Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Clay Saint
The rain stopped and stopped, and it stopped and fell, and the sun was still shining in the morning, and at noon it was dark, and the rain still fell from the sky, which was refreshing and pleasant.
The rain took two days and two nights before it completely stopped, soaking the dry land.
Early in the morning, the sky was not yet bright, it was dark outside, only the morning star in the sky twinkled and twinkled, at this time, many people were still asleep, but Hong Yi had already gotten up and started to pack things.
Nothing else, today is the rì of the scientific expedition.
It is also the most important way for Hong Yi to really step out of the Hou Mansion, and then whether he can be at ease and be a "lifting master".
The scientific examination and talent of the Great Qian's Dynasty only had one day, and only the "examination" of the Jinshi had three days. Hong Yi is taking the test this time, but he doesn't need to be too much.
Although this is an exam related to his future, he is very calm. In this exam, he has also thoroughly understood some of the examiner's psychology, and he feels that there is no problem with the writing skills on the test paper.
For the exam, he is confident that as long as there will be no accidents, it will be inevitable.
He got up now to pack his things, also to prepare for moving to the Hou Mansion after the exam.
Yujing City is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and after the scientific examination, the speed of the list is also very fast, and it is not like taking the exam in other places, and the list will be released half a month after the exam.
In the past two days, Hong Yi has gone out at the foot of Yulong Mountain outside Yujing City, rented a clean courtyard on Fangxian Road, and only prepared to move out as soon as the scientific examination was released, and then inquired about buying a house and land.
If all this is done properly, you will be in charge.
There was very little to pack, except for a few books, just a few clothes. But in addition, some secret things must be hidden seamlessly.
"I now have forty red gold coins on me, more than ten gold coins taken from that Taoist priest, red gold is one to fifteen, forty is six hundred taels of silver, plus gold coins. In addition, there are four hundred and fifty-six taels of scattered silver cakes on my body, which is enough to buy a house, a few pieces of land, plus my status as a person, and I have a lot of surplus, so I can live a very good life in the future. ”
After liquidating his belongings, Hong Yi felt more stable.
In fact, his possessions were very few, except for the money rewarded by Concubine Yuan, which was pen, ink, paper, inkstone, a 120-pound Tuomu White Ox strong bow, and a good jīng steel sword.
The jīng steel sword given by Concubine Yuan was a court specialty, and it could be bent with its fingers, loosened suddenly, and played straight, making a buzzing silver bell-like sound.
This kind of sword is good at stabbing and fighting alone, but it is far from being as sharp and strong as "slashing sharks". However, in the market, it is still very valuable.
However, these belongings are secondary, and the most important thing is a small box in Hong Yi's arms.
There are three things in the small box, the first is the folded "Past Mida Sutra", this sutra is not rotten when it is rolled into the water, it can't be burned when it is burned in the fire, it can't be pulled or pulled, and the sword can't be broken.
The second thing is the small dagger, known as the "Flame Explosion Rune Sword", Hong Yi doesn't know how to use this thing. I can only collect it, and when the soul cultivation is high in the future, I will explore it again.
The third piece is the blood-streaked steel needle.
Blood Pattern Steel, the legendary fairy steel, although Hong Yi has never tried how powerful the Divine Soul Drive is, its toughness, sharpness, and hardness really made Hong Yi feel it.
Hong Yi picked up the needle and tried to poke the wood, but there was no doubt that it was as easy as a stabbing tofu.
Then he stabbed the iron again, and even pierced it deeply, and when he pulled it out, there was no trace of damage to the needle.
What's even more outrageous is that Hong Yi tried to prick the chrysanthemum steel wrench on his thumb, and when he poked it, although it was not pierced, it also left a pinhole!
"Invincible. ”
This is Hong Yi's evaluation of blood pattern steel.
The box that collects these three items is only the size of a palm, and it is an ordinary wooden box, which is not conspicuous anywhere, but it can be stored with confidence.
After packing everything up, the sky was already slightly bright, Hong Yi got up, put the three things of the pen and ink inkstone into the prepared bamboo basket, and did not call any maids, and went out.
At this time, the streets were already full of people, and they were full of exam-taking talents.
Yujing is the largest city in the world, with a flourishing literary style, and the number of people in each scientific examination is several times more than that of the township examiners in various local state capitals.
These exam-taking talents, those who came from the surrounding countryside in poverty, carried baskets, and those who were rich and noble took carriages, and those who were good at martial arts simply rode horses proudly.
When Hong Yi came to the front of the Gongyuan for the scientific expedition, it was already crowded.
In front of the Gongyuan, all the soldiers wearing military uniforms, holding spears and cross-waist knives, divided into two rows of straight strokes, all of them are majestic and majestic, solemn and solemn, giving people a taste that the atmosphere does not dare to come out of.
Because of these soldiers, although the square in front of the entire Gongyuan was crowded, there was very little noise.
Different from the solemn atmosphere on the Gongyuan Square, on the opposite street, there is a row of snack streets, at this time, pots and pans jingle, tofu flowers, mutton soup, beef noodles, fried fritters, meat buns, baked cakes, gruel, and other food aromas come over, and many talents gather there to have breakfast, and then talk highly.
Hong Yi also walked over, ordered a bowl of beef noodles, and ate it carefully, until the people in the square gradually became scarce, and they all lined up to be inspected and searched, and entered the tribute courtyard.
His unhurried and calm image made several soldiers who checked and searched at the door, as well as the presiding officer, nod secretly.
However, the body search is still a routine procedure, the Great Qian Dynasty is the most solemn for the imperial examination, if the examination can not be searched out before the examination, so that the candidates are entrained into the examination room, and there is a fraud, the deputy chief examiner of the first room will lose his official position at the lightest, and he will be exiled at the worst, and the matter will be big, and there is even the danger of killing the head.
After a delicate search, Hong Yi entered the examination room of the Gongyuan Academy, and saw several ancient sages and scholars enshrined in Zhengzhōngyāng.
On the contrary, the talents who enter the examination room must first worship these sages before they can enter their respective seats and wait for the exam.
These ancient sages and scholars, all of them are high-crowned and long-robed, with peaceful and resolute faces, and a little wood, but they can understand that they set up morality and etiquette for the world, so that people and beasts can be completely distinguished from the kind of great benevolence and righteousness, and big hearts.
"The ancient sage, the university scholar is such a temperament, but the Buddhist Buddha is another temperament, I don't know what kind of temperament is the Taoist ancestor? ”
Although Hong Yi had seen the statue of the Sage University scholar before, he had never seen it so thoroughly as he did today.
The mind moved.
Hong Yi quietly gathered his soul and slowly came out of the top door.
But as soon as he came out of the top, he felt a great strong aura that filled the heavens and the earth, rolling and oppressing, which was emanating from the bodies of those saints.
This kind of masculine oppression is even more powerful than the blood oppression of his father Hong Xuanji.
Hong Yi was prepared in his heart, and immediately returned to his body, so that his soul was not injured.
"This is a clay puppet, but there is such a great oppression! Could it be that they have received incense and have become gods?" Hong Yi was shocked in his heart, and then fixed his eyes to look at those saints, but they were still clay puppets, without the slightest supernatural.