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Even though Xu Bowen had thought about accidents many times before, he had never imagined that this scene would happen. Yang Wenfeng and the second son of the Yang family were sitting in this examination seat to participate in the examination at this moment, which made him feel so ridiculous.

The Tianyuan Imperial Examination has never prohibited these princely generals from participating. Not only that, but if there are generals who can get a Jinshi, it will become a good talk. This is why Wei Yin is the son of a prince and the son of the princess Let's come back to take part in the imperial examination.

But Yang Wenfeng was different. His father was King Yang, the king who destroyed the Southern Chu and Later Song states in the Warring States Period.How high-spirited the scholars of these two countries were back then. Southern Chu and Chu’s rhetoric and strategies were the best in the world, and the poetry of the Later Song Dynasty is still regarded as the best today. Died in those two wars of extermination of the country.

How ridiculous and ironic is it that you are in such a Yang family and now you want to come to the exam to obtain fame?

"Yang Ji, Yang Ji, your Yang family is really worrying! Monarchs and ministers, why are you so upset?" Xu Bowen murmured to himself with distressed eyes.

Xu Bowen naturally disapproved of the prince's methods back then, and even the later Emperor Wu thought it was inappropriate to take action, but the matter has reached this point, so what to do, in the end it is a deadlock, except for the two of them. Can't tie it either.

In the end, he could only admit this fact. After Xu Bowen collected his mind, he looked at the person in the examination seat. He wanted to see how much cultural luck the young man in the examination seat had, but he couldn't help being dumbfounded when he looked at it.

Yang Wenfeng didn't even have a single bit of context and luck, unlike some illiterate mediocre talents whose cultural heritage is as vague as a thread, and it's not like most of the candidates in today's exam seats have the same context. Like cloth and silk, there is nothing at all.

According to this situation, Yang Wenfeng should be an idiot, because even ordinary people have more or less cultural and luck, but he is so clean, like a poor man with no long hair Generally, nothing.

Xu Bowen's eyes showed doubts, and then he thought of what the thoughtful Empress Huan had mentioned before, saying that the second son of the Yang family had no luck at all, why would such a person be born in such a princely general as the Yang family? The family status made her very puzzled.At that time, Xu Bowen thought that the Empress Dowager was just annoyed that the second son of the Yang family was too rich and unworthy to be a child of the Yang family, but now it seems that this is not the case.

There is neither luck nor context, so it seems that the second son of the Yang family is indeed an anomaly, because there is not too much deduction and calculation, so Xu Bowen does not understand why this happens, but he is well versed in With the luck method, he can be sure that such Yang Wenfeng will not make any achievements no matter what.

But he was clearly aware of this point, but he was still worried. It's very simple, there must be a demon when things go wrong, even ordinary people, even a beggar, can't have any luck, but Yang Wenfeng, the second son of the Yang family, It's so strange that a person who was talented in Yangling Yuling a few days ago and who is now taking part in the examination has no luck.

After realizing that this was unusual, Xu Bowen began to deduce it by himself. After deducing it according to his very good deduction technique, he still got nothing. In the end, he gritted his teeth and deduced it again according to the Confucian luck he had mastered, but the final result was still the same. Not clear.

According to his calculations, this Yang Wenfeng seemed to be a person with great luck, but for some reason, his luck disappeared inexplicably. useless.His body is like a black hole, and all the luck seems to be swallowed up by nothing after being added to him, which is why the current situation where there is no luck added to him.

"Who has tampered with him, King Yang? Or that uneasy scholar?" Xu Bowen muttered to himself and fell into deep thought.

In fact, Xu Bowen didn't know that the woman with the highest status in Yuling had already conducted a secret investigation before him, but the result was almost exactly the same as Xu Bowen's, the only thing Xu Bowen knew more than him Some of them seem to be that methods such as luck seem to have no effect on this person.

Xu Bowen is puzzled now, Yang Wenfeng, who is the person involved, does not know that at this moment, he has already polished the ink and is ready to pick up the pen, but what he also does not know is that there is a scholar standing beside him with a gentle smile, just like before. The founder of Confucianism is generally a sage.

