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The Master is already fifty years old, with a bright hair and meticulous clothes on his body, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling.

A incense burner stands in front of the examination room, which has the effect of calming the spirit and concentrating the mind.

If everyone takes the exam, there will naturally be invigilators who will give them a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Pen and ink are naturally the best pen and ink, with a strong fragrance. Smell it can make people's thinking active.

Seeing the students present ready to go, as if they were going to the battlefield, with lots of bags placed beside them, the Master showed a hint of nostalgia.

However, when the eyes slid past Chen Jiu, the Master's face suddenly became gloomy, as if water was about to drip out of it.

There is no doubt that when he saw Chen Jiu's outfit and his gorgeous purple shirt on his body, he treated Chen Jiu as a playboy.

No matter which world, there is a backdoor, and in the eyes of the Master, this person is in front of him.

The Master snorted coldly and said nothing. An invigilator came in. The invigilator held a piece of sealed paper. Seeing that all the students were present, he nodded: "The questions for this exam have not been opened. If you are confused, just come and go."

Seeing that the scholars had no objection, the invigilator was in a righteous manner and opened the book. The questions for this exam appeared in front of everyone.

Since you are a scholar, you naturally cannot be able to recite poems and write them correctly. The first question is to write three poems, with the theme of plum blossoms.

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

The third topic is an article discussing national policies.

The fourth question is to freely play and write some scores to win the teacher's impression.

As for those dead topics, there is no one.

What is a dead topic? It is a rote memorization question. There are many methods of monks in this world, and there is still a way to do it even if you can remember it at a glance.

Looking at the topic, Chen Jiuluo came up with it as soon as he was brewing.

After all, poetry is a path. Although it can be refreshing, it is not necessary to get into a noble hall in the end, so there is no need to worry about it.

"I heard that the plum blossoms are in the morning breeze, and snow piles up all over the four mountains. How can I transform into a hundred billion people, a tree of plum blossoms and a blooming man?"

Chen Jiu waved it and waved his righteousness and righteousness floated. The pen and ink followed each other.

After finishing the first poem, Chen Jiu pondered for a moment and wrote again: "I don't like the beautiful land in the world, but I go to Hanshan alone and call me a proud son. I rush through the supreme place, and the fragrance floats in the cold for nine thousand miles."

This second poem has also come out. Chen Jiu thought for a while. The third poem reads: "The fragrance lasts for thousands of years and the wind and snow. I am alone in my heart to repay the kindness of heaven. Who says that there is no spring scenery in the three winters, and the clouds of thousands of miles above the iceberg are high."

The three poems were completed in the blink of an eye, showing a hint of smug smile. Chen Jiu looked at the couplet topic, but there was no special requirement for this topic, just match it.

The first couplet is: "Because fire turns into smoke, if you don't leave it alone, it will eventually be bitter."

After thinking for a while, Chen Jiu gave the answer: "The river is across the river, and I asked if there is no horse riding during the Wuma period."

It is recorded in the volume of "Chicken Li Bian" by Zhuangchuo of Song Dynasty. Jiangli and Wumaqi are both famous, and the pronunciation of Jiangli is reversed. The sound of the sound of the river is separated by the river is also next to the sound of the distance.

During the Wuma period, there was no horse riding, and it was also a harmonious coexistence after the pronunciation was reversed. The fifth rank official and the fourth rank uniform were recorded in Volume 1 of the "Jianhu Ten Collections". In the year of the Gengyin of Zhou Jing, Xia Yan was appointed as the military officer of the Ministry of War. Therefore, he discussed suburban rituals and was given the title of Hanlin Bachelor, in charge of the subject matter, and was also given the fourth rank uniform.

He was appointed as the seventh rank of the middle official and the fifth rank of the Hanlin Bachelor. At that time, the Hanlin Censor Xu Gao used this matter to ask who could match the good woman at Jiyou.

After writing these two questions, Chen Jiu stopped writing, and the next step was to get an appetizer, which must be cautious.

The invigilator there saw Chen Jiu busy and suddenly started writing, and his heart moved, and he became interested. He didn't know what kind of bullshit poems this playboy could write. To be honest, looking at the poems of those playboys can make people happy.

