...... Second Rank Yasheng!

However, everyone tacitly did not refute it.

Those who can reach the Ninth Pavilion of Book Mountain and clear the customs do have this potential.

As long as he does not die young, the lowest achievement in the future will definitely be Sanpin.

"This Jiang Han ...... Had to be removed! Not far away, the prince listened to the conversation of the great Confucians, his face was gloomy, and a faint killing intent flashed in his eyes.

King Yue was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Okay, good Jiang Han!" Ascending to the Ninth Pavilion of Shushan, he can be regarded as the first person of the younger generation of Confucianism in the future! I'm afraid that in the next ten or twenty years, no one will be able to ascend to the Ninth Pavilion like him. But Sister Huang, what does his poem mean? ”

King Yue looked at the eldest princess beside him and asked aloud.

The eldest princess is well-read, and she is the favorite of many princes and princesses, and the poem is extremely obscure and difficult to understand, but if it is Ning Yue, she should be able to read it.

Ning Yue looked at the prism, her pool-like gaze moved slightly, and explained softly: "My heart can't escape the pain caused by the shooting of the divine arrow, and the old garden is suffering from fierce wind and rain. The cold stars in the sky who put this heart in the sky are not understood, so it is recommended to my family and country with my blood...... This poem is made in sympathy with the two poems on the table of the Ninth Pavilion, although the talent is not very amazing, but the heart of the fist makes people empathize. ”

King Yue suddenly smiled and said, "Jiang Han is really a loyal and patriotic gentleman!" ”

Ning Yue smiled and said nothing, there is nothing wrong with being patriotic, but she is loyal to the king...... I haven't seen a bit of loyalty from him.

At this moment, Jiang Han is leaving Shushan and heading to Xuehai.

Different from the pressure of Shangshu Mountain, when leaving the Book Mountain, the body was like flying, and it took less than two quarters of an hour to reach the foot of the Book Mountain.

Following the guidance of Shushan's will, Jiang Han walked south, passed through a meadow, and soon saw an ocean.

"Is this Xuehai?" Jiang Han's heart moved, this ocean was turbulent, and the sea breeze carried a salty and wet breath, like the real sea.

But Jiang Han knew that this was not the real sea, but the sea of learning, which was juxtaposed with Shushan.

Winning the first place in the book mountain is the leader of the book mountain, and winning the first place in the sea of learning is the leader of the sea of learning.

Jiang Han looked at it at a glance and saw several small boats appearing on the shore of Xuehai, and at this moment, Kong Yuanji, Wen Ming, and Yishan were all next to the boats.

In addition to the three of them, two others arrived in Xuehai.

Jiang Han was slightly surprised, if he wanted to go to Xuehai, he had to go through the fifth pavilion and reach the sixth pavilion, and as for the sixth pavilion, he could not go to Xuehai.

Even Zhang Tingfeng stopped at the fifth pavilion, and there were even two people who could come to learn the sea.

It seems that the strength of these two people is also good.

Seeing Jiang Han coming, Yi Shan immediately greeted him happily and said, "Jiang Han, how did you go to the Eighth Pavilion just now?" ”

Kong Yuanji also looked at them with curiosity, and his eyes showed inquiry.

Wen Ming sneered.

The other two scholars also looked at Jiang Han with amazement, the eighth pavilion of Shushan? The difficulty of the sixth pavilion alone is like ascending to the sky, and he can still reach the eighth pavilion?

Jiang Han said: "It's over." ”

His short answer instantly stunned everyone.

Passed? The Eighth Pavilion has passed?

This... How is this possible?!

At this moment, everyone was staring at Jiang Han with ghostly expressions, as if to say: Are you lying to us?

Kong Yuanji asked, "What is the Eighth Pavilion test?" How did you live? ”

Jiang Han said: "The eighth pavilion is a policy test, and the question is to govern the country and ...... country."

Jiang Han briefly explained the topic.

After listening, everyone fell silent.

Difficult question......

But it's not too hard to write.

Jiang Han can also explain if he can pass the eighth pavilion.

Jiang Han added: "The time limit is one hour, and the strategy must reach the town country, and then you can pass the eighth pavilion." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone raised their heads, and their faces were full of shocked expressions.

An hour? Reach the town country?

Are you kidding?

Let's not talk about whether you can finish a policy in an hour, can Zhenguo's works be made if you want to?

Isn't this eighth pavilion sincere and not for people to live?

It is no wonder that Yu Ao, who was known as the first genius of Confucianism and Taoism, also stopped at the Eighth Pavilion.

Wait a minute......

Jiang Han said just now, he passed?!

Suddenly, everyone suddenly realized something, raised their heads and looked at Jiang Han with horror.

"Jiang, Jiang Han, you made a town and country policy?" Yishan is full of jaw-dropping roads.

"Ahem, it's just a fluke." Jiang Han coughed lightly, although he was very comfortable enjoying this surprised gaze, he still said modestly: "I just write it casually, who knows that it will be a town!" ”

Everyone: "......"

Jiang Han looked at the other two readers: "These two are?" ”

He didn't know either of them.

One of the scholars in a black shirt said: "My name is Yan Qing, I am a person from Yanzhou Xuanniao Academy, Jiang Han, I have admired your name for a long time, I like your song "Man Jianghong" very much." ”

Another person wore a green shirt and said, "My name is Yu Mou, and my grandfather is today's Confucian Yu Zhongjing." ”

Jiang Han arched his hand, looked at the six small boats parked on the beach, and said, "What is that?" How to live in Xuehai? ”

Kong Yuanji said: "When we arrived just now, the chief examiner of Xuehai said that the number of people had not arrived, and the rules would be announced when everyone arrived, and now the people should be complete." ”

Just as he was talking, a Confucian student in a green shirt suddenly appeared in front of them: "I am the examiner of Xuehai, those who can cross the sea have arrived this time, and the competition can begin, now announce the rules!" ”

The examiner stretched out his hand and pointed to the seaside boat and said, "This exam is called the Sea Race, and you will each get on a boat, so that the boat will arrive at the sea and win the championship." The winner of the championship is the leader of the sea of learning. ”

Jiang Han looked at the boat and found that although there was a boat, there was no oar, and he guessed in his heart that this sea race was not just as simple as rowing.

Sure enough, the examiner said: "This boat can't be rowed with oars, but can only be driven by poetry. ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, it turned out that it was such a race.

"You can choose one ship for each now." The examiner said.

Kong Yuanji came directly to the No. 1 ship, while Wen Ming thought about it and came to No. 2, and Yishan chose No. 6.

Jiang Han didn't think much about it, and directly chose the fifth, third, and fourth boats for Yan Qing and Yu Mou.