Thunderbolt, my brother can't wait!

Ever since she returned from Pujieyan last time, Meng Qianxun's learning soul has been burning. She has transformed into a candlestick in front of the desk, a stone pillar on the martial arts arena, and a ghost in the library, eager to enrich herself day and night. This is the case at night, except for three hours a day to sleep, she is burning her life to study!

I have carried out the assiduous spirit of learning from death as long as I am not dead. I feel that I am going to die every day and I will pour medicine and supplements. If it is more serious, I will find a doctor for emergency treatment.

This kind of feeling of spending Jia Minggong's resources and money to enrich yourself, don't be too happy!From Meng Qianxun's own experience, she was so refreshed that even after drinking the medicine, she felt the sour taste in the medicine, which was very interesting.

After maintaining such a strong learning motivation for two years, Meng Qianxun also found a reason to go out to study. In fact, she never thought that Jia Minggong would agree. Maybe the weak really don't deserve his attention. After leaving the killer's den, Meng Qianxun Chihiro found an academy branched from the Confucian school, and plunged into studying hard.

Why not go directly to a famous school to study, Meng Qianxun also thought about it, but, but most of the Confucian school organizations are mixed with some bad things, which do not meet her needs of holding her thighs for her life, and it is too difficult to study in a difficult situation, and she began to miss Compulsory education in modern society, huh.

The academy is a small academy under the branch of Confucianism, and the teaching is not bad. At least it can solve Meng Qianxun's doubts, and it also satisfies her desire to adapt to the atmosphere of Confucianism in advance. Confucianism also has its own system for its operation. , that is, a happy hometown exclusively for cultural people.

Thinking of this, Meng Qianxun couldn't help sighing, isn't this the fucking system, people can't escape the system anywhere, and the end of the different world is also a system.

No matter which world she is in, as an ordinary person, she can only change her destiny by reading books and cross classes!

But!Meng Qianxun really wants to cry, the establishment of Confucianism is so difficult to test, everyone in Confucianism is an educated person, of course you have to be a bit of an educated person, that is to say, in addition to being excellent in reading, you also need to have a few million points Not to mention that you are proficient in everything, at least you must have a few passable ones, a lot of rough proficiency, for a person like Meng Qianxun who has no elegance, the way to learn is really difficult. Too tragic.

During the leisure and entertainment tea party, even when drinking tea with her classmates, Meng Qianxun always had a dull face. What is the difference between their tongues and her own tongue? !

What is the difference between well water and snow water? !What about pH, her tongue is not a test strip. . .

Does the same tea grow in different places have different flavors? . .This is not in line with the law of species evolution. . .

In terms of reading, Meng Qianxun is outstanding, and the master exclaimed that she is a great genius, but when it comes to literature and art, if the master hadn't collected tuition fees and huge red envelopes, he would have wished to see the doctor with his carriage overnight.

The sport of swinging an ax is not very Confucian. After Meng Qianxun walked around the martial arts field for a few laps, she chose to practice in private.

80.00% of the weapons they choose are swords, and the few others are small fans, small writing brushes, and even water sleeves, etc. They are very elegant, and Meng Qianxun can't stop tsk-tsk in their hearts, they are all ostentatious , if there is a real fight, none of them can withstand her two axes!

Meng Qianxun also interviewed Master from the side. Why didn't you have a classmate who took the strong wind route, and was then gently suggested by the master, is it possible that your painting style is more suitable for applying for Buddhism?

Ah, I suddenly had the illusion that my specialty was a wrong profession.

Chess, Go Meng Qianxun knows nothing, so she can only choose to practice chess, which she knew the rules in her previous life, but she is a stinky chess basket.For the painting, she has no aura, and the copying practice according to the script, the master commented that it barely catches the eye.Qin, she chose guzheng, but she could barely play some nursery rhymes. If she switched to other tunes, Meng Qianxun would have to read the score, not to mention the ancient score, which is much more difficult to recognize than the five-line score.

Meng Qianxun didn't stay in the academy for too long. After the master thought that the flamboyant things she had learned were enough to bluff people, she submitted the information about Meng Qianxun to the higher up. After all, although she has no literary talent, she still reads well. Yes, the appearance is enough to fool people.

Submitting excellent talents to the above will also help the academy's masters get promoted and raise their salaries.

If you want to choose an excellent employment department, you must first study well enough and have a good cultural accomplishment, plus a letter of recommendation, so that your admission qualifications will reach more than [-]%, because a letter of recommendation is equal to an internal referral.

The master looked at Meng Qianxun who was standing in the crowd, acting extremely weak and pitiful, and felt his head was huge again, begging a department to show mercy and take her away! ! !

The women in the crowd were elegant and charming, with black eyebrows and green temples, perhaps because of long-term illness, they looked like a delicate flower soaked in spring rain, occupying one-third of the spring beauty.

It can't be said that it's not good-looking, but as a wife who knows her nature very well, the weaker Meng Qianxun's appearance is, the more his stomach hurts when he looks at it. Who would have guessed that there is a pair of girls hidden under the skirt of such a girl? What about the giant sapphire ax weighing 130 eight catties?

Oops, the picture of this bad student rolling up his sleeves, wow ha ha laughing and hacking people appeared in my mind again, after cutting people with a delicate and lovely virtue, the master couldn't help but turn around with his forehead, this bad student Just looking at it feels like a short life, God bless her to get into the department she likes.

If she repeats it, I'm afraid the old man will be annoyed by her all over the place! ! ! !

