[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

Yun Yuan rushed back to Chang'an overnight, and flying was not allowed in the capital, so he jumped down in mid-air and landed firmly in front of the magnificent city gate.

"Who is coming?" The night was misty, everything seemed to be wrapped in smoke, making people drowsy.But Yun Yuan's behavior suddenly woke up the soldiers guarding the gate.

"Daliang Yunyuan, come to the state for an exam." Yunyuan handed out the sign and walked in smoothly.What he didn't know was that the man leaning lonely on the tower opened his eyes the moment he spoke, and entered the city at the same time as him.

"Fusheng Building." Yun Yuan stood still in front of a luxurious restaurant, the entire restaurant was illuminated by golden lights, the light red lanterns hung on the eaves were soft and peaceful, and the crowds coming and going were laughing and playing, which was completely different from outside the city The liveliness and festivities made him feel as if he had passed away.Unknowingly, have I been so far away from the lives of mortals?

It is said that he and Lu Buqun met because of Floating Life Wine back then, and today they came to the source, but wanted to taste the authentic wine, I wonder if it really makes people dream of Floating Life?

Yun Yuan stepped into the Fusheng Building, the right half of the restaurant was covered with a red carpet, and the left half was full of neat and elegant tables and chairs. The interior is decorated in soft tones, making people forget that the climate is changing from warm to cold.Those princes and nobles sat in the upstairs compartment, listening to the singing girls babbling.There is no accommodation here, but when Lu Buqun opened this restaurant, he left a few rooms on the top floor, which happened to be cheaper for Yun Yuan.

He leaned on the warm mattress and drank wine tiredly, took out the famous books in this world from the kit and began to read.As soon as he fell into a trance, mourning bells sounded from the city tower, and it spread throughout Chang'an in an instant, and the lights that had been resting in every house were scattered again, and it was unknown what happened.

It seems that someone important has died.Yun Yuan frowned and opened the window, the bell kept ringing for a long time, and the howling evening wind seemed to be whimpering.There was a commotion from the resplendent imperial palace, presumably some civil servant or general died.Recently, the battle situation is very tense. The ghost race and the demon race are attacking each other, and the anger is getting bigger and bigger, while the monster race and the human race are on the verge of breaking out. This year's state test may be related to the war.

Yun Yuan thought wildly for a while, the stamina of the drink slowly surged up a little, and he fell asleep indulgently after taking a bath.

And on the bricks and tiles of the Fusheng Building, a man toasted to invite the bright moon, stayed up all night, as if he was guarding the cubicle below him.His drinking movements are different from Yun Yuan's wantonness, first he drank by himself gracefully and calmly, then he unconsciously became hurried, his perfect thin lips showed a wry smile that made the moon worry.

"Crazy." Who is he?Who else?That Qi Guang, who is so beautiful, is really trapped in the cage called emotion, unable to struggle, unwilling to struggle.

The termination of the contract failed, he couldn't leave Yunyuan for more than ten days at all, the piercing pain was alright, the key was that the persistence of not getting what he wanted made Xian crazy.He concealed it very well, at least on the outside he is still supernatural, at least he can analyze his situation rationally.

Listening to the gentle breathing downstairs, Qi Guang slowly took out the piano and raised his hand to caress it.The tune played casually has nothing to do with Fengyue, and the soft voice is scattered only into Yun Yuan's ears, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.As long as Qi Guang sees the other party, his restless soul seems to calm down naturally. Only then does he feel that he can be chic and free again, and smile at the world.

The state examination came under such an atmosphere. Yun Yuan was just about to enter the examination room when he caught a glimpse of those people who were waving to him not far away, and he couldn't help but smile on his usually indifferent face.

"Sister, everyone." Mo Tiangong was dissatisfied with Yun Yuan's deliberate differential treatment.

"Boy, do you talk like that? Brother Ye and I came to send the exam, but you are so perfunctory!" Mo Tiangong and Yun Yuan are close friends, and it is only normal to joke around.Ye Gucheng was only passing through Qin State, and he would go to another battlefield to hone the next day.

