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Chapter 93: Deer Crying Banquet, Spirit of the White Deer

The next day, just after the horse-riding parade, Zhou Bai was invited to attend the deer roaring banquet hosted by the governor.

Generally, the day after the results of the provincial examination are released, the governors of various states will host a banquet for the new candidates, and the new candidates will sing the "Deer Ming" chapter at the banquet, so this banquet is also called the "Deer Ming Banquet".

Of course, Zhou Bai would not refuse the normal process. Besides, he heard that the Governor was also one of the invigilators, so he must have voted in favor of his solution.

At the gate of the Governor's Mansion, as soon as Zhou Bo got off the carriage, the steward of the Governor's Mansion came up with two innocent and charming maids.

"But Mr. Jie Yuangong is in person? Yu Yayuan and the others are already at the table. You came just in time."

"Please lead the way." Zhou Bai didn't take a second look at the beautiful maid. Instead, he was quite interested in the interior decoration of the Governor's Mansion.

Although he knows that these maids are the ones used by wealthy families to entertain guests and can even be taken away, but this means that you accept the solicitation of the host.

Zhou Bai didn't want to get on the governor's chariot so casually, so he could only watch his eyes and nose, nose and heart, and followed him to the banquet hall in a disciplined manner.

He stood outside the door for a while and found that the atmosphere inside was already quite lively. Listening to elegant silk and bamboo songs, all the new imperial examination candidates became very poetic.

You sang a new song, and here he improvised a five-character song. Zhou Bai even heard Qi Hua, the noble young master, singing loudly.

I can only say that everyone is really happy today. What an honor it is to pass the examination for a new subject and to be hosted by the governor of a state.

Zhou Boli adjusted his brand-new public uniform, strode into the lobby with his head held high, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Looking around, there were only about thirty candidates, some like Sun Yucheng who didn't want to come, while others couldn't wait for the results to be released and had already returned to their hometowns.

"Jie Yuangong."

"Zhou Jieyuan is here."

"Our Mr. Jie Yuang is playing a big role. He arrived last. What do you think we should do?" Qi Hua saw the excitement and immediately shouted, not caring about the big deal.

"That's right, riding a horse in the street yesterday made me very envious. I saw that he had a basket full of love letters from young girls."

"Forfeited drinking, punished drinking!" someone suggested.

"No, no, forcing him to drink wine is not a waste of Jie Yuangong's talent. Why not punish him to write poetry?" Because of the harmonious atmosphere, even Yu Song, who didn't like to talk, came out to challenge Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai looked helpless, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "In that case, I will show my shame in front of you all of the same age."

"Autumn shadows cover the river, and the days are long. Silver robes fill the banquet hall... It's good to return home proudly in the spring breeze, and we go to our hometown together in fine clothes."

"Okay!" As soon as Zhou Bai finished reading his poem, an elegant middle-aged man shouted "ok" and came out of the back hall.

"I've met the Governor!" Everyone was so ignorant that they immediately saluted and said hello.

Lei Haomiao laughed heartily and said: "Hahahahaha, what Duke Xie Yuang was describing was the scene of today's deer roaring banquet? It's really lifelike. All the new imperial examination candidates are not all so proud of themselves!"

"Dingzhou is full of culture and culture, so we have the honor of winning the exam today, and we have to thank the governor for his teachings."

"I'll thank you, Lord Governor." Under the leadership of Zhou Bai, everyone in the hall first flattered Lei Haomiao.

"I, Lei Haomiao, am very lucky to have such great talents as you, especially you, Mr. Xie Yuangong."

"Your Excellency, this is too much praise. This is putting me on the fire. Maybe you, the same generation, are complaining in your hearts that I am stealing the limelight."

Lei Haomiao smiled and said nothing. Instead, he recited a poem to himself: "The poor and the rich all depend on their fate, so why bother sighing. But if you know how to do good things, don't ask about the future. When the winter is gone, the ice will disappear, and when spring comes, the grass will grow on its own. Please.

When you observe this principle, the way of heaven is very clear."

"Everyone is lucky to hear this poem about the way of heaven. The truth in it must be studied throughout one's life. It is a well-deserved poem passed down from generation to generation."

"The poor and the rich are all left to their fate. How could Mr. Jie Yuang be able to overpower me? It turns out he was born to overpower me."

"Hahaha!" Yu Song's joking words immediately caused the whole audience to burst into laughter.

