Chapter Seventy-One: Disqualification?
There was a sudden silence in the room, as if time had frozen.
In such an atmosphere, even the two beautiful maids felt uneasy.
"My lord, what's wrong?"
A beautiful maid asked cautiously.
Yang Xuanlan tilted his head and did not speak. His pupils contracted, and in an instant, countless thoughts crossed his mind. Yang Xuanlan never expected that he would see the name "Yang Ji" again at this time.
"Impossible!"
Yang Xuanlan's first reaction was "impossible". This should just be a clever name with a double name. The surname Yang in the entire Langya County is not much, but there is no less to say.
He vaguely remembered that in the last battle of Langya, there was a sect disciple surnamed Yang who was also talked about a lot. However, that was a matter that belonged to the previous Langya general, Yi Xiantian, and it was inconvenient for him to pay too much attention to it.
And only a year later, how could that little brute He De be able to participate in the imperial examination of "Wu Xiucai" so quickly?
However, in the next moment, this idea in Yang Xuanlan's heart was completely shattered.
"Yang Ji, Pingchuan County, Wu Tongsheng, Kui ......"
On the thin pages, these few lines instantly shattered the thoughts in Yang Xuanlan's heart.
"Buzz!"
For a moment, Yang Xuanlan's face was extremely gloomy.
"My lord, what's wrong?"
Another beautiful maid said cautiously.
"Get out!"
Yang Xuanlan's face was blue, and he waved his hand, and said undoubtedly.
"Adult ......"
"Get out!"
Yang Xuanlan said sharply. The two beautiful maids were so frightened that they said "yes" and hurriedly exited the room.
Master Fu Ma has always been gentle, and he is so stern as he is now, and it is the first time that the two have seen each other. No one knows what was born!
In the room, the lights were blazing.
Yang Xuanlan sat at his desk. The face is cloudy. "The road is narrow", and in just one year, I actually met this little beast again.
At the beginning of Pingchuan City, because King Taiyuan was urgently summoned, it was sudden, and Yang Xuanlan had to go back in advance. So much so that the unfinished work allowed Yang Ji to escape with his life.
originally thought that after this incident, although Yang Ji would not die, he would at least be suppressed, and he would be in a state of despair from then on, and it would be difficult to make trouble.
Unexpectedly, not only did he sit on Wu Tongsheng, but also sat on it bigger.
"The itch of mustard moss has become a stubborn disease......"
Yang Xuanlan's expression was cold. There was a slight chill in his eyes:
"But it hit me right now. You don't want to sit big. It's better to wait for me for another three years!"
"Huh!"
Grabbing the wolf hair big zhu pen hanging on the pen stand on the side, Yang Xuanlan dipped it in ink, drew a cross on Yang Ji's name.
The three-year period is not long, but it is not short. However, between the long and the short, it is a person's fate that is decided.
An eighteen-year-old Wu Xiucai is amazing.
A twenty-one-year-old Wu Xiucai is just mediocre.
......
Regardless of whether Yang Ji has the ability or not. Yang Xuanlan would not give him any chance.
"Da Da Da!"
Outside the door, there was a rush of footsteps. But it was a group of henchmen outside who heard the movement and rushed over.
"Your Excellency. What's wrong?"
The door opened, and a cold wind swept in.
"Take this roster and have them return it to the Iron Crown......
Yang Xuan didn't look back, snapped, left the name of the Iron Crown Sect on the ground behind him, and said lightly.
"Yes!"
A few people didn't dare to say more. He picked up the names of the earth, and hurried away.
............
A beam of orange-red light came through the window and landed on the ground.
In the beams of light, lots of tiny dust flew and danced.
Yang Jipan sat on the ground, staring at the light motionlessly. The sun is rising. This ordinary sunlight shining in, but in Yang Ji's eyes, it has a unique taste, as if it contains infinite mysteries.
Whew!
After a while, something seemed to flicker in Yang Ji's eyes, and he suddenly grabbed the paper next to him, and the pen and ink in his hand swiped on the rice paper like a tornado.
In the blink of an eye, thin lines fell on the paper. But the thin lines are not simple beams, or twisted, or straight, each one is different, and it is not all lines, and there are some inks in some places, like some kind of shadow.
In short, the whole picture gives a very dynamic feeling, as if it is about to break out of the paper.
After a long time, Yang Ji raised his head, grabbed the drawing paper on the ground, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction, but then shook his head again, as if he was dissatisfied in some places.
"Huh!"
As soon as his wrist was raised, Yang Ji threw out the newly painted piece of paper. The painting paper fell down, and when I looked at it, I saw that Yang Ji was surrounded by layers and spread out, all of which were like this.
Yang Ji didn't care about it, still staring at the gradually changing beam, his expression fascinated.
"Is there really a connection between the morning sun and practice?"
Duan Gang's rough voice came from behind him, and he stood at the door, holding a painting that Yang Ji threw on the ground in his hand, and his expression revealed deep doubt.
He stared at Yang Ji in the back for a while, and when he saw that Yang Ji was fascinated, he didn't bother. But he couldn't understand what Yang Ji was painting when he was killed.
"Oh, you're here. ”
Yang Ji's body shook slightly, smiled, and came back to his senses. Seeing Duan Gang holding his painting in his hand, he was stunned at first, and then came back to it.
