Lu Zhan said unhappily, "He's just quick-witted, but he's still far from having a photographic memory. That can only be achieved after becoming a Grand Scholar. Furthermore, Jiang Province has nine prefectures under its jurisdiction, and Da Yuan Prefecture is only one of them. If he really is a genius, Li Da Yuan, the 'Lord' of the Academy of Arts, will definitely make an exception and accept him into the Academy of Arts, where he can study alongside the top scholars in the province! Do you think that's possible? Li Da Yuan is a third rank official like the Prefecture Overseer, and his position is even higher. He's responsible for educating millions of people in the province. Without his approval, no one deserves to be called a prodigy! "
Everyone laughed secretly. Last year, Fang Zhongyong went to Lu Town, and coincidentally, there was a small poetry gathering there. In the end, Fang Li allowed Fang Zhongyong to compose a poem at the gathering, suppressing all the scholars present and embarrassing the students of Lu Town. Lu Zhan was among them, and more than once, he was convinced by Fang Zhongyong.
Liang Yuan said in a low voice, "Lu Zhan's words make sense. Fang Zhongyong is still too young, and his best poem is only at the level of 'leaving the county'. He hasn't reached the level of 'reaching the prefecture', but in time, he might have even greater achievements."
Lu Zhan said again, "Yes! At least one of his poems surpasses' reaching the prefecture ', and only then can he be considered a prodigy. As for' guarding the country 'or even higher, that's not something we can discuss. "
County, prefecture, prefecture, and country, each level was bigger than the last. This was the common administrative division in Saint Origin.
Ge Xiaomao said softly, "Actually, it's not bad for a poem to leave the county. Many scholars can't write a poem that leaves the county in their lifetime. Even if a scholar can write a poem that leaves the county, it's enough to hold a banquet to celebrate."
Lu Lin, who had been silent all this time, said in a low voice, "The barbarians are causing chaos, and Gyeongo is watching. Rather than fighting for fame and fortune, why not think hard about how to defend against foreign invaders?"
Lu Zhan and Ge Xiaomao looked ashamed. Liang Yuan smiled and said, "Lu Stone, we're just saying, don't be so serious."
"Sigh, the border soldiers and grassland barbarians have been defeated time and time again, Liu … some people are ignoring the country's danger for their own selfish desires! If I can pass the imperial examinations, I will take up my pen and join the army, not to serve the imperial court, but to serve the people! "
Lu Lin's impassioned speech caused the surroundings to fall silent. Apart from a few people who mocked him, most people had expressions of admiration.
There were three barbarians in the Saint Origin World. They were the grass barbarians, sand barbarians, and forest barbarians. The three barbarians had their own races, such as the wolf barbarians and the tiger barbarians. According to legend, they were the descendants of the demon race and the human race.
Fang Yun took a closer look at Lu Lin. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face. This person was also the most righteous person in the private school. When Fang Yun first entered the private school, someone bullied him. It was all thanks to Lu Lin's help.
Among the five of them, although Lu Lin didn't speak much, he was the most respected.
However, even he did not dare to scold Left Prime Minister Mount Liu in public.
After saying that, Lu Lin looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun paused, realizing that he had made a mistake. In the past, although Fang Yun was not as righteous as Lu Lin, because of his poor family background, he knew the hardships of the world. He wanted to pass the imperial examinations and stabilize the country. He was a staunch supporter of war.
Fang Yun immediately said, "Lu Lin is right. A real man should fight on the battlefield and die on the battlefield!"
Lu Lin showed a look of approval. Liang Yuan laughed and said, "Fang Yun, your flattery skills are getting better and better."
The rest of the people chuckled.
Everyone chatted as they moved forward. Fang Yun did not speak much as he was digesting the memories.
When they reached the entrance of the academy, there were two expressionless soldiers standing there. One of them reached out to Fang Yun.
"Test token, document."
