Grind, pick up the brush, and look at the question on the white paper.
"Hmm? Civil and martial arts!" Ye Tian looked around.
How could the examination in front of the palace be easy? These self-proclaimed outstanding scholars still had to rack their brains, unable to understand.
"Civil governance and martial arts, are you trying to imitate the predecessors and not stick to one pattern? Good talent and virtue, regardless of civil and military, can unify the world!”Ye Tian glanced down at the paper, his brow furrowed as he pondered.
"A hundred years of civil rule, opening up new territory, it's better to use weapons and ten meters of weapons!”Ye Tian raised his head, a smile on his face. In his previous life, his grandfather had called him a nationalistic youth, and he had made many radical remarks in the army.
"In this place, as long as you don't rebel and support the imperial power, no one will care even if you are a little extreme.”Ye Tian raised his brush and smiled.
"Hmm? It had to cover the weather of China! Only when there were thousands of changes could it be called grand and imposing.”Ye Tian's brow furrowed slightly, and he turned his brush to read." Di Fan!”
He lifted his brush and drew it horizontally to the end." The Emperor is determined for heaven and earth, and the King is determined for the people. True Confucians are the teachers of emperors!"
He swept the thick ink across the room and wrote every word. He casually picked up the brush without any hesitation, forming a sharp contrast with the hundreds of scholars around him.
"Hmm?"
All of a sudden, the few Divine Cultivators standing around opened their eyes and stared at the same spot.
"I'll report this to King Valiant Martial and the Emperor!”One of the old men in embroidered clothes walked into the distance in a hurry. The other three old men did not dare to be careless and swept their thoughts in all directions.
However, they were once again shocked and scattered.
"Eh, this year's court examinations are really strange! The previous person had the will of an emperor and the will of a true scholar! There was actually a person here who also had the aura of a scholar.”An old man standing in the eastern corner turned to look at where Eternal Wind was sitting and frowned.
"Is this the Eternal Wind Wuji that the four countries are trying their best to rope in? Did the emperor like this genius of the literary world who wanted to be princess Feng Luan's matchmaker?”The old man's heart skipped a beat.
If one wanted to take a look, this legendary genius would come up with shocking questions.
With a thought, he directed his divine soul toward Fearless Eternal Wind, who was sitting in the first row in the east. He wanted to see what was going on.
"Chi""Chi""Chi"
"Ah! What kind of article was this? It actually attracted the protection of the Saint's Light!”The old man's soul sank deeper and deeper into the quagmire. He suddenly pulled it out and flew away, not daring to get within three meters of Changfeng Wuji.
Fearless Eternal Wind didn't care about his surroundings. He raised his brush and touched the ink without any hesitation. His eyes occasionally revealed a sharp determination, as if everything was within his grasp.
ten thousand volumes of Confucian scholars are my heart.
Confucianism is the first in the world, and the sage is the wisdom of enlightenment.
She walked upright and steady, presenting the four sides of the exquisite square, isolating all evil thoughts and spying intentions.
"As expected of the number one scholar of the four kingdoms. His article shocked the Sage of Confucianism and Wisdom, and he is a world-shocking genius protected by a protective light. It seemed that this year's top scholar would be chosen between the two.”The old man who had used his spiritual sense to spy on the situation was instantly impressed.
The contest of literary circles lies in one's heart. It is mysterious and mysterious. How can ordinary people not notice it?
"Hmm? This Eternal Wind Fearless was indeed powerful. His entire body was actually emitting the light of a saint. His state of mind was extremely refined, and he understood the teachings of the saints since ancient times! Watch me break your art of controlling fools! I'll let you experience the true path of Confucianism.”Ye Tian's heart was clear, and his breath was steady as his Divine Soul formed the image of a ferocious Six-Eyed Buddha.
Ye Tian's mind raced, and the highest form of the Vajra Yaksha King appeared in his mind, the Vajra Buddha.
His thoughts changed again. He had no desires, no thoughts, no great thoughts! The long river of history, which was full of ups and downs, carried the sufferings and sorrows of the world, and contained the desires and greed of all living beings.
It was the River of the Ukiyo, the world-shocking ability that the old beggar had cultivated in his mind.
The karma of reality cut off the karma of the previous life and saved the future from three immeasurable calamities. According to the human heart, one fell into the immeasurable space and became the Buddha of reality.
It was a hundred meters tall and smooth.
Thousands of changing spirits gathered at the tip of the brush.
"If you don't come to the deep stream, you don't know how thick the land is. If you don't read articles, you don't know the source of wisdom. A true Confucian scholar is well-read and has a profound understanding of the six arts. He can understand the world by doing nothing and learn from ancient and modern times.”Ye Tian raised his brush and with a loud boom, everyone was shocked. A hundred generations of true scholars, a thousand years of enlightenment.
