Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

Chapter 77 Wearing two swords in the Chunwei examination room, discussing a Northern Expedition [Additional update for the leader of Yongye Tianchen Alliance]

The spring rains come one after another, and the end of each one means that we are one step closer to the opening of spring.

Now, spring has finally bloomed, and a grand event is blooming all over Lin'an, like apricots in spring.

For every student who studies hard, passing the exam is just the beginning. Going to Lin'an to take the exam and hitting the gold list that everyone wants to squeeze into is the ultimate goal.

The Spring Festival is held in the Wenyuan. As a holy place for scholars in Zhao Dynasty, it is not the first time that the Spring Festival is held in the Literature Institute. Many people believe that the Spring Festival is held in the Wenyuan to have a more ceremonial feel.

I sit down and feel melancholy while resting on a tall building. The peaches and plums all over the city are blooming in spring.

Under the spring breeze, the liberal arts college is full of vitality. The green grass beside the stone path has been washed by the spring rain, and the young leaves are reborn, as if they contain sharp sword intent, tearing open the entire winter envelope and wielding it towards the world.

Anle climbed up the stone steps, and the spring rain was like oil, flowing down the steps, spreading the spring breeze.

There were many literati carrying their luggage on the road, with solemn expressions and nervousness on their faces. For any student who has studied hard for ten years, the pressure of spring is extremely high, and few people can maintain a normal mind.

Not seeing many acquaintances, Anle followed the stone path and arrived at the black and white buildings of the Academy.

Walking on the bluestone road, in the distance, there are gradually more and more people. Scholars wearing Confucian shirts are queuing up, waiting to enter the liberal arts examination room.

The white walls and black tiles resemble the atmosphere of a Jiangnan water town.

Dots of greenery climb up the white wall, like embellishments in the misty and rainy landscape, becoming increasingly hazy.

In the distance, there is a familiar figure, carrying a huge luggage. The bulging luggage contains not only exam supplies, but also some food and so on.

After all, not all candidates are practitioners and can sit down for three days and three nights without eating or drinking.

Spring Festival is divided into three sessions, and each session lasts for three days. Starting from the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, students will leave the examination room once every three days and then enter the examination room to start the examination again.

It is a test for the physical fitness, will, etc. of the candidates.

But those are just ordinary candidates, they are also facing candidates from the second-ranked Jinshi ranks. If they want to hit the first-ranked Jinshi ranks, they will have to take an extra day after all exams are over.

Cultivation will be assessed.

All examinations are conducted in the Academy of Arts, even the final assessment of cultivation.

In the Literary Academy, the number of candidates who gathered was really quite large. Although the number of candidates had shrunk after the Zhao Dynasty moved south, there were still more than 3,000 candidates from all over the Zhao Dynasty.

When Anle saw Liu Yue, Liu Yue from Huating was talking to two literati with confident smiles on their faces.

"Brother An, this is Brother Xu and Brother Zhu. The cultural gathering I mentioned to you last time was organized by Brother Xu."

When Liu Yue saw An Le, his eyes brightened, and he hurriedly said hello and introduced the scribes around him.

The Confucian scholar surnamed Xu was not interested in peace and happiness. He just clasped his fists and bowed slightly, then said goodbye to Liu Yue and turned to leave with the other person.

Liu Yue looked a little embarrassed. He didn't dare to introduce Anle's name without Anle's consent. He never thought that the other party would be so disrespectful.

An Le didn't take it seriously. He didn't even have the energy of time in his body, and he wasn't a practitioner, so An Le couldn't care less about it.

When Liu Yue saw that An Le's luggage was so simple, he became more and more sure of his guess, and the smile on his face became even wider.

A well-known master painter is also an unfathomable practitioner. His status is very different from him, but he can have a very happy conversation with him. This shows that the other person is sincerely friends with him.

The queue was very long, and Anle and Liu Yue chatted while waiting.

During the process, Anle also scanned the team, and could see that there were many practitioners among them, and they had the aura of time swaying about them.

