The Rise of Phoenixes

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After a while, there was a low scream from the curtain.

On the papers with gold borders, there are also a bunch of crooked ghost symbols, which are uglier than Feng Zhiwei's paintings. After a long pause, the answer was passed to the screen.

After the screen, the prince who was drinking a cup of tea set aside the tea, heard the report from the next person, looked down at him, and said with a smile: "Father and Emperor, I didn't expect anyone to answer the question today."

The thin and long figure, the emperor in a bright yellow robe, "Well", said: "Qingming has been in charge of you for the past few years, more and more talents come out, it is worthwhile for me to come to this experience."

The prince showed a look of excitement and remembered having a conversation with Lao Liu a few days ago. Lao Liu talked about the frequent tapping of Da Yue in recent days. The Jinsha sea pirates plundered the frontier people and worried his majesty. It would be better to persuade his majesty to go out and relax. Talents, your majesty can be comforted when he sees him. May wish to make the scale of this test a bit grander and spread it out, so that we can show the great power of our country, the talents, the appeasement of the panic-stricken people, and by the way, those who don’t know how to calm down. It seems to me now that he really voted for His Majesty, but he did not want to give this credit to the sixth elder, and then he shrank back to his mouth, laughing and said: "Father and Emperor are good at governing. It is in Dijing, and now even the princes of Yingjuan are born, so that those little eyesight Xiao Xiao can watch, it is earlier to be peaceful!"

The emperor looked more satisfied, but he looked up at the prince again and said, "However, it is too early to answer the question, saying the princes."

"It doesn't have to be!" The prince was smug and tealed, and said with a smile, "You are willing, he is!"

The emperor glanced at him, his lips smiled slightly, and he waved to the eunuch.

The **** lifted the curtain and shook his sharp throat, saying, "Next question!"

There was a bang in the field, and everyone stood up, showing a thunderous expression-the first question was solved?

Ning Yi was drinking tea, shaking his hand, and a drop of tea fell on his sleeve. He did not wipe off the tea, but looked up at Feng Zhiwei, his eyes flashing in a flash.

The second question.

"A and B can be converted into each other, B can produce C in boiling water, C can be oxidized to D in the air, D can smell rotten eggs, what is each of A, B and B?"

Feng Zhiwei had calmed down a lot at this time-when she saw the somewhat familiar handwriting of the long gold wire scroll from afar, she realized that, and when she confirmed the first question, she knew that the so-called English scroll, The so-called Wushuang Guoshi is in this volume, either misinformation, or the owner of this volume, and made a huge joke with the people of the world for more than six hundred years.

In any case, this joke played the world, but she succeeded.

The answer to the second question was passed in. The crowd no longer waited casually. They all looked up at the curtains with their heads up nervously. After a while, the curtains lifted, and the eunuch's amazed excitement sharply spurred the audience's sharp voice. Nerve-"The third question!"

People began to squeeze forward subconsciously, all wanting to witness the birth of a suspicious 600-year-old Chinese national. Ning Yi couldn't sit still anymore and walked past.

He passed Feng Zhiwei on the stage, and turned his eyes slantingly at the corner of his eyes. Feng Zhiwei lowered his eyebrows and kept his eyes warm, but he said lowly when he was about to leave: "His Royal Highness, will be with you It’s a blessing to be the same palace as a minister.

Ning Yi's shoulder was obviously stiff for a moment, and then passed by. Feng Zhiwei looked at his back and suddenly felt in a good mood.

He has been bullied and oppressed for so long, and he is back in the wind, and now he can be regarded as exasperated.

The third question.

"A destiny stone from the Changqing Temple, which is known to be related to the National Games, was thrown into the waters of Luocha Island in the Ehai Sea at three hours on the night of the blood moon. What will happen?"

The elders of Qin Tianjian and Hanlin Academy have already peeked into the subject, pulling their beards and scratching their hair one by one, using the vastness of the abdomen like a sea of ​​smoke, from a variety of esoteric angles, such as astrology, celestial phenomena, Yijing, and feng shui...etc. Solving this problem, a Qin Tianjian gangster started cage and tremblingly said: "Deep unpredictable, deep unpredictable..."

Everyone showed strange expressions. These three problems, in the early generations, have studied the contemporary Confucian scholars who have studied the heavens and humans for a lifetime, carefully studied them, and finally came to the conclusion that the title looks strange and naive, and contains Infinite meaning, three questions, including formation conversion, astrolabe calculation, destiny, etc. until the mysterious to the mysterious world, let alone the answer is nowhere to be found, this is the three questions in this question, it has consumed him For a lifetime, the white-haired Cang Cang Confucian clapped his legs and sighed-it was indeed the handwriting of the great emperor Dacheng.

At this time Feng Zhiwei also saw the third question, but she was stunned. She had never seen this question in the booklet.

But after answering the two questions, she had already figured out the master's ghost thoughts, although from the simplest direction, she came up with the simplest and most frustrating answer.

Feng Zhiwei's answer was handed in.

After a while, the white gauze puffed up, and the sound of the human body falling to the ground continued.

As soon as the gauze curtain lifted, the **** came out sweaty, stood on his stomach, opened his mouth, and made no sound several times.

Success or failure is in this word, everyone gathered their breaths together, looking up at the terrible mouth, waiting for the birth of the prince, or the talent fell.

Thousands of people were speaking at the lecture hall, and it was as quiet as a sudden.

Weifeng Zhiwei gave a small smile in front of her hand. The three-foot long wire fluttered between her white fingers. The sound was shattered. If someone was outside Yuntian, she gave a low chuckle.

Ning Yi turned back in front of the hall, staring at the thin young man with complicated eyes.

When silence was suppressed to the last moment, when everyone was about to endure, the **** finally relaxed, strode toward Feng Zhiwei, and bowed to the ground for a long time.

"please……"

"Guo Shi..."

One word speaks and the Quartet is quiet, and one word speaks with emotion.

Suddenly, the storm waves patted the shore, stunning the nearly blank brains of these thousands.

Guo Shi!

The students were simply excited about the two precious and noble words of dreams, but the Korean and Chinese gangsters exchanged their visions meaningfully.

This boy is so lucky... If it weren’t for the restless borders, in recent years His Majesty’s slacking of government, all kinds of state affairs have many drawbacks, which caused people’s uneasiness. His Majesty desperately needed to stabilize the people’s hearts. That hairy kid?