Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 78 The article was first written and the stele was moved, and the pen was filled with sword energy [ask for a monthly ticket]

The rain falls on the mandarin duck tiles in the catalpa, and a little light sound comes with it.

The cold spring breeze blows in the simple house, making people feel cold and goosebumps.

After the preliminary examination, An Le had a little grasp of the first question of Chun Wei this time, but the last question made him frown.

Whether the Northern Expedition or not... This question actually appeared in the Chunwei exam questions. When the candidates answered this question, they did not answer the question, and it could even be said to be a statement of their position.

"Qin Xiang's unified examination, this question... Could it be that Qin Xiang asked the question."

An Le chuckled, shook his head, and probably guessed a lot about it.

Slowly clearing the thoughts of this question in his mind, in fact, for An Le, the answer to this question is almost ready to come out.

And this answer will definitely not be appreciated by the person who made the question, and it may even be scored as zero by the person who made the question.

Therefore, An Le needs to obtain all the points that he will get from other places. This is the safest way. In the case of discarding a big question, he can get all the other points and then he can steadily reach the rank of Jinshi.

After grinding the ink, An Le dipped the brush in his hands and began to do the questions on the paper.

Perhaps because of the practice, the memory has improved a lot, and the books I have read are all engraved in my mind, whether it is the original reading memory of this body, or the reading memory from time travel, all of them come to my mind.

Dyed with ink, writing on snow-white paper, Rusha softly recalls, like a person dragging his legs and feet in the desert, outlining and leaving various traces.

In the first session of Chunwei, the content of the test was very complicated. The content of books such as "Ritual Words", "Holy Words", "Jingjing", "Demon Theory" were all within the scope of the questions.

"Dangdang, the people are incompetent; Wei and Wei, they have success, and Huan has articles."

For example, this question comes from a famous paragraph in "Holy Words". His achievements are too outstanding, like rays of light shining in all directions.

When answering the question, it is necessary to first praise the educational achievements of the ancient sages, name the things that the sages did to benefit the people, and what talents they used, and then express their determination to learn from the sages to do things that benefit the people and make contributions to the people. Big business and more.

In fact, there are many such questions, and the main thing is to look at the review questions.

For example, there is a question, the title is very simple: "Water, fire, metal, wood, earth, and grain are only repaired."

This is a question from the "Jingjing", which needs to be examined carefully. The seemingly simple question is actually quite complicated to solve the question. Water can irrigate, fire can cook, gold can cut, and wood can Prosperity, the soil can be planted, and the grain can be nourished. It is the six prefectures, and it is the natural birth of heaven and earth to nurture all creatures.

Therefore, we have another way of thinking, virtue is good governance, and government is to support the people. The government of the sages is to help the people to handle and arrange the six governments well, so that the weather will be smooth, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, so it is only repair. After solving the problem in this way, it will naturally be easy It's time to answer.

An Le dipped his pen in the ink and wrote on the roll of paper. He didn't use Banqiao script, but a serious font, which paid attention to neatness and clarity.

Rolling noodles is quite important.

Each question is actually a process of the question maker's examination of the candidates, a process of secretly competing, and even hidden the question maker's careful thinking.

There are many questions where the question maker only extracts a short paragraph and asks the candidates to answer. If you have not read the full text or even recited the full text silently, it is easy to get wrong answers.

For example, one title says: "Given the 'Scholar's First Knowledge' and the word 'Wen'."

This question is extremely insidious, because it hides the stem of the second half of the question. The original sentence reads "Scholars first learn about tools, then literature and art". impression.

Doing the problem is a process of intrigue, but with Anle's current mental strength, it doesn't feel too much effort.

In the Meixin Niwan Palace, the sword furnace contains the sonorous sword energy.

Even in the process of doing the questions again and again, the mind grows slowly, and doing the questions is also a rejuvenation, and even, there is an air of calligraphy and ink, which is absorbed by the ink pool on the waist.

The ink pool is the sword of scholarly fragrance, there is fragrance in the painting, and there is fragrance in the book, both can raise the rank of the ink pool.

Before you know it, time passes like sand between your fingers.

As night fell and the spring rain pattered, the lamps prepared by the candidates were lit up one after another in the examination room of the Academy of Arts, like sparks in the dark night, creating a hazy haze.

Heavy curtains densely block out lights.

The wind is uncertain, people are quiet at the beginning, and tomorrow the peach blossoms should be full of peach blossoms.

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After the test papers were released, the outside world also got specific test questions.

In many honorable mansions, there are already Confucian scholars analyzing the examination questions and answering the examination questions. After some candidates leave the examination room, they can check the answers so that they can know the answers.

Of course, more mansions are purely out of curiosity about the exam questions.

Lin Mansion, Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

Li You'an, Lin Siye and Mrs. Hua were chatting, the three of them enjoyed the spring rainy night on the water pavilion, and looked at some unique topics on the paper by the light of the candlelight.

"Great Zhao moved south for [-] years, and Emperor Yuanmeng still swallowed thousands of miles, with countless powerful generals under his command. Ask: whether to discuss the Northern Expedition or not."

