Walking into the examination room, a master was already waiting there.

The master is half a hundred years old, with gorgeous hair and meticulous clothes, giving people a solemn feeling.

An incense burner is erected in front of the examination room, which has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating.

Everyone is seated, and naturally there will be an invigilator who will issue pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Brush and ink are naturally the best pen and ink, with a strong aroma, smelling can make people's thinking active.

Seeing that the students present were ready to go, as if they were going to the battlefield, and the big bags and small bags were stacked beside him, the master showed a trace of nostalgia.

However, when his gaze slid past Chen Jiu's side, the master's face was instantly gloomy, as if it was about to drip water.

There is no doubt that when you look at Chen Jiu's dress, and then look at the gorgeous purple shirt on her body, you will regard Chen Jiu as a gentleman.

No matter what the world is, there are people who go through the back door, and in the eyes of the Master, this one is the one in front of you.

The master snorted coldly and didn't speak, an invigilator walked in, the invigilator held a sealed piece of paper, and when he saw that all the students were present, he nodded: "The questions of this exam have not been opened, if you are in doubt, you can only come."

Seeing that all the scholars had no objections, the invigilator was running upright, and when he opened the scroll, the questions of this exam appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Since he is a scholar, he naturally can't help but chant poems, and the first topic is to write three poems, with plum blossoms as the theme.

The second question is a couplet, just write the answer on the table.

The third topic is a discussion of national policies.

The fourth topic is free play, writing some scores to win the impression of the teacher.

As for the dead ones. It's a no.

What is a dead topic? It is a rote topic, and there are many ways for monks in this world to do it, and there is still a way to do it by memorizing ten lines at a glance.

Looking at the topic, Chen Jiuluo had it as soon as he brewed it.

After all, poetry is a trail, although it can be refreshing, but after all, it can't be elegant, but you don't need to think too much.

"Smell the plum blossoms and the wind, and the snowdrifts are all over the four mountains. How can he be incarnated into 100 billion, a tree of plum blossoms and a release".

Chen Jiu waved it, and a little bit of righteousness floated. Pen and ink go hand in hand.

The first poem is finished. Chen Jiu pondered for a while, and raised the pen again: "Don't love the beauty of the world, go to the cold mountain alone and be proud." Soaring through the top of the victory, Ling Han is fragrant for nine thousand miles."

This second poem also came out. Chen Jiu thought for a moment. The third poem reads: "Thousands of years of wind and snow." Alone Dan heart to repay the grace of heaven. Who says that there is no spring in three winters, and the iceberg is high in thousands of miles".

The three poems were completed in the blink of an eye, with a smug smile. Chen Jiu looked at the topic of the couplet, there were no special requirements for this topic, just be right.

The upper link is: "Because of the fire into smoke, if you don't put it aside, it will be bitter."

Chen Jiu thought about it for a while, and gave the answer: "Jiang Ji is across the river, ask Wu Ma if he rides a horse during the period."

Contained in Song Zhuangqiu's "Chicken Rib Weaving" volume. Jiang Qi and Wu Ma Period are both personal names, and the voice of Jiang Qi is reversed across the river. The mustache is next to the sound of separation.

Wu Ma period, horseback riding no, but also after the voice is reversed, the harmony of the seven-grade yamen, the five-grade official, and the four-grade costume color are contained in the first volume of the "Ten Episodes of Jian Gu". Zhou Jing Gengyin said in the summer of the year that he was appointed to the military department, and because of the suburban ceremony, he was given the title of bachelor of Hanlin, and he was in charge of the department, and he served four colors.

Give the official seven products in the matter, and the five grades of the bachelor of Hanlin, at that time, Hanlin reviewed Xu Huan and used this matter to make a sentence to ask who at the door can match himself and a good woman.

After writing these two topics, Chen Jiu stopped writing, and the next thing was the appetizer, so he had to be cautious.

The invigilator over there saw that Chen Jiu was busy for a while, and suddenly put down his pen, his heart moved, but he was interested, I don't know what bullshit poems this gentleman can write, to be honest, look at the poems of those gentleman disciples, but it can make people happy.

Pretending to come to Chen Jiu's side inadvertently, the master glanced at it inadvertently, and then his eyebrows trembled slightly, a little unexpected, Chen Jiu's poems, including couplets, are really good, even if it is with the master's critical eye, he can't find anything wrong, but can only say a good word.

"Hmph, this gentleman has a bit of a foundation after all, and he didn't make too many jokes, but poetry is just a trail after all, so you don't need to care too much."

