In just two hours, Madman Lan had finished writing the entire Enfeoffment System.
Not a single word was easy.
Then, he flipped the paper over and slept soundly on the table.
Because he had expended a lot of energy and thought, he quickly fell asleep and even started snoring.
The surrounding candidates were disturbed by his snoring and looked up.
This piece of trash Lan, who wasn't fit to be a human, was still sleeping?
Crazy, completely crazy!
The first day's exam wasn't very important, so he slept.
But the second day's exam was of utmost importance, and he slept soundly too.
Ning Zheng, Shen Lang, and even the Monarch would become the laughingstock of the world.
Especially the Monarch.
It was because of his trust in Shen Lang that he granted Madman Lan the status of an imperial college supervisor, allowing him to participate in the Enfeoffment.
Yesterday, the civil and military candidates besieged the Ministry of Rites and the Privy Council, and the Monarch suppressed all the candidates for your sake.
How much public anger did this incite?
And you slept soundly for every exam?
This was a slap to the Monarch's face.
Just you wait. Once the Enke's examination is over, you, Lunatic Lan, will definitely be sliced into a thousand pieces and sentenced to death. Even Shen Lang will be implicated.
You're finished, completely finished!
One of the examiners patrolled over once more, and once again saw Lunatic Lan sleeping on his stomach.
He couldn't help but frown.
Shen Lang was finished, and so was Ning Zheng.
Hearing his loud snoring, the examiner walked up and knocked on the table.
Immediately, Madman Lan changed his sleeping position and stopped snoring.
The examiner laughed coldly in his heart and left.
Sleep, continue sleeping. You don't have much time left to sleep. Your head will roll soon, and Shen Lang will probably be thrown into prison.
The Monarch's furious reaction after being slapped in the face could be imagined even with one's toes.
Madman Lan slept until noon once again.
After waking up, he ate lunch and then happily read Journey to the West in his mind.
Even though he preferred Battle Through the Heavens, he had no choice. He had finished the first book yesterday.
It was night time again.
Countless candles were lit in the examination hall.
Although there was only one question in today's policy discussion, it would take a long time to revise and rewrite every word.
Because it was too important, almost every examinee would revise it many times to ensure that it was perfect in their hearts.
There were still no candles lit in Lunatic Lan's examination booth.
Early in the morning, he wrapped himself in a blanket and lay on the ground to sleep.
For the past few years, he had been sleeping on the ground almost every day. It was only after he sought refuge with Ning Zheng that he finally had a bed to sleep on. Now that he was back on the ground, it felt so familiar.
However, he had slept too much during the day, so he couldn't fall asleep at night.
Should he read some more books?
Therefore, he started reading "Boundless Romance of Golden Plum Blossoms" in his mind. As he read, his interest was piqued.
What should he do?
They were in the examination hall. Although there was a water bucket, it was not convenient to clean it.
Otherwise, he would have to endure it.
It wasn't a good idea to molest oneself in the examination hall.
… …
Madman Lan should have broken the exam record and illuminated some unspeakable achievement.
The third day of the exam officially began.
Today's examination was on poetry, which was also very important. After all, poetry accounted for 30% of the total score.
More accurately, it was poetry and prose.
In other words, not only did he have to write a poem, he also had to write a prose.
What was prose?
According to the "Wenxin Carving the Dragon", prose was to spread out the talent of writing, to express one's will.
According to the "Book of Han", to recite without singing was called prose. Prose was a style different from poetry and prose. It was somewhere in between.
There were six meanings in "Poetry". The first was "Feng", the second was "Fu", the third was "Bi", the fourth was "Xing", the fifth was "Ya", and the sixth was "Song". "Feng", "Ya", and "Song" were three types of poetry. Fu, Bi, and Xing were three writing techniques.
According to Shen Lang, poems were relatively short, and Fu was relatively long. Furthermore, it wasn't very neat. However, as you read it, you might not be able to resist singing it.
After the sound of the gong, the examination papers were handed out.
There were only six hours for today's examination, which was half a day's time.
The topic of the poem was even more unconstrained.
The one who came up with the question this time was still the Monarch, Ning Yuanxian. He would never give up on any opportunity to show off his talent.
Madman Lan opened the paper.
The topic was very short!
Autumn had arrived. Wild geese flew south. Looking into the distance, the eyes were wild geese, but the heart was a roc.
Using the geese and the roc as the topic, write a poem and a prose respectively. There was no specific details.
In other words, if you used wild geese to write a poem, you had to use a roc to write a prose. On the other hand, if you used a roc to write a poem, you had to use a wild geese to write a prose.