In fact, there are not many candidates who come from all over the country to compete for the first place. Most of the practitioners are studying in liberal arts colleges. They have other channels and privileges to enter the examination room, so they will not waste time waiting in line here.

Taking advantage of the gap in the queue, Liu Yue introduced An Leping's lineup of examiners for this spring.

"There are two examiners in Chunwei this time. The main examiner is Xu You, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the deputy examiner is Yan Chaoqing. There are also ten fellow examiners who serve as invigilators and observers. Of course, the person who coordinates everything in the end is To the Prime Minister of Qin."

Liu Yue took a deep breath and said.

"Prime Minister Qin coordinates everything? Why is the examiner not the Minister of Rites?" Anle asked confused.

Liu Yue was hanging out in Lin'an during this period, and he had much better information than An Le, who was practicing hard in seclusion.

"Originally, the Minister of Rites was the chief examiner, but something happened later. Because of his close relationship with the Lin Mansion, the Minister of Rites was impeached and removed from this position by the Prime Minister of Qin. He was replaced by the Minister of Rites, Zuo Shilang, who was once the Prime Minister of Qin. Students, of course, have Qin Xin’s trust.”

Liu Yue narrowed his eyes and mentioned in a low voice that he naturally did not dare to speak loudly with such gossip.

An Le nodded and frowned slightly. The Prime Minister Qin's Mansion was really pressing hard on the Lin Mansion. Even the Minister of Rites, who had some relationship with the Lin Mansion, was implicated. This move was undoubtedly to frighten the court and make everyone Fang's forces related to the Lin Mansion drew a clear line with the Lin Mansion.

The storm has begun to rise, and even standing on the edge can feel the sharpness of its stirring.

After queuing for almost half an hour, we finally approached the gate inspection area.

There was a soldier covered in armor with a sword on his waist, staring at each of the candidates coldly.

"Why do you wear a sword?"

The inspection supervisor looked at Anle and shouted sharply.

The supervisor was a cultivator. His shouting voice was mixed with mental power, and a sense of power was vaguely formed. If he was not a cultivator or a person with a weak mind, he would probably lose his mind after being shouted.

But Anle's mind was already out of the world, so he was not affected at all.

Facing the supervisor's questioning, Anle bent his fingers and knocked on the ink pool, and the ink pool rose, and a sense of mystery burst out.

"With the Little Saint Order, there are some privileges. You can enter with a sword. It can be seen that the official does not perform etiquette."

Anle said calmly.

The supervisor's mind was instantly restrained. Facing the ink pool that released its aura, he instantly thought of the An family, which is now famous in Lin'an.

After all, the story of Wang Qinhe of the Wang family challenging the An family and being crushed is still a joke after dinner.

"So it's the An family, then I am rude, you can enter with a sword."

The supervisor clasped his fists and bowed.

The ink pool returned to his waist, and Anle bowed in return. The supervisor searched Anle's luggage as a routine to prevent cheating, and some small items on his body, and then let him go immediately, and ordered someone to personally take Anle to the examination room registered on the examination card.

This scene naturally caused shock and uproar among the candidates in line.

An Dajia?

That overly young young candidate was actually An Dajia, who was famous in Lin'an and painted bamboo and galloping horses?

Or was he on the list of the Little Saints?

Even Liu Yue was shocked. He knew that An Dajia was a cultivator, but he never thought that such a prestigious cultivator could enter the examination room with a sword...

And Xu, who had just finished the search and was still collecting the messy luggage, suddenly looked ugly and secretly regretted the opportunity to curry favor with him.

That was An Dajia!

However, the candidate surnamed Xu quickly calmed down, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes. When he passed the second list of Jinshi, he would be introduced by Liu Yue, and he could establish a relationship again.

As for the questions of this spring exam, he was sure to win, and he was very confident!

After Anle said goodbye to Liu Yue, he followed the soldiers sent by the supervisor to the examination room.