Looking at Chen Jiu, who was still closed, the master shook his head and walked over.

Chen Jiu's quick thinking, and the countless classics of later generations as the foundation, naturally not comparable to all students, and he is more broad-minded than everyone in terms of light knowledge, I don't know how much.

Humanity has limited luck, and if he wants to shock the world, enter the eyes of the emperor, and receive the attention of all beings in the world, Chen Jiu naturally wants to give full play to his talents to the extreme.

Chen Jiu naturally has no insight into the national policy, and he knows what the country is like, so he has to write the last question first.

"The predicate of the Mandate of Heaven is sexuality, the predicate of spontaneity is the Tao, and the predicate of cultivation is teaching."

Chen Jiu's fingers waved lightly and he wrote a sentence.

This sentence fell slightly, and it seemed that the surrounding air had ripples, and the surrounding scholars seemed to feel a little, but they still looked at the article in their hands.

Chen Jiu was immersed in literature, and his body was boiling with righteousness.

"Those who are in the Tao do not have to leave in a moment, and they can leave without the Tao. Therefore, a gentleman is cautious of what he does not see, and fearful of what he does not hear."

This sentence was written, and it seemed that there was a voice in the underworld that would respond to Chen Jiu again, and a word in the underworld spread throughout the heavens, and all beings had heard it, but it had heard it.

The horizon is dyed with lilac, like the newborn morning sun.

Yingtian Academy, a simple courtyard, Wang Mingyang is reading, a very ordinary book, but he reads it with relish.

As a great Confucian, Wang Mingyang's sense of heaven and earth has reached the point of subtlety, and as soon as the vision of heaven and earth is generated, Wang Mingyang suddenly stood up, still holding the scroll in his hand, looking at the sky, with a shocked face.

"Who is it, there is such a great Confucian living in seclusion here in my Yuzhou Mansion, why haven't I heard any news from this seat."

Wang Mingyang looked at the vision in the sky, looking for the root of the vision.

"Don't see it, don't see it. Therefore, the gentleman is cautious of his own independence".

Chen Jiu put pen to paper this time, and a mighty purple qi appeared in the sky, but there was not much purple qi.

Also, this is a Confucian classic from another world, and it is written by the ancient sages, and the holy Tao and literature are all common in that world.

"If someone really wants to be righteous," Wang Mingyang couldn't stand on the side anymore, and his body appeared in the sky out of thin air.

The yamen of the state capital, the butler of the lord of the state capital seemed to feel something, and walked out of the yamen of the state capital in an instant and came to the street, wanting to find the source of Haoran's righteousness.

Dozens of miles outside the state capital, the military camp is continuous, as if there is an ancient fierce beast lurking here, and the surrounding qi and blood are rising to the sky, and the ghosts and gods are changing.

At this time, the general of the town government sat in the camp, looking at the sky, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This world is really the world of Confucianism, with the suppression of Confucianism, don't think of the day when my soldier family will come out, Confucianism will have great merit in the human race after all, and it is irreplaceable."

That is to say, but every time there is a Confucian Ya Christmas student, the humanitarian luck will be stable dìng one, increase one, Confucianism and humanity luck will be lost, one is prosperous, the general of the town government picked up the big knife and walked out of the barracks, towards the city of Yuzhou.

Chen Jiu naturally didn't know this, and was completely immersed in the artistic conception of Dao at this time: "Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness have not yet occurred, and they are in the middle." It is said to be the sum of the middle sections. Those who are in the middle are also the great capital of the world. Those who are harmonious are also the way of the world".

As soon as this sentence came out, the entire heaven and earth instantly changed color, and a beam of purple qi slowly formed over the academy, directly shining on Chen Jiu's body, echoing it.

In the book garden, Wang Mingyang was stunned when he saw the location of the purple pillar of light, this is the place for the exam, could it be that the master had an epiphany, so deep in the background.

This beam of purple qi not only alarmed all the powers, but all the monks and mortals in the entire state capital were alarmed, looking at the purple giant pillars of the vast heaven and earth, and desperately fled to the outside of Yuzhou one by one.

The sub-saint preaches the Tao, which will hook the purple qi of heaven and earth, and the will of the holy path will come, and when the time comes, all the evil demon monks in Yuzhou will be attacked and turned into ashes.

The general of the town government frowned: "It's actually an academy."

The old housekeeper's eyebrows were also slightly tufted: "Academy, it's actually a academy."

Same words, same tone. (To be continued......)