"Guess what?"

Xu Erlang asked in confusion, but he was very smart and immediately understood what Xu Qi'an meant.

Unhurriedly poured a cup of hot water for the eldest brother, and put on a coat for himself, Xu Xinnian sat on the chair and said, "No, several Confucians from the academy have already helped us bet on the question." ”

After the establishment of Guozijian, the students' thoughts were imprisoned in the Four Books and Five Classics, and the aura of their predecessors was no longer restored.

But there is also the benefit that it is easier to bet on the question.

The so-called question is actually the same operation as Xu Qi'an's teacher knocking on the blackboard to mark the key points in his previous life, due to the limited scope and answering method, the imperial examination paper can be "predicted" to a certain extent.

In addition to the bet question, there is also a sao operation - buy the question.

And the operation that is more sassy than buying the question is "internal determination".

The so-called internal determination, even if this kind of person can't write bullshit, he can successfully pass the test and become a tribute.

The specific operation is to buy the examiner and discuss how to deal with the "code" in advance, for example, the end of the first line is "old", the end of the second line is "iron", and the fourth, fifth and sixth lines are "666".

As soon as the examiner saw it, he knew that it was his own person.

Obfuscation and transcription do not prevent such cheating.

Xu Qi'an heard these riotous operations from Wei Yuan, and after listening to them, he sighed that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.

It's a pity that the behavior of the examiner is not considered, Xu Xinnian is a student of Yunlu Academy, and he is destined to miss the champion, the top eye, and the flower, and it may not even be possible to be the first one.

Before meeting Zhong Li, Xu Qi'an only thought about how to help Erlang make a cheat sheet and hide it from the invigilator. After racking my brains, I thought of a solution, which was to copy the article on Tintin.

The inspiration for this method came from a sand sculpture netizen in a previous life, and I remember someone bragging about themselves on the Internet, saying that the woman saw that he had a "Shiba" engraved there, and suspected that it was the name of his ex-girlfriend.

After a pillar of optimism, it turned out to be "*******, *******".

Although it is an unreliable boast, Xu Qi'an has a sense of substitution......... These are not important, the important thing is that the above operation Erlang can do it completely.

He only needs to use his cultivation realm to say: My Diao Chan........ Then you can write a short essay of 500 words on it.

The examiner will never find out.

But with Erlang's arrogance, he won't do it if he is killed.......... Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, "What about poetry?"

Xu Xinnian frowned and replied: "Poetry is not considered, I am not good at poetry." ”

His preparation for the exam focused on questions and scriptures, and of course, the same was true for other students. Poetry can only be said to be casual.

"Be prepared, big brother came here just to guess the poems. Xu Qi'an said.

"Then how is the big brother going to guess?"

"Draw lots. Xu Qi'an smiled mysteriously.

........

"Mother, I want to eat oranges. ”

In the connecting room, Xiao Douding walked out in a loose single coat.

"What oranges to eat at night, don't have teeth, oranges are in the hall, go out and get them yourself. "My aunt is worried about her son's future.

Xiao Douding went out without saying a word, and after eating oranges in the corridor outside, she went back to the house to doze off contentedly.

The second uncle and aunt continued to discuss Xu Erlang's future, and as they spoke, the aunt regretted why she sent Xu Xinnian to Yunlu Academy in the first place.

Erlang has been a genius since he was a child, and he has a good memory, when Yunlu Academy was enrolled, Second Uncle Xu took his son to Qingyun Mountain for the exam, and he passed the exam.

"It would have been nice if I had been sent to the country. Auntie said with annoyance.

"In the woman's opinion, Yunlu Academy is Confucian orthodoxy. Second Uncle Xu snorted.

..........

Xu Xinnian cut a piece of rice paper into more than a dozen small squares, wrote themes such as "flowers, birds, fish and insects" on it, and then drew them at will.

"Big brother, come on. ”

Xu Xinnian felt that the eldest brother was messing around, but seeing that he was so enthusiastic, it was difficult to refuse. I just want to send the annoying big brother away quickly, so he can sleep.

Then I want to see if my eldest brother can compose poems on the spot, and he can also enjoy it.

Xu Qi'an closed his eyes and grabbed it casually.

"Two?"

Xu Xinnian found that the eldest brother grabbed two notes.

"Two is two, and one more is a backup. ”

Xu Qi'an said, unfolding the note, which were "Yongzhi" and "Patriotic".

Xu Xinnian looked at the eldest brother with some expectation.

“ememememem....... I'll think about it and give it to you tomorrow. Xu Qi'an scratched his head.

Saying goodbye to Xu New Year and returning to his room, Xu Qi'an lit a candle, sat at the table, looked up at the beam, and said:

"Aren't you a prophet, can't you directly predict the topic of the spring festival?"

Lying on the beam of the room was a woman with a disheveled hair, dressed in a simple linen robe, and replied: "The prophet must know how to keep secrets, I am not a person with great luck, and if the questions of the Spring Festival exam are leaked, maybe I will die tomorrow." ”

"With me protecting you, didn't the prison judge say that I was a person of great luck? Xu Qi'an instigated.

