Because his emotions were in a frenzy, he couldn't control his breath and was discovered.
Without even thinking, Yan Li rolled forward, the enormous Strength Qi that was like a flood smashed the place where he was standing. As the sawdust flew, Chen Liuyun flashed in, raised his palm, and was about to kill Yan Li, but suddenly stopped.
With the help of the weak moonlight, she could see Yan Li's face clearly. She frowned and said, "You idiot, what are you doing here?"
"I …" Yan Li was like a young man who had his first awakening of love. His emotions surged and he almost blurted out.
At the critical moment, a thought suddenly came to him … The situation in Yongling was treacherous and unpredictable with danger everywhere. If he recognized her now, wouldn't he be putting her in danger?
Suppressing his emotions, he revealed a careless smile and said, "The night is long and I have no mood to sleep. Seeing that teacher is like this student, I came to take a look. Who knows, we might even be able to confide in each other."
"Shut up!" Shen Liuyun's eyes were sharp and it was obvious that she wanted to kill him.
"I've heard that a pig like you is extremely daring. Not only did you flirt with His Majesty, you even dared to flirt with me. Do you believe that I won't pull out your intestines and tie them to you to parade through the streets?"
Her eyes were disdainful and her tone was filled with unspeakable disgust.
Yan Li suppressed the sadness in his heart and said with a mischievous smile, "If I can prove my true feelings, what's the harm in cutting open my stomach and cutting out my heart?"
Shen Liuyun frowned and said, "Killing you will dirty my hands."
Finishing, she turned and left. When she reached the courtyard, she paused slightly. "I'll let you go this time. Don't think that you'll get lucky. If I see you here again, you'll die for sure! "
After she left, Yan Li leaned against a pillar and sat down on the ground powerlessly. He slowly hugged his knees and buried his head.
He didn't know that Shen Liuyun was looking at him from a place that was very close but not visible. She was full of doubts.
…
On the nineteenth day of the tenth month in the eleventh year of Emperor Qi, the written examination would begin at the hour of the morning. It would last for four hours, and the examiners would mark the papers at noon, which would also last for four hours. The results would be out at the hour of the evening.
Yan Li arrived at the Registrar's Desk early in the morning and entered the third examination hall according to the order of registration. The seats were separated by high curtains, and the registrar placed the examination questions on the table early in the morning.
It had to be mentioned that the written exam for cultivators was different from the final exam for ordinary students.
The graduation exam for ordinary students was extremely complicated. It consisted of Confucian classics and strategies, poems and essays, Confucian classics and Confucian classics.
On the other hand, the written test for cultivators was relatively simple. They would only choose one of them. Therefore, he only gave them four hours.
The questions were set by the current Secretary of Education and then reviewed by the Emperor. The Emperor would only give an answer on the eve of the theory examination. If the answer was negative, the Emperor would set it himself. Thus, until the day of the examination, the questions were still unknown, to avoid the possibility of cheating.
Yan Li sat down and began to grind the ink. Then, he wrote his name on the examination paper. If he forgot, he would have done it for nothing.
Then, he began to look at the questions.
The question was: "Cultivate the Knowledge of Instruments and obtain the word 'Dao'".
Yan Li was slightly startled. This question was very difficult and exceeded his expectations.
However, he happened to read this sentence before. The second half of the question was mistakenly written. The original text should be "Cultivate the Knowledge of Instruments and obtain the Dao".
The person who set the questions must have done it on purpose. If one did not know the whole sentence, it would be easy to misjudge the question and give a random answer.
This sentence came from the Treatise on Medicine. It was written by the sage Li Xuanwei. Not only did it contain the analysis and description of the Treatise on Medicine, it also contained his cultivation insights.
Li Xuanwei was the main contributor to the destruction of the Feast of Ghosts and Deities. He possessed world-renowned medical skills. After the Feast of Ghosts and Deities, it was said that he had perished together with the initiator of the Feast of Ghosts and Deities, who was also the leader of the sect's remnants, Yang Youyun.