"I got a new course called "Floating Light Body Method" in the Tibetan Scripture Cave. This skill is extremely fast, and it should be regarded as the fastest mastery at this stage. It can make up for my lack of body. ”
Yang Ji explained with a smile.
The martial arts examination is approaching, and Yang Ji has been actively preparing for this matter. After a morning of study and comprehension, Yang Ji has almost touched the door of this body method. In this "martial arts examination", Yang Ji felt that his chances of winning were a few points greater.
"I'll never learn what you're capable of. ”
Duan Gang shook his head and sighed. Let him read the course according to the book and practice all kinds of detailed and specific exercises and formulas. If he wants to be like Yang Ji from the sun, from the heavens, and from all things on the earth, he can't do it.
I don't have this understanding.
"Hehe, 'one leaf, one piece different'. Don't think too much about it. Everyone has a path for everyone. ”
Yang Ji stood up as he spoke, pulling out a few pieces of drawing paper beside him. Then he took out a book from the drawer under the table and threw it to Duan Gang.
"This is a set of unique learnings that I have summarized and created especially for you. There are light skills, and there are also boxing techniques. It should have been handed over to you a long time ago. Take it and practice. ”
Yang Ji said with a smile.
"The Battle of the Evil Dao", if Duan Gang hadn't arrived in time, he would have almost died there. Yang Ji has been thinking about how to repay Duan Gang.
However, it is not easy to find a set of mastery that is suitable for Duan Gang. This is even more true considering Duan Gang's personal fighting style.
So it's more than three months apart. Yang Ji's book has only now been completed.
"Haha, that's great. I'm thinking about what to do next!"
Duan Gang flipped through a few pages in a row, and immediately burst out laughing excitedly. Most of the things that Yang Ji gave him were boxing techniques, and the routines were also wide open and closed, which was very suitable for his style.
"Yang Ji, then I'm welcome. ”
Duan Gang said happily.
"Hehe, just take it. It was meant to be given to you. ”
Yang Ji said with a smile.
"Is Senior Brother Yang here?—"
Suddenly, a voice came from outside.
"Huh?"
Yang Ji and Duan Gang glanced at each other, and there were some doubts in their eyes. Few people look for him in the morning.
"Come in. ”
Yang Ji shouted.
"Senior Brother Yang. Elder please!—"
In the footsteps, the figure flashed, and a young elder disciple at the gate walked in, glanced at Yang Ji, and went straight to the point.
......
At the peak of the mountain elders, Yang Ji finally met a few elders. In the huge, empty hall, the "Elder Zhang" and "Elder Punishment" that Yang Ji had seen before, as well as the three elders of the "Assessment" who signed up yesterday were all there.
The three of them looked stern. They all stood in the main hall, and no one sat down.
Yang Jigang stepped in. Three pairs of eyes fell on him almost at the same time, as if they had been waiting for him.
"It's ......"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat. He reacted extremely quickly, and the expressions of the three elders were different, and the atmosphere was a little wrong.
"Yang Ji has seen the three elders. ”
Yang Ji stepped into the main hall and immediately bowed and saluted.
"Yang Ji, did you offend anyone in the court?"
The three of them looked solemn. I didn't sell anything, and asked directly.
"Huh?"
Yang Ji's face was stunned, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the three of them.
"This morning, we received a message from the imperial court......"
Elder Torture sighed, glanced at Yang Ji and said.
Yang Ji was a little confused. Received news from the imperial court. What does it have to do with yourself? This should be a matter between the sect and the imperial court, right?
"It's about the martial arts. ”
Elder Zhang also shook his head.
"Martial arts?"
Yang Ji looked surprised. Didn't he just report his name yesterday, and there was news so soon? Suddenly, Yang Ji seemed to think of something in his heart, glanced at the three elders, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Yang Ji, your qualification for the martial arts examination has been cancelled. ”
Elder Assessment and Yang Ji didn't have that much friendship, and directly announced with an expressionless face.
"Boom!"
A bolt from the blue!
"What?!"
Yang Ji trembled, raised his head violently, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning.
How can it be!
Yang Ji looked at the elders in the hall with his eyes, and his first reaction was impossible. What is called that he was disqualified from the martial arts examination.
He was the martial arts boy of the previous session, and he didn't need any reason to participate in the martial arts examination. There was no reason for the imperial court to deprive him of his martial arts qualifications.
Is this a joke? Or did he hear it wrong?
But looking at the three elders with solemn expressions in the main hall, Yang Ji's heart suddenly sank. He knew it was not a mishearing.
At this moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind, and he finally understood why the three elders came forward to summon him together.
"Why?"
Yang Ji said in a deep voice. In any case, he had to know the reason, and the court had no reason to disqualify him.
"We received news from the imperial court today. It is said that someone complained to the imperial court, saying that you are tyrannical and arrogant, impermanent, rude and unjust, oppressive to your brothers, insulting your elders, bad in nature, morally corrupt, and ineligible to participate in the imperial examination. ”
Elder Xing said in a deep voice.
"The imperial court's statement is. The selection of talents for the imperial examination must be both civil and military. Not only martial arts, but also moral conduct. In view of the bad impact you caused, you were disqualified from the martial arts examination. ”
Assessment Elder Mu said expressionlessly.
"This is not a trivial matter, so as soon as we received the news, we immediately summoned you over. ”
Elder Zhang said.
The three elders immediately outlined the "outline" of the whole thing. (To be continued!)
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