Chapter 845
Sixteen years later.
Yanhan.
In the Weiyang Palace.
Yanhan's current employment system is based on the parallel of the prosecution system and the imperial examination system.
Every year, counties and counties County Magistrate nominate talents to enter Changluo.
Apart from this, there are also imperial examinations.
Among them, the county exam is once a year, and the candidates are called "shi", and then all the "shi" are eligible to participate in the triennial "Hall Exam", which is also Yanhan's ceremony for talents.
At this time, it was the time of the three-year palace examination.
The god Martial Sovereign is already middle-aged, and he is in the main position, looking at the scholars below.
As the emperor’s biological instinct, he will not give Head Examiner to his ministers, but personally control the fate of these scholars, so as to establish contact with them.
At this time, he looked serious, like a Heavenly God king, overlooking the examination room.
All the scholars are sitting in jeopardy, only the rustling of the pen plays slightly.
One of the sixteen-year-old scholars in Tsing Yi, born with red lips, white teeth, has a handsome face, and is very extraordinary.
Jiang Liu's text does not add a little, in one go, express the meaning in the chest directly, suddenly feel happy.
At this moment, he raised his head slightly and saw the emperor’s eyes fall, he quickly bowed his head to show respect.
At the same time, a glazed color flashed in his eyes.
At a glimpse before, the image of the emperor I saw appeared in my heart.
Middle-aged appearance, slightly thin lips, serious eyebrows, and a touch of swordsman breath, giving life a sense of killing.
At the same time, I can also feel that this is a mean monarch.
'I have been in Romance since I was a child and stepped into the fairy road. I wanted to avoid the world and purify, but I was tired of my parents, so I still have to come to gain fame...'
Jiang Liu'er sighed in his heart, secret art silently, in his eyes the emperor was blurred, with bright light protruding from the top, and his aura was red, turning into a Flood Dragon.
'Son of Heaven Dragon Luck, really is not trivial, but there is a little bit of overflow, which means that the foundation is unstable. '
Jiang Liu'er is a genius of cultivating Taoism, and has a strange divine ability to hide his own cultivation base, so that he dare to be impudent in Weiyang Palace:'Yanhan is so lucky, I am afraid that Guo Zuo... …'
At this moment, he suddenly expressed congeals.
In the course of Emperor Qi's luck, a strange light suddenly appeared and turned into a green copper mirror.
This mirror was just a shot, and it broke all the magical arts in Jiang Liu'er, and even made his throat sweet, almost spitting out blood essence.
That's the case, he also felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the tip of his nose was warm.
"Not good!"
He stretched out his hand quickly, only to catch a drop of nosebleed dangerously and without letting it fall on the test paper.
"This scholar..."
The government official next to him was almost shocked when he saw Jiang Liuer's tragic situation.
Over the years, scholars have been under too much pressure, and some have passed out crazy and fainted during exams, but this is the first time I have seen the horrible bleeding from the seven orifices.
"My lord, I have finished writing!"
Jiang Liu'er rubbed his nose with his sleeve and said muffledly.
This abnormality, the god Martial Sovereign on Dragon Throne also saw it, nodded, and ordered a little Court Eunuch to lead the scholar down to rest, and ordered the emperor to heal him.
"When the hour is up, the scholars stop writing."
After waiting for a while, Court Eunuch said in a loud voice. .
The god Martial Sovereign and several ministers had to work hard to read the papers.
I don’t know how long time has passed, the god Martial Sovereign rubbed his eyes and put down a paper wearily: "Fake the sky, not pragmatic at all, although the rhetoric is gorgeous, but at most he is a jester, and What's the use with the country?"
He put down the Zhubi a little irritably, and asked: "Do you have a recommendation?"
Shang Shu from the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Sishi stood up at this time, Gao Gao held a paper: "The minister has a recommendation, this is a solid writing, skilled in doing things, and a top talent!"
"oh?"
God Martial Sovereign took over Paper, not by eyes shined.
Leave aside other things, this scholar's one-hand writing is really excellent, one by one is like a Vajra Muni beads, which is pleasing to the eye at first sight.
Looking at the article again, the god Martial Sovereign moved in his heart even more, looking at the name taboo: "Van County Jiangliuer? But the palace is ignorant and the seven orifices are bleeding?"
" Your Majesty Shengming, this is the person!"
Zhang Sishi bowed.
"It’s only sixteen this year. I’m really a child prodigy, but my body is too weak..." God Martial Sovereign was a little sorry: "This word, this article, can be called a champion, I’m afraid The body is thin and cannot hold down wealth. If you die within a few days of being the champion, it would be a hindrance to the discussion... Just click to explore the flowers!"
"Your Majesty Sage!"
As soon as Emperor Jinkou opened, there was no room for change.
……
A few days later.
Xinke scholars paraded and praised officials.
Jiang Liuer rides a big horse with a tall head and wears official clothes. He is second only to the champion and second place. As far as Fengshen is handsome, he is more than those two middle-aged and old men. I don’t know how much. The girl gazes in the spring.
If Yanhan didn't have the idea of catching a son-in-law on the list, I'm afraid Jiang Liu'er would have been spotted by a high-ranking official and noble person, and it would be a good thing.
I don’t know why, but Jiang Liuer is not happy.
This kind of hustle and bustle, wealth and wealth on earth made him feel very uncomfortable.
In comparison, it is still the ancient scroll, which can make him feel peaceful and happy.
After boasting officials, Jiang Liuer took advantage of the time he was waiting for the appointment of officials to visit Changluo.
This is Yanhan Imperial Capital, with a population of over ten million, and it is the first under the heavens big city.
There are five palaces, twelve roads and forty-six squares, and the streets are criss-crossed, and the construction is extremely regular.
The sky is drizzle and hazy.
Jiang Liuer walked away holding an oil paper umbrella.
not very long, he suddenly moved in his heart and stopped before a ruined ancient temple.
This seems to be a temple, but there is no incense. A stone incense burner was smashed to the ground.
"Where is this...?"
Jiang Liuer was a little confused, and asked a passerby next to him.
"This is a Buddhist temple!"
Passers-by said with a smile: "I don’t know what’s going on. I suddenly became a believer, but I didn’t have any spiritual response. Later, I didn’t know what to do. There is no incense..."
As today, as long as it is not the Spiritual God of Kunlun, it is not orthodox.
But Jiang Liuer looked at the abandoned ancient temple, but couldn't help but stop for a long time, and finally walked in.
He pushed open the door, endured the heavy dust and spider web, and saw the lotus divine throne, and the Buddha on the lotus?
There are more people in the Second Yanhan Empire, and there are always a few followers of Brahma. This is how the Buddha's faith arose.
It’s just that everyone has forgotten the previous life, and occasionally there are some memory fragments, and it is impossible to break through the mystery in the womb, so the image of this Buddha is very strange, more similar to Spiritual God.
"Buddha... is not like this."
Jiang Liuer looked at this scene, for some reason, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.
He looked at the shrine in silence for a long time.
Outside the sky, I don't know when it has already been night.
Suddenly, Jiang Liu'er expression changed, pinched a secret art, and disappeared without a trace.
Not long after, the two daoist shadows jumped directly over the wall and swaggered into the Buddhist hall.