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On the ninth day of February, Chang'an did not see spring. ()

In the early morning, the north wind howled, there were clouds condensed, and in the blink of an eye, snowflakes fell, a little bit, like broken plum petals.

This is spring snow.

In the outer city of Chang'an, there is a courtyard in the northwest Guo, and when there is a babbling sound, the courtyard door opens, and a Taoist comes out.

The weather was cold, and today the Zhengyang Dao Chief was dressed thickly, he looked up at the sky, put the hat on, and did not teach the snowflakes to fall on his head.

"Real people walk slowly. ”

There was a congratulatory voice from behind.

The chief of Zhengyang Dao only nodded slightly, stepped into the street, and slowly walked forward.

It was still early, it was snowing, and there were few pedestrians.

After about half an hour of passing through several streets, he appeared on a small street in the middle of nowhere.

There are many trees on both sides of this street, and after the baptism of winter, new shoots begin to sprout on the bare trees, and there is green spreading, and there is no fear of falling snowflakes.

"This spring, it's ...... early"

Zhengyang Dao Leader muttered.

Soon, he came to the door of a Taoist temple between two maple trees. The Taoist temple is not large, and many places on the wall show mottled antiquity, and the atmosphere is vicissitudes.

"Kunlun View!"

There is a plaque hanging above the gate, with these three words written on it.

Zhengyang Dao Chang went over and knocked on the door. Not long after, the door opened, and a Taoist boy leaned out to watch.

"You go and tell your family that you know. Let's just say that the old people of Qingcheng Mountain came to see. ”

Dao Tong quizzed: "Wait a moment." ”

Cover the door again and go inside. Soon. So he ran out and opened the door to greet him: "I have a distinguished guest." ”

Zhengyang Taoist followed the Taoist into the main hall, and as soon as he entered, he saw the statue of the old gentleman enshrined on it. Lao Jun is like an ever-bright lamp in front of him, and the lights are faint. On the futon next to the lamp sat a Taoist priest, with a white face, thick black eyebrows, and a short beard.

This looks like he is only in his forties. But the Zhengyang Daoist knows that the other party has a successful Taoism and a skill to stay in the face, and his actual age is much longer than his own.

Kunlun Guan hosts a real person.

Zhengyang Daoist took off his hat and greeted: "I've seen Brother Dao." ”

The real person who forgot to see his snow-white head. The wrinkled face suddenly sighed: "If you sacrifice like this, it's really worth it?"

Zhengyang Daoist smiled indifferently: "Brother Dao is also a member of the Dao Sect, why do you say this?"

Forget the real person silently, and said slowly: "In this way, it seems that the foundation of your young master is just around the corner." What happened to Beijing this time?"

"Why do you knowingly ask?"

"Hehe, although there is news in the Forbidden City, it is said that the official family is in poor health. But to what extent, there is always only a guess. ”

A smile curled into the corner of Zhengyang Dao's mouth: "But there will be a day after all, right?" And this day will never wait too long. ”

The real person who forgot the machine sighed: "Yes...... The official family originally had seven sons under his knees, but unfortunately three of them died. There are only four left. Since the former prince's affairs were purchased by the government, the position of the prince has been vacant. There is no landing, this is the root of the country. ”

What he said. It involves a major event for the government and the opposition. Five years ago, someone accused the prince of plotting against him. Conclusive. The saint was furious, beat the prince into a cold official, and put him under house arrest. Since then, there has been no crown prince. If the saint is in good health, there is nothing without the prince, but the saint's situation is worrying, once the birth is unexpected, and there is no prince to replace him, the situation can easily fall into chaos and stage a tragic battle for succession.

Hearing this, the Zhengyang Taoist sneered: "Isn't this kind of situation exactly what the Daoist brother expected? ”

Forget the machine and said slowly: "Having said that, the poor people in the world will be ruined......"

Zhengyang Daoist laughed: "When did Brother Dao become so compassionate and compassionate and learn from those bald donkeys full of fake benevolence and morality?"

Forget the machine and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

Zhengyang Daoist put on his hat again and covered half of his face: "Today's examination will officially start, and the dynasty wants to use this to gather luck, but it is delusional." The building will collapse, and the civil engineering will fall apart, which is the general trend. ”

Saying that, he made a joke and slowly retreated.

Wangji Zhenren looked at his Xiao Suo figure, his eyes suddenly flashed a strange look, and he muttered: "The world is not chaotic, and there is no dragon to support, but if it is a snake and a loach that is supported, how should we put it?

After a pause: "Another example, didn't the plan that I worked hard with also encounter an accident and was stillborn?" According to the reply of the people below, it was said that there was a single scholar in the mountain temple at that time, and he was a key suspect in destroying the magic. The strange thing is that he is just a scholar, how can he ...... "

"It's the year of the imperial examination, and the scholars from all over the world gather in the capital, but I don't know which one, what is the origin, could it be a person who went to Beijing to take the exam......"

......

The snowflakes fell on the courtyard with a soft sound, and through the fence window of the small gate of the guò house, you could see the scattered snow falling continuously.

However, the lifters who got up had no time to pay attention, so they didn't care if it snowed or not. After everyone had washed up briefly, they sat upright and waited for the announcement of the questions for the first examination.

The examination is an enhanced version of the township examination, an upgraded version, and the difficulty is naturally increased a lot. The format of the exam questions is not much different, but it is always the details that determine the results.

Knock knock!

The three-way drum sounded, and the time for the exam questions arrived. Immediately, the examiner opened the sealed paper, took out the exam questions inside, and handed them to the deacon in the examination room for them to deliver to the candidates in the examination rooms.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Sanlang got the exam questions, and saw the four book questions, five words and eight rhyme poems, and four scriptures, etc., which were indeed equal to the requirements of the township examination.

"The predicate of the Mandate of Heaven is sexuality, the predicate of recklessness is the Tao, and the predicate of cultivation is teaching...... What is the result of the three?"

Seeing this question, Chen Sanlang immediately thought carefully in his heart. While thinking, I opened the four treasures of the study room in the examination room, pen and ink, etc., although they belong to standard items, but they are well-made, and they can also be used in hand.

Rolled up his sleeves, began to grind the ink, and when the inkstone was good, he made a draft in his heart, and there was a prototype of the article. If you close your eyes and scrutinize it from beginning to end, let it slowly take shape, and remove the turnips, there is basically no problem.

So he laid paper, lifted a pen, and made ink......

A series of movements are smooth and familiar, like those martial artists have practiced thousands of times, without any condensation.

When all the pen and ink are in place, exhale, and a heart is as calm as water. With the stroke of the pen, he wrote the first word on the white paper.

A "husband" word.

This is also the first word that Chen Sanlang wrote in this year's session. (To be continued......)

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