"Hahaha! I'm just going to embarrass myself." The seventh prince waved his hands with a smile on his face.
Such a smile also made Mr. Wen a little helpless. He originally thought of ridiculing him for his small body and just going to the class to do some axe. But everyone started laughing at themselves, and there seemed to be nothing to laugh at.
For a time, Mr. Wen opened his mouth several times, but not a single word came out.
In the end, it was the Seventh Prince who relieved the embarrassment, "I know I can't even get on the stage with my little tricks, but I just want to have fun, and I just happened to take this opportunity to see the level of the new generation of Daqian warriors."
Lord Wen was stunned for a moment, congratulating him repeatedly on his great achievement, while thinking about his intentions in his mind.
If you say you are just joining in the fun and adding to the fun, that would make sense.
But if we take advantage of this opportunity to meet some people with extraordinary abilities...
A hint of chill passed through the boss's eyes, flickering, but it only passed away briefly.
Normally there is no need to worry, but at this time...
I originally thought about reporting this matter to the third prince, but then I thought about it. The seventh prince was participating in the martial arts examination, so he couldn't make it known to everyone, and there was no need to report it further.
When he said this, the Seventh Prince still had his back to Mr. Wen, but he seemed to have foresight to know his flash of chill. He just sneered at him and did not let the matter go. In my heart, I was still looking at the blue morning in the distance with great interest.
"Does anyone know what that person's name is?"
"I've asked my subordinate to find the examiner, please wait a moment."
"I'm interested in people like this."
After a while, Master Wen also wrote down Lan Chen's name and handed it to the seventh prince.
The seventh prince took the note, looked at it carefully, raised his eyebrows, and smiled playfully at the corners of his eyes, "Lan Chen? Haha..."
"What's wrong? Seventh Prince?"
"No...could it be that Mr. Wen doesn't know?"
"I wonder what the seventh prince is talking about?"
The seventh prince still had a bright smile, but there was a hint of playfulness in this smile. It was the kind of banter that a cat catches a mouse and is not in a hurry to swallow it alive, but just wants to play with it.
Then, he also stood up, crumpled the white paper in his hands, and said half-jokingly, "Why don't you ask my Brother Sanhuang? Ask him if he has ever known a man named Lan Chen from Xuzhou. No matter how unhelpful it is, I will mention the Xuzhou Incident, and I think he will know about it."
Having said that, the Seventh Prince left without hesitation. The smile in his eyes was still there, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Lan Chen? What a rainmaker. I didn't expect it to be you. This is so fun. It's been a long time in the capital." It hasn’t been this lively for a long time.]
[But weren’t you too complacent just now? Even the Third Emperor Brother mentioned it. Isn’t this just a disguised reminder... Forget it, anyway, according to my Third Emperor Brother’s mind, I couldn’t think of this level. 】
Lord Wen just looked at the departing figure of the seventh prince inexplicably, and his confusion instantly turned into shock.
He muttered in disbelief, "Third Prince? Why would the Seventh Prince mention... Could it be that he knows that I am the Third Prince's son?"
"It shouldn't be, I've hidden it so well."
"Forget it, let's report this matter quickly. Lan Chen? Xuzhou? Xuzhou's recent affairs are just asking for rain. But what does this have to do with Lan Chen?"
With this confusion, Mr. Wen finally put down Gongyuan and went straight away. Now he just wanted to find the third prince as soon as possible.
Back to Lan Chen, he didn't know that he had been stared at by many eyes, and he was still looking at the white paper in a daze.
The second literary test has three incense-burning periods and requires candidates to answer six questions within a limited time.
These six issues, whether they are big or small, are not trivial. They are all expressions of personal opinions. Based on the various policies of the Daqian Dynasty, it is political commentary to identify the poor and tell the truth.
But the difficulty lies in the fact that Lan Chen has not read any of Daqian's policies and knows nothing about them, so how can he act arbitrarily.
Let him talk about using modern knowledge to crush this traditional and decadent system, and that can last three days and two nights.
However, if someone accidentally says the wrong thing, Lan Chen will be the unlucky one after all.
It could be as easy as setting someone on fire, or as serious as killing everyone in the house.
If you can have some understanding, you can still...
Thinking of this, Lan Chen decided to give up on this door!
But for a while, he didn't know what he could do anymore.
Continue to sleep?
Not to mention having slept enough, Lan Chen just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in when he had just left the screen door and rested outside for a while to wait for the examiner to collect the papers.
The candidates were talking a lot, but it had nothing to do with the question. They were just cursing that scumbag who took the essay test as a joke and slept soundly, snoring like thunder!
Many candidates said that they performed abnormally because of this. There were several geography questions that they clearly remembered, but when they wrote them down, they turned into "huhuhu"!
Filled with righteous indignation, he protested that he wanted to dig out those scum and cut them into eight pieces to relieve his hatred!
Lan Chen suddenly became excited and squatted tightly in the corner, fearing that he would be recognized.
Fortunately, not long after, the examiner informed the candidates to enter and prepare for the second exam.
Upon seeing this, without saying a word, he quickly walked into the examination room and slipped into the screen while everyone was unprepared.
If they continue to snore while sleeping, the candidates will probably have to lift their Heavenly Spirit Caps on the spot.
I can't sleep, I can't cheat,
Then simply...
I saw Lan Chen move his chair, sit cross-legged, hold his breath and concentrate on the true energy in his body, and directly cultivate to the state...
Since sacrificing real money and silver not only increases the power of the next strike, but also improves the realm, Lan Chen never practiced seriously from beginning to end.
The method of using it was learned from Qineng Private School.
It is also said that you hold your breath and concentrate, sit upright, circulate the true energy, merge into the meridians, stir up the sea, and then merge into the Dantian. This is called a week.
When it runs for twenty-one days, it is also a big week.
After a big week, your own meridians will also undergo subtle changes, and the amount of true energy will also increase.
But when the deputy examiner passed by, his jaw dropped again.
Let’s just play around!
Now that I’m not sleeping, it’s time to practice!?
This is the literary test, the literary test!
The place where literati study ink and push pens is not the place where miraculous people cultivate themselves!
But the deputy examiner did not dare to say anything more. If he said that he would sleep in the first subject, it would be for the sake of Lin Yang's face, so he would not embarrass himself.
As for the second sect's cultivation, he himself did not dare to provoke it.
The man with extraordinary abilities is the uncle!
He had no choice but to sneak away dumbfounded, pretending not to notice, and pretending that the incident never happened.
It is normal for people with extraordinary abilities to take part in the literary test. There are a few of them every year, but he is the only one like Lan Chen who just gives up answering questions and rests cross-legged...
At this time, Lan Chen also entered a certain state.
Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all mysteries.
But... to others, they are just knocking on the door at most, but Lan Chen has a key in hand and dozens of them around his waist...
Inevitably, he felt a little sorry for the miraculous person, who could only rely on this down-to-earth, hard-working way of cultivation.
As for him?
It's just to kill time. If you practice this way, I'm afraid you won't make any progress for ten days and a half...