The first part of the exam is to examine the history of the scriptures, which is nothing more than solving the current problems according to the scriptures and essays annotated by the sages of the past generations. The topics and methods of the test are not difficult. It is not so easy for the mind to be familiar with the annotated collections of past scriptures and history.

Besides, this is the Tianyuan Examination, and there is a certain amount of Jinshi to be selected, and because of this, this historical article is recorded on the basis of merit, and the difficulty of tens of millions of people crossing the single-plank bridge can be seen.

Yang Wenfeng couldn't help but sneer when he looked at the topic in his hand. This topic really has something to do with him, to be exact, it has something to do with his entire Yang family.

The theory of rewarding courtiers is the best!

If a person who asks such a topic wants to let the scholars of the world talk about the merits and deeds of rewards, wouldn't he want the people of the world to comment on the merits and demerits of his Yang family?Doesn't it want everyone to discuss whether the Yang family, which is so highly rewarded, should exist?

Wang Xiyi, who was standing behind Yang Wenfeng, also heaved a long sigh when he saw such a topic. What is the difference between such a topic and blatantly talking about the existence of the Yang family?Asking such a question is not just about examining the candidates' classics, history, literature and talent!

There are usually three answers to this kind of question, yes, no, and the middle one, and the person who asked this question definitely didn’t want the middle answer.

"Since such a topic came up, I have to write it carefully, so as to live up to the good name of his martial arts!" Yang Wenfeng sneered and finally picked up the pen.

"Although I don't know why you have such a strange body, but since the master has met you, since you are my little junior brother, then I want to see how you can make a sound when you write and write?" The young man Wang Xiyi smiled lightly and then turned his head to look at the entire examination hall at the same time.

"I, Wang Xiyi, will take a good look now. What kind of magnificent mountains and rivers can be written by scholars in this world? And how much truth can they tell?" Hold the book in your hand and make a gesture of flipping through the book.

At this moment, Xu Bowen, who stayed out of the way and controlled the entire matrix, suddenly felt the matrix shaking violently, and the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded, and he could no longer calm down.

The matrix in front of him suddenly turned into a world, and now this world is like a huge curtain spread in the pens of all those who will take the exam, and the whole world is written by writing, and no one in the audience knows about it, and no one discovers it.

"Let's look at the writings of this Tianyuan scholar; let's look at the thoughts in the minds of the students; let's look at the spirit of my generation of scholars. Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions. The Grand Master can still control this square matrix, and still be in charge of this test. Middle?" Wang Xiyi spoke softly, and Xu Bowen's words rang softly in Xu Bowen's ears.

Xu Bowen was shocked at first and then half-believed, but at this moment he could clearly feel that the matrix was still under his control, but it seemed to have changed.

The current grand master hesitated again and again and finally chose not to take action. On the one hand, the opponent has not shown any malice, and on the other hand, he is really surprised by Wang Xiyi's strength. The price is not insignificant, and now it is the time when all the scholars of the country will try, if it is really inappropriate to go to war.

In the end Xu Bowen could only sit down again full of apprehension. He felt depressed and unhappy, and the powerlessness in his chest became more and more obvious.

People in the court of Tianyuan, especially those who sit in the center, now have two hatreds in their hearts.One hated the government and one surname so oppressive that it was difficult for the officials to raise their heads, and the other hated the martial arts in the world who came and went uncontrollably. The former was okay in Xu Bowen's heart, while the latter was the most hated in his heart. .

After doing all this, Wang Xiyi also sat beside Yang Wenfeng in a leisurely manner. He squinted his eyes slightly to watch Yang Wenfeng write his pen, and also watched all the scholars write their pens.

Among the strange scenes that only Xu Bowen and Wang Xiyi can see, the picture scroll world began to emerge from a blank space, and some scenes slowly emerged, and these scenes corresponded to the things reflected in the pens of those scholars.

They first saw a little overgrown grass and trees, which were like withered grass in winter, although they were a little green but lacked vitality.This is the intention shown by most ordinary people's articles. Although the heart seems to be as lush and complex as vegetation, with more and more talents and ideas, but it has no direction, and it lacks the vitality bred by the spirit and spirit. .

