"Mislead?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at Ping Yang with disdain. The court examinations were held at the White Jade Square. How could he mislead them?
However...
How could they fail?
Even though Fang Zhengzhi did not know what the focus of the policy theory examination was, he was confident that the New Six Nations would be able to pass.
"If what Wu Feng said is true, how could Young Master Yan and Official Fang not have been invited?" Wen Dabao could not understand.
"The meaning of the policy discussion." Yan Xiu said softly.
"Meaning?" Wen Dabao was confused. He did not know what the topic was and could not understand what Yan Xiu was saying.
However, right at this moment, the sound of a zither being strung resounded once more. It was clear and melodious like a clear spring that was dripping into a lake, and it emanated circle after circle of ripples that caused one's heart to feel tranquil.
"Let's go in first. How can we stand at the door listening to music?" Ping Yang did not care if Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu failed. She was focused on the music.
Without waiting for Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu's agreement, she dragged them into the loft.
Wen Dabao did not have any objections and followed.
Once they entered the loft, Fang Zhengzhi could feel that the fireworks in this world were different from the ones in his previous world. There were no flashy lights, just a simple and elegant atmosphere.
The layout of the Intellectual Loft was somewhat similar to the one in his previous life. The center was completely empty, and four wooden staircases led to the second floor from the east, west, north, and south.
In the hall, dozens of round tables were filled with fruits and desserts. There were also some snacks and drinks. An ink landscape painting fell from the top of the loft.
On the second floor of the pavilion, there were eight small platforms, each of which was occupied by a woman in a long dress with a faint white veil covering her face.
In front of each of the eight women was a zither. The eight women were playing different kinds of musical instruments, drumming, or holding a pipa in their hands.
The third floor of the loft. They were also set up in the four directions of north, south, east, and west. There was a woman in a long dress on each of the stages.
Green, red, gold. White, four different colors.
With just one look, Fang Zhengzhi had a feeling that the layout of the Intellectual Loft was extraordinary. There were four staircases at the bottom, eight small platforms in the middle, and four high platforms at the top.
"Four Symbols, Eight Trigrams!"
…
"Eh? Fang Zhengzhi is here! "
"And Yan Xiu … greets Princess Ping Yang!"
Very quickly, all of the candidates at the table noticed Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu. Then. When they saw Ping Yang standing between the two of them, they stood up simultaneously.
As the owner of the Intellectual Loft, there was no way he wouldn't recognize this little tyrant of the Flame Capital City.
As soon as they saw Ping Yang, a lady of about 30 years of age in a white dress floated in front of them.
"Is Her Highness still sitting in her usual seat?"
"Of course." Ping Yang raised his head slightly with an arrogant look.
"Your Highness, please wait for a moment. I will arrange it immediately."
"Hurry up."
"Roger."
Before long, Fang Zhengzhi and the others were brought to a seat in the middle of the hall. From this position, Fang Zhengzhi could see everything in the Intellectual Loft clearly.
Ping Yang looked at the seat in front of her. Then, she blinked at Fang Zhengzhi, almost as if to say, "What do you think? I am more familiar with it than you are! "
"Not bad." Fang Zhengzhi nodded.
"Hahaha … of course not bad." Ping Yang chuckled when she heard this.
The other candidates looked on in disdain. Especially those who had been chased away, they stood at the side with a depressed look on their faces.
"He is still someone who did not make the rankings!"
"Let's see if he can still be so smug when the results are announced tomorrow."
"Young Master Wu. Hurry up and tell us about your policy paper. I want to show him the difference between us and the court examinations. "
"Hahaha …"
Very quickly, a wave of laughter rang out.
"Today is a literary gathering, we should focus on making friends. Everyone, please compose some poems to liven things up. Let's not talk about the policy discussion anymore." Wu Feng smiled as he stood up and waved his hands at the surrounding scholars.
"Young Master Wu, you are wrong. The policy paper is a must in the court examinations. It is a test of one's ability. It is a hundred times better than those who memorize the Law of Dao!"
"That's right, Young Master Wu said that there is no need to hide it!"
"Even though we are participating in the court examinations, we are not fated to be invited by the Emperor. It is our honor to be able to sit in the same hall as Young Master Wu. I hope Young Master Wu will enlighten us."
When the scholars heard Wu Feng's modesty, they all tried to persuade him.
Wu Feng revealed a troubled expression on his face, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew that the Ink Society was mainly focused on discussing policy.
After a slight decline, Wu Feng clasped his hands to the candidates.