Mrs. Hua lazily muttered the title of this question.

In the Tianbo water pavilion, there was a slightly playful chuckle suddenly.

"Sure enough, it's a question that only the Prime Minister Qin would ask."

Li Youan sneered and shook his head.

"This question is obviously a question of dividing positions. You don't need to think about this question, and you will lose a point."

Li Youan took a sip of tea in the dark, and said.

There was also a flash of speechlessness in Lin Siye's eyes, he shook his head and sighed lightly.

"Because of everyone's temperament, this question will definitely give the answer to the Northern Expedition. The picture of galloping horses can show his spirit, and he has the green hills given by his predecessors. If he chooses to follow the question and give up the Northern Expedition and maintain the current situation, then It's really ridiculous."

"It's not the style of Master An to lower your eyebrows and bend your waist."

Fourth Master Lin was very confident.

Li You'an and Mrs. Hua naturally understand this truth.

"Looking at it now, Anle won't even be able to enter the imperial examination..."

Mrs. Hua pursed her red lips and couldn't help saying.

In the Tianbo water pavilion, the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Li You'an held the hot tea, sipped it lightly and smiled: "That's not necessarily the case, the test before entering the palace is also easy, except for this big question, you just need to answer all the other questions correctly, it's not too difficult."

Fourth Master Lin gave Li Youan a sideways look, you are the number one scholar, are you amazing?
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For ordinary literati and Confucian scholars, they need to rest when it is late at night, so that they can continue to answer questions tomorrow if they have enough energy.

But for practitioners, the mind is full of energy, shining like a scorching sun, and they can be clear-sighted without sleep.

It was late at night, but An Le was still answering questions.

Except for the big question of whether to discuss the Northern Expedition or not, the other topics are not too difficult for An Le. He was able to gain fame in his predecessors because of his age.

A lot of knowledge and many questions are engraved in his mind. When he thinks, he is like a peach blossom with petals blown down by the spring breeze. Those answers are recorded on the peach blossom. He only needs to twist a peach blossom and copy the answers on it.

The first scene of Chunwei lasted for three days, but An Le only had one day, so he answered all the questions in sevens and eighties.

Finally, An Le turned to the last big question of "On the Northern Expedition or not".

His eyes fell on it, and he stared intently for a long time.

Now among the royal family of Great Zhao, there are actually quite a few advocates for the Northern Expedition, but most of them are martial arts generals, such as General Ye Longsheng, Wu Kui Di Zang and other strong men.

However, most of the Confucian scholars in the Academy of Arts were unwilling to the Northern Expedition, thinking that the Northern Expedition was not just a matter for generals, but a matter for all the people in the world. One of the main causes of Wu Temple's increasingly fierce disputes over the past 500 years.

Reasons such as standpoint, orthodoxy, knowledge, etc. directly led to the intensification of the contradiction between the two, and they fought against each other endlessly.

An Le rested his chin in one hand, bathed in candlelight, and began to think. For him, this question already had an answer.

Great Zhao moved south for [-] years, the prosperity was like a dream, and the bones were ecstasy. He had already wiped out the fighting spirit of too many people, and forgot the heroic and extremely sad move to the south. But Anle was different. He once watched Zhao Huangting In those golden years, I witnessed that tragic song with my own eyes.

He had seen generals weeping blood and howling unwillingly, civil and military officials knelt on the ship plank, weeping and blaming themselves facing their homeland, and he had seen someone so angry that he picked up a broken bamboo sword and killed the emperor Yuanmeng who was number one in the world.

Just like the phrase "Aspiration to eat the meat of the barbarians hungry, and laughing and talking about thirsting for the blood of the Huns, can the resentment in the heart be relieved."

Qin Xiang, as someone who strongly opposed the Northern Expedition, since he asked this question, the purpose is self-evident, which is to screen and beat.

An Le is very clear that he probably won't get much points for this question.

That being the case, the careful answer is meaningless, why not let go of the answer, write freely, and express your heart!
Thinking of this, the corners of An Le's lips twitched.

My mind was slightly excited, I dipped my pen in the ink, pondered for a while, and began to write in the blank space of the paper:
"Since ancient times, when emperors came to rule the world, they have always lived in the middle land to control the barbarians, and the barbarians have stayed outside to worship the middle land. It is unknown that the barbarians are in the middle land to rule the world..."

After the beginning of the chapter, An Le's eyes were bright, and the more he read, the more excited he became. As the Canglang River went north, he saw so many generals weeping and crying blood, and he felt unwilling.

"The cycle of fortune, the prosperity of the middle earth, among the billions of trillions, should be born a saint, drive out the barbarians, restore the middle earth, set up the principles and disciplines, and save the people..."

"Cover me the people of Middle-earth, God will order my people of Middle-earth to be safe, how can the barbarians be ruled! I am afraid that the middle-earth will be polluted for a long time, and the living people will be disturbed, so I should work hard to clarify it, aiming to drive away the barbarians and eliminate the riots." , so that the people get what they want, the shame of the earth in the snow!"

The central idea of ​​the article is to drive out the Tartars and restore China!