Actually, when the Monarch came up with this question, he was in a very complicated mood.
He had asked Li Sun before. An emperor was like a blazing sun. The sun shone brightly, but it was unapproachable. Was he, Ning Yuanxian, the sun? If he was, how could someone be so close to him? If he wasn't, didn't that mean he wasn't a great emperor?
Of course, this was a fatal question. It almost made the eunuch, Li Sun, cry.
Ning Yuanxian had always been conflicted.
On one hand, he wanted to be a wise emperor that would last for thousands of generations. His idol was Emperor Jiang Li, who could swallow the world and sweep across thousands of miles.
However, he knew his own characteristics. He was sensitive, narrow-minded, sentimental, and a little romantic.
Deep in his heart, he probably knew that he couldn't become an eternal emperor.
It was one thing to yearn for it, but it was another thing to actually do it.
Wild geese existed in reality, but the roc was indeed a product of fantasy, a product of ancient legends.
Then, was the so-called eternal emperor also a product of fantasy? Did it not exist in reality?
The so-called roc was only an ideal that existed in people's hearts.
Only wild geese were real.
The Monarch, Ning Yuanxian, knew that he was just a wild geese, not a roc. Then he said that the roc shouldn't exist in this world.
To put it more bluntly, he said that all the emperors in the world were wild geese, so they shouldn't act cool.
Everyone was about the same, so no one should pretend to be an eternal emperor.
Wild geese were ordinary birds. They could get hurt, cry, and feel joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
The roc was a divine bird. It was perfect and powerful. It would not get hurt, nor would it feel sad.
All the emperors in the world were mortals with flaws. Only the legendary Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were as perfect as gods.
From this question, Monarch Ning Yuanxian's personality was on full display.
Narcissistic and pessimistic at the same time. Romantic and narrow-minded at the same time. Mean and emotional at the same time.
Madman Lan looked at the question and couldn't help but be stunned.
Shen was really a god!
Did he get both the poem and the composition questions correct?
Then was Shen Lang too godly?
Yes, and no.
This time, Shen Lang didn't deliberately choose the questions. However, he already had a deep understanding of Monarch Ning Yuanxian. Therefore, he chose the essays and poems for Madman Lan to memorize.
But from another perspective, Shen Lang gave over a thousand essays and a few thousand poems. The probability of getting it right was very high.
Madman Lan wasn't Jin Mucong.
Jin Mucong relied on his pen. He wasn't a genius, and his memorization efficiency was too low.
Especially for essays, it would be impressive if he could memorize a few dozen.
But Madman Lan memorized over a thousand essays and a few thousand poems.
Almost all the classics of China over the millennia were covered in one fell swoop.
Therefore, it was not easy to come up with a question that surpassed this category, given that the civilization of words was almost the same.
Especially the poems. They weren't like the eight-legged essays of the future. They were tightly attached to a certain phrase in the Four Books and Five Classics, leaving no room for interpretation.
As long as you wanted to, you could do anything.
Soon, Madman Lan's pen was like a god.
First, he used the autumn geese as a poem.
He wrote, "Those who abandon me, yesterday's day can't be kept;
Those who disturb my heart, today's day is full of worries.
The autumn geese are sent away by the wind from ten thousand miles away.
Penglai, the bones of the golden city, a small banquet in the middle.
Full of joy and excitement, they want to go up to the blue sky to look at the bright moon.
Cut water with a knife, water will flow. Drink to drown your sorrows.
Life isn't satisfactory. Loose hair and small boats in the morning.
Isn't this poem awesome?
It doesn't tell you the name of the poem or who the author is, but you can't help but feel your hair stand on end and your scalp go numb.
Just one look and you can tell that it's an immortal masterpiece.
That's the charm of a thousand-year-old classic. There's no need for hype or packaging.
Just one look and it will hit the depths of your soul.
This poem is Li Bai's work.
Of course, there are two sentences that need to be slightly modified. That's because there's no Jian An City or Xie Xie in this world.
The small banquet here refers to the banquet of the world's top literary figures.
He had written countless famous poems in his life.
Of course, his representative work will always be 'Legend of the East', which wrote the story of the Emperor Jiang Li.
Of course, in terms of literary attainments and artistic achievements, 'Legend of the East' was not as good as his other works. However, it was the most popular work in history.
Countless people in the Eastern world, and even the Western world, have read this book.
The sales volume of this book was probably the highest in this world in a thousand years.
This person originally lived in the capital of the Da Qian Kingdom, Jin Capital. He was once an official of the Da Qian Kingdom and made many suggestions to Jiang Li, but they were all rejected.
