"Good!" That unknown Half-saint praised.
Those scholars had originally felt that the second half of the couplet was better than the first half, whether it was the sentence or the concept. If it was put into a poem, it wouldn't be inferior to Da Fu. Hearing Half-saint praise it, it meant that Half-saint had indirectly admitted that Fang Yun's second half was better.
Tan Yu and Nie Shi had been holding back for a long time. Now that they heard Half-saint praise Fang Yun, they finally let out a long sigh of relief. Even if Fang Yun couldn't pass, Half-saint should be merciful and not deliberately attack Fang Yun's literary palace.
Lord Wei Yuanjun and Liu Zicheng's expressions changed slightly. A scholar being praised by Half-saint was a supreme honor, not at all inferior to the Saint's Double Armor.
The people around Liu Zicheng were somewhat flustered. If Fang Yun really passed the Saint's Selection, then the imperial court would definitely protect him. Going against him was no different from committing suicide.
Guan Yaoyuan scolded in a low voice, "What are you panicking for! This is only the beginning. How can a Saint only give one question? The harder part is still to come! Legend has it that someone who also answered the first question correctly in the Saint's Selection, but was angered to the point of fainting on the second question. The Saint is fair and will definitely not let this kind of thief pass the Saint's Selection! "
Liu Zicheng glanced at Guan Yaoyuan to express his thanks, then looked at Fang Yun. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his thoughts unknown.
Half-saint's voice once again sounded in the sky, "I am standing in the mountains at this moment. By chance, I came across the second half of the couplet: Fog locks the mountain top, fog locks the mountain top. This time, I will allow you to think for a hundred breaths. "
This sentence made people think of the mountain being wrapped in fog, and the mountain being wrapped in fog. It was even more direct than the first half of the couplet.
Lord Wei Yuanjun was pleasantly surprised, "It's a palindrome!"
Immediately, someone wrote the seven words, "Fog locks the mountain top, fog locks the mountain top, fog locks the mountain top." There was no difference if the seven words were read backwards or backwards.
Those who had been cheering for Fang Yun earlier now frowned. This palindrome was dozens of times more difficult than reduplication. Palindromic couplets often took a long time to match. No matter how quick one's mind was, it was useless.
Wan Xue was looking at Fang Yun nervously. He was the examiner for Fang Yun's county examination. Ever since Fang Yun's reputation had risen, he had always wanted to strengthen the relationship between the two of them. In the future, when Fang Yun had a meteoric rise, he would be able to take advantage of the situation. If something happened to Fang Yun, with his experience and connections, he would never be able to make a name for himself. Being a Prefect in the Prefectural Institute was already his limit.
Fang Yun closed his eyes, as if he was imagining the scenery of the misty mountain.
After forty breaths of time, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Fog locks the mountain, the mountain locks the fog, the sky connects the water, the tail water connects the sky."
"Alright!" Wan Xue could not help but shout. As he spoke, he snatched another examiner's pen and completed the couplet on the previous page.
The students carefully thought about it and were convinced. Even those who were on good terms with Liu Zicheng began to admire Fang Yun. To be able to answer a palindrome couplet in such a short time was not as simple as writing a poem.
Once the first part of the couplet was written, people seemed to immediately see the scenery of the mountain surrounded by fog. The second part was not only a palindrome, but the scenery was not inferior at all. It immediately made people think of the distant scene where the ends of the water and the sky met. The two scenes reflected each other. Although it was a couplet, it was as beautiful as a poem.
"Great!" The Half-saint's voice was brimming with joy.
Liu Zicheng and Wei Yuanjun looked at each other and saw the retreating and regret in each other's eyes. It was possible that this unknown Half-saint would pay special attention to Fang Yun in the future. Fang Yun would definitely settle the score at an opportune time. The consequences would be unthinkable.
Wei Yuanjun suddenly bowed in the direction of the Holy Shrine and loudly said, "Although Fang Yun is famous for his talent, his moral character is not good. He is truly an evil person. If you want to strictly test this person, his poetry and literary works are of the lowest level and cannot be relied on. He should be tested on the righteousness of the Holy Path! I ask the Holy Saint to judge clearly. "
At this moment, even the officials were angry. The Half-saint of other countries did not want to harm Fang Yun and had already recognized Fang Yun's talent. As a Jingguo citizen, Wei Yuanjun actually forced a Jingguo scholar to death. This was intolerable.
Wan Xue angrily said, "I will definitely report you!"
