Chapter 10 The Five Feasts of the Dragon

Lingwu Mountain, refining room.

At this time, in the small environment, the wonderful scene of the sky falling and the golden lotus surging from the ground is evolving, and at the same time, the whole room is filled with a faint lotus fragrance, and the smell is intoxicated, and there is no trouble.

Li Haocheng sat on the futon, a treasure flag was suspended in front of him, the flag was one foot seven inches long, the color was blue, and there were countless fine and dense seal inscriptions depicted on it, blooming with wisps of brilliance, dazzling, gently shaking, countless ceilings bloomed and fell, turning into lotus flowers, covering the ground.

Different from the ruyi gourd, the surface of the flag is bright and pure, it seems to be the most refined and pure, in fact, those smallpox lotus, each petal is condensed with very delicate seals, these seals are constantly changing, deriving, changing with the changes in the outside world, it is the magic weapon of exhaustive evolution.

As soon as he pushed the Dao crown, a wisp of clear light rose from Li Haocheng's heavenly spirit, swept the treasure flag into the sea of knowledge, and when he walked out of the refining room, he saw that Luo Gaohan had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Senior brother, the township test will start in the next month, and there should be a deer banquet and an eagle banquet at that time, and the lord of the mansion will send someone to send an invitation to invite you to participate. ”

"Aren't you okay if you go?" Li Haocheng shrugged indifferently.

The imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty is similar to that of Xiao Kyushu, but it is different, all students must first go to participate in the annual children's examination, and those who have passed the examination are called children, and they can enter the hundred schools to study; followed by the biennial college examination, those who pass are called Xiucai, who have the lowest level of merit, and can enter the hundred colleges to study; then there is the township examination once every six years, and those who pass are called Juren, and they can choose to enter the court as officials, and the outstanding ones will receive invitations from hundreds of schools of learning, and they can continue to study in the government; and finally there is the twelve-year examination and the palace examination, these two examinations are regarded as one in the Tang Dynasty, and those who pass become Jinshi, can enter the Hanlin Academy as an official, and the outstanding ones will also receive invitations from the Hundred Schools of Learningand can continue to learn.

After the two trials of the township and the meeting, there will be a banquet, which are the Luming Banquet and the Qionglin Banquet of the Liberal Arts Branch, and the Yingyang Banquet and the Huiwu Banquet of the Wuke.

Among them, the Luming Banquet and the Eagle Yang Banquet were held by the lord of the Jiufu Mansion, and the banquet was held by the people of Zhongju, and the Qionglin Banquet and the Huiwu Banquet were presided over by the chief examiner and the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.

At the same time, after the palace test, there was also a roasted tail banquet presided over by the emperor, and these five banquets were collectively called the five banquets of Denglong in the Tang Dynasty.

"The lord of the mansion wrote down the invitation and ordered someone to send it, if the senior brother is still in retreat, I can help you get rid of it, but now that you are out of the light, it is really not good if you don't go. Luo Gaohan persuaded softly, in fact, he didn't like this kind of banquet held by the imperial court.

In addition to blessing the students and taking advantage of the general trend to bring them into the system, it is not to show the strength of the dynasty and deter their group of monks.

After all, he was mixed under the hands of others, and Li Haocheng couldn't directly refuse the invitation of a mansion master of the Earth Immortal Realm, so he just nodded and said: "That's it, it just so happens that I haven't had anything to do recently, so I'll go and go in person! ”

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Beijing Prefecture, because there is only a week before the township examination, so in the entire jurisdiction of Beijing Prefecture, people with talent and fame have basically gathered in the prefecture to prepare to participate in this big test.

At the same time, countless poetry meetings that came into being are gradually coming to an end, and countless talents show their talents in the poetry meetings, in order to take in a little more qi at the last moment as much as possible.

And the liberal arts exam can't be the same as the martial arts, you can directly evolve several illusions, simulate various situations, and let him fight with each other to choose the ranking.

In order to ensure the fairness of the liberal arts, the Tang Dynasty made the imperial examination jointly supervised by the court officials, the Hundred Schools of Learning, and the Humane Sages.

After all liberal arts exams are over, they will be sealed with gold and silver to suppress the tone and number of qi on the exam papers, and hand them over to the examiner for careful reading.

