Chapter 844 Buddhist Hall (2800 plus)
Sixteen years later.
Yan Han.
In Weiyang Palace.
The current employment system of Yanhan Dynasty is the parallel examination system and imperial examination system.
Every year, the magistrates of various counties recommend talents to enter Changluo.
In addition, there are also imperial examination selections.
Among them, the county examination is held once a year, and those who pass the examination are called "shis". Then all "shis" are eligible to participate in the triennial "palace examination", which is also the ceremony of recruiting talents in Yanhan.
At this time, it was time for the three-year palace examination again.
Emperor Shenwu, already middle-aged, was occupying the throne, looking at the scholars below.
As an emperor's biological instinct, he would not give examiners to his ministers, but would personally control the fate of these scholars and thus establish ties with them.
At this time, his expression was serious, like the king of gods, overlooking the examination room.
All the scholars were sitting upright, except for the slight rustle of writing.
One of them, a sixteen-year-old scholar in Tsing Yi, had red lips, white teeth, and a handsome face, which was extremely extraordinary.
Jiang Liuer's writing was done in one go without adding any extra points, and he expressed his thoughts directly, which made him feel very happy.
At this time, he raised his head slightly, and when he saw the emperor's gaze dropped, he quickly lowered his head to show respect.
At the same time, a trace of glaze flashed in his eyes.
The image of the emperor he had seen at a sudden glance came to the bottom of his heart.
He has a middle-aged appearance, slightly thin lips, and serious eyebrows, with a hint of a weapon, giving him the feeling of killing someone.
At the same time, one can also feel that this is a mean monarch.
'Since I was a child, I have encountered many strange opportunities and embarked on the path of immortality. I originally wanted to escape the world and pursue a pure life, but because of the burden of my parents, I still had to gain fame...'
Jiang Liu'er sighed in his heart and silently used the magic formula. The emperor in his eyes blurred for a while, and there was a bright light protruding from the top, and his aura was red, turning into a dragon.
‘The Emperor’s Dragon Luck is indeed no trivial matter, but if it leaks out, it means the foundation is unstable. ’
Jiang Liu'er is a wizard in Taoism, and he also has a strange magical power that can hide his own cultivation. Only then he dared to act recklessly in the Weiyang Palace: 'The fate of Yanhan is so good, I'm afraid the country Zuo will also...'
At this moment, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
In the emperor's luck, a strange light suddenly appeared and turned into a bronze mirror.
Just one look in the mirror broke all Jiang Liu'er's spells, and even made his throat so sweet that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Even so, he also felt that his vision was blurry and the tip of his nose was warm.
"not good!"
He reached out quickly and narrowly caught a drop of nosebleed without letting it fall on the test paper.
"This gentleman..."
An official nearby was almost stunned when he saw Jiang Liuer's miserable condition.
Over the years, scholars have been under too much pressure, and some have gone crazy and fainted during exams. However, this is the first time I have seen this tragic scene of bleeding from the seven orifices.
"Sir, I have finished writing!"
Jiang Liuer wiped his nose with his sleeve and said in a low voice.
Emperor Shenwu on the dragon throne also saw this abnormality. He nodded and ordered a young eunuch to lead the scholar down to rest, and ordered the imperial doctor to treat him.
"When the time comes, all the scholars will stop writing."
After waiting for a while, a eunuch loudly announced the order, and all the scholars went down to express their gratitude and not mention the royal meal.
Emperor Shenwu and several ministers still had to work hard to review the papers.
I don't know how much time passed. Emperor Shenwu rubbed his eyes and put down a paper tiredly: "It's fake and empty-headed, not pragmatic at all. Although the rhetoric is gorgeous, it can only be a jester with a green poem, and what use is it to the country?"
He put down his ink pen a little irritably and asked, "Do you have any recommendations?"
Zhang Sishi, the Minister of Rites, stood up at this time, holding a paper high: "I would like to recommend this person. He has solid writing skills, is experienced in handling affairs, and has first-class talent!"
"oh?"
Emperor Shenwu couldn't help but his eyes lit up as he took the paper.
Let’s not talk about other things. This scholar’s handwriting is really excellent. Each one is like a Vajra Muni pearl, which is pleasing to the eye at first sight.
Looking at the article again, Emperor Shenwu was even more moved and looked at the name taboo: "Fanjun Jiangliu'er? But the one who committed a disobedience in the palace and bleeds from the seven orifices?"
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, it is this person!"
Zhang Sishi bowed and said.
"I am only sixteen this year. I am really a child prodigy, but my body is too weak..." Emperor Shenwu felt a little regretful: "With this word and this article, he can be called the number one scholar, but he is afraid that his body is too weak to hold down wealth. If He died within a few days of being the top pick, which is a hindrance... just pick the top pick!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
As soon as the emperor opened his mouth, there was no room for change in the matter.
…
A few days later.
New scholars paraded through the streets to praise their officials.
Jiang Liu'er, riding a tall horse and wearing an official uniform, was second only to the number one scholar and the second best scholar. In terms of Feng Shen's handsomeness, he was even more handsome than those two middle-aged men. He frequently attracted the attention of many Huaichun girls along the way.
If Yan Han hadn't had the trick of trying to catch his son-in-law, I'm afraid Jiang Liu'er would have been favored by someone high-ranking, and something good would have happened.
I don't know why, but Jiang Liu'er is not happy in his heart.
This bustling, noisy and rich world made him feel very uncomfortable.
In comparison, the Green Lantern Ancient Scroll made him feel peaceful and happy.
After praising the official, Jiang Liu'er took advantage of the time to wait for the appointment of an official position and visited Changluo.
This is the capital of Yanhan Emperor, with a population of over ten million, making it the largest city in the world.
There are five palaces, twelve roads and forty-six squares inside. The streets are crisscrossed and built in an extremely regular manner.
The sky is drizzling hazy.
Jiang Liuer walked away holding an oil-paper umbrella.
Not long after, he was suddenly touched and stopped in front of a dilapidated ancient temple.
This seemed to be a temple, but there was no incense. A stone incense burner was knocked to the ground.
"Where is...?"
Jiang Liuer was a little confused and asked a passerby next to him.
"This is - a Buddhist temple!"
A passerby laughed and said: "I don't know why, but my faith suddenly emerged, but it didn't have any spiritual response, and then it gradually lost its popularity..."
In today's world, as long as they are not gods of the Kunlun series, they are not considered orthodox.
But when Jiang Liuer looked at the abandoned ancient temple, he couldn't help but stop for a long time, and finally walked in.
He pushed open the door, endured the heavy dust and cobwebs, and saw the lotus throne, and the Buddha on the lotus?
Second, there were many reincarnations of people in the Yanhan Empire, and there were always a few followers of Brahma. This is how the belief in the Buddha arose.
It's just that everyone has forgotten their previous lives, and even some fragments of memories cannot break through the mystery of the womb, so the image of this Buddha is very weird, more like a god.
"Buddha...that's not the case."
Jiang Liu'er looked at this scene, and for some reason, the corners of his eyes were moist.
He looked at the Buddhist niche silently for a long time.
Outside, I don’t know when it was already dark.
Suddenly, Jiang Liu'er's expression changed, he made a spell, and he immediately became invisible and disappeared without a trace.
Not long after, two figures climbed over the wall and entered the Buddhist hall in a swaggering manner.