"Since you are a person with great luck, then the question you draw lots must be the exam question of Chunqiu. Zhong Li said lightly: "Why should I take the risk." ”

Reasonable....... Xu Qi'an asked again: "Then why don't you let me guess the policy and the scriptures?"

"The more singular it is, the easier it is to guess correctly. Zhong Li said.

Xu Qi'an didn't speak again, searching his stomach and thinking about the poems he had learned in junior high school, even after so many years, some poems are still clearly imprinted in his mind.

Of course, he can't remember the classical Chinese and the long poems, or he can't remember them completely, such as Li Bai's toast, and only remember a few sentences of "the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky".

But a poem like "Spring Dawn", he estimated that he would never forget it until he died.

"Yongzhi should be the most famous of Cao Cao's turtle longevity, but considering Emperor Yuan Jing's desire for immortality, I am afraid that writing this poem will be disgusted by Emperor Yuan Jing.

"There are a lot of patriotic poems, but the patriotic poems in my memory were born when the country was ruined....... It's hard. ”

In the second half of the night, Xu Qi'an was sleeping soundly, when he suddenly heard a muffled sound of "poof", and then a certain unlucky woman snorted and moaned.

He woke up suddenly, and subconsciously secretly hid the saber next to the bed.

"I'm sorry for the fall......" Zhong Li said despite the pain.

You are a five-rank warlock....... The corners of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched, and he let out a long breath of turbidity: "It's okay, this is also part of bad luck?"

"That's not bad, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd just break my leg. ”

The fifth disciple of the prison said bitter words in a flat tone: "It's okay, I'm used to it anyway." ”

After speaking, she silently got up and walked to the door: "I'll go outside to meditate, and I won't disturb your sleep." ”

"......." Xu Qi'an watched her leave and closed the door.

Turned over and continued to sleep, but the door opened again, and Zhongli returned.

"Huh?"

Xu Qi'an snorted and expressed his confusion and dissatisfaction.

Zhong Li whispered: "I don't know which one lacks virtue, I threw the orange peel in the corridor, I accidentally stepped on it and fell, and my head broke, I think it's safer to be in the house." ”

Orange peel can be slippery......? Xu Qi'an was immediately full of sympathy.

..........

The next day, it was not yet dawn.

Xu's house was brightly lit, and the aunt stared at the two dark circles under her eyes, and personally helped Xu Erlang pack up the examination items such as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as the pastries, steamed buns, dried meat, and water eaten in the examination room.

"Mother, you don't need to bring so much food, you only have one day to take the test, and it will come out at dusk. Xu Xinnian saw that his mother kept stuffing food, and hurriedly stopped it.

There are three exams, one for one day, each with an interval of three days, lasting nine days.

After making preparations, Xu Pingzhi took his wife, daughter and nephew to send Xu New Year to the Tribute Courtyard.

Xu Qi'an and Xu Pingzhi carried lanterns, one after the other, and after a while, the family arrived at the Gongyuan, which was full of students taking the examination, and dozens of officers and soldiers on both sides of the street maintained order and held torches high.

"Erlang, this is a poem written by the eldest brother, and it will be burned immediately after reading. Xu Qi'an handed over the two notes.

Xu Xinnian took it quietly, unfolded it quietly, and watched it for a long time, almost not understanding it......... The words written by the eldest brother, especially the kid, are unique.

Good poetry!

But Xu Xinnian still admired from the bottom of his heart.

If he could really guess the topic, he might be able to shine.

After Xu Xinnian wrote it down, he tore up the note and was about to say goodbye to his family, when he suddenly heard someone chanting the Buddha's name not far away.

Looking back, it was a burly bald head, with his hands folded and a secret smile at him.

Do I know him........ Xu Xinnian had doubts in his heart, but politely smiled back.

The big bald head bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

..........

Seeing Erlang line up to go to the tribute courtyard, Aunt and Lingyue proposed to go back to the house to make up for sleep, and Xu Lingyin proposed to go to Guiyue Tower for breakfast.

Xu Lingyin's proposal was unanimously ignored by everyone.

Xu Qi'an was worried about Zhong Li in the house, for fear that if she went back later, she would have passed away.

When I returned home, Dongfang Weixi.

Xu Qi'an pushed open the door and saw Zhong Lipan sitting on the ground, his hair scattered, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly.

Why does this woman always have her hair loose, and I don't know how it looks........ The disciples of the prison feel weird, but they are the most normal foodie girls....... Xu Qi'an cleared his throat and said:

"You don't have to hide it, I can introduce you to my family. ”

"It's going to bring bad luck to your family, there won't be big troubles, but small ones keep coming. Zhong Li said: "Bad luck affects the people around me all the time, and they can avoid it if they don't know my existence." ”

That's it.

