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"Where is the imperial examination room?"

"The saint moves, the situation follows. Is this the saint acting?"

In the examination room, the eight saints were solemn at the same time.The cultural spirit that runs through their heads connects to their Wen Palace, traversing hundreds of thousands of miles, reaching Wenquxing.

"Please Wenqu talent!"

There are saints shouting.The Eight Dao Wenqi changes at the same time, forming a phantom of Zhou Wenwang's Eight Diagrams in midair.

It was obviously daytime, but the direction where Wenquxing was suddenly brightened.A big star twinkling like a jade plate would be just a wisp of light for it, but for the individual, it would be a mighty white stream.

"Gather!"

Sage drink again.This literary energy found its way and surged towards the gossip phantom.

And Ye Nan stood in the middle of this gossip phantom.

"Is this the saints motivating Wenqu and filling the body with Wenqi?"

Watching this scene, many people feel strange.

"Isn't Wenqi Yingtai only after the test was released? Why did it appear during the exam? What happened?"

But at the time of the imperial examination, the examination room was closed, and it would take at least a day to know what happened inside.

But some clever spies immediately began to associate.

"I heard that the first prodigy of the Great Song Dynasty also participated in this imperial examination. Was it all the sages who had been dedicated to him this time with the literary spirit?"

"Five-year-old poetry Cheng Mingzhou, had it not been for the Emperor Song Emperor to hide his secret secrets, the Demon Kings would have done it! This time, we must find a way to clarify his news!"

No matter how many thoughts those outsiders have.At this moment, Ye Nan, who was located in the gossip phantom, only felt a breath of clarity and greatness flooding his body.He has 36,500 pores all over his body, which stretches as if he is home.

Ye Nan had already gone through two times of literary spirits and enthusiasm when he became Sheng Qianjuren and Sheng Qianshi.

He didn't waste time, sitting cross-legged directly on the ground, opening the palace of literature, and absorbing the almost overflowing literature like a whale.

when!

Right above Ye Nan's Wen Palace, the green guts resounded like a bronze bell, making a joyful jingle.

Numerous literary spirits poured into the Wen Palace and quickly turned into bricks, solidifying the base of the Wen Palace and expanding its scope.

Starting from twelve meters, Ye Nan's Wen Palace expanded rapidly with the bang.

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen...

At the beginning, the speed was extremely alarming, and it could widen by one foot in almost two minutes.The poems and essays of the Man Wen Palace by Ye Nan piled up slowly, turning into classic allusions, poetry books, pictures, and colorful windows and screens, printed on the walls, the ground, and the ceiling of the Wen Palace.

However, as the area increases, the speed at which Wenqi transforms into masonry remains unchanged, but the expansion speed of Wengong gradually slows down.

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen...

Wenqi is not only turned into floor tiles, but also part of it is swallowed by Ye Nan's boldness.

Numerous ancient inscriptions appeared on this cyan blaze, which showed signs of transformation like a small blue bell.

By the twenty-fourth zhang, Ye Nan's boldness changed from round to square, like an embryonic model, Wenquxing's literary spirit was also exhausted.

When Ye Nan stood up, the vague saint phantom came to him.

With a virtual hand, he made a half-handed Tiger Talisman with his vigour and handed it to Ye Nan.

"Ye Zichu, when you arrive at Bianliang, you can enter our military sacred academy in advance to study the sacred way of the military."

Other saints: _

Has this started to solicit?You have to be shameless!

Although all the saints follow the literary way, there are of course differences in classification.

For example Confucius Confucianism, Mencius and Mencius's Confucianism, Xunzi and Xunsheng's legalism, Sun Wu and Sunsheng's military strategists, Lao Zi Taishang sage's Taoism, and so on.

According to the rules, after the temple trial is over, all the saints will send out invitations to those they like, hoping that he will come to their own sanctuary.

But for such a good talent and beautiful jade, who is waiting for the end of your palace test!

really.He just finished speaking, the other saints also said quickly.

"Ye Zichu, my Confucian holy courtyard welcomes you!"

"And my Fajia Sanctuary!"

"Since you can write Pity for the Nong, it is naturally the most suitable for my farm sanctuary!"

Looking at the tiger charms, brushes, bamboo slips, rice ears in his hand, Ye Nan blinked, it was really hard to decide.

At this time, it was the military sage.

"Well, so many of us, what do we do with a child around others? Since the token has been sent, he naturally needs to make his own choice. Ye Zichu, I am waiting for you in Bianliang!

After that, the phantom of the soldier floated into the portrait of the examination room again.

The other saints secretly cursed good and bad people and he did it. It was shameless, but it was not good to stay, so he had to return to the examination room.

Ye Nan paused, put the tokens given by the four saints into the Palace of Culture, and walked out of the courtyard.

The forty-eighth chapter of the sky will fall into the black pot and the people of Si (repair)

Outside the courtyard, as soon as Ye Nan walked out, he saw the chief examiner and his party.

With enthusiastic smiles on their faces, they nodded to Ye Nan and continued to patrol the exam, as if they had just passed by.

This is to avoid suspicion.

Even if he has basically been positioned by the sages this time, he should be like this.

However, the eunuch next to him did not have so much scruples.As soon as he came up, he slapped the rainbow fart vigorously at Ye Nan.

"Our family name is Zhao, we are officially fortunate to meet today! Ye Gongzi is not yet sixteen this year, right? In the past ten years, it has been nothing but a blockbuster! The poems between waving his hands have become a town, even if it is Li Taibai of the Tang Dynasty. It's also slightly worse!"

"Grandpa Zhao said and laughed."

Ye Nan was not humble or arrogant.