Someone once said that a good article is like a mountain stream. Although the trickling water is not as vast as a river, it is full of vitality and never stops. The article enters the room only after it breaks away from a pool of stagnant water and is not trapped in a barren well.

Obviously, most of these scholars have no spirit in their writing, but this is also normal. If everyone is full of writing and thinking, and all of them are brilliant, then is it unnecessary to try it?

Of course, there must occasionally be some thriving in this wild grass.Or there is a bouquet of magnolias that are lush and lush, which makes people happy; or there is a piece of cloves that smells fragrant and refreshing; or there is a weeping willow rising from the ground, with thousands of silk ribbons.

Following these prosperous scenes upstream, what you can see are the outstanding scholars sitting in front of the desks. Not surprisingly, these people have a high probability of achieving outstanding results in at least the first examination. out.

"It's true that talented people were born in the peaceful and prosperous age. It's a blessing for these scholars to be born at this time!" Looking at this world at this moment, Wang Xiyi couldn't help but think of his appearance back then.

In the troubled times, it is a daydream for scholars to have such an opportunity to share the same room and share the autumn and moon. It is a great blessing for scholars at that time to survive by luck.

In today's great peace in the world, many scholars often ask what they want with death, and what life is high or low, life and death come second, and morality comes first.In fact, Wang Xiyi often looks at these words with a mentality of believing a little but not completely.I have never lost it, and I have never been to the situation where my life is not guaranteed and I worry about life and death every day, and no one knows what will happen.

Contrary to what Wang Xiyi thought, Xu Bowen saw these intentions more as a kind of comfort, which is what he wanted to see.

"Scholars from all over the world serve one country together. If that's the case, I, Xu Bowen, will really die without regret!" Xu Bowen looked at the crowd of scholars writing with satisfaction. From this point of view, he is not so annoyed with Wang Xiyi now. complained.

"It's right for scholars to become officials, but I want to add some hope to it, hoping that they won't lose themselves in this official career. Such hope should be right!" Seeing After understanding Xu Bowen's thoughts, or seeing the article written by Yang Wenfeng in front of him, Wang Xiyi said softly!

Almost at this moment, in a certain carriage outside Yuling, a young man who was supposed to take part in the Yuling Examination was looking at the book given to him by a scholar who met by chance when he was parting. those books.Seeing the phrase "Scholars should study with sincerity, and enter the officialdom with the heart, if they can remain the same, they will be true national scholars." When the young man's heart shined like the morning dew, he whispered softly: "Mr. Wang, don't you wrong."

It is because of God's will in the dark that the question and answer of the old and the young are so far apart but so close, and the two have the same mind.

Yang Wenfeng hasn't stopped since he wrote the pen, because Wang Xiyi has been here, so Xu Bowen's eyes have always been here, and Yang Wenfeng's performance is naturally under his eyes.

"Why is this Wang Xiyi standing next to the second son of the Yang family? Could it be that the younger brother he said is the eldest son of the Yang family?" Xu Bowen was full of doubts, although he had this idea in his heart, he didn't really believe it from the bottom of his heart.

In his eyes, Yang Wenfeng's culture and luck were not a single bit in this matrix that could be seen.Not only that, at this moment, in the picture scroll of the world arranged by Wang Xiyi, in this picture scroll where you can see the scenery drawn by all the scholars, Yang Wenfeng's pen is blank.

A few days ago, Xu Bowen had also heard about Yang Wenfeng's deeds in Chunwanlou, and he had also seen or heard the poem written by the other party. At that time, he really thought that the second son of the Yang family was quite talented, and that Yang Wenfeng was extraordinary He had heard of it too, so he wasn't surprised.But he believed even more in front of his eyes, in front of his pen, there was indeed nothing and nothing.

When Xu Bowen saw that his cultural background and luck were empty, Xu Bowen also thought that what Yang Wenfeng did at the beginning might be done by others. After all, the name of Yuling's No. [-] dandy is more impressive than the recently talented Yang Erlang. The image is too profound.