The small rooms arranged according to the exam numbers on the exam card were called the exam rooms.

These days, the candidates answered questions, ate, etc. here.

Until all the questions of the spring exam were answered, they could not see each other.

It was also thanks to the fact that the Wenyuan had a large area and enough buildings to arrange the rooms for more than 3,000 candidates.

Sitting quietly in the room, Anle looked at the scenery outside.

The environment of the Wenyuan was quite good. After a spring rain, the winding paths led to secluded places. There were peach trees blooming with spring peaches on the path, and some apricot flowers blooming to welcome the beauty of spring.

The drizzle hit the black tiles of the dormitory, making a crisp sound, quite quiet.

Anle slowly closed his eyes and waited for the exam to start.

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Between the peach forest and apricot trees in the Wenyuan, there was a thatched cottage on the secluded path.

The spring rain was scattered under the spring breeze. Under the eaves of the thatched cottage, someone was making tea. The charcoal stove was boiling water, and the hot steam was like curling clouds, rushing up.

A distinguished guest came to the thatched cottage of the third master Wang Banshan today, so he made tea to welcome him.

The visitor was dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, with a solemn face, his gray beard was lightly stroked, and his eyes were a little sharp. He quietly waited for the third master's tea.

He seemed very patient and not in a hurry at all, even though the spring exam in the Wenyuan was about to begin.

"Do you have any favorite candidates for this spring exam?"

After a long time, when the third master pushed a cup of ordinary tea in front of him, the visitor took a sip and said with a smile.

"Prime Minister Qin is too kind. The students of the Academy of Literature are all my students. I am completely optimistic about them participating in the spring exam." The third master held the hot tea in both hands and chuckled.

"There are different levels of knowledge, let alone students. Everyone has their own choices of people to believe in and people to be optimistic about. The third master is also a human being, how can he be fair and not biased?"

Qin Lishi smiled faintly, but there was something behind his words.

The third master Wang Banshan looked lazy, glanced at Qin Lishi, and said: "Since Prime Minister Qin has said so, then I will say it directly. The famous An family in Lin'an, a painting of ink bamboo and a galloping horse, made me look at him with new eyes. I am optimistic that he will enter the palace to take the exam."

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became a little cold.

The smile on Qin Lishi's face disappeared, and his narrow eyes seemed to be a little cold as he stared at the Third Master.

"Third Master, this An family seems to be deeply involved with the Lin Mansion."

The Third Master took a sip of hot tea: "I don't look at the origin, I only look at his talent. The ink bamboo can show his character, and the galloping horse can show his spirit. This boy is really good."

"Being good at painting does not mean that he is good at learning. The imperial examination in spring is not about painting." Qin Lishi shook his head: "Master, you are optimistic about a painter. Where does this put those talented scholars on the Wenqu list of the Academy of Literature?"

Stand up and stop drinking tea.

He has already got the answer he wanted from the Third Master.

He came here to test the attitude of the Third Master. Since the Third Master mentioned this young man who has a deep relationship with the Lin Mansion, his attitude is self-evident, and he is more inclined to the Lin family.

Qin Lishi naturally lost interest in drinking tea.

Qin Lishi really couldn't appreciate the An family who was famous in Lin'an.

Qin Lishi naturally looked at the person that Hua Jiebing of the Lin Mansion admired with a cold eye.

"Prime Minister Qin, please go slowly. I won't see you off."

The Third Master chuckled.

Qin Lishi walked into the spring rain with his hands behind his back, and his figure gradually blurred in the mountain mist.

The third wife took a sip of tea, shook her head slightly, and murmured softly: "This spring question is a question asked by Qin Lishi. I wonder how the young man who painted ink bamboo will answer?"

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Lin Mansion, Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

In the large pond, koi fish roll from time to time, causing a gorgeous scene in the spring scenery.

After Li Youan sprinkled a handful of bait, he turned to look at Mrs. Hua, who was lying on the couch and reading quietly.