"Qinglian Juggernaut is now a world-renowned Confucian scholar, and will soon break into a semi-sage. How can I compare it to a talented talent in our district?"

"Haha, Ye Gongzi is really humble! From our family's point of view, Ye Gongzi must be Li Taibai of my Song Dynasty in the future!"

Eunuch Zhao raised his sleeve and asked Ye Nan to come.

"The test is not over yet, please ask Young Master Ye to go out with our house."

On the way to leave, Eunuch Zhao said again.

"Young Master Ye, this time you try your poem to become a town, and there will be turmoil afterwards. If you don't dislike it, our family has a small courtyard in this Hong Mansion. We have never lived in it, but we have everything for Ye Gongzi. Rest temporarily."

Seeing this eunuch who obviously wanted to befriend him, Ye Nan smiled.

"Then I will disturb Father Zhao."

"Where are these words!"

Seeing Ye Nan nodded, Eunuch Zhao smiled happily.

"Young Master Ye can live in the small courtyard temporarily, so that our family can be touched by the talent of Wenquxing!"

...

Ye Nan became a country in poems on the test, and was given a literary spirit by the sages in advance. It was not a trivial matter, and was immediately reported by the eunuch Zhao and the chief examiner.

Upon hearing this news, many people showed unexpected expressions.

Including Song Shenzong.

After being sprayed by Wang Anshi, he did not take out Ye Nan again and put it to the Great Court meeting.

Instead, when meeting with the ministers (referring to the prime ministers) alone in the Xiaochao Hui, he questioned the three men in doubt.

"Poetry has become a town, and I can understand why all the saints should be inspired by Wen Quxing in advance in the examination room."

Chen Xu, Fu Bi and Zeng Gongliang did not understand when he asked.

Chen Xu is an honest man, and doesn't speak if he doesn't understand; Zeng Gongliang is the oldest of the three prime ministers and doesn't speak.

Only Fu Bi can only helplessly say.

"The minister doesn't know. If you want to know about this, I am afraid I have to ask the Holy Court."

"……forget about it."

When I heard that the Holy Court was so troublesome, Song Shenzong immediately shook his head and then smiled.

"It's just that, the Jie Yuan on Jiangnan West Road is none other than him, the No. 1 prodigy of the Song Dynasty. He is the leader of the case, and the test will become the understanding. You said, will he come here by winning the pursuit? Bianliang Provincial Exam, and then won the Huiyuan champion, a record of four yuan in a consecutive level that has never been seen before or in the present?"

"This……"

Chen Xu remained silent, Zeng Gongliang thoughtfully, Fu Bi clapped his hands and smiled.

"Your Majesty is right! The first child prodigy of the Great Song Dynasty was able to pass the boy test at the age of five, but under Fang Zhongyong's guidance he was dormant for ten years. I think Fang Zhongyong is afraid that's what he thinks!

In Fu Bi’s eyes, Ye Nan, who was only a few years old at the time and now less than sixteen, could have such a heavy heart that he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the provincial examinations were all in the same year. Four yuan, to do something unprecedented.

Therefore, the truth is that everything is Fang Zhongyong's pot!

(Fang Zhongyong: It's not me, I didn't stop talking nonsense!)

Fu Bi concluded that the others nodded again and again.

Fang Zhongyong's pot is afraid that he won't be able to throw it away.

At this moment, Zeng Gongliang finally spoke.

"Your Majesty, this may not be a bad thing."

"Ok?"

Song Shenzong turned his eyes around when he heard the words.

Just listen to Zeng Gongliang said.

"Your Majesty, the literary meeting between my Great Song and the Great Tang will be scheduled for half a month after the palace examination. This literary meeting will be held in my Great Song. It is said that on the side of the Great Tang, the team is led by Qinglian Sword Sage Li Taibai. I arrived before the palace exam and said that I had to do something during the palace exam."

"Ye Zi Begins to try Mingzhou, solve the test of the country, and all in one go, prove that he must have other masterpieces in his heart. If Ye Zi junior high school, it is naturally a good thing, you can join the literary club; if he fails, he can also "Eye-opening" is a support, so let him join in."

"By that time, Ye Ziye was only sixteen years old, but he was also a candidate. If I win, I can prove that there are successors in the scholars of the Song Dynasty; if I lose, it will be fine."

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Song Shenzong's eyes lit up.

"good!"

He hoped that the number one child prodigy of the Great Song Dynasty appointed by him would make a fortune for himself at the Tang and Song Wen Conference seven months later!

...

Returning to the inn in the carriage ordered by Eunuch Zhao, Ye Nan immediately left the room.

But think about it, he first asked the driver for the location of the small courtyard, and left a few lines for Huang Tingjian, who lives next door, with the address written on it.

Ye Nan thought that Huang Tingjian would come back tomorrow.But I didn't expect that at about eight o'clock at night, a maid shouted outside the door.

"Young Master Ye, there is a Huang Tingjian, Young Master Huang, who said it is your friend, come to visit."

Come so fast?

Ye Nan opened the door unexpectedly, and nodded to the delicate little maid.

"welcome."

"Yes."

The little maid obediently Yifu, two small long legs stepped out quickly.

Ye Nan straightened his clothes and sat in the outer hall for tea.Soon, I saw Huang Tingjian rushing over behind the little maid.

After seeing Ye Nan, Huang Tingjian said excitedly.

"Brother Ye, when I heard someone explain the test, a very young examinee became a town in poems and inspired All Saints Projection to suspect you, the first prodigy of the Song Dynasty. But I knew it without thinking about it, except for Ye Brother, there is no one else in this matter!"

Ye Nan smiled, and after a day's test, Huang Tingjian, whose eyes were still burning at this time, raised his teacup.

"Brother Huang drinks tea."