Yang God

The spring rain stopped and stopped, and the sun was still shining in the morning. It was dark at noon, and the rain silk wrapped around the mian still fell from the sky, making people feel refreshed and happy.

The rain, after two days and two nights, completely stopped and soaked the dry land.

One morning, the sky was still not bright, and the outside was dark. Only the star of the sky flashed. At this time, many people were still asleep, but Hong Yi had already got up and started to pack things up.

Nothing else, today is the day of the expedition.

It is also the most important promotion path for Hong Yi to truly cross the Houfu and then to be free and to be a "master".

There is only one day for the scholars of the Dagan Dynasty, and only three days for the "test" of the scholars. Hong Yi’s test is to raise people, but not too much.

Although this is an exam about his future, he is very calm in his heart. This exam, the examiner's psychology, he has also thoroughly understood, and the text on the test paper, I feel that there is no problem.

For the test, he is confident that as long as there is no accident, it is inevitable.

He is now getting up and packing up, in order to prepare for moving to Houfu after the exam.

Yujing City is at the foot of the emperor. After the expedition, the speed of the list is very fast. It is not like other places to test. It is only half a month after the exam.

Hong Yi has gone out at the foot of Yulong Mountain outside Yujing City for two days. He rented a clean courtyard in Fangxiandao. He only prepared for the expedition, and immediately moved out, and then inquired about buying a house and buying land.

When all this is done, he will be the master of the house.

There are very few things to clean up, except for some books, a few pieces of clothing. But apart from that, some secret things are hidden to be seamless.

"I have forty gold coins in my body, more than ten gold coins from the priests. Red gold is one for fifteen, forty forty is six hundred and two silver, plus gold coins. There are four hundred and fifty-six pieces of broken silver cakes on the body. It is enough to buy a house, a few pieces of land, plus the identity of my people. There is still a balance. The days ahead can be very good. ”

Hung Yi’s heart was more stable when he liquidated his belongings.

His property is actually very few. In addition to the money rewarded by the Lantern Festival, it is a pen and ink, a one-hundred-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-white-bow strong bow, and a good steel sword.

Yuan Zhen's sword of the steel is a court special, can be bent with his fingers, fiercely loose, and straight, and sounds like a silver bell.

This kind of sword is good at stab and single-handedly fighting, but it is far less sharp and firm than the "shark". However, in the market, it is still very valuable.

However, these assets are secondary, the most important is a small box in Hong Yihuai.

There are three things in the small box. The first is the folded "Amitabha". This is not bad when it is involved in the water. It can't be burned in the fire, and the knife can't be broken. The sword can't be broken. There are no taboos.

The second one is the little dagger, which is known as the "explosive sacred sword". Hong Yi does not know how to use this thing. Only collect, wait until the future soul is repaired high, and then probe again.

The third piece is the blood-stained steel needle.

Blood-stained steel, the legendary Xiangang, although Hongyi has not tried the power of the soul to drive it, but its tenacity, sharpness, and hardness, but it really makes Hong Yi feel it.

Hung Yi picked up the needle and tried to poke the wood. As a result, there was no doubt that it was easy to stab in as much as a tofu.

Then he stabbed the iron block and even pierced it deeply. When it was pulled out, there was no trace of damage to the needle.

Even more ridiculous is that Hong Yi tried to stab the chrysanthemum steel finger on his thumb. Under the puncture, although there was no piercing, it also left a pinhole!

"Nothing to break."

This is Hong Yi's evaluation of bloodline steel.

The box that collects these three items is only the size of the palm. It is an ordinary wooden box. It is not conspicuous where it is placed, but it can be stored with confidence.

After packing everything, the sky was already slightly bright, and Hong Yi got up. He put the three kinds of scientific research items into the prepared bamboo basket, and did not call any cockroaches.

At this time, on the street, there are already crowds of people, and there are talents everywhere.

Yujing is the world's largest city, with a strong style of writing. The number of students in each subject is several times higher than that of the local government.

These test-taking talents, who came from the surrounding countryside in poverty, carried baskets, and those who were rich, took the carriage, and had good martial arts talents, and they simply rode proudly.

When Hong Yi came to the front of the Gongyuan Academy, it was already crowded.

In front of the Gongyuan, all of them were dressed in military uniforms, with long guns, cross-waist knives, and two rows of straight-legged soldiers. All of them were mighty and solemn, and they were solemn and solemn, giving people a taste of the atmosphere.

It is because of these soldiers that the square in front of the entire Gongyuan is very crowded, but it is rarely embarrassing.

Different from the solemn atmosphere on Gongyuan Square, on the opposite street is a row of snack street. At this time, the pots and pans are clinking, tofu, mutton soup, beef noodles, fried dough sticks, meat buns, sesame seeds, gruel, etc. When the smell of the food passed, many scholars gathered there to have breakfast, and then talked about it.

Hung Yi also went over, ordered a bowl of beef noodles, and ate it carefully until the people on the square gradually became scarce. They all lined up for inspection and search, and went to the Gongyuan. It was bright and clear, only wiped their mouths and got up and walked to the door. go with.

He was not in a hurry, calm and self-satisfied, but asked several soldiers to check the body of the search, and the host official secretly nodded.

However, the search is still a routine procedure. The Dagan dynasty is the most solemn for the imperial examination. If the exam is not searched before the exam, the candidates will be entrained into the examination room, and the fraud will be done. Exile ~www.readwn.com~ Things are getting bigger, and there is even the danger of killing.

After a delicate search, Hong Yicai entered the inside of the examination room of the Gongyuan, and saw several ancient saints who were enshrined in the center.

Instead, the scholars who enter the examination room must first worship these sages before they can enter their seats to wait for the exam.

These ancient sage universities ask each other, all of them are high-crown long-sleeved, with a calm and resolute face, and a little raft. After a long time of watching, they can understand that they have established morality and etiquette for the world, which makes people and animals completely distinguish. That kind of righteousness, big breasts.

"The ancient saints, the university asked the family is such a temperament, the Buddhist Buddha is another temperament, do not know the Taoist ancestors, what kind of temperament? When, go to Taoist Temple to try to figure out."

Although Hong Yi had seen the statue of the Sage University in the past, it has never been as thorough as it is today.

A heart move.

Hong Yi quietly gathered the soul of the soul and slowly came out from the top door.

But as soon as I got out of the top, I felt a kind of suffocating gas that filled the world, and it was rolled up and pressed. It was the sages of the sages.

This masculine oppression is even stronger than the blood pressure of his father Hong Xuanji.

Hong Yi’s heart was prepared, and he immediately returned to his body, and the soul was not injured.

"This is a puppet of clay sculpture, but there is such a big oppression! Are they suffering from incense and have become a god?" Hong Yi felt awkwardly, and then fixed his eyes to see the few saints, but they were still clay figurines, no A little bit different.