It was still far away from Mao Shi, Xu Qi'an was about to vomit for a moment, but suddenly there was a palpitation, this is someone in the book chat group bubbling.

"Can you turn around?" asked Xu Qi'an.

"Okay. Zhong Li obediently turned around and meditated with his back to him.

It's inconvenient to have one more person........ Only then did Xu Qi'an find the fragment of the book from the ground, and read the book by the light of the candle.

[2: I'm going to go to the capital. 】

The first to respond to Li Miaozhen turned out to be the Golden Lotus Dao Chief, who rarely bubbling: [Nine: The bandit suppression is over?]

The bandit crackdown is over, and it's time for them to come back...... Xu Qi'an was overjoyed.

[Two: Yes, Dao Chief, No. 1, you haven't given me any information about the younger generation of disciples of the Human Sect. 】

At the beginning, she exchanged the information of the Yunzhou case with No. 1, wanting to get the best of the disciples of the generation of Renzong from No. 1, but No. 1 was inexplicably silent for a long time.

To this day, promises have not been kept.

A few minutes later, the No. 1 transmission came, and a large section of the transmission said: [The disciples of the Renzong generation are not strong in cultivation, and the highest "pure dust" is only in the seventh grade realm, but there is one person, I don't know if it is considered the younger generation. 】

[2: What kind of character, how to cultivate. 】

[1: This person was born as a scholar, the champion of the 27th year of Yuanjing, and suddenly resigned in the 29th year of Yuanjing and became a white body. He and Luo Yuheng's senior brother Lingyun Daoist are also teachers and friends, and Lingyun Daoist teaches Renzong swordsmanship and heart sutra.

[This person is extremely talented, after abandoning the text and cultivating the sword for three years, he stepped into the realm of sword heart transparency, and then challenged the golden gong Chen Kaitai, and after the fiasco, he traveled and was praised by Wei Yuan as the first swordsman in the capital.

[He and Lingyun Daoist do not have the name of master and apprentice, but they have the reality of master and apprentice, I don't know if they are considered disciples of the Human Sect. 】

Born as a scholar, he abandoned literature and cultivated swords, the first swordsman in the capital, and the master and apprentice of the human sect......... What is going on with this strong sense of déjà vu? Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, and after groaning, he thought of a person, but he felt that it was too absurd.

Then......

[Four: Heh, I've already returned to Beijing. 】

"Sure enough, it's him, Daoist Jin Lian is going to do something, knowing that the two sects of heaven and man are incompatible, and he wants to pull them into the fragments of the book of the earth together. Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.

It's interesting, No. 4 and No. 2 are coming to the capital to tear ......... Wait, if it's just Li Miaozhen coming to the capital, I'm confident that I can still deal with it, after all, resurrection from the dead can be explained by the rebirth pill.

Moreover, Li Miaozhen and I have both died socially, so we won't be too entangled with each other.

If the fourth also comes to the capital........

Xu Qi'an's face changed.

At this moment, No. 5 also bubbled: [What a coincidence, I will leave Southern Xinjiang tomorrow to travel to the capital, and when I arrive in the capital, everyone will drink together. 】

Xu Qi'an: "???"

What's going on, why does No. 5 also come to the capital, with No. 5's IQ, No. 4 and No. 2 will definitely not worry about her alone, and it will inevitably be offline at that time.

And I am also in the capital, and Li Miaozhen knows my true identity.........

No, this pot must be carried by Jiro for me.

[One: What did you do in the capital on the 5th. 】

[Five: Travel. 】

Li Miaozhen suppressed her stunned emotions and joined the topic: [Two: Five, you remember not to reveal your identity as a Gu clan, Dafeng people hate Gu clans. The rivers and lakes are sinister, even if you are trapped, if the government knows the identity of your Gu clan, most of them will ignore it.

[And in the eyes of many ninth-rate Jianghu people, it is a matter of course to take any means against the Gu people. 】

In the Battle of Shanhaiguan that year, the barbarians of southern Xinjiang and the barbarians of the north formed an alliance and were in the opposite camp of Dafeng.

The two sides have a long-standing grudge.

And the Gu tribe in southern Xinjiang is also within the scope of the "Southern Xinjiang Barbarians".

Lina thought about it and felt that she was neither afraid of poison nor force, and there was nothing to be afraid of. But since No. 2 was so enthusiastic about reminding, she passed on a letter of thanks:

[Okay, I'll pay attention.] 】

Then, Li Miaozhen said: [Fourth, although we are all members of the Heaven and Earth Society, the grievances of the sect have to be put in front, and when we meet, I will not show mercy. 】

[Four: life and death conceit. 】

This........ Everyone is a group friend, so there is no need for this. Xu Qian said.

After the group chat ended, Xu Qi'an took back the fragment of the book from the ground, looked up, and looked at Zhong Li with his back to him.

Is this woman the bad luck that this woman has brought me........ I'd better return it to the prison..........

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PS: I've stayed up until now, and I've finally finished writing a chapter. The typo will be corrected tomorrow, and go to bed first.