I’m Fan Jin, the glorious Ming Dynasty after I passed the imperial examination
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Fan Jin frowned.

Zhang Shilu sighed.

It had to be said that Zhang Shilu was truly afraid after suffering losses at Fan Jin's hands.

He had schemed against Fan Jin many times, and in the end, he was the one who suffered.

This feeling was really unbearable.

Seeing that the question had stumped Fan Jin, Zhang Shilu finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The surrounding people were also whispering among themselves, thinking that Zhang Shilu was too unkind.

The time required was short.

Then, she even gave him a question.

Zhang Shilu had completely disgraced the aristocratic families of the Southern Sea.

Zhang Shilu couldn't care less about this at this moment.

It was true that he could stump Fan Jin.

Seeing that Fan Jin was still frowning, Zhang Shilu smiled smugly and said in a deep voice,""Fan Jin, do it? Time waits for no one…"

"I've already solved the question."

Fan Jin's words were like thunder.

Zhang shi was charred on the outside.

Fan Jin walked to the middle of the crowd…

Countless people stared at him.

Even the officials of the Ministry of Rites near the Dragon Gate, including the three squads of bailiffs, couldn't help but come over…

The Dragon Gate had yet to open, and there was such a huge commotion in front of them.

They couldn't help but get closer to take a look…

On the high platform in the examination hall, Cai Zun's residence was already in position.

He heard the commotion outside.

Hearing about the bet between Fan Jin and Zhang Shilu, Cai Zhen shook his head and smiled."This Fan Jin that Wei Sheng roped in is really a wonderful person. He didn't come to my residence to ask for an audience, but he didn't want to give up easily either…He had a deep hatred for Brother Zhang. Previously, it was the Zhang family who took the initiative to act. This time, Fan Jin used Brother Zhang to make a name for himself. It was also a very appropriate method. After this, no one would think that Fan Jin was arrogant and inappropriate…Hmm, Wei Sheng's judgment was indeed good. This kid was worth roping in. In addition, this kid dared to accept the challenge in public. Clearly, he had extremely strong confidence in his craftsmanship. He was indeed a rare talent.”

" Wait a minute…" Cai Zhen's thoughts turned to this point and he suddenly came to a realization.

If Fan Jin was able to defeat Zhang Shilu, the candidates outside would be able to witness it.

It was also a kind of invisible pressure.

Would he, as the head of the prefecture, comply with the will of the people and naturally choose Fan Jin, the county head, as the head of the prefecture, or would he choose someone else?

"This Kuang Sheng, even I was part of his plan!”

Cai Zhen wasn't angry. It wasn't wrong for him to use all the conditions he could.

Moreover, Fan Jin's foundation was still the eight-part essay. If he could not win, everything would be empty talk!

……

Fan Jin had already said in a clear voice,"Although I have not learned the theory of sages, I must return to those who have done their best."”

This was a problem.

It was exquisite and flawless.

All the students present nodded…

Those who were further away knew what had happened, but they didn't know how Fan Jin had solved the problem. They were so anxious that they scratched their ears and cheeks.

Therefore, the dozens of students near the Dragon Gate began to recite, and their voices gradually became louder.

The examinee in the middle began to repeat loudly.

The examinees, attendants, and attendants outside also repeated loudly.

The sound was like rolling thunder, waking up the sleeping Guangzhou City.

The lights in the distance lit up one after another.

Many people pushed open the windows and went out with candles to find out what was going on.

When they heard that the examinees were betting on the eight-part essay, they also began to recite it in a mess.

Zhang Shilu panicked.

Most people were touched.

A distant, exciting, trembling, and shuddering thing seemed to have materialized in people's hearts.

The thunderous voice sounded again."It is appropriate for the son of Xia to be able to do his best, and he must be called Xue Yu."

"Today's man relies on his nature and doesn't know the merits of learning."

"Those who do nothing extraordinary with mediocre behavior and do not know the importance of learning are not enough to talk about learning.”

More and more people began to recite it.

More and more people were alarmed.

No one knew what had happened.

He only heard this solemn, distant, and deep sound.

There seemed to be countless words of righteousness and the path of sages contained within.

Many people who had read books trembled in excitement when they heard the words of the saint in the early morning, where the light and darkness alternated. Many people could not help but cry...

Fan Jin's eyes were also filled with tears.

This was the state of the Thousand Words Pen.

Countless sages of Huaxia used his mouth to describe the core of Huaxia civilization.

He was just an inheritor and a translator.

As Fan Jin said this, the people around him repeated it.

Fan Jin's " Although I Have Not Learned " was longer, and it displayed the meaning of the topic vividly. It was a total of 600 words.

The examinees outside the Dragon Gate shouted themselves hoarse. The more they shouted, the more excited they became.

Even more people followed suit.

At the end of the chapter, he shouted himself hoarse,"However, those who give up learning to seek Minglun and those who give up Minglun to seek learning do not understand the so-called learning.”

The voice stopped abruptly, and both inside and outside fell silent.

Everyone watched as Fan Jin stopped.

He waved to everyone.

However, everyone felt that it was not enough.

Including Fan Jin himself.

An ancient feeling suddenly surged up in Fan Jin's heart. His throat tightened as if he wanted to howl.

Some of the books she had read were near, some were far away, and some were blurry.

Some of the sage's words were clear, while others seemed to be chanted in the distance.

The black-faced soldiers who were covered in corpses crawled up from the ground and roared hoarsely. They were covered in injuries and were still slowly moving forward.

A woodcutter sang in the wild with an axe in his hand.

A group of commoners, digging ice on the river on a winter day…

This was China.

This was the legacy.

"Your Thousand Words Under the Pen state has received a reward upgrade. Your state has been upgraded to Wen Zai Dao!”

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This chapter pays tribute to the Chess King and Ya Sao.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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