"I have worshiped a half-sage of Qin Dao as my teacher, and I have left Fengyue Tower. From now on, you don't have to worry about it." Yun Yi helped Yun Yuan tidy his robes, and instructed in a low voice.

"Sister knows your talent, so just try your best." She looked at her brother who was already taller than her. The former boy seemed to have passed a dazzling age and became more and more unfathomable.The young man's robe made him look full of nobility, just like the two people beside him, as if they were born on the top of a mountain.

"I see, sister." Yun Yuan responded to his sister's nagging, but stared at Mo Tiangong out of the corner of his eyes.This guy didn't even tell himself that he came to take the exam. If he saw it by chance, wouldn't they be ready to talk?

"I'll wait for you to publish in the newspaper." At this time of year, only the top three Jinshi from various countries will be published in the newspaper. Although Ye Gucheng is reticent, it is quite encouraging.

"I wish you high school." Mo Tiangong smiled unruly, he completely lost the appearance of being disturbed by Qionghua before, and it seemed that the matter had been resolved.

"It should be like this." Yun Yuan touched his fist, turned and walked into the examination room.This time he felt much happier, and the corners of his eyes and brows were all relaxed.Yun Yuan passed by a stranger unconsciously, the cold peach blossom fragrance made him stop in place, the next second, he resisted the urge to turn around, restrained his expression and stepped into the examination room, but the fragrance did not dissipate for a long time .

Is it Qi Guang... Yun Yuan shook his head and stopped thinking about it, how could it be possible?

The bell that symbolized the start of the exam was the same as last year, but the soft paper in front of Yun Yuan did not show any handwriting, but blood gradually spread from the bottom, which was thrilling and shocking.

"This!!" Someone next door couldn't help exclaiming, but the invigilator waved his hand to silence him.The hustle and bustle of the examination room didn't last long, and the terrifying blood condensed into a few lines of profound writing, which said: "The second-rank general of the Qin State passed away on the main battlefield. Please sing a poem to see him off."

"Those who don't want to write will leave on their own; those who are not dignified will be expelled from the examination room!" It is obviously a temporary change of the examination questions, and one can guess one or two by thinking of the death knell many days ago.The human race's state examination for so many years has rarely stated the words to drive people away, which is the minimum respect for the soldiers who have dedicated their lives to the human race.

From the second-rank general, from the state of Qin, could it be that person?Yun Yuan was about to write some poems, but suddenly he paused, tearing up the paper that was about to glow golden.If it was really him who died... Among the generals of the Qin State, there was a very special person named Sang He.

This man is the son of a guilty minister. He studied Confucianism for the prince when he was young. Later, his father became a demon.

The prince finally became the emperor, but he was afraid that he would not dare to appoint him.Knowing that his identity is sensitive, Sang He swore to the saints that he would never betray the human race, but he took the initiative to ask for orders to go to the central battlefield for half a year when he was clearly innocent.Then he devoted himself to the main battlefield of the human race, returning to the country once every ten years, and went to the front line in less than a few days.

Even so, he rejected all solicitations from other countries, as if he was only loyal to Qin in this life.

After wandering between blood and fire for so many years, and sustaining under the shadow of death for so many years, Sanhe finally went.He has a relationship with the current emperor of Qin State to some extent.This is the first time that a literati is asked to write such a poem in the state test!If there is no love, how could the ambitious emperor of Qin State ask to change such an important test question for just one person?

The facts were as Yun Yuan guessed.The emperor who has been on the throne for decades is now sitting alone on the dragon chair, and he is the only one left in the empty hall.

"Sanghe, today is the tenth year." The tall man said with a sullen face, not knowing who to tell.

Back then, Sang He was supposed to be exiled into the army according to the law, so he begged his father to let him enter the academy and start over.But the bestowal of the superior is limited. He became an emperor, and he can no longer show the slightest emotion to the person who accompanied him when he was young. more brilliant.