Liang Yuan passed the box to Fang Yun. Fang Yun opened the box and took out the wooden test token and document. He passed it to one of the soldiers before passing the box to the other.
The soldier on the right took the box and looked through it. There were writing brushes, ink sticks, inkstones, brush pots, pen holders, paperweights, bamboo tubes filled with water, sugar cookies, and other things. The soldier nodded and handed the box to Fang Yun.
The soldier on the left glanced at the test token and the document. On it was a drawing of Fang Yun's portrait and description of Fang Yun's physique. He looked at Fang Yun and compared it. Finally, his gaze fell on the bandage wrapped around Fang Yun's head.
"What happened? Are you the one who came here on an ox cart? "The soldier asked with a serious expression.
Fang Yun replied, "Last night, I was attacked by four villains with Dayuan Mansion accents. Fortunately, I managed to keep my life. The one who bandaged my wound was Doctor Li from the Ci Sheng Hall. He can testify for me."
The soldier nodded and said, "Every imperial examination has three saints overseeing the Notre-Dame. No one can hide from them. You know the consequences."
"This little one knows."
The soldier passed the test token and document to Fang Yun and let Fang Yun in.
Only then did Fang Yun's good friend find out that Fang Yun had been beaten up. He was furious, but he did not dare make a sound in the Education Academy and could only suppress his anger.
The square behind the front gate of the Wen Academy was spacious. Fang Yun raised his head slightly and saw that the nearby sky was blue and cloudless. The blue sky was irregular in shape and outside the circle, dark clouds were dense. It was still raining, as if there was a magnificent force dispelling the dark clouds nearby, ensuring that the exam would go smoothly.
After all two thousand examinees had entered the Notre-Dame, they all walked to the front of the temple. The examinees were flanked by soldiers and yamen runners. In front of them were local officials. At the front of the crowd were the county magistrate, the county scholar, and the prefectural scholar.
In the Saint Origin World, the "Education Academy" was an extremely important system. Along with the military and civil officials, it was one of the three major systems in each country. It was responsible for educating the people and was responsible for the imperial examinations. It was also the best school in each country. Once there was a war with the demons and barbarians, the teachers and students of the Education Academy would rush to the battlefield.
At the county level, the scholar's position was lower than the county magistrate or prefectural magistrate. However, in each province, the scholar's position was equal to that of the prefecture magistrate. His position was often higher than that of the prefecture magistrate.
The Education Academy was also known as the "Education Academy". The person in charge of the Education Academy was one of the four cabinet ministers, the "Minister of Culture", also known as the "Substitute Teacher". This was because only Confucius had the right to be called "Teacher".
The only person in charge of the Education Academy was Confucius. Whether it was the scholar or the Minister of Culture, they were merely substitutes for Confucius to manage the Education Academy.
The Education Academy was the place where the saints gave lectures, while the yamen was only a part of the imperial court. In the hearts of many scholars, the Education Academy had a higher position.
In front of the three examiners, there was a copper incense burner half the height of a person. Three thick incense sticks were emitting green smoke.
In front of the copper incense burner was the Holy Temple. It had red walls, black eaves, and red pillars.
In the innermost part of the temple, there was a statue of Confucius. Under the statue of Confucius, there were six smaller statues of secondary saints. They were King Wen of Zhou, Meng Zi, Xun Zi, Zeng Zi, Zi Si Zi, and Yan Zi.
Under the statues of the two secondary saints, there were dozens of Half-saint tablets.
Fang Yun looked at the Holy Temple in astonishment. He could clearly feel that the building was emitting a substantial but invisible force. It had the power of the mountains and the vastness of the sea.
"That must be the talent of the Holy Temple. It is also the force that dispels the dark clouds." Fang Yun thought to himself.
The county magistrate shouted, "Pay respects to the saints!"
Everyone bowed and paid their respects.
The county magistrate shouted, "Pay respects to the secondary saints!"
Everyone bowed again.