He has thought about both, but Xu Bowen is one of the masters in the theory of luck, and he understands that this kind of luck is too heavy for people to bear. If Yang Wenfeng is really extraordinary, someone must have hoodwinked his luck, But to do this, even if he Xu Bowen did it, it was almost impossible to do it.

Between the shaking and the breeze, the things that are aroused in all directions are uncontrollable, not to mention the mysteries of the sky and the changes of luck.

For practitioners, even the deduction of the secrets is inevitable, and even the price of deduction of the secrets is not easy. If the deduction is like this, let alone cover up changes?

Almost no one in the world can do it, even if the people in the sky want to do it, they have to bear the sanctions brought by the rules between the heaven and the earth, and it is very clear whether there is a heavenly man Xu Bowen on the head of the Yang family, even the Yang family in this world Almost everyone in the world is an enemy, let alone the sky?

But now that Wang Xiyi is clearly looking at the second son of the Yang family differently, and all of this is so unusual, it really makes Xu Bowen a little uneasy.

"The second son of the Yang family is really a headache, so hard to figure out. If he grows up in the future, he will be afraid of my blessings and misfortunes!" Xu Bowen's eyes were confused, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

At this time, Wang Xiyi's eyes were blank in Yang Wenfeng's writing, and the way he used his writing to pave the world can completely see the talent and spirit in a scholar's chest. But now he is not at all flustered, because he believes in his husband, and he can also do it. Seeing clearly what Yang Wenfeng wrote and wrote, my heart became more stable.

"The source is clean, the flow is clean, and the action is straight. The ruler is virtuous to the minister, and the minister must never forget it. The two are sincere, and the way of heaven is also the way of man..." Yang Wenfeng felt neither happy nor happy after holding the pen. Sadly, everything he writes now will come naturally, without mixing too much of his own emotions.

This does not mean that Yang Wenfeng has no resentment or hatred in his heart. On the contrary, he only has a lot of hatred for the Tianyuan Wu family in his heart, but now this hatred is more of a personal grievance between the two of them, and he, Yang Wenfeng, will not confuse this point. .

In the final analysis, even though the current Wu family is unjust to his Yang family, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages to the people of Tianyuan. Yang Wenfeng will not refuse to admit this because of his hatred, so he chose to participate in this imperial examination normally. And his article is also very reasonable.

He wants to use the principles recognized by the whole world, and use the "rituals" in the "Book of Rites" that Tianyuan Wujia respects to tell the Emperor Tianyuan a truth, and tell him how the monarch and his ministers should behave.

"Since the younger brother's article is in front, my brother can't be too bad." Wang Xiyi looked at Yang Wenfeng's article and smiled lightly, nodded seriously, then he also stepped back to the book bench that belonged to him.

"I, Wang Xiyi, have always felt that no matter how well a scholar reads, no matter whether they can help the country or not, they can save the building from falling, but at least they should add a touch of light to this world!" Wang Xiyi, who was sitting in the examination room, also wrote a pen In his hand, although he picked up the pen, he didn't write it for a long time.

Just when Wang Xiyi was picking up his brush, a big sun suddenly rose from the ground in the world in the whole painting scroll, and that big sun shone brightly, illuminating every corner.

Almost at this moment, all the scholars in the Yuling Examination felt emotionally, their hearts became more stable and calm, and their writing became smoother.

"This Wang Xiyi, as the head of a university palace, really deserves his reputation, but why is he acting like this? Could it be to let me see the talent and image of all the candidates?" At this time, Wang Xiyi could feel it very clearly. The Confucian luck in the examination room suddenly increased, and this luck surged up from Wang Xiyi like a great river rushing into the sea.

This luck lingers in the examination room for a long time. Although it is not as powerful as the cultural luck in this world, it is not inferior. Xu Bowen tried to interfere and integrate this luck but he was not moved by him.Although this luck lingers here, the world is not moved by him, but it will be more or less absorbed by these candidates to accommodate themselves, which is another opportunity for them.

