Li Changan packed up his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and went out early.
When I took the county examination this time, Master made very thorough arrangements. Not only was it very close to the examination room, but I also met almost no one along the way.
At a quarter of the hour, the door to the examination room is ready to open.
Li Changan followed all the more than 300 students who participated in the county examination and walked in together.
Walking into the gate, there is a huge courtyard. Everyone stands in the middle of the courtyard, facing the holy stone tablet in the middle and saluting respectfully.
There is a bronze cauldron with two ears and three legs under the stele of the holy throne. This is the Holy Cauldron.
On the day of the county examination, this tripod can directly communicate with the human race's holy temple.
After Li Changan worshiped the holy tablet, he walked into a separate room.
From the Holy Cauldron, streaks of light flew out, fell in front of each reference student, and turned into a long page of examination papers.
Li Changan glanced at the test questions and found that the interpretation of the poem was almost the same as what he had learned in Xiushen Academy, and the poem was also very famous.
It is "Wangtianmen" written by Wenzong.
As for the Tie Jing, it is like a fill-in-the-blank question in the previous life. The whole passage of the saint's words is taken out, and then every blank is left for students to answer.
These two problems are not big. The test is only about memory. For him who is already a ninth-grade scribe, nothing can go wrong.
In less than half an hour, Li Changan had finished writing half a page of poetry interpretations and scriptures.
Next is the meaning of scripture.
Li Changan's eyes fell on the test questions, and he nodded slightly,
"Dangdang, the people have no name; Weiwei, it has success, Huanhu has articles."
"This question is quite satisfactory."
Li Changan thought for a moment and began to write,
"Taken from the passage in "The Analects of Confucius - Taibo" in which Confucius praised Saint Yao, saying that Saint Yao was so great that the people could not find words to describe their praise for him, and his achievements were too outstanding, like the sun on the horizon.
The light from the golden mountain shines in all directions..."
When Li Changan wrote this, he brought up the exam routine from his previous life.
When writing this kind of title, you must praise the achievements of ancient sages and sages... and relate what Yao did and who he appointed to the current situation to express loyalty.
"I will encourage you to assist the current Holy Master and do great things for the people..."
Li Changan writes eloquently and smoothly.
Although I feel a little shameless, I can't find any faults with my flattery.
After answering the first question, look at the second question.
Li Changan's eyes were slightly startled,
"Water, fire, metal, wood, earth, and grain are all cultivated."
This question is a bit difficult.
Li Changan recalled in his mind where this sentence came from, so that he could understand it in context.
After thinking for a while, Li Changan just started writing,
"From "Shang Shu·Dayu Mo", water can irrigate, fire can cook, metal can cut, wood can build, soil can reproduce, and grain can nourish. These six things are called the 'Six Houses', which represent the vastness of the world.
Nature nourishes all living things.”
"The so-called 'virtue is good governance, and government is to nourish the people.' The virtue of a saint is reflected in handling government affairs well and arranging 'water, fire, metal, wood, earth, and grain'. This can be called 'virtue only.
'."
"Meng Sheng once said, 'If you don't violate the farming season, the grain will not be enough to eat'..."
After the meaning of the classics, there is policy theory.
Li Changan became happy after seeing the test questions.
"On the northern battlefield, the powerful enemy dispatched all his troops to attack the fortress. The fortress defenders are insufficient. We currently have 30,000 troops. How to relieve the danger of the fortress?"
Isn’t this a replica of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao?
If the fortress can't be moved, what's the use of all the 30,000 troops piled up?
Since the powerful enemy has deployed all its forces, it is only a matter of time before the enemy takes over the fortress. It is better to take advantage of the empty space within the enemy and go straight to the heart of the powerful enemy, forcing the army to return for reinforcements.
Li Changan wrote very happily, and he wished he could write out all the next tactics, such as showing weakness to the enemy and inviting the king to enter the urn...
Unfortunately, the length of the answer sheet is limited, so Li Changan finished it in time.
It took Li Changan no more than an hour to complete the test in the entire county.
The entire county examination will last a whole day.
After Li Changan looked back at it, he had no intention of continuing the review.
Just like reviewing the Chinese test paper, what can be found?
Li Changan put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, then took the answer sheet and left the room.
Outside the room, the patrol examiner was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Changan.
"What's the matter, student?"
"Students hand in papers..." Li Changan said respectfully.
The patrol examiner nodded. County examinations are held every year, and weirdos appear from time to time.
It’s true that some people submitted their papers in advance.
"Just put the answer sheet into the Questioning Saint Cauldron, go ahead." The patrol examiner said.
Li Changan cupped his fists and saluted, then strode out of the examination room.
After throwing the answer sheet into the Questioning Saint Cauldron, Li Changan walked into the Yingsheng Pavilion.
As soon as I sat down, the county test results came out.
Hit the mark!
As long as you reach Level B, you can pass the assessment.
Achievements in Class A are already an excellent result.
The big stone in Li Changan's heart finally fell.
After passing the assessment, you will have a document of your own, and the loopholes in the innate literary system may be filled.
As for this cultural empowerment in the holy temple, it seems not that important.
At this moment, a beam of light suddenly fell from the sky above Yingsheng Pavilion.
Li Changan's body suddenly shook, and a temple made of stones seemed to appear in front of him.
The temple seemed simple and unpretentious, but when the stone door opened, Li Changan seemed to be standing in front of the starry sky.
