Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 153: 1 Chao Ming Xiang

Although it seems that no one from the Chu family is an official in the government, one cannot underestimate the capabilities of this family in the capital. However, it did not arouse much interest in Ji Yuan, who was still sitting in the attic reading a book and eating steamed buns.

When Ji Yuan is reading, he eats very slowly. Even a strong man can finish the five buns in only seven or eight mouthfuls. The more he is absorbed in reading, the slower he eats.

Already watching the sun set in the west, Ji Yuan had almost read through the entire set of "Tongjian of Baifu", but the bun in his hand still had some edges, as if he was waiting to finish the set of books. Finished eating.

After reading the last sentence, he turned to the back page of the sixth volume of "Baifu Tongjian". Ji Yuan threw the corner of a bun in his left hand into his mouth, and he didn't know whether he was tasting the bun or the book. Content.

Ji Yuan’s current state of mind cannot be said to be completely different from that of his previous life, but at least he is much more peaceful and patient. Even so, he still sometimes reminisces about mobile phone networks and other things, and the folk customs of various places online. Click twice and it will come out.

Going downstairs and putting the "Tongjian of Baifu" back to its original place, Ji Yuan was already ready to sleep when he returned to the third floor. However, when he went to sleep, he didn't really sleep, but used the moment of sleep to understand the old dragon. That borrowed magic.

Although the things from the old dragon are not authentic from the Immortal Mansion, they are real dragons after all. As long as the old dragon is really interested and has enough time to research, no matter how bad it is, there will be a specious product, such as Bailu’s fairy before. The predecessor of Beast Art Judgment, after perfecting Ji Yuan, I think it should be quite outstanding.

The most interesting things about this jade slip and jade slip are naturally "transmitting spirits through objects" and "flying into the clouds and driving the mist". The former is more convenient to practice, while the latter is one of the famous flying techniques and requires careful attention. Carefully consider and practice simulations in artistic conceptions and even dreams.

When normal cultivators learn soaring techniques, they are always accompanied by their elders to protect them, lest they accidentally fall to death.

However, Ji Yuan is not afraid of falling to death. If he really felt that it was not safe, he would not be embarrassed and ask Lao Long to take care of him. At worst, Lao Long would be greatly surprised and even made fun of, but the other party would also He will definitely help. Ji Yuan is very accurate in judging people (dragons) in this regard. When Lao Long wanted to make friends, it wasn't because of Ji Yuan's ability.

The old dragon's magic is very special. Some descriptions are down to the millimeter. It is not so much pure cloud control as it is water and wind control and some special manifestation factors. It is the same as what was recorded in "Tongming Ce" There is a big difference between those Soaring Cloud Techniques.

As the saying goes, the wind follows the tiger and the clouds follow the dragon. Dragon genus is an innate magical power. The real dragon is the best among them. There is no need to learn it. Since the old dragon has mastered Ying's magic, no matter whether he was idle or not at the beginning It's scary, but it's definitely extraordinary.

It was easy for Ji Yuan to sleep. He took the gray cloth bag hanging on the top of the curtain in the attic and put it on the ground to make a pillow. Then he lay on his side with a jade stick under his head. In a few breaths, He entered the dream fragrance and practiced strange arts in his resting dream.

Unlike ordinary immortal cultivators who practice deep meditation, a method as delicate as Jiyuan can only be used by a strange person like him, whose artistic conception can transform mountains and rivers and can always overlap...

Ji Yuan fell asleep here, but there were people in Yanhui Lane on Yongan Street who woke up from their long dream.

Wang Li was a little dazed in his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and opened his eyes. His eyes were on the ceiling of the rented room. He sat up slightly sluggishly, stretched and yawned.

"Oh~"

Tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes while yawning, which also made him sober up a lot.

Look at how dim the room is, it must be getting late.

The bowls, chopsticks and other items on the bedside table are gone. Perhaps someone from the landlord's family has come to clean them up again.

Wang Li is still in a daze now.

"Why did I fall asleep suddenly? It seemed like I had a long dream..."

My eyes swept across the table and I saw the words "Bai Lu Yuan" written on the top yellow paper.

In an instant, there was an electric shock in my mind, and everything in my long dream was recalled.

Wang Li went from being dazed to trembling to gradually becoming excited. He lifted up the quilt and went to the desk.

"Bai Lu Yuan! Bai Lu Yuan! I have to write it down. This is a story being taught by an immortal. I have to write it down immediately!"

With agitated mood, Wang Li quickly clicked Qingshui in the inkstone again and began to grind the ink again. The story to be written was not short, but as a storyteller's instinct, his mind had already arranged the story more carefully. Wonderful.

"This book must have five chapters, no, no, it must have six chapters, it must take more than six chapters to finish..."

As he murmured to himself, his hands were even more excited, and the movements of rubbing ink on his hands seemed like swinging.

Not long after he got up, a chill hit him. Wang Li shivered again and quickly pulled the quilt over to wrap himself up.

Seeing that the sky was starting to get dark, I picked up the torch on the table and tried to light the oil lamp. When I opened the cap, I found that the spark in the torch had burned out.

"Xiaodong~Is Xiaodong here~"

Wang Licong let go of the quilt and got up from the bed, walked to the door and shouted a few words, but he didn't dare to open the door, knowing that it must be colder outside.

"Hey, dad, mom, Mr. Wang is awake and calling me."

"I must be hungry after sleeping all day!"

The sound of laughter and conversation came from the room next to him, and then the boy trotted to Wang Li's house and opened the door.