"Pay respects to the saints!" The prefectural scholar shouted.
Everyone bowed a third time.
Next, the county magistrate recited the "Sacred Text for the Sacrifice of the Masses".
Fang Yun had this text in his memory. It was originally written by the Half-saint Dong Zhongshu. The text listed the names of each of the saints and a summary. After Dong Zhongshu passed away, it was added by Confucius' direct descendant, the "Duke of Yansheng".
Next, the prefectural scholar read out the rules of the examination.
Finally, the county magistrate announced the start of the examination. The examinees were led by the yamen runners into the examination room according to the number on their tablets.
Fang Yun looked at his tablet carefully. On it was written "Di Ding Chen Three". He then carried his bag and slowly searched for it.
The examination room was made up of rows of small rooms. The space between each row was wide enough for two horse carriages to pass side by side.
The examination room faced south. The height of the room was less than ten feet. If Fang Yun were to enter the room, he would be able to touch the east and west walls. It was very narrow.
There was a table, a chair and a toilet bowl. There was a brush washer on the table. Other than that, there was nothing else.
Fang Yun found his examination room and stood at the door. From the moment he sat down, no matter what happened, once he left the examination room, the examination would be over. He could not re-enter the examination room.
Fang Yun could not help but clench his fists as he slowly walked into the examination room.
"I can definitely do it!" Fang Yun said firmly in his heart.
Fang Yun sat quietly and raised his head to look at the sky. Because the roof was blocking his view, he could only see a small part of the sun.
The sunlight in the examination room was especially gentle. Fang Yun did not feel any discomfort even if he looked directly at the sun.
Fang Yun thought of the talent aura in the Temple and his desire for this mysterious power grew.
The sound of a horse carriage came from the east, getting closer and closer.
Not long after, a horse carriage slowly appeared in front of the examination room. A person took out a stack of yellowish paper and handed it over.
Fang Yun stood up and received the test paper with both hands, saying: "Thank you."
The person who gave the test paper nodded and looked at Fang Yun. He then continued to give out the test paper to the next examinee.
Fang Yun placed the test paper on the table and sat down. Looking at the familiar yet strange test paper, he revealed a strange and bitter smile.
"Even if I go to another world, I can't get rid of the examination. I wasn't a top student in my previous life. I hope I won't be a bad student in this life."
Fang Yun thought to himself. He did not immediately start writing. Instead, he flipped through the test paper.
He had once read a story about some people taking an examination. There were many questions, but the examination only lasted for ten minutes. It was impossible to finish them all. Many people hurriedly began to answer the questions, hoping to write as much as possible.
However, the last question on the test paper was written: "Only answer the last question."
After Fang Yun read this story, he would check the test papers every time. He did not look at the last question, but carefully looked for any damage.
During one examination, Fang Yun found that there was a problem with the second test paper. He asked the teacher to change it in advance. If he changed it after answering the first test, it would waste a lot of time.
After that sweet taste, Fang Yun formed a habit.
The test paper was bigger than Fang Yun's previous test papers. It had a total of forty pages. Thirty pages were printed with the examination questions, while the other ten were blank. If there was a problem with the first test paper, the examinee could manually copy the entire test paper.
The quality of the paper and printing was excellent. It was only a few decades behind Earth's standards. Fang Yun was not surprised. This was a world full of talents. If one was behind in terms of writing, ink, paper, inkstone, and printing, they would have been destroyed by the barbarians long ago.
Fang Yun roughly skimmed through it and had a rough idea.
The first three sheets of the test paper tested some of the saints' lives or deeds. Among them, the saint Confucius and the six secondary saints would be tested. It seemed simple, but the answers had to be in the words of the saints' classics. The examinee could not use his own words to answer. Otherwise, it would not be a request for the holy words.
The next three sheets tested the saints' poems and songs.
The last fifteen sheets tested the examinee's answer. Then, the examinee would have to fill in the original text before or after.
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