He pretended to be inadvertently and came to Chen Jiu's side. The Master glanced inadvertently, and then his eyebrows trembled slightly, which was somewhat unexpected. Chen Jiu's poems and couplets were really good. Even with the Master's picky eyes, he could not find anything wrong. Instead, he could only say a good word.

"Hmph, this playboy has some foundation after all and has not made too big a joke, but poetry is just a trivial path after all, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it."

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

Chen Jiu is quick-witted and has countless classics from later generations as his background. Naturally, he is not comparable to many students. His knowledge is much wider than that of others.

Human fortune is limited. If you want to shock the world and enter the eyes of the Emperor of Humanity and attract the attention of all sentient beings in the world, Chen Jiu naturally needs to bring his talents to the extreme.

Chen Jiu naturally had no knowledge of national policy. He knew what the situation in this country was, so he had to write the last question first.

"The destiny of heaven is called nature; the destiny of nature is called Tao; the practice of Tao is called teaching."

Chen Jiu waved his fingers gently and wrote a sentence.

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

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

"The Tao cannot be separated for a moment; it cannot be separated for a moment. Therefore, a gentleman is cautious about what he cannot see and fear what he does not hear."

When this sentence is written, it seems that there is a voice that will respond to Chen Jiu again. A sentence spreads throughout the heavens. All living beings have what they have heard, but they have heard it.

The sky is dyed with lilac, like the new sun.

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

As a great scholar, Wang Mingyang's feeling of heaven and earth had reached a slightest level. As soon as the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth was born, Wang Mingyang suddenly stood up, still carrying the book in his hand, looking at the sky with a shocked look on his face.

"Who is it? There is such a great scholar living here in my Yuzhou Prefecture, why didn't I hear any news?"

Wang Mingyang looked at the vision in the sky and looked for the source of the vision.

"Nothing can be seen invisible, nothing can be seen invisible. Therefore, a gentleman is careful that he is alone."

This time Chen Jiu wrote, a vast purple aura emerged from the sky, but not much purple aura.

Yes, this is a Confucian classic in another world, written by ancient saints. The saints and literature are connected in any world.

"Someone really wants the righteous sub-saint." Wang Mingyang could no longer stand on the side, and his body appeared out of thin air in the sky.

The butler of the prefecture yamen, the prefecture yamen, seemed to feel something. He walked out of the prefecture yamen and came to the street, wanting to find the source of Haoran's righteousness.

There are dozens of miles outside the prefecture, and the military camps are continuous, as if there are ancient ferocious beasts here, and the surrounding qi and blood are rising into the sky, making ghosts and gods change.

At this time, the general of the town government sat upright in the camp, looking at the sky, and a wry smile appeared on his lips: "This world is really the Confucian world. With the suppression of Confucianism, I can't imagine that the day when my military strategists can stand out. Confucianism has made great contributions to the human race and is irreplaceable."

That's it, but whenever a Confucian sub-Shan is born, the human fortune will be stable and one more. Confucianism and human fortune will be damaged and prospered. The general of the town government took out the big sword and walked out of the military camp and headed towards the city of Yuzhou.

Chen Jiu naturally didn't know these things, and at this time he was completely immersed in the Taoist artistic conception: "Happiness, anger, sorrow, and happiness are not released, which is called the middle. When it comes to the middle, it is called harmony. Zhong is the foundation of the world. Harmony is the way of enlightenment in the world."

As soon as this sentence was released, the whole world changed color instantly, and a beam of purple air slowly formed over the academy and directly shone on Chen Jiu's body, echoing it.

In the book garden, Wang Mingyang was stunned when he saw the place where the purple light column was settled. This is the place for the exam. Could it be that some master suddenly realized it? It is such a profound foundation.

This beam of purple air not only alarmed all the powerful people, but also all the monks and mortals in the entire prefecture were alarmed. Looking at the purple giant pillars of Hengguang Heaven and Earth, they all tried their best to escape to Yuzhou.

The sub-saints will attain the purple qi of heaven and earth, and the will of the holy path will come. At that time, all the evil and demon cultivators in Yuzhou will be attacked and turned into ashes without any distinction between enemies and us.

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

The old housekeeper's eyebrows were also slightly clustered: "The academy is actually a academy."
Chapter completed!