Li Xuanwei wrote his own cultivation insights into the Treatise on Medicine. His unparalleled breadth of mind inspired later generations, which was why he was called the "Medical Sage".
The original meaning of this sentence was that in order to cultivate, one must first have magnanimity and knowledge. Only then can one obtain the Dao. Obtaining the Dao here referred to the improvement of one's cultivation state.
Cultivation could not be separated from knowledge, and cultivation could not be separated from magnanimity.
Knowledge was knowledge and ink. There were many explanations for magnanimity. The official explanation given was magnanimity and awareness.
Yan Li was personally inclined to the latter. If a cultivator did not have the awareness to break through all obstacles, they would not be able to reach the ideal state.
The word "Dao" was mentioned in the question stem, which meant that one had to use the Dao Rhythm to answer the question.
What was the Dao Rhythm? It was very simple. It was a sentence related to cultivation. For example, the Unity of Heaven and Man, my heart is like a boulder, my heart is like a prison, emptiness is like an illusion, the underworld …
As expected, what the Inner Yard needed was not a virtuous person, but a talented person who was focused on cultivation.
Of course, literary talent was also a must. At this point, if one wrote the answer, one would still get a bad grade.
There was another consideration here, and that was the type of question.
The first two words, "Fu De", were obviously for the examinee to write an essay for the test post. There were seven difficulties in writing the test post, and they were called the Seven Absolute Commandments. It was written in the style of a poem and with the Dao Rhythm.
The first sentence had to break the question, which was to tell the examiner that one had already seen through the intention of the examiner. The second sentence had to follow the question. The third sentence had to follow the question. The fourth and fifth sentences had to follow the question. The sixth sentence had to follow the question. The last sentence had to follow the question.
Of course, even if one answered in this way, one might not get an excellent grade. It still depended on the examinee's literary talent.
Yan Li knew himself well. There was no need to think about being excellent. If he could avoid the bad grade, it would be good enough to get an ordinary grade.
He used an hour to solve the question, then another hour to think, another hour to write the ink, and the last hour to polish the brush.
Four hours later, he put down his brush and glanced at the paper with satisfaction.
Coincidentally, the examiner shouted, "Examinees put down their brushes and hand in their papers in order. If you don't comply, you will be given an inferior grade. "
Most of the examinees were still scratching their heads. Hearing this, they could only put down their brushes and pick up their papers. They lined up and handed the papers to the examiner.
The examiner sat at the head of the table and glanced at the papers. Whether they were excellent or not, he could roughly tell at a glance.
When it was Yan Li's turn, the examiner looked at the paper first. He saw that although the writing was not outstanding, the handwriting was vigorous and powerful. He couldn't help but secretly nod.
When he looked at the name column, he saw the two words Yan Li. His heart stirred and he said, "You are called Yan Li?"
When Yan Li heard the voice, he woke up from his deep thoughts. Because this voice was almost unforgettable.
His gaze moved to the examiner's face. He saw that there was a bulge on that person's forehead, like a third eye. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions in his heart. All the blood in his body rushed in the opposite direction, all rushing to the top of his head.
"Bai Chongxi, that person wants your life. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will still die. Why don't you obediently surrender and let me give you a quick death. Otherwise …"
That year at the moat, boiling hot blood sprayed all over his head and face. Under that mask, that pair of ferocious eyes, that bulge, it was just like yesterday.
Yan Li gritted his teeth and almost couldn't help but pull out his sword.
"The Left Mayor is asking you a question!"
The examiner's cold shout was like a bucket of ice water being poured on his head.
Yan Li quickly calmed down. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "This student is Yan Li."
"Don't be nervous." The examiner said gently, "I am just asking."
"May I ask for teacher's name?" Yan Li asked.
The examiner smiled and said, "I am Gu Shiyu. Okay, next. "
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