In a rage, this great scholar Yan Lin left the Da Qian Kingdom and traveled the world. He specialized in writing books for a living and became a literary figure in the Eastern world.
After the Emperor Jiang Li died, the Great Yan Kingdom conscripted Yan Lin to be an official and asked him to write a book that belittled Jiang Li.
Banlin refused and even set fire to the mountain, burning himself to death.
He was never put in an important position by Jiang Li in his life and even fell out with him in a rage. However, he still died for Jiang Li.
This contributed to his immortal reputation.
When Lunatic Lan recited this poem, he was shocked. Tears streamed down his face and his soul almost left his body.
Because … he had a vague feeling in his heart.
This great scholar Yan Lin seemed to be his teacher when he was young. To be more precise, he was the teacher of more than thirty children.
This was just a feeling. Lunatic Lan couldn't be sure.
This poem by the great god Li Bai may not be as famous as his other works, but its quality was not bad.
Especially to the Monarch Ning Yuanxian, it was definitely a killer.
The person Ning Yuanxian admired the most was Jiang Li.
To a certain extent, Jiang Li's death also broke Ning Yuanxian's wings. He clearly saw that there were no great rocs in this world, only wild geese.
The melancholy of this poem could directly hit the depths of Ning Yuanxian's soul.
Not only for Ning Yuanxian, but also for all the scholars, this poem was a must-kill.
All competitors would feel ashamed when they read it, and all examiners would feel their souls go numb.
It was too awesome.
A classic poem that had not been spoken for a hundred years.
… … …
Using wild geese as a poem, the next step would be to use the great rocs as an ode.
If the wild geese were to be pessimistic, helpless and melancholy.
The great rocs would have to break away from this kind of melancholy and melancholy.
They would still have to be melancholic.
However, they had to be filled with philosophy and majestic.
Thus, the great god Jia Yi's 《Ode to the Roc》 was the most suitable.
Purely in terms of artistic achievement, Jia Yi's 《Ode to the Roc》 and Li Bai's 《Xuan Zhou Xie Wang Lou》 were definitely on par.
Look at the words inside, these sentences.
All things change, and there is no rest. Mediate the flow and move, or push and return.
Misfortune and fortune depend on each other, blessings and misfortune lurk within. Sorrow and joy gather at the same door, good and bad in the same domain.
Heaven and earth as the furnace, creation as the work; Yin and Yang as the charcoal, all things as the copper.
Aren't you awesome or not?
Regardless of whether you can understand it, regardless of whether you know who the author is, or what the background of the composition was.
Just looking at these words would cause one's heart to tremble.
This was the power of words, this was the power of classics.
After thousands of years, the waves would wash away the sand. Writings that could be passed down for generations to come were truly awesome.
When Madman Lan recited these poems, he felt his hair stand on end. He was so shocked that he wanted to piss his pants.
In his excitement, he wanted to take a dump.
Just how high of a standard was this?
What was even more frightening was that Madman Lan felt that these writings were all written by Shen Lang himself.
Because he searched through all his memories, he had no recollection of these writings at all.
Then, he was so shocked that he wanted to take a dump again.
He originally thought that he was already a top-notch genius, but in front of Shen Lang, he was like the stars and the moon, completely dim.
He really could not imagine that there was someone like Shen Lang in this world.
This was more than just overflowing with talent.
A normal person's talent would at most be like a pee collapse, four or five times a day at most.
As for Shen Lang's talent, it was like a torrential downpour, like a raging wave, never ending.
In just a short fifteen minutes.
A majestic and profound "Ode to the Roc" appeared on the paper.
Even though he still made some slight changes to fit the history of this world, it did not affect the standard of the entire poem at all.
Madman Lan read it over and over again in his heart.
His entire heart was once again shaken, and his soul once again felt a strong impact. He felt waves of numbness, and his abdomen felt like it was being twisted.
No, no, I have to go to the toilet.
This poem was too awesome.
Every time he read it, he would be so excited that his stomach would churn, wanting to gush out.
Madman Lan flipped the exam paper over and pressed it down, holding his stomach as he ran towards the washroom.
And at this time, less than half an hour had passed since the third day of the exam began.
…
After Madman Lan returned, he once again sprawled on the table and slept.
The examiner once again passed by him, but this time, he did not even look at him.
Because it was meaningless. This trash had been sleeping for the past three days, and there was no need to pay attention to him.
He could totally be treated as a dead person.
The surrounding examinees no longer looked at Madman Lan.
Because there was only six hours for today's exam, to write a poem or an essay was still very difficult.
