The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 42:

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After a while, a low exclamation came from inside the gauze curtain.

On the gold-edged paper, there was the same bunch of crooked ghostly drawings, which were even uglier than Feng Zhiwei’s. Everyone got them right one by one, without any mistakes. After being stunned for a long time, he passed the answer behind the screen.

Behind the screen, the prince who was drinking fragrant tea put down his tea. When he heard the report from his servant, he leaned over and looked outside, and said with a smile: "Father, I didn't expect that someone actually answered the question today."

The emperor, who was slender and wearing a bright yellow casual robe, said "Hmm" and said: "You have been in charge of Qingming in the past few years, and there are more and more talents. It is not in vain for me to come here in person."

The prince showed excitement, remembering the conversation with Lao Liu a few days ago. Lao Liu mentioned that Vietnam has been frequently knocking on the border recently, and the Jinsha pirates have robbed the border people. Some things have worried His Majesty. It is better to advise His Majesty to go out to relax, Qingming and so on. There are quite a lot of talents in the year, and your majesty can be comforted by seeing them. You might as well make the scale of this academic examination more grand and spread it, so as to show the prestige of our great country and abundant talents, appease the frightened people, and at the same time shock those who do not know how to behave. Xiaoxiao, now it seems, is really in His Majesty's favour, but he doesn't want to share the credit with Lao Liu. He shrank back when he spoke, and said with a smile: "Father, I work hard to govern, I will be prosperous in the sky, and the world will be prosperous." Talents are all found in the imperial capital, and now we have promoted Yingjuan to be a scholar, so that those indifferent Xiaoxiao can watch and settle down earlier!"

The emperor looked more and more satisfied, but then he looked up at the prince and said: "But to answer one question, it is too early to say that he is a national scholar."

"It has to be yes!" The prince was so proud that he put down the tea cup and said with a smile, "If you wish, he is!"

The emperor glanced at him, the smile on his lips subsided slightly, and then waved to the eunuch.

The **** lifted the curtain and came out, trembling in his shrill voice and said: "Next question!"

There was a roar in the venue, and everyone stood up with expressions as if they were struck by lightning—did you solve the first question?

Ning Yi was drinking tea. When his hand shook, a drop of tea fell on his sleeve. He did not wipe the tea away, but only looked up at Feng Zhiwei, his eyes flashing for a moment.

Second question.

"A and B can transform into each other. B can produce C in boiling water. C can be oxidized into D in the air. D has the smell of rotten eggs. What are A, B, C and D?"

Feng Zhiwei had calmed down a lot at this time - when she saw the familiar handwriting on the long golden scroll from a distance, she had an idea. When she confirmed the first question, she knew that the so-called promotion The British volume, the so-called unparalleled national warriors are all in this volume, either it is a misinformation, or the owner of this volume has made a huge joke with the people of the world for more than 600 years.

No matter what, this joke made fun of everyone in the world, but it fulfilled her wish.

The answers to the second question were handed in, and everyone no longer waited casually. They all stood on tiptoes and looked up at the gauze curtain nervously. After a while, the gauze curtain was lifted, and the eunuch's high-pitched voice, which was so surprised and excited that he almost changed his tone, pierced everyone. The nerves of the audience - "Question 3!"

People began to squeeze forward subconsciously, wanting to witness the birth of a national scholar who had been suspected for six hundred years. Ning Yi could no longer sit still and walked over with a flick of his sleeves.

He passed by Feng Zhiwei on the stage, and turned around with a sharp look from the corner of his eyes. Feng Zhiwei lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes with a gentle expression, but when he was about to leave, he said in a low voice: "Your Highness, It’s such a blessing to have you as a minister in the same palace.”

Ning Yi's shoulders were obviously stiff for a moment, and then he floated past. Feng Zhiwei looked at his back and suddenly felt that she was in a good mood.

I have been bullied and oppressed by him for so long, and I have been at a disadvantage every time. Now I can feel proud and proud for once.

The third question.

"What will happen if a divine stone of destiny from the Evergreen Temple of the Sky, which is said to be related to the destiny of the country, is thrown into the waters of Rakshasa Island in the Hubei Sea at three o'clock on the night of the blood moon?"

The big bosses of the Qin Tian Jian and the Hanlin Academy have already seen the problem. They are pulling their beards and hair, using the vast knowledge in their belly, ranging from astrology, celestial phenomena, the Book of Changes, Kanyu Feng Shui... and so on. To solve this problem from an esoteric perspective, a senior official from Qintian Prison clasped his hands and said tremblingly: "It's unfathomable, it's unfathomable..."

Everyone showed that they were not surprised. A few generations ago, contemporary scholars who studied heaven and man spent their entire lives studying these three questions carefully, and finally came to the conclusion that the questions seemed weird and childish. , contains infinite profound meanings. The three questions cover the transformation of formations, astrolabe calculations, destiny and other most profound principles in the human world. Not to mention that there is no trace of the answer, just these three questions are enough. It took him a lifetime, and at that time the white-haired scholar clapped his legs and sighed - it was indeed the work of the great emperor Dacheng Jueyan, and he really had to be an unparalleled scholar to do it!

At this time, Feng Zhiwei also saw the third question, and was startled. She had never seen this question in the booklet.

After answering the two questions, she had already figured out the hidden intention of the owner of the question. All she had to do was come up with the simplest and most shocking answer from the simplest direction.

Feng Zhiwei handed in the answer.

After a while, there was a popping sound inside the white gauze, and there was a continuous sound of a human body falling to the ground.

As soon as the gauze curtain was lifted, the **** came out sweating profusely. He stood with a bulging belly and opened his mouth several times, but no sound came out.

With these words, success or failure, everyone held their breath and looked up at that terrifying mouth, waiting for the birth of a national warrior or the fall of a talented person.

The huge lecture hall with thousands of people was as quiet as death for a moment.

Wei Fengzhi stood in front of the hall with her hands slightly clasped, smiling faintly. A three-foot long golden thread was flying between her snow-white fingers. Her voice was soft and soft, as if someone was laughing softly from outside the sky.

Ning Yi turned around in front of the hall and stared at the frail young man with complicated eyes.

When the silence was suppressed to the last moment, and everyone was about to lose their patience, the **** finally regained his breath, strode towards Feng Zhiwei, and bowed to the ground with a long bow.

"Please..."

"Guoshi..."

As soon as a word is spoken, the surroundings become silent, and as soon as a word is spoken, the heart surges.

In an instant, the waves crashed onto the shore, knocking the minds of these thousands of people to a state of near blankness.

Guo Shi!

The students were simply excited by these two coveted words of nobility and purity, but the big shots in the DPRK exchanged meaningful glances with each other.

This guy is so lucky... If it weren't for the unrest on the border, His Majesty's neglect of government in recent years and many shortcomings in various state affairs have caused uneasiness among the people. His Majesty is in urgent need of calming the people's minds. Why would he use the name of "National Scholar" so quickly? , add it to that hairy boy?