"Sang He, you missed the appointment." The emperor suddenly laughed lowly, with a broad hand resting between his tired brows, and Sang He was probably the only person who was a little closer to him.When they were young, they rode horses and practiced archery together, danced and played ink together, but they didn't expect that in just a hundred years, things have changed.

From now on, there may be only emperors in power in this world, and there will be no pure princes anymore.

"Your majesty, I'm here." The man stood up with the dragon chair on his back, as if he was getting tired of hearing the words spoken by someone who didn't exist behind him.

"Sanghe, this is the last gift I can give you." Sanghe never married and has no descendants. As an emperor, he can only try to let the scholars of the world remember that there is such a great Confucian in the world.The emperor couldn't have any regrets. He let him go away that day, and he thought of such a day.

"Let's go, they're all gone. Now that you're gone, let's go..." The hoarse voice disappeared with the wind, explaining the reason for this test question.

Yun Yuan doesn't know the inside story, but only knows Sang He's iron-blooded loyalty, his hero's twilight, and his frustration.When the young man lifts the jade pen, the end of the pen is wild and willful.

"Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk..." Yun Yuan wrote this poem with blood mixed with clear water, hoping to express his condolences to the hero.The opening chapter is extremely heroic, but the half-drunk and half-awake haze makes people feel sad.

"Dream back to the horn-blowing company." The long horn sounded like a wail, filling the examination room.While others were still contemplating, Yun Yuan had already attracted a vision.

"Babailifen's subordinates are burning, fifty strings are turning outside the fortress, and soldiers are on the battlefield in autumn!" He did not write the memorial text sadly, but portrayed the pride of Sanghe who led millions of soldiers to conquer the battlefield!The image of a general is almost vivid on the paper, and the sound of war drums explodes in everyone's ears!

"The horse made by Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt." At that time, Sanghe was almost invincible, and his blood and resentment went to the battlefield, which made the Yaozu's heart tremble.The battle depicted in the poem is so heroic and powerful that some unsteady people can hardly hold their pens.

Who is writing poetry!Who is such a genius!

"Fix the king's affairs in the world, and win the fame before and after his life..." The victorious song was played with high spirits.Yun Yuan will never know what kind of scene happened in the Qin Palace when he wrote this sentence!

"Your majesty, I'm here." Sang He, who had a young and elegant face, but his temples were already turning white, knelt on one knee in the hall, speaking words that the emperor thought he would never hear.Literati do not kneel to the sky or to the ground. He is probably the first emperor to make a Confucian kneel down.

"Sanghe..." The emperor with his back to the hall almost lost his voice and didn't even dare to turn his head.The verse written by Yun Yuan was suddenly read by Sang He's image, and he didn't stop until he said, "Enter the affairs of the king and the world".

"Sanghe failed to do it, I can't afford to say that." Sanghe smiled wryly, he had already died before the war was quelled.

The last sentence was written on Yun Yuan's side - "It's a pity that it happened in vain!"

As soon as this sentence fell, it was like an eagle fighting against the sky was suddenly pierced by an arrow and fell.Sanhe, who was kneeling with his head bowed, began to slowly dissipate, and he finally failed to wait for the tall man to look back.Both parties know that since they are dead, it is better not to see each other.

Just after he had completely disappeared, the emperor turned around.

"Sanghe, you can't do anything in the world. Sanghe, if you can't do it, I can't do it either." The emperor sat back on the dragon chair, reached out his hand to touch the corners of his dry eyes, and suddenly thought of what his father had done to him. What he said: "If no one can make you cry anymore, if no one can move your face anymore, then it's okay for me to abdicate immediately."

For the only time, the emperor began to loathe such a cold dragon chair.

"Who made this poem? Is it him?" He put aside this ridiculous thought, regained his composure, and began to think.

The Yun Yuan who was valued by the half-sage seemed to be in the state examination this year. Except for him, he didn't think anyone else could shock the world so far and call back the souls of the dead.

"If it's really you, if you really entered the top three, what's the problem with giving you the number one prize?"

The emperor murmured, his back couldn't stretch anymore, and he fell back on the luxurious dragon chair.