Of course, there are indeed many people who have silently memorized the way of heaven, but this classic handed down from generation to generation is not comparable to them.

The atmosphere was created so relaxed and warm, and then Lei Haomiao lost a lot of control over the scene, drinking, eating, singing and dancing...

Until the final highlight, Ode to Luming Together.

But this year's Deer Ming Banquet was obviously different. Lei Haomiao solemnly drove away all the idle people, and then mysteriously took out an ancient painting.

He spread out the ancient painting and hung it in the main hall, and the picture above caught everyone's eyes.

In the painting, the sun is shining brightly, the wind is gentle, and a group of deer of different sizes are playing and looking for food on a green grassland. Some are lively and jumping, and some are quiet and leisurely...

After staring at those deer for a long time, it feels like my spirit is falling into the painting. I can hear the scent of green grass and the roar of deer.

"Everyone, you are very lucky this time, because a secret place in Dingzhou will be opened in half a month, and you can get opportunities there."

"As for the qualifications to enter the secret realm, there is no fixed number for all kinds of things. Only the picture of the deer in my hand can generate the key in advance at this time."

"Now everyone, recite the Deer Ming Chapter, when your souls are pure enough, when your spiritual will can resonate with the painting..."

Lei Haomiao's words shocked everyone, including Zhou Bai. They didn't know that the governor had such benefits.

However, Zhou Bai then remembered the place recommended by the old censor Peng Li, the secret place of heaven and earth that exists in every state. After comparing the time, it turned out that it was the place the governor mentioned.

Peng Li didn't enter the key, he just asked me to try my luck, but now I want to seize the opportunity.

"Hey, the deer roars, eating the apples of the wild. I have a guest, playing the harp and sheng..."

"Hey, the deer roars, eating the wormwood in the wild. I have a guest, Deyin Kongzhao. If you treat the people with disdain, a gentleman will follow suit..."

The voices of the fifty lifters were not very loud, but they formed a strange resonance under the chorus, and the mellow and comfortable tones gradually merged into the ancient paintings of deer.

Some Juzi seemed to notice something and gradually closed their eyes. A timid deer actually walked out of the painting. It turned into light and shadow and crouched in the palm of the Juzi's hand. Finally, it left a mark before returning to the ancient painting.

Gradually, spots of light appeared all over the sky from the ancient paintings, and deer of all kinds left their croaking marks in response to the recitation of the poem.

"Hey, the deer roars, the quintessence of the wild food. I have a guest, playing the harp, harp, drum and harp. The harp, harp, drum and harp are harmonious and exquisite. I have a wine to drink with the heart of the guest."

Zhou Bai was not in a hurry, but continued to put his soul power into the ancient paintings. It was not the deer spirit inside that left a mark on him, but his own active choice with his powerful soul.

In the end, Zhou Bai found the most special white deer in the painting and established a relationship with it.

What is shown in reality is that the white deer spirit, which is only as big as a fist, quietly walks out of the painting with its lively eyes blinking.

It stood on Zhou Bai's shoulder and gently licked the hair on his body, and nuzzled Zhou Bai's cheek from time to time, like a family member.

When the recitation of the Deer Ming Chapter came to an end, Lei Haomiao was about to put away the ancient painting. Unexpectedly, the white deer spirit still refused to return. Instead, it collapsed into a ball of white light spots and disappeared into Zhou Bai's palm.

Everything was settled, and in the end, only fifteen people got the imprint key. Everyone was in a state of meditation just now, and no one knew what happened.

Only Lei Haomiao stared at Zhou Bai, wondering why this little guy looked like a bandit, even Lu Ling was abducted.

Although not everyone is qualified, at least they all know about the secret realm of heaven and earth that is about to open in Dingzhou County, and they can try their luck when the time comes. This makes it worthwhile for them to come to the banquet.

For example, among the dozen or so new imperial examination candidates who left Dingzhou City early, many of them must not have known about such a wave of opportunities.

After leaving the Governor's Mansion, Zhou Bai raised his right hand, and a faint white deer shadow on the back of his hand shone slightly. This seemed to be the highest-level key.

[Luck: When luck is strong, white deer accompanies you] (You have just obtained the position of Jieyuan, your luck is prosperous for a while, and the red color of your life has appeared; in ancient times, the white deer was a good omen, and the spirit of the white deer appeared.
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