The Talent Martial Arts Demonstration was rare for a Confucian scholar, but it wasn't considered rare. It was only rare for someone to complete it successfully. However, the Talent Martial Arts Demonstration had never been done by an elementary scholar.
"Can I not say?" Fang Yun asked.
Yuanjun smiled, "If you don't say, we can guess. Seeing that your body is completely unharmed and even has a faint sense of sharpness, you must have received some benefits. Based on the behavior of your family, there are only a few possibilities. The dozen of us can slowly guess, and it won't take a moment to figure it out. "
Everyone smiled, and it looked like they could guess at any time.
Fang Yun looked around at everyone and said, "Actually, it's nothing much. After the experience on Book Hill, I realized that I have grown, so I decided to choose a secondary path. Later, I thought about the war between the three races, and the use of the military is second only to the Confucian Daoism, so I decided to minor in it. These days, I have been studying the art of war. I don't know what happened last night, but I recalled the days when I was in the Enlightenment River. My mind flashed and I wanted to summarize the art of war of the predecessors to make it easier to use. In the end, I accidentally entered the Talent Martial Arts Demonstration. "
"Hiss …" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Zhang Poyue was a general, and most of the people who came to see him off were soldiers. They knew the importance of the Talent Martial Arts Demonstration. Once someone was able to do it, they would definitely have a shocking talent in the art of war and would be of great use to the human race.
"We only thought that you had some achievements in poetry, calligraphy, painting, and scripture, but we didn't expect you to have such deep attainments in the art of war! You are trying to be an all-rounder! Even Kong Sheng can't be considered an all-rounder. "
Zhang Poyue couldn't help but ask, "Brother Wenying, the first time you participated in the Talent Martial Arts Demonstration was when you were in the Hanlin Academy, right?"
"Yes." Li Wenying nodded.
"Even if there are several Half-saint Military Scholars, only two or three of them had participated in the Talent Martial Arts Demonstration when they were High Scholars, but they all failed. Fang Yun, don't tell us that you only succeeded in the Talent Martial Arts Demonstration, "Magistrate Dong said.
Fang Yundao, "Of course I failed. How can a mere elementary scholar pass the Talent Martial Arts Demonstration? "
"That's more like it. If you can complete the Talent Demonstration, the militarists will probably come and snatch you away. They will lock you up for a few years and grind away all your edges and corners. Then, I'll send you to all kinds of dangerous places and use all kinds of methods to torture … no, to train you. Then, I'll throw you to the Two World Mountain to train you for more than ten years. Finally, I'll give you freedom. "
Fang Yun almost broke out in cold sweat. "The militarists can't be so cruel, right?"
"I will. The geniuses of the military aristocratic families began to be sharpened at the age of seven or eight. Other than participating in the Imperial Examinations and Book Hill, he had almost no contact with outsiders. He had to wait until he was over thirty before he could officially control his own destiny. Therefore, for hundreds of years, Half-saint of the School of Military Strategy has been extremely patient and ruthless, causing great losses to the Demon Realm. In the future, if the Demon Saints really want to invade the Demon Realm, the first person they will kill will be Half-saint of the School of Military Strategy. "
"I must walk the path of Confucianism! My Talent Display will definitely fail! "Fang Yundao said.
Li Wenying smiled and said, "It's fine even if you succeed. Our expectations for you are not limited to the military path. If you focus on the military path, it will be too much of a waste. "
"That's right. Ai, I really don't dare to imagine. I haven't even tried the Talent Display. "Zhang Po Yue seemed to be very unhappy.
Feng Yuanjun said, "If you have time, go to the River of Enlightenment. Maybe you will have a chance to enter the Talent Display."
"Well said! After the banquet, I will go to the River of Enlightenment in Ji County. Two days later, I will go to the capital to receive my title. "Zhang Po Yue said.
Feng Yuanjun looked at Li Wenying pitifully and said, "Lord Yuanjun, do you agree to my leave?"
Li Wenying looked at Feng Yuanjun expressionlessly. Feng Yuanjun's gaze was firm, as if he was not afraid of this famous scholar.
"Fine, I will give you five days." Li Wenying said helplessly.
"Thank you, Lord. Let me toast you." Feng Yuanjun smiled happily and raised his cup.
Li Wenying ignored Feng Yuanjun and asked Fang Yun, "Is this your first time entering the Talent Display?"
"It is my first time."
"Outsiders are not allowed to interfere with the Talent Display. You must not ask others for advice. Otherwise, there will be huge changes and even failure. "Li Wenying said.
"I understand." Fang Yundao said.
Li Wenying looked at Zhao Hongzhuang and then looked at Fang Yun and asked, "I heard that you want to take the High Scholar examination as soon as possible, and maybe even the Grand Scholar examination this year. You want to be the first Grand Scholar in the same year? "
If it was before he experienced the Book Hill illusion, Fang Yun would not want to be the first person in history to pass the Scholar, Elementary Scholar, High Scholar and Grand Scholar examinations in a single year. But the experience of Book Hill made up for his shortcomings.
"I want to give it a try." Fang Yundao said.
"You don't need to worry too much about your poems and scriptures. But the September state examination will test you on policy. Are you confident?"
"I believe that policy is nothing more than the way to govern a country. I have read all the scriptures of the saints and have read all the history books. Although I do not dare to say that I have the ability to govern a country, but I have some knowledge on policy."
If it was something else, Fang Yun would not dare to say, but he was not afraid of policy. After all, there was too much information in that era. It was unlike Sheng Yuan, where one could only read the news once every ten days. Less than one-fifth of the news was related to current affairs.