"I am able to have such an idea, write like this, and be so motivated, I am afraid that I have the help of a sage!" In another examination room, Xun You, who came from the Imperial Academy and was actually a student of Xu Bowen, murmured to himself. Nian Xiu, not to mention practicing with Xu Bowen for a long time, can naturally feel the changes at this moment.

Originally, Xun You's paintings were dots of starlight, but at this moment, the starlights in his pen began to quickly gather and rise suddenly. Under Wang Xiyi's sunlight, those starlights rose to a starry sky, although this starry sky was not as big as the big sun in the sky. Dazzling, but it is also extremely eye-catching in this picture scroll world.

The gathering of cultural and air luck is like a cloud in the sky!

After realizing the abnormality in this side, Xu Bowen showed an undisguised smile on his face. Usually, he seldom gave this junior any good looks, and he also showed that he didn't care about him, but he was very optimistic about Xun You and regarded him as a direct disciple. , now this disciple's culture and fortune are like stars shining in the sky, and he is almost the only one besides Wang Xiyi.

Just when Xu Bowen was feeling relieved, a mighty river of luck suddenly surged from another direction, and that kind of luck was reflected in the picture scroll world as a surging wave sweeping across from a certain direction, After washing and crushing those little green dead trees, the extraordinary spirit is undoubtedly revealed.

Almost at the same time, another vision appeared in this picture scroll world. It was a bright moon, bright and soft, covering a thousand miles around with a layer of hoarfrost.

The bright moon is born on the sea, and the sun and the moon coexist in the nine heavens.

Xu Bowen investigated the sources of the two stocks that were not inferior to Xun You or even surpassed them. One of them came from the Qilu Central Plains, and it was not any of the talented scholars that Xu Bowen knew well. Not obvious and nameless.The other person, Wang Xiyi, couldn't tell where the other person came from, at least his attire and habits didn't match the boundaries that Xu Bowen knew in the Tianyuan Kingdom.

"When did such an outstanding young man emerge from the abyss of heaven?" Xu Bowen felt a little uneasy, but this uneasiness was not because there was someone with a better luck than his favored Xun You.On the contrary, if this is the case, he hopes that there will be as many young people as possible, but now this phenomenon always feels a little abnormal in his heart.

This uneasiness is related to some "general trends" that Xu Bowen knows, but he faintly feels that it doesn't seem to have much to do with the "general trends".

This examination can be said to be the most unpredictable and complicated one among the several examinations since the founding of Tianyuan, but even so, even Xu Bowen felt uneasy, suspicious, and surprised. To the point of chaos.

It's very simple, he is the grand master of the dynasty in this vast and vast country, whether it is Wang Xiyi, the master of the academy, or anyone else, even the people in the sky, he has the confidence and confidence to face it, and the worst will be the worst. It is Xu Bowen's self-confidence that he won't let the other party do whatever he wants, and it is also the self-confidence of Tianyuan Kingdom, the most powerful country in the world, so Xu Bowen will just stand on the sidelines at the moment, and he wants to see how these ghosts and snakes will act as monsters.

Different from Xu Bowen, as the owner of this picture scroll world, Wang Xiyi has a deeper feeling than everyone else. He can clearly feel every flower in this world, the swaying of every grass, and how can he not feel the surging waves and the waves of the sea? What about Shengmingyue?

Wang Xiyi ignored these visions. Since he left the academy, he knew that this visit to Yuling City would not be smooth sailing. It could even be regarded as the greatest crisis in his life for him. Now these visions Although he wasn't sure, he could sense some clues, even so, he didn't respond in any way.

He, Wang Xiyi, has gone from being a farmer in the mountains to the present road. He has read so many books and understood so many principles. If so, what is there for him to be inseparable and afraid of?

He slowly placed the pen in his hand on the edge of the pen research and carefully stroked the ink on the tip of the pen, then shook his wrist. From the beginning to the end, the master of the school did not write a single word.

In the picture scroll world drawn by all the candidates, the vegetation is already lush, the sun, the moon, and the stars are born together. After that, there are several cultural images that hang down like a waterfall, or rise like a mountain. They are all here. The best readers.