Meng Qianxun was reading the letter from the silly brother, and expressed his satisfaction with his self-cultivation of not going out alone with women or eating at the same table with women. Girl, is the puppet show girl so good at it? !

After she read the letter, she found that there was still a long line of people in line in front of her, so she turned to look at the situation of her wife. Meng Qianxun looked at the back of her master, and her heart was filled with great emotion!

This is the master who taught herself and even covered herself up. She didn't expect him to be so reluctant to bear herself. She was so moved!

The enrollment of the Confucian world is very hot, and it is divided into two categories: civil and military. In order to ensure her admission, Meng Qianxun of course signed up for two subjects. There are very few scenes of Confucian world fighting in the plot. Meng Qianxun's style of work is mostly eating melons on the shore, and Meng Qianxun likes it very much!

It is not easy for puppet shows to find a like-minded boss. Most of the puppet show bosses are bad social elements with big heads and keen on fighting.

"Girl, here is your number plate."

"Ahem, thank you."

After Meng Qianxun thanked her, she took the small wooden sign with numbers engraved on it. She felt that it was no different from the modern college entrance examination. After entering the room, everyone's seats were far apart, and the distance between each other was enough for two people to sit together. Walking in rows, after sitting down, someone will distribute the test papers, and there will be patrolling invigilators during the period.

Well, this familiar feeling, isn't it the college entrance examination, the dna is moving again!

She felt extremely at ease. After studying the ink, Meng Qianxun lowered her head and concentrated on answering. This is an opportunity to change her destiny, and she must seize it.

Different from Meng Qianxun's calm posture, many people in the same examination room as her panicked and dirty the examination papers. After all, most of the invigilators are Confucian officials. The pressure is enough to scare ordinary people.

The invigilator, who was quietly watching the candidate answering, found that the candidate’s pen hand was trembling because of his approach. A test paper.

He read the content of the article again. The rhetoric is gorgeous but useless. The official's face remained unchanged, but he crossed the candidate's name on the roster in his hand. With this mentality, son, go back and repeat it again. .

Meng Qianxun's composure allowed her to pass the first level of the Confucianism Exam by mistake. Her answers to the examination paper were simple but meaningful, and she slipped into the passing line for the time being.

After the literary test, the next step is the military test.Meng Qianxun sat in the room arranged by the Confucian School for the candidates and had lunch. Two meat dishes and one vegetarian meal did not matter to these candidates who had no worries about food and clothing, but for candidates from poor families, it was a delicious meal.

Meng Qianxun praised in her heart that it is true that the Confucian world is really rich, not to mention the poor candidates, the candidates from ordinary backgrounds will work hard to get into the Confucian world after eating this meal. The food is superb!

The per capita living standard is too poor. Meng Qianxun vaguely remembers that in the plot, there is a little girl celebrating her birthday. Her grandfather bought a fish that day to celebrate her and improve her life. On weekdays, her family eats wild vegetables with brown rice. of.

From this comparison, it can be said that Confucianism is generous.

The examination method of the martial arts test is not to let candidates fight each other one by one. Those who can directly apply for the Confucian school are not good at it. Therefore, they only need to take turns beating the examiner, and leave everything to the examiner to judge.

Isn't this very, bad, terrible, Meng Qianxun's forehead was covered with a layer of sweat, she thought she was fighting with the examinee, thinking that she would fight quickly with the speed of her hands, and no one could see clearly that she was pulling out from under her skirt. What happened, I can't fool around now.

What if the world of Confucianism dismissed her because her weapon was rude?No no no, Meng Qianxun, you have to calm down, think about the Sword Lord Twelve Hate, a rough man like him can become a successor, a man must have a dream!

With a pale face, Meng Qianxun walked tremblingly in front of the examiner, mustered up the courage to pull out the sapphire axe from her skirt at the speed of light, and the sharp sword she was holding towards the opposite person was the triple axe. His sword was broken into three pieces.

The atmosphere at the scene became quiet instantly. No one expected that this woman who seemed to have a deficiency would strike so fast and fiercely. No one could see clearly what weapon she was using.

His sleeves fluttered, purple electricity and blue rainbow, his skills are really not bad.

Meng Qianxun looked at the satisfied expression in the examiner's eyes, and knew that he could probably pass this test, but the speed of swinging the ax was too fast just now, and he twisted his wrist. Sure enough, with his current level, he was already at his highest level just now. Try not to shoot more than three axes in the future, if it exceeds, then retreat strategically.

It's shameful to retreat, but it can save your life.

Thinking of this, she swallowed the blood gushing out of her throat with difficulty. This is the limit of her body, and it must not be seen by others. Expressed, straightening out the messy hem of the skirt, she retreated gracefully.

After being politely taken out, Meng Qianxun was helped into the sedan chair by Changchun, and only then spit out the mouthful of blood that she had suffocated just now. After the blood was spit out, Meng Qianxun's body felt a little comfortable. After rinsing his mouth, he said, "Let's go to the residual forest."

After Changchun handed her a clean handkerchief, he said distressedly, "Miss, is your body still able to hold on?"

Meng Qianxun smiled and said, "It's absolutely fine, I've been sick for many years, and I'm used to this body, only you are not used to it"

There is nothing to be distressed about. It is because of you that she will not get better from this illness. I wish that the countless panaceas sent every month and month will not be able to cure her illness. Any fool knows that someone must continue to poison her.

"Let's go."

The sedan chair swayed to the outside of the remnant forest, Meng Qianxun put on the veil, opened the sedan chair curtain and went out, hiding in the dark and looking at Huangfu Xiaochan.