Chen Yuan, twenty-three years old, lost his father when he was young, lost his mother when he was young, and only one sister who was three years older than him did needlework to pull him up for him to study and take the exam.

It's a pity that he is not talented enough, before the children's exam, he can still rely on hard study, rote memorization, after the children's exam, the application of knowledge is very demanding, there is no accumulation of years, just a few years of hard study, how can he catch up with the genius of his peers, and even the last time he was admitted to the show, it was reluctant.

Otherwise, he should be recruited by the Hundred Academies.

But his sister didn't think so, the twenty-three-year-old Xiucai had never had one in Shili Baxiang, and she always felt that Chen Yuan was unwilling to continue the exam in order not to let her work too hard.

Chen Yuan's family knows his own business, there is no precipitation for a few years, and it is in vain to go to the township, he hopes that his sister can find a good family to marry when he is not long in time to gain fame and fame.

After all, his sister is already twenty-six, near the township where they live, the woman who got married early, at this age, is the mother of several children, if she gives birth early, the child can prepare for a blind date, and if she is born late, she can also help the family do something.

I came to Beijing Mansion this time, although it was because of my sister's constant request, but it was also because of the little delusion in his heart.

If I am lucky enough to win this time, will my sister be able to marry better and live better in the future?

It is precisely because of this little delusion that he did not hold it when facing the meridian pen, and in a week, he has accumulated a lot of fame, and it seems that fame is no longer a dream.

But this morning, all dreams were shattered.

The meridian pen lost its wonderful use, his body weakened all of a sudden, and his thinking was also scattered a lot at once, although he was still literate, but the memory of the article and the meaning of the scriptures that he had studied in the past became vague and vague, and he could not remember clearly, and even the hard-working one-handed regular script was also a problem.

In an instant, the township test seven days later was like a mountain pressing on his heart.

But, as long as he thought of his sister, he gritted his teeth again, ready to read books in the last few days.

He has taken notes of his past feelings, and his literary talent has not yet dried up, and compared to others, he at least has the possibility of working hard.

Chen Yuan kept admonishing himself like this until a touch of moonlight came into view.

Waving his hand to take the flag falling from the sky as a table, the jade talisman is clear and light, blocking Chen Yuan's induction with the will power above, and Li Haocheng, who used illusion to draw out his memory, nodded and said: "Although the talent is a little worse, but the heart is okay, at least there is help." Born in poverty, his character is not bad, and now he helps him, and after he is promoted, there is no need to worry about backlash. ”

Speaking, Li Haocheng took out the white jade qilin paperweight, and used the seven-tone Miaoshu to draw out the phantom shadow of his Chinese thinking and talent, and evolved many visions in Chen Yuan's dream, allowing him to choose. This is also a test for Li Haocheng for him, those who know how to be satisfied can go further.

Chen Yuan, who was in a daze, felt that his body was very light, and in a trance he saw a god with a bright moon suspended behind him, sitting in the Guanghan Palace, sitting next to him with a white jade unicorn, holding a laurel branch in his hand, looking at him and whispering: "This time you are confused by external evils, insulted and lost, I see that you still have a motivated heart, cut to show you a clear way, there are three thousand osmanthus flowers on the laurel in my hand, representing three thousand literary talents, you can choose at will to supplement your own losses." ”

As he spoke, the god handed him the laurel branch.

Chen Yuan was originally bitten by a snake for a while, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and he was a little worried that the evil god was calculating him, but after thinking about it, what does he have now that he needs others to calculate?

It is to reach out in the next piece of osmanthus, suddenly a cinnamon fragrance flows into his nasal cavity, and the rich literary thinking and talent flow into his heart, the original dissipation of literary thinking, talent, suddenly recovered the small half, many feelings flowed in his heart, his heart was shocked, he reached out and picked two pieces, originally because of the meridian pen and lost the literary thinking, talent vacancy, was immediately made up.

Chen Yuan licked his lips, looked at the laurel branch in Li Haocheng's hand with some greed, and was about to take a few more pieces, but remembered what Li Haocheng said just now, that is, knelt on the ground to express his gratitude, and at the same time asked Li Haocheng to help the rest of the students.