Advocate the Northern Expedition!

Outside the house.

In the dead of night, with the rapid spring rain, a heavy rain came suddenly, and the rain fell like the wrath of the sky, falling on the world, and the peach blossoms scattered all over the mountain!
An Le wrote a book in a hurry, feeling the sound of the rainstorm, like the howling of thousands of troops and horses.

The image of watching the old man's passing gold all emerges before his eyes, and the emotions of lamentation, roaring, crying, etc. on the Canglang River all come to his mind.

Anyway, I let go of writing, and An Lezi didn't have the slightest psychological burden.

Qin Xiang?

My bird you?
This article even vaguely has the meaning of a call to arms, and its ambition is as heroic as the brilliant sun melting the mountain snow!
When the pen falls, the wind and rain startle, and Wen Cheng weeps to ghosts and gods!
The torrential rain this night seemed to echo the articles on the title of An Le Scroll!

The strong spirit of calligraphy and ink surged out, and the sword furnace between An Le's brows seemed to be trembling constantly when writing this article, and the sword energy was clanging with intent.

The torrential rain outside the house, like a waterfall of melting swords, echoes with Anle's eyebrow sword furnace constantly, growing stronger and clanging, almost gushing out.

The ink pool at the waist trembled continuously, and suddenly floated up, and the sword light in the hall was long, it was the ink pool slack.

The air of calligraphy and ink is continuously integrated into the ink pool, causing the rank of the ink pool to continue to improve, vaguely breaking the fifth rank!
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In the Academy of Arts, the path in the forest leads to a secluded place, leading directly to the thatched cottage.

Under the thatched hut, the charcoal stove burns boiling water, and the heat rises.

The third master sat under the eaves, with wrinkles on his old face, watching the increasingly heavy rain, every drop of rain seemed to hide a bit of chill.

The third master got up, and the Confucian shirt was instantly soaked from the spring rain. He stretched out his hand and picked up a grain of rain. He stared at the raindrops with cloudy eyes, only feeling that there were some calligraphy and ink hidden in the raindrops.

"Is it because of Chunwei?"

"It doesn't look like it, someone is writing a chilling article..."

The third master narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly, the third master suddenly looked into the depths of the academy, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Taking one step forward, the noisy and majestic torrential rain was suddenly cut into two halves, like a curtain being pulled apart.

In the depths of the Academy of Arts, there is no word Wenqu stele.

The third master floated over, and a Confucian shirt fluttered in the wind.

Not only him, but also a figure strolling in the rain, wearing a Confucian shirt, it is the second master Pang Ji with whom he shared the ink bamboo painting before.

"Second Master."

A smile appeared in the eyes of the third master, watching him appear, he couldn't help bowing.

The second master also responded with etiquette.

However, as soon as the two bowed to each other, their minds were moved, and they couldn't help but look in a direction, where the wind and rain seemed to freeze, and the sound of footsteps came slowly.

A rickety old figure walked in the rain, as if shrinking to an inch.

It looks like it is dying, but the majesty of the mind is pervading, as if a single thought can make countless showers, and all of them will go against the current and return to heaven.

"Master."

Seeing this, the third master Wang Banshan and the second master Pang Ji couldn't help being surprised, they never thought that tonight they would provoke this senior master to leave the customs.

The old Confucian scholar walked up to the two of them, and bowed in return. The three old men stopped talking, and all looked at the wordless Wenqu stele in the depths of the Wenyuan.

"Wenqu monument moved, did you all notice it?"

The doctor spoke in a hoarse voice, slowly.

"The Wenqu stele is the treasure of our Wenqu stele. It is as meaningful as the Wukui stone in the Wu Temple. Those talented scholars and scholars on the Wenqu list will read their favorite articles in front of the Wenqu stele, except for Li Youan and Na Shan. The master Su Zhanxian caused the Wenqu stele to move, but he never moved again..."

The second master, Pang Ji, frowned and thought: "Perhaps it was during this spring that a talented person came out and wrote an article that was recognized by the Wenqu stele, which caused the Wenqu stele to move."

Third Master Wang Banshan stroked his beard, his eyes flickered with thought.

The doctor raised his hand and lightly plucked the stele of Wenqu, a wisp of literary spirit seemed to escape from it, lingering around his fingertips.

"It's meaningless to guess. I'll just wait and see. The article that can move the Wenqu stele is still somewhat exciting."

The three masters immediately smiled.

The next moment, the torrential rain parted the curtain, and the three of them stepped out, following the direction of the erratic literary energy.

Unknowingly, the three of them broke through the rain, but they came to a house without a sound, and looked up.

Then you can see in that house...

The corners of the young man's lips fluttered, he wrote quickly, and the ink pool flew by.

The mind is full of ambition, and the sword is full of heaven and earth!
　This chapter is too difficult to write. I checked the information and wrote it. I got up at [-] o’clock and wrote until now. The article written by Ling Anle, the excerpt is adapted from Zhu Yuanzhang’s Conquest of the Yuan. If you are interested, you can read it. Only after reaching the top ten will it be exposed, please support everyone~ Thank you, Lao Li!

　
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