The most talented person in the world, this person is personally conferred by Yubi, and he is highly respected and honored.
Such a person actually has the ambition to annex the eight wastelands and accommodate the world. Such a mind is indeed the best in the world. However, in this world, since the existence of the Human Emperor and the existence of the Ninth Five Supreme Beings, the third person cannot appear again.
Two Supremes.
There is no room for two tigers in a mountain, unless there is a male and a female. However, these two people, one is the current emperor and the other is the most talented man, are both males. It is not easy to coexist.
"This matter should be left to the Human Emperor. I'll just wait for the decree."
In this major examination, cultural relics were collected, and the Emperor was always paying attention to the development of the matter. The purple sky above Xu Xian's examination room was soaring, and culture was like a fight, so the Emperor could naturally see it clearly.
The current Emperor of the People is a middle-aged man with a graceful bearing. He is sitting in a palace, looking at the big Chinese character "Rudou" floating in the sky in the distance. He remains calm. However, the people next to him all have frightened faces and are as pale as earth. They yell: "This is
Where did this crazy person come from? He was so unscrupulous and talking nonsense that he asked the Emperor to order him to be beaten to death with sticks."
The Human Emperor was wearing a more formal imperial robe and a nine-dragon crown on his head, with a majestic face. He looked at the long river of purple air in the sky and smiled leisurely: "Everything in the world has its use. We will create a new atmosphere for our country."
, to unify the country, there may naturally be someone capable of swallowing up thousands of miles like a tiger. As a human emperor, I should naturally never tire of mountains being too high and seas never being too deep. Only in this way can the world return to its heart."
"He is just a young man with great ambitions. His poems are excellent, majestic and domineering. Such a talent is worthy of my use. How can I beat him to death with a stick?"
Golden words, one word can determine the world!
This is the majesty of the king!
Such a decree immediately spread like the wind in the streets and alleys of the imperial city, and Xu Xian's name became famous all over the world again and was known to all people.
The emperor's kindness is so great that it spreads throughout the world.
Xu Xian in the examination room felt that his Ziwei luck was slightly shaken, and his color changed in shock: "What happened? How did it shake my foundation as an emperor? If I lose these foundations, what can I use to compete with the current Emperor of Heaven?
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"What can shake the foundation of the emperor is Qian Long. I have not yet gathered enough power to become famous all over the world. This poem is the fault of this poem. It has made the current emperor and great scholars aware of my ambition.
They spread my reputation and make me famous all over the world. I will live under their influence in the future. Unless they die, I will never be able to achieve anything."
Xu Xian's face was a little gloomy. Over the past few days, his research on poetry and articles has reached a state of perfection. It can be said that he has read tens of thousands of volumes and written with great mastery.
Written word by word, every word is precious and full of beauty.
"I didn't expect the boat to capsize in the gutter, but whatever, I originally planned to start from the underground, insist on the underground surrounding the ground, and finally take the step of unifying the world, unify the world, and then use the world as a backboard to overthrow all the demons and monsters, and attack the heaven.
Take back the glory that belongs to me."
Everything has been planned, and what we have to do now is to execute the plan step by step, and then eliminate all people and things that stand in the way of the plan.
"Since my great ambition has been revealed, it would be better to do something cruel and let all living beings in the world understand the reason why the emperor took turns to come to my house today. However, once this reason is leaked, it will definitely bring disaster to my life. Or
Forget it, a poem is enough, as for the article, it can be simple and casual."
"A scholar who can write such domineering poems has millions of soldiers in his heart. I don't know how good his articles are. Poems can reflect a person's talent and agility. Only articles can tell what kind of person a person is. Literature
As a person, he writes from his heart, but I want to see what kind of arrogant young man this Xu Xian is?"
Several great scholars silently wrote Xu Xian's poems on paper. After blowing them dry, they silently looked at the sky, waiting for Xu Xian's articles to bloom.
"Order?"
Xu Xian glanced at the topic on the paper and wrote: "Order is meant to be broken. Only by breaking the old order can a new order be established. Only with order can there be strict hierarchy."
The eloquent and gorgeous articles floated word by word in the long river of purple air above the sky.
"If it is not destroyed, it cannot be established. The old will not go away, and the new will not come. This article about order is a subtle statement of great meaning. It is very well written and is in line with my Confucian fundamentals of governing the world with etiquette. It is just that between the lines, I am unruly and unruly. In the world, I am the only one who is supreme."
Domineering, such a person possesses the kingly demeanor that only a king emerges from in our Confucian school in five hundred years. Could it be that the world is in chaos and a new emperor is born?"
A great scholar who was invigilating the examination remembered what the Taoist Taoist in the stargazing platform said a few days ago: There is a very noble person in the world, and the purple energy stretches across three thousand miles.
"At that time, I thought it was the Emperor. But now it seems that it is Xu Xian, Mr. Xu. He is an extremely noble person and shows his sharp edge. This is a good thing. It is much easier to deal with than hiding in secret."
"Now that I am in the limelight, my life will not be in danger. Drawing the world's attention to me will be more conducive to my development of underground power, waiting for the war to start a prairie fire and unify the world."
Xu Xian smiled and looked at the article above the Purple Air River, and gently put down his pen.
In another examination room, Lin Qiuqiu, the descendant of Penglai Immortal Pavilion, who was sleeping soundly, was also disturbed by the vision coming from the sky. He opened his confused eyes and read the poems and articles one by one.
"The poems and articles are all good, but it's a pity that they are sharp and sharp. It should be noted that the hardness is easy to break, and it does not conform to the Confucian golden mean. It is difficult for such a character to overcome all obstacles and win the crown."
Shaking his head, Lin Qiuqiu looked at the other five examination rooms with hazy eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a hint of sneer appeared: "Six gentlemen of Immortal Dao Fengyun, are there too many? I, Lin Qiuqiu, am enough."
Already."
"But you and I have been equally famous in forest golf for such a long time. I want to see what you can do."
Brush, brush, brush!
Five strands of essence soared into the sky from the five examination rooms. Each strand of essence was like smoke, moving vertically and horizontally, invincible. The light was as bright as electricity, shining in the sky, almost covering up the light of the sun.
"Okay, okay!"
In the Tai Chi Hall, the Human Emperor sat on the dragon chair, stroking his palms and laughing: "Six gentlemen of the Immortal Way, okay, okay, the only thing missing is the Linqiuqiu from the Penglai Immortal Pavilion. Since all you immortals, demons and monsters have come to interfere, I will kill you."
If you put everything in my palm, you have to do things for me."
The Human Emperor sat there, speaking condescendingly and condescendingly. As his voice fell to the ground, an aura of tolerance spread, and wherever he went, everyone knelt down. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, and the novel will be updated.
