Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 29 New Skill, Memory Recall
The old servant of the Wang family hurriedly introduced Zhao Wujiang, and then retreated.

Zhao Wujiang and Wang Yifang looked at each other, their eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Lord Wang, I have admired your name for a long time, but seeing him today is really extraordinary."

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao holds an important position at such a young age, it's really admirable."

The two scholars first exchanged business ideas, and then Zhao Wujiang also sat down on the floor.

Wang Yifang looked at Zhao Wujiang, and found that this son was very handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he also had a kind of calmness and humility rarely seen in the younger generation.

"Forgive me, I have been an official in the court for many years, and I have met many colleagues, but Mr. Zhao has a very strange face, I don't know."

Wang Yifang asked out his doubts. It would not be ordinary people who could be the proctors of the imperial examinations, but he had never seen or even heard of the person in front of him.

"I'm a villager from the mountains. I'm just an unknown person. I was appreciated by the emperor, so I was given the vain job of Secretary Lang, and I also served as the proctor of the imperial examination."

Wang Yifang smiled. Would it be someone unknown to be an invigilator?

"I don't know what Mr. Zhao is talking about in Zangshu Pavilion?"

"Isn't the imperial examination about to take place? I'm afraid that I will be less talented, so I come to eat the millet. I think about what I can do for the scholars in the world."

Wang Yifang became interested and asked, "Then what does Mr. Zhao think about the imperial examination?"

"The imperial examination may be the fairest exam in most people's life, and you can get some good rankings through your own efforts.

Maybe you can't touch the top spot, but at least it can make your future journey smoother! "

The imperial court is dark, so it is rare for someone to think like me... Wang Yifang laughed a couple of times, as if trying to relieve his depression.

"Brother Zhao, do you know what the invigilator is supposed to do?"

"Supervise the imperial examination examiners, monitor the imperial examination candidates, and strive for a fair imperial examination environment."

"That's right! Brother Zhao, you should have entered the officialdom not long ago, and you haven't even entered the court yet."

"Master Wang has good eyesight."

"It's not that I have eyes, but I see that you still have the same original intention and the integrity of a scholar. But if you have been an official for many years and face many strife, can you still maintain your integrity?"

Zhao Wujiang did not hide his thoughts, saying:

"I don't know what the future will be like, now, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future."

"Okay! A good sentence, but don't worry about your future if you do good deeds. If there are so many scholars in my Tang Dynasty, if they can all be like your little brother Zhao, why should my Tang Dynasty not be prosperous?"

Wang Yifang stood up excitedly, his hands were shaking and his face was glowing red.

The excitement retreated, the light in Wang Yifang's eyes dimmed, and he murmured: "It's a pity that too many people have forgotten my generation of scholars, and should do something great. Brother Zhao, I hope you and I can become close friends in the future, so I will bid farewell."

Looking at Wang Yifang's leaving back, Zhao Wujiang felt a long-lost throbbing, and at the same time understood why he was the invigilator.

He has a clean background and has not belonged to any faction since he entered the palace.

The imperial examination invigilator is not only the examinee, but also the examiner.

Li Zhi needed a clean person, so he had Zhao Wujiang.

Li Zhi needed a man of integrity, so he had Wang Yifang.

The imperial examination is afraid of injustice.

Li Zhi sent two people to guard against injustice and fraud.

A flash of light flashed in Zhao Wujiang's mind, and he murmured softly: "Could it be that Li Zhi had a premonition that there would be fraud in this imperial examination?"

……

Back to the residence.

Sandalwood incense floated in the room, Zhao Wujiang sat quietly on the bed like an old monk.

He talked a lot with Wang Yifang today and gained a lot of information.

Now he wants to test his own skill "Memory Recall". He didn't test it in the Library Pavilion of the Secretary's Ministry before, for safety, because he doesn't know what state he will be in when he uses the skill.

Zhao Wujiang emptied himself physically and mentally, and then used his skills.

In an instant, he felt his body fall, as if falling into the water-like air.

Zhao Wujiang opened his eyes, the scene in front of him made him short of breath, he couldn't believe it, at this moment he "returned" to the Cangshu Pavilion of the Secretary's Ministry.

He stabilized his mind and looked around.

When he turned around, he was startled.

He found that there was another self standing in front of him. At this moment, "Zhao Wujiang" in front of him was carefully flipping through "Great Work Supplements".

Is this "memory recall"?

Returning to the memory scene, observing everything in the memory in all directions. Zhao Wujiang was horrified.

The strength of the skill "Memory Recall" far exceeded his imagination!
He closed his eyes, and the memory scene built by his skills collapsed in an instant, and he returned to reality.

"call!"

Zhao Wujiang took a long breath and felt a little tired. Obviously, using skills consumes a lot of his mental power.

I just don't know whether the degree of consumption is related to the length of time to stay in the memory scene.

How is the memory scene constructed?
Can you touch objects in the scene?

Zhao Wujiang decided to try the "memory recall" skill again, and at the same time test whether the passage of time is the same as the outside world when staying in the memory scene.

He slowly closed his eyes, activated his skills, and felt his body begin to sink again.

This time, he chose to go back to the memory scene of meeting Changsun Wuji in the Queen's bedroom. He wanted to see if he could open the box under Fengta's pillow.

Zhao Wujiang felt calm physically and mentally, he slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a female boudoir.

He saw "Zhao Wujiang" with a nervous expression hiding behind the bed curtain, and the sonorous voice of his eldest grandson Wuji came from his ears.

He looked at the reddish-brown wooden box under Wang Huang's pillow. If he guessed correctly, it should contain some of Wang Huang's secrets.

Zhao Wujiang reached out to touch the wooden box, and when he got close to the wooden box, the wooden box blurred, and Zhao Wujiang caught nothing.

"it is as expected"

Zhao Wujiang sighed.

Although he knew there was a high probability that this would be the case, he still had a fluke mentality at the beginning, hoping that he could change the memory scene, card system skill bugs, and steal secrets.

Zhao Wujiang wondered if he could stay in the memory scene for a long time, and decided to try it.

Time passed by, Changsun Wuji left, Queen Wang opened the bed curtain, and after talking for a while, "Zhao Wujiang" left the room.

As Queen Wang slowly closed the door, the memory scenes began to slowly collapse, and finally all disappeared, and everything around them turned into nothingness.

Zhao Wujiang felt a pulling force, and his consciousness was forcibly pulled back to reality.

Immediately afterwards, waves of dizziness flooded his brain, and Zhao Wujiang felt his body being hollowed out.

I didn't expect the load to be so heavy this time.

He looked at the water leak used for timekeeping in the corner of the room, and calculated that there was at least ten times the gap between the time in memory recall and the time in reality.

Zhao Wujiang slowly took out a bottle of elixir from the medicine box, and there were tablets in the bottle, which were the divine treasure tablets that he had refined long ago.

Divine treasure film, make up for the overdrawn spiritual consciousness.

He collapsed on the bed, his body desperately absorbing the medicine.

After a while, he "lived" energetically again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Master Zhao? Are you inside?"

(End of this chapter)