"How can you be so calm and calm?"

Li Youan smiled.

"Anle is a master of painting, but his talent can actually be seen in his paintings. The inscriptions and poems on his paintings are all extraordinary. There is no need to worry about his literary talent and talent."

"It's not a matter of suspense to be listed as a Jinshi on the first-class list. The main thing is whether you can beat the talented Confucian scholars on the literature and music list of the Academy of Arts and get a place in the imperial examination."

Mrs. Hua flipped through a page of "On Demons" and said calmly.

"There are only ten places allocated to the top 10 Jinshi in the examination in front of the palace. The rest are recommended by distinguished and talented officials. Now the recommended quota has long ended. If you can't get into the top ten, then there will be no places in the examination in front of the palace. Very hopeful.”

"Those talented Confucian scholars on the literature and music list of the Academy of Arts are all good at learning. It's really difficult for Anle to take the test before entering the palace."

Li Youan smiled softly and took a sip of Longjing from the cup: "Besides, the question this time... the question asked by Prime Minister Qin must be very tricky. With An Le's temperament, I feel suspicious."

Mrs. Hua's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"If you can't enter the palace, you won't be able to enter after the examination. The province is forced to get involved in the turmoil, causing a lot of embarrassment."

Li Youan nodded, looking at the octagonal double eaves dripping Tianbo Tower that can be seen in the corner of the waterside pavilion, and raised the corners of his lips.

"That's true, but if you haven't even passed the palace examination, it would be a pity, and even make Qingshan feel ashamed."

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"when--"

In the literary courtyard, a distant sound of a bell ringing continuously lingered in the foothills.

All the Juren candidates who entered the examination room according to the examination cards were quiet and waited for the beginning of spring.

Armor-clad soldiers, with knives on their waists, stood outside the dormitory, staring at each candidate with a fierce expression. If the candidate had the slightest suspicion of cheating, he would be pulled out mercilessly.

The sound of a bell not only silences the candidates, but also means the distribution of questions.

Officials in official robes carried sealed examination papers in baskets and began to distribute the examination papers for the first spring ceremony from room to room.

Another bell rang, as if the spring rain in the sky exploded.

This means that candidates can start marking papers.

For a moment, the sound of flipping through the papers was like waves in the vast sea, and it spread in the air above the liberal arts college in an instant. It was really like a sea of ​​​​learning.

Every Confucian student is naturally looking forward to and curious about the questions. After all, it is related to their future and future. Reading the questions carefully can help them analyze the hidden traps in the test questions and prevent them from falling into them and losing their scores.

Every candidate showed nervousness on their face.

Even practitioners who have practiced some practice frown. Although practice can increase strength, it does not have many advantages for learning.

Of course, the practitioners' competition is not the ordinary Confucian scholars who are ranked in the second list, but the practicing Confucian students who are also competing for the first rank. In this case, the pressure will be much greater.

Between the houses, there are all kinds of things in the world.

Liu Yue flipped through the test questions with a thoughtful look on his face. While polishing his ink, he was thinking about the answering methods and techniques.

The Confucian scholar surnamed Xu, who was a few rooms away from him, had a hint of joy in his eyes. Then, Lang Hao drank enough ink and couldn't wait to write.

The weather is cold in spring, with a drop of ice rain.

Anle wiped off a drop of spring rain on his face, and while polishing the ink, he reviewed all the test questions in general.

I also have some confidence and answers in my mind.

Suddenly, his ink-sharpening movements stopped, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the last question in the paper.

The question was very short, but Anle's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Five hundred years have passed since the great Zhao Dynasty moved to the south. Emperor Yuan Meng is still angry and has conquered thousands of miles. He has countless powerful generals under his command. Question: On the subject of the Northern Expedition or not."

ps: I overestimated myself. I still can’t finish writing before twelve o’clock. The third update is here, and I will add an update for the leader! Keep asking for a wave of monthly tickets to hit the new book monthly ticket list!