Woo...Woo...

A cold evening wind blew in, and Wang Li couldn't help but shiver.

"Mr. Wang, are you awake? I have prepared some for you. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. There are pork belly and white duck. Hehehe, they are delicious!"

"Oh oh oh, ok, ok, I'm starving. By the way, bring me a new fire stick. The one I want to use as a guide, the one in the house is extinguished."

The boy looked at the dark room and it was still dark outside. He said "Okay" crisply and trotted away.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Li lit the oil lamp in the room and closed the lampshade. The Four Treasures of the Study were placed on one side of the Four Immortals' table, New Year's meals were placed on the other side, and a stack of white paper was straightened out in the middle.

The top piece of white paper has only three large characters, which are exactly "White Deer Yuan" written by Ji Yuan. This is also the paper Wang Li plans to use as the cover of the book.

Due to the exquisite calligraphy of the gods and immortals, this time the storyteller Wang Li was extra careful when writing. Although the handwriting is still not good, he tried to be neat, otherwise there will always be a feeling of tarnishing the calligraphy of gods and immortals.

At this moment, Ji Yuan seemed to be feeling something in his sleep. In his dream, he was still flying away on the clouds and mist, but the body in the bookstore outside showed a smile.

"Waving a paper fan on the overpass table, the screen awakens the legend of Mudao."......

The imperial examination has undergone several changes in Dazhen, and now the imperial examination is held every three years.

Before the State Interpretation Test, each state's examinations were relatively free. The examination time was different depending on the questions. Some were held for several hours and some were held for one day, but the content of the examinations was different.

Everyone knows the content that needs to be recited for the basic skills test. Most candidates for poetry, lyrics, and poetry will also prepare in advance, but some essays and explanations will have more questions, because this is the real selection process for officials. When the time comes, it will take a lot longer.

General examinations are usually led by the Ministry of Rites and all departments of the court will set questions. Starting from the ninth day of February, three exams will be held on the ninth, 12th and 15th days of the lunar month, each lasting three days.

About the time when the apricot blossoms are in full bloom, a list will be posted to inform you of the results of the examination, so it is also called the "apricot list". At this stage, the people on the list are actually considered talents.

After five days of rest after the announcement of the apricot list, the final palace examination will begin to compete for the ranking of the entire generation of Dazhen scholars. Although the number one scholar may not necessarily lead to a high official, at least it is indeed the honor of Guangzong.

Time flies so fast, even though it is still cold, the hearts of the tributes from all sides are hot.

Today is February 30th, the day when the apricot list is announced. Scholars and talents from Dazhen prefectures are all gathered outside the wall of Gongyuan in the capital, anxiously waiting for the official announcement with various complex emotions.

Ji Yuan originally didn't know where Gongyuan was, but he knew the exact location when he stood in the Chu Mansion's bookstore and looked at it, because there was such a dense cloud of cultural energy that it was difficult to ignore it.

'Master Yin is already extremely talented and talented. During the New Year, he received the pure Qi of heaven and earth. Now that the Qi of Haoran is in full swing, his mind at Lingtai is extremely clear, and his achievements will definitely be improved to the next level! ’

With this kind of confidence in his friends, Ji Yuan didn't go to join in the fun outside Gongyuan at all.

……

Yin Zhaoxian and Shi Yusheng could not squeeze through others, and there were no servants to clear the way, so they were squeezed into a corner by a group of scholars.

"Oh, Brother Yin, why are you not in a hurry? I feel like a cat's paw!"

The closer it was to the time when the results were released, the more nervous Shi Yusheng became. He was sweating now, but looking at Yin Zhaoxian next to him, he still looked calm and calm.

When Yin Zhaoxian heard what Shi Yusheng said, he couldn't help but retort.

"Who says I'm not in a hurry? I'm very anxious! But there's no point in being anxious. Your grades will get better if you just get ahead?"

"What you said makes sense, but we can't even see the list from now on!"

Yin Zhaoxian also smiled bitterly. Isn't this force majeure? Just as he was about to say something, the rich voice of the imperial servant rang out.

"Quiet"

The originally noisy environment outside the Gongyuan Bang wall suddenly became quiet.

"Post a list"

After the officers roared, they looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. Four officers with silver-rimmed hats came out of the tribute courtyard. One of them was holding a rolled yellow cloth and was taller than the officers.

There were officers outside holding sticks to fend off a group of scholars. In front of the officers who were good at martial arts, these scholars could not cross the line no matter how crowded they were.

The four officers worked together to unfold it, and then the four of them bowed and jumped together. After unfolding the Qinggong, they lifted up the movement in the air, grabbed a corner of the yellow cloth and slapped it against the wall.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang," four slaps struck the wall.

When the servants left, a huge apricot list was posted.

After a while, Yin Zhaoxian felt a familiar atmosphere, just like the one he had in Chunhui Mansion in Jizhou.

Many scholars in the crowd were spreading the word.

"Who is Yin Zhaoxian? Where is this person?"

“I’m on the list, hahaha, I’m on the list, so am I, hahaha!”

"Congratulations...hey..."

"Do you know Yin Zhaoxian? I don't know..."

“I know, I know, I’ve heard the name on Wenqu Street, it’s Jizhou Jieyuan!”

"Oh, it's only eight buckets high!"

……

The voice came from behind, and the word "Yin Zhaoxian" was mentioned repeatedly in the roaring noise. Shi Yusheng's expression was a little unbelievable, and Yin Zhaoxian's own heartbeat accelerated.