"If you beg me to give them osmanthus flowers, you will not be afraid of being squeezed out of the rankings by them. As far as I know, many of the students who were deceived by the evil god this time are far more talented and knowledgeable than you, and if they reply, the probability of you being selected will be much lower. Are you willing to do this?" Li Haocheng said to the god who manifested in his dream, deliberately inducing Chen Yuan's memory of his sister, this is a new test, if Chen Yuan passes again, then Li Haocheng can think about choosing him as Su Shu's representative in the Tang Dynasty.

"The imperial examination was originally set up for fair competition among students all over the world, how could I mess up the word fairness because of my own selfishness. ”

"How do you know that the imperial examination is a fair thing, you must know that the three examinations of the imperial examination, current politics, literary atmosphere, and qi number, the third item is related to the family, and the children of the family are naturally better than you civilians to be born, which is also fair. ”

Although Chen Yuan was a little unwilling to hear this, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with enjoying the legacy of his ancestors, and said more pertinently: "It is humane for the predecessors to plant trees and the descendants to enjoy the shade, how can it be said that it is unfair?"

"It is also fair that some people use the name of teachers, disciples and fellow villagers to form a party for personal gain, protect each other with officials and officials, and influence the imperial examination on a small scale?"

Chen Yuan, who has not had much experience, could not answer at all in the face of this kind of officialdom, but he still stubbornly said: "They are them, I am me, they can do it, but I can't! If I become an official in the future, it will be fair." ”

"You are an official, will you be fair? It's okay, remember what you said today, hahahaha......" Li Haocheng was born with laughter, the laurel in his hand shook slightly, and dozens of osmanthus petals fell in all directions under the breeze containing the spirit of culture, and three or four of them fell on Chen Yuan.

As soon as these three or four pieces of osmanthus came into contact with Chen Yuan, they immediately turned into a clear stream and integrated into his body.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but shudder, woke up from his sleep, looked left and right, and looked at a few osmanthus flowers on the table and was stunned.

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

Withdrawing from Chen Yuan's room, Li Haocheng withdrew the blockade of Yufu Qingguang, turned around and walked towards the people behind, and waited until the eighteen unlucky talents in Beijing Mansion had made up for the loss of literature and talent, and then returned to Quy Nhon Garden.

The luck of the eighteen talents had already been deflected because of the departure of Wen Si and Caiqi, and some of them were unlucky, and even dissipated most of them directly, but as Li Haocheng made up for their losses, the luck that had passed was suppressed and precipitated again.

At the same time, the joy of regaining the lost is also a cleansing of the soul for these students, although this washing may not necessarily have good results, but it does make these students' mentality almost fundamentally change.

And this kind of change is followed by the causal connection and the illusory impression left by Li Haocheng, and flows into the white jade unicorn paperweight in Li Haocheng's hand.

These entanglements of cause and effect did not pollute the white jade unicorn paperweight, but instead were like sparks thrown into dry firewood, activating the remaining literary thoughts, talents, and divine power left by the evil gods.

As Li Haocheng, who opened the defense of Quy Nhon Garden, untied the restrictions he had set on the white jade unicorn paperweight, layers of bright light rose from the white jade unicorn paperweight, turning into a circle of enlightenment halos that swirled around the white jade unicorn paperweight, creating a pressure internally, squeezing the literary thoughts and talents in it, and finally concluding a little bright light.

In the bright light, there are several very illusory seal characters suspended, so illusory that Li Haocheng's eyesight can't see clearly, and he can only vaguely feel the breath similar to the god of literature.

Looking at the white jade qilin paperweight in his hand that had been completely transformed into a Daozheng divine artifact, Li Haocheng shook his head, put it away, turned his head and contacted Su Shu, and asked him to help collect the literary atmosphere of Xiao Kyushu, Chen Yuan's performance today made him very satisfied, and he was a suitable investment object, and he could give some resources to tilt.