I Evolved The Heavens

Chapter 392-Hundred Saints Qi Ming (1)

Inside the Gongyuan, there are thousands of houses.

The house is a small house, two or three square meters, with only two wooden boards inside.

One serves as a stool and the other serves as a desk.

After putting the pen and inkstone, roll up the sleeves, pour water into the inkstone and polish the ink, and then the test paper is issued, which contains the content of the test questions and the meaning of the scriptures to be done. The title is: Panzhiju is in the mountains.

The pan is the ancient emperor. It is rumored that the emperor Sheng Deze was the world.

In the classics of scholars, all praise the emperor.

The topic of the exam now is to interpret the meaning of this sentence, give full play to your own opinions, and explain the principles of governing the country in the text.

Yang Yi pondered for a moment, and with a stroke of a big pen, he wrote a broken question on the blank test paper: The heart of the holy emperor is the same in the world.

In imperial examinations, the test is often not only about literary talent, but also has to figure out the mind of the chief examiner.

Write the article in the heart of the other party, so that you can win the first name.

Li Shenguang belongs to the Li-style school. This school pays attention to sincerity and eloquence. It is also called’Xinxue’, but it is completely different from Wang Yangming’s Xinxue.

In other words, this school’s “sincereness leads to good intentions” is only a part of Wang Yangming’s understanding of the mind, and it is included in the “nothing outside the heart”.

Because of this, this is only a school of doctrine, and it has not developed into a family.

Yang Yi’s wrist moved slightly, and the sharpness of his pen kept moving.

He was immersed in it, eloquently exposing more than 3,000 words, completely in one go, which not only contains the principles of governing the country, but also contains a lot of content about Wang Yangming’s mind study.

The doctrine of a family is covered in three thousand words, which can be described as a jewel of every word.

If someone is fascinated at this time, they will find that Yang Yi’s words are blooming with bright light, and they are jumping restlessly. If it is not for Yang Yi to stop writing, I am afraid they have broken out of paper.

…

In the Gongyuan, another house.

Hong Yi looked at the exam questions, he pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly, and wrote a broken question: The heart of the holy emperor is nothing but imaginary and capable.

After that, he was eloquent, talking about the Li-style school of disguise, unintentional means selflessness, and all things in the world are one.

For this exam, he did too much hard work.

After knowing that the chief examiner was Li Shenguang, he also read a lot of the other party’s articles specifically for this purpose, the purpose is to guess the other party’s mind, so that he can write articles that make the other party’s eyes shine.

At this moment, he is confident.

“Champion Hou is a veteran on the battlefield. It is difficult to meet opponents in the frontier. He must be extremely domineering. I am afraid that even the chief examiner does not have To put in one’s eyes. How could he write an article that echoes the chief examiner’s heart.”

“I don’t know much about Prince Ming. He looks gentle, but he can talk to the champion Hou Kan without shyness. It shows that he is also a proud person. I am afraid that he will not bother to figure out the mind of the chief examiner.”

“Besides, two martial arts, where can they go to learn!”

Thinking of this, Hong Yi couldn’t help but smile.

His laugh is actually not a ridicule, but instinctively feels that martial arts training is too time-consuming, so the corresponding time for reading will naturally be less, and where can learning be improved.

But reading is not just a matter of rote memorization. It often requires a word-for-word study, which requires a lot of time and energy.

Just as he studied hard during this period of time, the time spent studying was naturally much less.

…

Champion Hou looked at the exam questions and smiled calmly.

He didn’t think much at all, picked up a brush and wrote the broken topic: The Holy Emperor’s Residence is Ruo Beichen, and the world is Jing Cong.

In his opinion, where the holy emperor lives, where is the center of the world.

At this moment, he seemed to be an ancient holy emperor, writing down domineering words and sentences.

No words, no words, the world will follow.

…

In the main examination room of the Gongyuan, Li Shenguang and others were chatting.

An assistant examiner said: “Lord Li, why did you say that Prince Ming and Champion Hou wanted to join in the fun, and came to rely on this test. They are all Martial Dao strong, I am afraid that they don’t have much time to read. I will hand in the test papers later. Come up, you said our admission is good, or not.”

Another deputy examiner was also quite sad and said: “Yeah, don’t admit it. It’s really a loss of court face. The dignified prince and champion Hou can’t even pass the test. Isn’t this a joke for people. Accept it,” At that time, if someone asks to check the papers, it will be easily exposed. This is tantamount to cheating for favoritism, and it is a felony.”

Prince Ming and champion Hou took part in the test, and they had the most headaches.

Li Shenguang is an official secretary. He is upright and upright. He said righteously: “Since they come to participate in the examination, then I will naturally treat them equally, otherwise, if this is the case, the imperial examination will not exist in name in the future. My opinion is very good. Simple, well-written, the official will be admitted; badly written, none of them will be admitted.”

The other deputy examiners nodded one after another, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, the sky fell and there was a tall man against it. Since Li Shenguang said so, they were relieved.

“My lord, Taishi Hong is here, and he has already gone outside the Gongyuan.”

At this time, a government officer ran in to report.

“My lord, let’s go to meet him soon. Grand Master Wen Jae, today’s scientific expedition, he must have come to inspect the examination room by the emperor’s will.” A deputy examiner stood up immediately and said anxiously.

Li Shenguang stood up when he heard the words, he flicked his clothes, and led the deputy heads of the rooms out of the main examination room.

…

In front of the icon, Hong Xuanji stood with his hands in his hands, with a solemn face.

Li Shenguang and others bowed and saluted: “I have seen Taishi.”

Hong Xuanji said solemnly: “What’s going on, why is there missing an icon?”

“Master, it’s like this…”

Li Shenguang said the matter all over, Hong Xuanji nodded slightly, without further investigation.

These clay puppets couldn’t bear Martial Saint’s bow.

He turned to ask: “This time the scientific examination is going well, is there any entrainment?”

“There was no entrainment or fraud. Because of their special identities, Prince Ming and Champion Hou did not search before entering the Gongyuan. However, they both voluntarily asked to send someone to supervise them to show their fairness.”

Li Shenguang said neither overbearing nor overbearing, and then he waved his hand: “Teacher, please move to the examination room.”

“No hurry, this officer is on your majesty’s order to patrol the examination room. After this officer patrols the examination room, he will go to the main examination room.”

Hong Xuanji said lightly.

With a swing of his clothes, he took the lead to walk inside the Gongyuan.

…

Yang Yifen’s writing is fast, and his 3,000-character essay is completed in one go.

He was completely immersed in it, and when he wrote Wang Yangming’s “Xinxue”, he was also reviewing and thinking about the “Xinxue”.

In this peculiar state, he even has his own unique understanding of Xinxue.

After going through the four worlds, especially the world of Yangshen, his understanding of Confucianism reached an unprecedented height and breadth, but this height and breadth belonged to others.

He is like a memory, storing a lot of knowledge, but he has not actively thought about it at all.

Now he is writing an essay, although he wrote about Xinxue, but the content of other Confucian schools is quickly emerging in his mind, and it is analogous, giving him a new understanding of Xinxue and even other theories.

It was this kind of understanding that allowed him to slowly transform his spirit.

Every thought seems to have been tempered, becoming more crystal clear, blooming with a bright fairy light, as if you can’t wait to get out of your body and go to Transcends Tribulation.

When Yang Yi wrote down and wrote the last word.

The spirit that was suppressed by him burst out and rushed into the sky.