"Since you all think so highly of me, I will discuss it with you." When Wu Feng finished, he glanced at Fang Zhengzhi, "The essence of my strategy theory is this: 'Friendship between nations ends with trust'."
"The friendship between nations is determined by trust?"
"Could it be that sentence from the Law of Dao's Great Learning Chapter?"
All of the candidates' eyes lit up when they heard Wu Feng's words.
"That's right, as a ruler, one must be benevolent; as a minister, one must be respectful; as a son, one must be filial; as a father, one must be kind; as a friend, one must be trustworthy."
"I believe that this is the principle of the Sage Sect and us, and also the key to solving the current situation. During the Palace Examination, I saw that although the Sage is troubled by the chaos of the Southern Mountain Range, but from a distance, it is the hidden calamity of the Demon Race. As ministers, we should not only solve the immediate problems, but also plan for the future."
"Even though I do not know the specifics, the Southern Mountain Range and the Great Xia are friends, not enemies. In the past hundred years, the Southern Mountain Range has been a natural barrier for the Great Xia. It has protected us from the demons. "
"The Great Xia Dynasty has given the Southern Mountain Range what it needs. From the Sage's book to the excavation of the mountains and rivers, the Great Xia Dynasty is a great country that is tolerant of everything. The Southern Mountain Range will be grateful. "
"For a country to be strong, it must be tolerant. Tolerant is great! The friendship between nations is determined by trust. As long as both sides trust each other. We can help each other and prosper for a hundred years. "
"As such, my philosophy is that if the Great Xia treats you with sincerity, you will be able to trust us!"
When Wu Feng reached this point, his voice gradually became louder. His expression was filled with a yearning for the ideal, filled with the conviction to save the world.
"Treat you with sincerity, you will be able to trust us? Good, Young Master Wu is right! "
"You are indeed number three on the Rising Dragon Roll. This level of talent cannot be compared to others. Listening to Young Master Wu's speech is better than reading a book for a year. "
"Young Master Wu's policy paper is extraordinary. Not only is it profound, but it is also based on the classics. I don't think Nangong Hao could write a better one."
"That is true. Even though I believe in peace, my policy paper pales in comparison to Young Master Wu's."
When the surrounding candidates heard this, they all gasped in admiration. There were also a few scholars who sighed, seemingly regretful.
"Naive." Fang Zhengzhi's lips twitched in disdain.
The words of the sages in the book were, of course, correct. However, the words of the sages were ultimately dead. How to use it and where to use it were the crux of the matter.
Trust was not an issue.
Between countries, mutual trust, this point of view is also not wrong.
However. The establishment of trust was not as simple as saying, "I trust you, and you trust me," and holding hands and being good friends.
All trust was built on the foundation of martial strength. By the same logic, only when both sides were able to benefit from each other could they establish trust and cooperation.
Without these as a foundation, it would be impossible to trust him.
Wu Feng did not hear what Fang Zhengzhi said. After he finished, he turned to look at Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu.
Wu Feng quickly arrived in front of them.
"Young Master Yan, Young Master Fang, Your Highness, I wonder if the three of you have any comments on what I just said?" As Wu Feng spoke, he also acted as if he was asking for advice.
When the surrounding candidates saw this, they all started to laugh.
A candidate invited by the Emperor was humbly asking two people who did not make the roll for advice. This was a delightful sight.
Especially when they thought of Fang Zhengzhi's arrogant performance in the Court Theory Examinations, as well as his arrogant expression when he handed in his script early, they all felt extremely satisfied.
"Fang Zhengzhi, you did not expect this to happen when you handed in your script early, right?"
Yan Xiu looked at Wu Feng. He did not reply immediately. Instead, he opened his Mountain and River, Heaven and Earth Fan and fanned himself.
Then, he turned his gaze to the four dancing ladies on the third floor of the pavilion.
"Can you get out of my way?"
"..."
All of the candidates who were anticipating Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengzhi's answers were stunned. They looked at Yan Xiu in disbelief.
Can you get out of my way?
Fang Zhengzhi did not expect someone as cold as Yan Xiu to say such a thing. He gave Yan Xiu 32 thumbs up in his heart.
After being stunned for a moment, Ping Yang burst into laughter. Her laughter was extremely exaggerated and flamboyant. She used both her hands to cover her stomach as she laughed wantonly.
"Hahahaha..."
As for Wu Feng, his expression was completely frozen.
Wu Feng's expression turned from white to red as he looked at Yan Xiu. His eyes glimmered as his lips moved, almost as if he wanted to say something. However, he did not.
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