Sixteen years later.
Yan Han.
In the Weiyang Palace.
Yan Han's recruitment system was based on the Imperial Examination and the Imperial Examination.
Every year, the county magistrates would recommend talents to enter Chang Luo.
Apart from that, there was also the Imperial Examination.
The county examination was held once a year, and the examinees were called 'scholars'. Then, all the 'scholars' were qualified to participate in the triennial Palace Examination, which was also Yan Han's talent selection ceremony.
Now, it was time for the Palace Examination, which was held once every three years.
Emperor Shenwu, who looked middle-aged, was sitting on the main seat, looking down at the scholars.
As an emperor, he would not give the examiners to his subjects. Instead, he wanted to personally control the fate of these scholars and form a relationship with them.
At this moment, he looked serious, like a god overlooking the examination ground.
All the scholars were sitting upright, and only the rustling of their brushes could be heard.
Among them was a sixteen-year-old scholar in green. He had red lips, white teeth, and a handsome face. He was extraordinary.
Jiang Liu 'er did not add any words. She expressed her thoughts in one go, and suddenly felt refreshed.
At this moment, she raised her head slightly and saw the Emperor's gaze. She quickly lowered her head to show respect.
At the same time, a hint of glaze flashed in her eyes.
The image of the Emperor that she had glimpsed previously appeared in her mind.
He looked middle-aged, with thin lips and a serious expression. He had a hint of the aura of a soldier, giving people the feeling that he could kill.
At the same time, she could feel that this was a mean monarch.
'I've been on the path of immortality since I was young. I originally wanted to cultivate in seclusion, but I was burdened by my parents, so I had to fight for fame …'
Jiang Liu 'er sighed in her heart and silently cast a spell. In her eyes, the Emperor's image became blurry, and a bright light suddenly appeared on top of his head. The red aura turned into the shape of a dragon.
'The Son of Heaven's dragon luck is indeed extraordinary. However, there is a hint of overflow, which means that the foundation is not stable.'
Jiang Liu 'er was a cultivation genius, and she even had a strange magical power that could hide her cultivation. That was why she dared to be so presumptuous in the Weiyang Palace.' With such luck, I'm afraid that the fate of the country … '
At this moment, his eyes suddenly froze.
In the Emperor's Fate, a strange light suddenly appeared and turned into a bronze mirror.
With just one reflection, this mirror had broken all of Jiang Liu 'er's spells. It even made him feel a sweet taste in his throat and almost spit out a mouthful of blood essence.
Even so, he felt his vision blur, and the tip of his nose felt warm.
"Not good!"
He hurriedly stretched out his hand and caught a drop of nosebleed, preventing it from falling on the exam paper.
"This scholar..."
An official nearby was shocked to see Jiang Liu 'er's miserable state.
Over the years, there had been scholars who had gone insane or fainted during examinations due to the immense pressure they were under. However, this was the first time they had seen such a tragic sight of them bleeding from their seven apertures.
"Sir, I've finished writing!"
Jiang Liu 'er said in a muffled voice as she wiped her nose with her sleeve.
Emperor Shenwu, who was sitting on the dragon throne, also saw this strange situation. He nodded and ordered a young eunuch to lead the scholar away to rest and ordered an imperial physician to treat him.
"The time has come, scholars, please stop writing."
After waiting for a while, a eunuch announced the decree in a loud voice. The group of scholars gave their thanks and left, not mentioning the imperial meal.
Emperor Shenwu and several ministers still had to work hard to read the exam papers.
After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Shenwu rubbed his eyes and tiredly put down a paper. "False and empty, not practical at all. Although his words are flowery, he is at most a playboy. What use is he to the country?"
He put down his brush in irritation and asked, "Does anyone have a high recommendation?"
Zhang Sishi, the Minister of Rites, stood up at this moment, holding a paper high. "I have a recommendation. This person's writing is solid, and he is experienced in handling matters. He is a first-rate talent!"
"Oh?"
Emperor Shenwu's eyes lit up as he took the paper.
Putting everything else aside, this scholar's handwriting was extremely well-written. Each and every one of them was like a diamond or a pearl, pleasing to the eye with a single glance.
Looking at the article, Emperor Shenwu was even more moved. He looked at the name. "Fan County's Jiang Liu 'er? Is it the one who lost her composure and bled from her seven apertures? "
"Your Majesty is wise. It is this person!"
Zhang Sishi bowed.
"He is only sixteen this year. He is really a child prodigy. Unfortunately, his body is too weak …" Emperor Shenwu said with some regret. "Based on his calligraphy and writing, he can be called the Zhuangyuan. I am afraid that his body is too weak to suppress his wealth. If he dies within a few days of being the Zhuangyuan, it will be a hindrance … Let's give him the Tanhua title!"
"Your Majesty is wise!"
With the Emperor's golden mouth, there was no room for negotiation.
…
A few days later.
The new scholars went on a parade to praise the officials.
Jiang Liu 'er rode a tall horse and wore an official's robe. He was second only to the Zhuangyuan and Bangyan. In terms of looks, he was much more handsome than the two middle-aged men. Along the way, he attracted the attention of many young girls.
If it were not for the fact that Yan Han did not have a way of finding a son-in-law, Jiang Liu 'er would have already been noticed by some high official and noble.
Jiang Liu 'er did not know why, but he was not happy.
The hustle and bustle and the wealth of the world made him feel very uncomfortable.
In comparison, it was the Green Lamp Scroll that made him feel peaceful and happy.
After praising the officials, Jiang Liu 'er toured Chang Luo while waiting for the official appointment.
This was the capital of Yan Han, with a population of more than ten million. It was the largest city in the world.
Inside, there were five palaces, twelve roads, and forty-six squares. The streets were crisscrossed, and the construction was extremely orderly.
It was drizzling in the sky.
Jiang Liu 'er held an oil-paper umbrella and walked leisurely.
Not long after, his heart suddenly stirred and he stopped in front of a dilapidated old temple.
It seemed to be a temple, but there was no incense burning. A stone incense burner had been smashed to the ground.
"Where … is this?"
Jiang Liu 'er was a little puzzled and asked a passerby next to him.
"This is — a Buddhist temple!"
The passerby laughed. "I don't know what happened, but there was a sudden rise of faith, but there was no spiritual response. Later, there was no incense burning …"
In today's world, as long as one was not a god of Kunlun, they were not orthodox.
But looking at the abandoned old temple, Jiang Liu 'er could not help but stop for a long time. Finally, he walked in.
He pushed open the door, enduring the thick dust and cobwebs, and saw the lotus throne, as well as the … Buddha on the lotus?
Second, the people of the Yan Han Empire had reincarnated many times, so there were bound to be a few followers of Brahman. This was how the faith in Buddha arose.
It was just that everyone had forgotten their past lives. Occasionally, there would be some memory fragments, but they could not break through the mystery of the womb. Therefore, the image of this Buddha was very strange, more like a god.
"Buddha … it's not like this."
Looking at this scene, Jiang Liu 'er didn't know why, but the corner of his eyes became a little moist.
He silently looked at the Buddhist shrine for a long time.
Outside the sky, night had already shrouded.
Suddenly, Jiang Liu 'er's expression changed. He cast a spell, and his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Not long after, two figures directly climbed over the wall and swaggered into the temple hall.
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