Time was also very tight.
Everyone was racking their brains, so how could they have the time to pay attention to a person who was bound to die?
More than four hours had passed.
It was already afternoon!
More than ten soldiers shuttled through the examination hall, banging on the gong and shouting, "Examination time is over, everyone stop writing, everyone stop writing."
All the examinees put down their pens.
Because if they did not stop writing at this time, the exam paper would be thrown out.
"Paste the name!"
Following the examiner's order.
More than a hundred soldiers came forward and pasted the name on every exam paper.
This way, the examiner would not know whose exam paper it was when he marked it. Moreover, they were not allowed to make any marks on the exam paper, otherwise, they would be dismissed immediately.
Of course, in the ancient times of China, the imperial examinations became stricter in the later period. Even all the exam papers had to be copied, so that the handwriting would not be recognized.
The State of Yue's imperial examinations had not reached such a stage yet.
"Seal the papers!"
After pasting the name, the soldiers put every exam paper into a large paper envelope and sealed it with wax.
"Collect the papers!"
Finally, all three thousand exam papers were collected and immediately sent to be marked.
There were only six or seven examiners participating in the marking, but they had to mark three thousand exam papers in just a few days. This was a very heavy workload.
In the next three days and three nights.
These examiners were not allowed to take a step away from the door. They had to eat, drink, and defecate inside. They could only leave when the marking was over.
"All examinees, leave the examination hall!"
Following the order.
Three thousand things that were neither human nor ghost left the examination hall.
Every one of them was stinky.
Although it was already September and the weather was not hot, it was definitely not cold either. The examination hall was stuffy and cramped. After three days and two nights, everyone was smelly.
Lunatic Lan was the best.
Because he was sleeping and resting most of the time, he did not sweat profusely.
All the examinees were exhausted.
After seeing Lunatic Lan, they hesitated for a few seconds before avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion, like the plague.
"Unworthy of being a human scum, Lan!"
"The scourge of the human world, Shen son-in-law!"
"These two are finished. Once the results are out, they're finished."
"This Lunatic Lan slept for three whole days during the examination. He almost didn't answer his exam paper."
"This is a slap to the Monarch's face."
"Just you wait, just you wait. This Lunatic Lan will definitely be cut into pieces. Shen Lang will also be thrown into the Supreme Court's prison."
"This clown is finally done for."
"There are no more scum son-in-laws in the world. Very good, very good."
… …
Half an hour later!
Lunatic Lan returned to Ning Zheng's residence in high spirits.
He was extremely excited.
This was because the examination had gone too smoothly. It was ten times better than what he had imagined.
However …
There was no one to welcome him.
Sword King Li Qianqiu was ambushing the Big Fool, attacking him thirty to forty times in a minute.
The Big Fool's screams rang out incessantly.
Shen Lang was conducting experiments in an underground chamber.
Ning Zheng came out to welcome him.
"Mister Lan has worked hard."
Then, Ning Zheng turned to Wu Lie and said, "General Wu Lie, please invite Shen Lang over."
A moment later, Shen Lang appeared in front of Lunatic Lan.
"Is the examination over?" Shen Lang had been conducting experiments for the past few days and had almost forgotten about the time.
Lunatic Lan nodded.
Shen Lang asked, "How did the examination go?"
Lunatic Lan was extremely excited, but he pretended to be indifferent.
"If there are no accidents, the first place will definitely be mine."
Ning Zheng was astonished when he heard this.
Wu Lie, Xian Nu, and the others all looked toward Lunatic Lan.
Was this for real?
The first place was already in the bag?
Bullsh * t!
Previously, His Highness Ning Zheng and Lord Zhang Chong had clearly said that Lunatic Lan would definitely pass the examination. However, getting into the top three depended on luck. The first place was impossible.
Shen Lang asked, "What questions?"
Lunatic Lan replied, "The policy topic is' On the Feudal System ', and the poems are' The Autumn Goose 'and' The Great Roc '."
Shen Lang was stunned.
No way, was it because his luck was too good? Or was it because he was too awesome?
It was not strange to guess the poems correctly, because they were all related.
However, to guess the policy topic correctly, that was a huge stroke of luck.
Of course, it could not be considered luck.
Because Ning Yuanxian had wanted to come up with this question for a long time, but he didn't have the confidence to do so before. Now that Su Nan had been eliminated and Yue State had won a great victory, he was so excited that he couldn't wait any longer.
Shen Lang looked at Ning Zheng and said, "Your Highness, he is really going to get first place."