This is the holy temple!
Above the huge stars, there stand towering stone monuments.
Each stele represents a fallen saint.
The next moment, a thick beam of light flew out from a stone tablet and landed directly on Li Changan's head.
The saintly style is so rich and unimaginable that it is of extremely high quality.
In comparison, the literary spirit exuded by Shi Mingyue is as thin as clear water.
As soon as this saintly literary energy came into contact with Wen Gong, Wen Gong suddenly began to shake, and Li Changan's complexion suddenly turned pale.
Wen Rui in the Wen Palace seemed to feel the disaster, and began to tremble, and there was huge pressure from the outside world, constantly squeezing and tempering the Wen Palace.
At the same time, small wounds appeared on Li Changan's body, and blood slowly flowed out.
However, it seems that the existence of innate cultural artifacts has been sensed.
In the holy temple, a pair of eyes seemed to open, and another powerful force came from across the air, overwhelming the mountains and the sea. In front of it, Li Changan was like a small boat in the angry sea, teetering on the verge of collapse.
not good!
Even if Li Changan didn't know anything, he still felt like a disaster was imminent.
The first stream of saintly literary energy comes from the holy throne. It only has a strong sense of oppression, but overall it helps to refine the literary palace.
But the second force was not the same! A feeling of being spied on came to my heart.
In an instant, the pages of the mutton-fat jade book in the Wen Palace opened with a bang, and the innate literary urn was included in it and printed on the cover of the mutton-fat jade book.
Wen Gong also turned into a brand along with the innate Wen Lu, and appeared on the cover of the mutton-fat jade book.
The second force surged into Li Changan's body with unparalleled strength and searched everywhere. After a while, he found nothing, and then the force left like a tide.
Li Changan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the fear and sense of danger in his heart quietly dissipated.
The saint's literary spirit has not left.
Without the Wen Gong and the innate Wen Lu, the sage's Wen Qi crashed into the depths of Li Changan's mind.
"This..." Li Changan couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the horror in his heart surged into the sky like a tsunami.
A brand new piece of writing was slowly taking shape in this saintly style.
And around the Wen Rui, a vaguely vague Wen Palace also appeared.
Brand new document!
Brand new Wen Gong!
When the last ray of saintly spirit was withdrawn, Li Changan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to his knees with a thud.
The next moment, on the cover of the mutton-fat jade book, the Xiantian Wenlu reappeared with Wen Gong.
Boom!
It was like thunder falling from the sky.
There was a hideous wound on Li Changan's body, and blood flowed out.
"No...no..." Li Changan's heart was beating wildly, no less than the feeling of impending disaster just now.
Xiantian Wenlu and Wen Gong rely on the cover of the mutton-fat jade book.
The new Wenlu and Wen Gong are rooted in the back cover of the mutton-fat jade book.
As soon as the two literary palaces appeared, they started a head-numbing collision.
Xinsheng Wen Gong was no match at all, and soon ferocious cracks appeared on it.
And the Xinsheng Wenlu continued to tremble, facing the strength of the innate Wenlu, there was no room for resistance.
Li Changan's lips trembled. Every time a crack appeared on Xinsheng Wen Palace, a wound deep enough to the bone would appear on his body.
If Xinshengwen Palace is really completely destroyed, I will definitely die!
Moreover, the new cultural relics and the innate cultural relics are all related to me. If there is a problem with any piece of cultural relics, I will die!
Li Changan stood up shakily. Fortunately, the robe on his body was dark, otherwise it would have turned into a bloody robe.
Wiping off the blood stains on his face, Li Changan staggered out of Yingsheng Pavilion.
"congratulations!"
"The body will be greatly affected by the initial condensation of Wenlu. Please take good care of your body after returning."
Someone was guarding the door of Yingsheng Pavilion. When they saw Li Changan coming out, they quickly clasped their fists and saluted.
Li Changan put one hand on the door frame, nodded weakly in return, and then left shaking.
The gatekeeper looked at Li Changan's crumbling body and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "The body is too weak, I guess I need to take good care of it for a while."
When he turned around and saw the bloody handprints on the door frame, his eyes widened in horror, "This..."
There were many people standing near the examination room, everyone wanted to witness the appearance of each scribe.
Seeing Li Changan coming out early, everyone was stunned for a moment.
"Coming out so soon? Has the exam already been completed?"
"Impossible. The county examination lasts for a whole day. How could it happen so quickly?"
"Could it be that you simply couldn't answer the question and simply gave up?"
…
Li Changan didn't waste time here. He used all his strength to walk into the corner alley. With every step he took, more blood oozed from the wounds on his body.
Even the boots under his feet were soaked in blood.
In my mind, at the junction of Wen Palace, the Wen Qi in the two Wen Palaces cannot coexist at all, they are colliding with each other, and even distorted.
However, the literary spirit contained in the two literary palaces is completely different.
There are more and more cracks on the Xinsheng Wen Palace.
According to the current situation, Xinsheng Wen Palace will be shattered in another hour at most!
After finally returning to the yard, Li Changan collapsed on the ground, stretched out his palms,
"Grammar - a spark that can start a prairie fire!"
A ball of flame appeared in the palm of my hand.
The Wen Qi in the Xian Tian Wen Palace was rapidly depleted, and the collision with the Xinsheng Wen Palace finally weakened.