"Since you are so confident, then give it a try. Although you are famous now and may even be mentioned in the history books, you may not be able to enter the biography. If you can become the first person to pass the Grand Scholar examination in the same year, you may have the chance to enter the biography and leave your name in history. "Li Wenying said.
Scholars placed great importance on leaving one's name in history. A general beside him said enviously, "Lord Li will definitely leave his name in history. If General Zhang can advance further, he will also have a biography. As for us, if we can leave our names in history books, we will already bring glory to our ancestors. "
Everyone nodded and envied Fang Yun, Li Wenying and Zhang Po Yue.
Zhang Po Yue said, "Jian Mei Duke and I will at most enter the biography. Fang Yun, you have the chance to advance further and enter the ranks of the 'aristocratic families'. You must not abandon your studies."
"I will work hard." Fang Yun said humbly.
Zhao Hongzhuang revealed a lonely expression. Although she was a princess, she would probably only have a name in the history books. She would never be listed in the history books like Empress Lü of the Han Dynasty because she was "in power but not on the throne" and was listed alongside the emperor.
Under the table where no one could see, Zhao Hongzhuang clenched her fists.
Although she was a princess, she was like a green leaf here.
Zhao Hongzhuang lowered her head. Only she knew the unwillingness in her eyes.
A general asked curiously, "Fang Yun, what happened to the scripture you wrote in the Prefectural Examination? According to the usual practice, the A-grade scriptures of a prefectural government are to be displayed in the Academy of Literature for the students to study. Why are there only B-grade scriptures this year? "
Feng Yuanjun and Magistrate Dong looked at each other. Both of them had personally experienced the earth-shattering process of marking the exam papers. They had personally witnessed the world-famous exam papers. The power of Half-saint had appeared and killed a Hanlin scholar on the spot. It was a rare sight in the Imperial Examination.
"This … I can't say much." Fang Yundao said.
"That's strange. Magistrate Dong, Feng Yuanjun. You two are the examiners. Why can't you say anything? "
The two of them lowered their heads and said nothing.
Even Li Wenying and Zhang Poyue were not aware of this. Now that they saw the attitude of the two examiners, they realized that it was very likely that the Punishment Hall or Half-saint had ordered them to keep their mouths shut.
Everyone, including Zhao Hongzhuang, looked at each other in bewilderment. However, no one dared to say a word. Not long after, everyone vaguely guessed that since Fang Yun had obtained A-grade scripture, it must be an excellent scripture. If the scripture was so good that it could not be spread, it must be too good. At the very least, it could be passed down to the nation. After all, the Notre-Dame would not go to such lengths for the scripture of Mingzhou.
Everyone immediately recalled the scene of night in the sky above the Jade Sea Prefecture and realized that the Saint had probably taken action for Fang Yun.
Poetry was a minor path, and so was political theory. However, scripture was different. It was the interpretation of the scriptures of the saints. It was the true Confucian path. If a scholar could write a scripture that could protect the nation, it would be more terrifying than writing ten poems that could protect the nation.
"There's hope." One of the generals said in a low voice.
Although he did not finish his sentence. Everyone knew that he wanted to say that there was hope for Fang Yun's Divine Path foundation and that there was a great chance for him to become a Saint.
After a moment of silence, everyone continued to talk.
Since Zhang Poyue was going to the north to deal with the Barbarian Wolves, the following topics were mostly about the war in the north.
War and diplomacy were inextricably linked. Soon, everyone talked about the attitude of the School of Vertical and Horizontal. However, no one agreed that the Gu Kingdom had to pay a large sum of gold, silver, and grain as tribute every year in exchange for peace. These generals believed that only by defeating the Barbarians and making them realize that humans were not weaker than demons could they win them over and fight against the demons together.
These generals were not opposed to joining forces with the Barbarians to attack the demons, but they believed that the School of Vertical and Horizontal should be at the forefront. They could not let the School of Vertical and Horizontal dominate the situation between the two races. They could not be servile like the Gu Kingdom. Otherwise, the human race would perish.
The banquet only ended in the evening. Everyone left drunk. Zhang Poyue took a long-distance ox cart and went straight to the Dao Comprehension River in Ji County. Feng Yuanjun was preparing to go the next day.
Fang Yun did not persuade them and left silently.
"Please don't let anyone be enlightened by the Dao Comprehension River." Fang Yun kept muttering to himself on the way home.
The weather in June changed a lot. Before Fang Yun reached home, it started to drizzle.
When he reached the door, Fang Yun got off the carriage. Fang Daniu had an umbrella, but he did not give it to Fang Yun. Instead, he held the umbrella and looked at Fang Yun enviously.
When the rain fell on Fang Yun's body and clothes, it did not get wet at all. Instead, it silently flowed away. Fang Yun's body was like a big umbrella. All the rain could not touch him.
Ever since Fang Yun ate the pseudo Dragon Ball, he was no longer afraid of the rain. He even took fewer baths because the pseudo Dragon Ball gave his body the ability to clean itself. Although it was not like Nu Nu, as long as there was dust on his body, it would be quickly removed by an invisible force.
The place where Fang Yun lived was even cleaner. The mosquitoes did not dare to get close to the person who had the pseudo Dragon Ball. Even the people around him enjoyed a comfortable summer without mosquitoes.
The rain flowed on his body. Fang Yun did not feel any discomfort as he walked through the door.
In the courtyard, Nu Nu was like a happy puppy. She jumped around in the rain. Occasionally, she would suddenly shake her body and the rain on her body would splash everywhere.
Seeing Fang Yun come, Nu Nu immediately smiled and waved her little paws at Fang Yun, asking him to play with her. Fang Yun shook his head and smiled, "You play by yourself."
Nu Nu nodded and continued to play by herself.
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