These hundred scholars, no matter what their subject matter was, most of them practiced the path of vulgar scholars, the techniques of fools, the will of the weak, unable to withstand the creation and did not cultivate.
He lived in the high hall, raised his head and howled, did not hear the horn of the battlefield, mourned at dawn, and indulged in a moment of greed, causing the people to suffer for hundreds of generations.
The entire atmosphere was suddenly shocked. The hundred scholars raised their hands and raised their brushes as if they were carrying a heavy stone, a stone of their hearts and a stone of their conscience.
He then raised his hand and said," If you don't teach people to fight, it's called abandoning them. Therefore, we know that the power of arrows is beneficial to the world. Therefore, the king of Yue killed the frog and finally achieved hegemony. The Emperor of Shu abandoned his martial arts and lost his country."
"Dong!"
It sounded like the morning bell and the horn of the vanguard.
The surrounding scholars immediately stopped writing, and their hearts were filled with fear.
With a "boom","chi" and "chi" sounds immediately followed.
Everyone turned their heads to look at the Confucian Saint, who was being worshiped. He was trembling violently, as if he was extremely angry and couldn't bear the humiliation. However, he was at his wit's end and couldn't control himself.
The statue continued to throb and resound. A powerful sense of sorrow surged into the surrounding countries, and the hearts of the hundred scholars present actually surged with sorrow.
Ye Zhan looked up in panic, looking around until he saw Ye Tian holding a book in his hand, seemingly unsatisfied. Ye Han was no different from him, and they were both shocked.
"Who was it, who was it that alarmed the Confucian Saint and caused such grief and anger?”Ye Zhan couldn't care less about the brush and ink in his hand. He panicked and looked around, revealing an unconcealable shock.
Every year, the imperial court would display the statue of the Confucian Saint. Over the years, it had already condensed a powerful intent.
It was like his soul and martial intent.
Outside Chenghua Palace, thousands of soldiers felt a strong will in their hearts. The spears in their hands trembled violently.
"To serve the ancestors is to be filial, to be respectful. It is the nature of a monarch to devote himself to hard work and carry out morality and righteousness.”Ye Tian wrote again.
"Who is it?" In another room, an old man in his fifties who was sitting in the middle suddenly stood up. He was wearing a golden robe with nine dragons and tiger-patterned cloud boots.
"Haha, congratulations to the emperor, you've finally found a true talent for rejuvenation! He could bring order out of chaos and sweep away the decadence of the country's scholars.”An old man dressed in plain clothes stood up and laughed.
" King Wuwei, what you said makes sense. Back then, in order to stabilize the country, Taizu implemented the secular Confucian culture and educated the people. Although he stabilized the country, it left the martial arts behind. The divine arts practitioners only cultivated the path and didn't cultivate. Even the morale of the army was low. Taizu didn't expect this back then.”The one sitting at the head of the table was the current emperor, the old man whom Yucheng Temple had seen, Liu Qian.
"Even so, we have to take it slow and not be too radical!”King Valiant Martial nodded." I'll go take a look first. Your Majesty, please wait a moment!"”
"Thank you, King Wuwei!" The Emperor stood up and nodded.
Before King Valiant Martial could go out, someone rushed in from outside. He was in a hurry and could not be bothered to bow.
"Who was it that cursed the vulgar Confucian studies, shocking even the Confucian Saints with a sense of sorrow? Even I could feel the literary atmosphere in the mansion.”The newcomer was slightly older than the two of them. He had a scholarly temperament and was clean and neat.
He was different from normal Confucians, he had a stable and upright learning, one that didn't favor anyone or flatter anyone.
There was a saying that a hundred schools of thought contending and treating everyone equally was the true aura of a true scholar. Do not avoid the knife, do not hide the heart of hatred.
"Grand Preceptor, please wait a moment. King Wuwei is going to take a look.”The Emperor was also delighted as he smiled.
"I'll go too, I'll go too. I want to see! Who has such a sharp pen?" As the Grand Preceptor spoke, he became impatient, a thick smile on his face.
"Yi, I heard that the emperor invited a knowledgeable person. Could it be that person?”King Valiant Martial suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around in surprise.
"It's possible. The wind is fearless. Although his personality is a little cold, he's a true celebrity! Even the Grand Preceptor had praised his articles, so he probably wanted to take him in as a disciple.”When the Emperor spoke of this matter, his face was also filled with joy.
"The article is indeed not bad." The Grand Preceptor also nodded." However, I have a candidate for my disciple. This child's mental fortitude isn't any weaker than Changfeng Wuji's. Although he isn't as strong as Changfeng Wuji now, he will definitely not lose to anyone after two years of training with me.”
"Yi, receiving such praise from the Grand Preceptor is not bad. This emperor must meet him.”The Emperor was slightly stunned before he smiled.
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