Ning Zheng said, "Zhu Hongping is a descendant of the Zhu clan, and he is also the number one scholar in the capital. He is extremely talented."
Shen Lang had recently seen this Zhu Hongping's articles.
He was indeed awesome. Policy and poems were all top notch.
To be honest, his talent in poetry and policy was something that Shen Lang, who had not gone through systematic training, could not hope to match up to.
But no matter how awesome you are, can you compare to the great Liu Zongyuan, the great Li Bai, and the great Jia Yi?
Just how great was Jia Yi?
In Li Shangyin's poem, Jia Yi's talent was even more unparalleled, it was precisely Jia Yi. The Western Han Hong Wen that Lu Xun spoke of was also Jia Yi.
This person's political articles could be ranked in the top three in the history of China.
[Crossing the Qin] and [Ode to Quyuan] were both his works.
Now that the works of three great gods appeared, it was enough to crush the entire field.
Not to mention Zhu Hongping, even if the three thousand candidates worked together, they would be completely crushed.
If it was any other examination venue, there would be fear of being suppressed and cheating.
But it was precisely because of Zhu Hongping that this examination was absolutely fair. There could not be any cheating.
Zhu Hongping was the direct grandson of the pillar of the State of Yue, Zhu Hongzhu. There could not be any blemishes in his life history.
There could not be any cheating in the examinations that he participated in.
Furthermore, the person behind Shen Lang was actually the Monarch.
Cheating and suppression? There was no such thing.
Because the final results were determined by Ning Yuanxian, the Monarch.
Now everyone was waiting for Lunatic Lan's results to completely fail. That way, they could slap the Monarch in the face.
To be honest, the Monarch did not dare to have any hope. But in the depths of his heart, he was even more desperate than Shen Lang for Lunatic Lan's name to be on the roll. That way, he, Ning Yuanxian, would be able to hold his head high.
So this Monarch's heart must be crumbling.
How did I end up being tied up with Shen Lang for no reason? And I'm tied up with Lunatic Lan.
Shen Lang emphasized again, "Your Highness, Enkewenshi, our first place is in the bag! Lunatic Lan, go and have a good rest. I'll continue with my experiments. "
Then, Shen Lang sniffed and said, "Lunatic Lan, don't tell me you did it in the examination hall?"
As soon as he said that.
All the women around him retreated.
Especially Xian Nu, who looked at Lunatic Lan with disdain.
Fifth Prince Ning Zheng acted as if he did not hear anything.
"Shen Lang, Mr. Lan, I'll take my leave first."
Then, he hurriedly left. Because he really did not have the courage to stay and listen to what was said next.
But Xian Nu and Wu Lie did not leave. They had seen and heard all kinds of things.
What kind of scum had they not seen?
After Lunatic Lan was exposed by Shen Lang, he was not embarrassed. He only said angrily, "I'm sorry, Shen's' Endless Romance 'is too well written. I can't help but think of Lady Xian Nu. I can't help myself!"
Xian Nu blushed and said coldly, "Lunatic Lan, if you mention me again, I'll slap you to death!"
Lunatic Lan corrected himself, "I can't help but think of my dream lover. That's why I can't control my emotions."
Shen Lang was amazed, "You're amazing. You're definitely the first in history. I hope your examination papers don't have any special flavor."
Then, Shen Lang said to Xian Nu, "Once the results are announced, Lunatic Lan will be the first in the capital. Xian Nu, you have to hurry."
Xian Nu could not stay any longer. He turned and ran away.
Instantly, the ground shook.
After Xian Nu left.
Lunatic Lan bowed to Shen Lang and said, "Shen is really a godly person. When I was memorizing these policies and poems, I was just memorizing them. Today, when I wrote them on the paper, it was really breathtaking and breathtaking. Especially Shen's analysis of His Majesty's thoughts, it was unbelievable. "
"Shen is really a godly person! I can't even compare! "
Shen Lang wanted to step forward and pat Lunatic Lan's shoulder, but after a slight hesitation, he gave up.
"I'm just standing on the shoulders of a giant."
"But Lunatic Lan, you're already very impressive. But don't compare yourself to someone like me. My talent is much better."
"I'll reach the top and look down on all the mountains!"
Lunatic Lan was even more amazed.
Not only was Shen talented, but he was also so direct, without the slightest bit of hypocrisy.
Just these two lines of the poem were wonderful, wonderful!
…
At the same time, the marking of Enke's theory examination papers was in full swing.
…
Note: This chapter was extremely difficult to write. I wrote it for a few hours. I'll try to finish it at around 11: 30 pm. Sob sob. I beg for everyone's great support, I beg of you!
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