After dividing the most suitable ranking for current affairs, the gold and silver seals are removed respectively, and the suppression of the literary and qi numbers is finalized respectively, and finally the classification is carried out in a unified manner. The three different rankings correspond to different situations, the volume finalized by the examiner usually receives the attention of the imperial court, and the ranking derived from the literary tone will receive the attention of the Baijia Academy, and the final number of qi is something that affects the final ranking of the first two items, so the reference Xiucai all tries to condense some more qi in order to ensure the ranking.

Walking on the road of Fucheng, all the way to the mountains and rivers, slowly arrived at the Fucheng Li Haocheng, the eyes of the clear light flowing, ignoring the ban on the city and the suppression of the number of humane qi in the sky, observing the wisdom of the rising light in the restaurant, these bright lights are big and small, bright and dark, small like a lamp, dim; the big one is like a torch, bright and dazzling, the largest of which is above the restaurant, there are several bright lights in the sky, like a rainbow bridge, surrounded by the vision of the literary atmosphere that there is nothing, one after another, competing for brilliance.

"Beijing Mansion is worthy of being one of the Quartet Mansions, and the literary fortune is prosperous!" Looking at the most prosperous bright lights, Li Haocheng's eyes darkened, just looking at this cultural vision, it is not much worse than lifting people's personality, if he is lifted again, he can be canonized by the imperial court, and he doesn't even need to practice a hundred exercises, he can fight with the monks of the ghost fairy realm by relying on his literary spirit and qi.

At the same time, the entire sky over Beijing Mansion was filled with a strong incense wishing power, and there was a steady stream of white gas gathering from all directions.

These pure incense wishes that make people feel terrible, are the people of the Tang Dynasty thousands of years precipitated into the bones, the worship and respect for the imperial examination, that is a kind of no demand, from the bottom of the heart blessing and worship, if someone can collect it, condense the gods, the god level will definitely not be lower than red gold, directly half a foot into the fairyland.

'It is worthy of being a dynasty that maintained its independence from the three veins of immortals, Buddhas and gods 10,000 years ago, and occupied the orthodox 10,000-year qi of the Central Shenzhou, but it is just a land, because of the number of qi stirred by a township test, it is not much worse than the national fortune of Wang Haoran's new dynasty in a year. Moreover, in the use of humane will, it has also reached the point of pure love. Li Haocheng, who still enjoys Wang Haoran's new vitality, is far more sensitive to this kind of thing than ordinary monks, and naturally knows the power contained in it better.

He could feel that these pure wishes had been turned into a blessing to the students under the influence of the legal ban of the prefecture.

Every competition in the poetry club will attract part of the will, which will be absorbed and transformed by the students in the poetry club, and then by accommodating these students, this part of the qi will be incorporated into the national system, which will ensure the use of these wills to the greatest extent and reduce a lot of waste.

After all, these wishes are not relied on, no matter how pure they are, they will gradually disappear over time, and the function of the Fucheng Law Prohibition is to make the originally unstable willpower operate, temporarily turn into a god-like existence, protect the students in the city, and give blessings at the same time.

Therefore, at this time, if someone dares to do something to the students who take the exam, the will power in the sky above the city will immediately turn into a work fire and will be burned clean.

'Huh, it's funny, someone dares to take a chestnut in the fire at such a time, should I say that he is bold, or is it better to not know whether he is dead or alive?' Li Haocheng, who was observing the bright light around here, suddenly noticed that something was wrong, he stared at the outside like a torch, and the core was like the brilliance of a lamp, frowned, and then chuckled.

Slowly thinking about that direction, he saw a Xiucai holding a brush to overwhelm the crowd, so that Li Haocheng couldn't help but shake his head.

Others may not be able to see the Tao in it because of Fucheng's suppression of Taoism, but after Li Haocheng came in, he immediately found that there was something wrong with the brush in Xiucai's hand, although the surface of the brush was shrouded in a layer of wisdom and light, which looked like a Wendao magic weapon, but in fact, this thing was constantly devouring the qi gathered from Xiucai around it, turning into a layer of bright light shrouded in Xiucai's original bright light.

Moreover, every time this Xiucai writes a piece of poetry, there will be a wisp of essence and spirit in his body that is absorbed by the brush.