The Half-saint suddenly snorted and said, "What a noble and righteous man for the human race and Jingguo. To fulfill your wish, I will personally report this matter to brother Guanhai."
Wei Yuanjun's face was ashen. His legs were weak and he had to support himself on the table to stand up.
The people around Wei Yuanjun scattered in all directions like a receding tide. Even Liu Zicheng looked as if he could not avoid him and quickly left.
Fang Yun thought to himself, isn't this just a Half-saint snitching to another Half-saint? Even if this Wei Yuanjun had a hundred lives, it would not be enough. Not to mention the Left Prime Minister as his backer, even if the Left Prime Minister, Right Prime Minister, Assistant Prime Minister, and Wen Prime Minister were added together, they would not be able to compare to the only Half-saint in Jingguo, Chen Guanhai.
"Serves him right!" Tan Yu, who had always been silent, said. He slowly released his grip on his sword.
Other than Liu Zicheng and a few others who were secretly happy, everyone else looked at Wei Yuanjun with disdain.
The Half-saint said, "I originally wanted to come up with three couplets. Since we are testing the righteousness of the Holy Path, I will change the third question. Your Prefectural Examination's Holy Words is an A grade. Normal questions are not difficult for you, so I will test you to recite them backwards. I will give you two hours to recite the Analects of Confucius backwards. You can make at most three mistakes. "
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Recite ten thousand words of the Analects of Confucius backwards? What kind of test is this? "
"I have calculated the time. It would take two and a half hours to finish reading the Analects of Confucius at a normal speed. Reciting it backwards would definitely take a long time. You are actually asking for two hours?"
"Even a Jinshi can't do it. You have to be at least a Hanlin Academy student to do it."
"Yes, forget reciting it. Even if you read it backwards, it would be impossible to finish it in two hours. After all, we understand the normal order and will be disturbed if you recite it backwards."
The students did not care that the Half-saint was present. They all expressed their opinions. This method was too difficult. No one present could do it.
"Reciting the Analects of Confucius backwards is unheard of. How can this be considered a test of the Holy Path?"
"You dare to question the Half-saint? Shut up! "Wei Yuanjun said.
"Old thief Wei, are you satisfied? If you don't die, I will curse you every day! "Wan Xuezheng's eyes were burning with anger.
A scholar suddenly tore open a section of his robe and said, "Liu Zicheng, I am willing to be friends with you. Although it is because of the Left Minister, I also think that you are someone worthy of being friends with. You and Wei Yuanjun have gone too far this time. From now on, you and I will cut off our relationship! "After he finished speaking, he walked away from Liu Zicheng.
Many people looked down on Liu Zicheng even more.
Liu Zicheng's expression did not change. A faint smile hung on his lips. He was incomparably happy. Ordinary people did not know, but he had heard from Liu Zizhi that there was a rumor that "reciting backwards" was one of the questions in the "Book Hill" exam. It had stumped countless people. Even Jinshi had difficulty passing, let alone a mere scholar.
Wei Yuanjun breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that Fang Yun would definitely not be able to recite it backwards. After failing the Selection of the Holy Path, Fang Yun would definitely not be able to take revenge on him.
Wei Yuanjun no longer paid attention to Fang Yun. Instead, he was thinking about how to protect his family after being removed from office. The more he thought, the sadder he became. He originally thought that he could obtain the Left Minister's trust by suppressing Fang Yun, but in the end, he had offended two Half-saints at the same time.
On the side, Gao Minghong sighed. He was about to persuade Fang Yun to give up, but when the words reached his mouth, he felt that it was inappropriate. He could only use a comforting tone and say, "Don't listen to their nonsense. As long as your heart is sincere, you can recite it backwards. Try it."
"En." Fang Yun nodded and said, "Holy Saint above, can I first prepare for half an hour before starting? If I directly recite it backwards, I'm afraid there won't be enough time. "
"Okay."
Everyone immediately looked at Fang Yun with all kinds of strange gazes. He really wanted to try? Did he really think that he could recite it backwards?
Gao Minghong was speechless. He thought to himself, could it be that his persuasion had given Fang Yun blind confidence?
Fang Yun closed his eyes. Immediately, the Analects of Confucius appeared in the world of strange books. Then, all the words were reset in reverse order.
Fang Yun used his thoughts to quickly read the Analects of Confucius in reverse order. After reading it several times, Wei Yuanjun immediately said, "Time's up."
"Dog official!" A hot-blooded young scholar couldn't bear it anymore.
"Scolding him like this is an insult to dogs!" someone said.
Wei Yuanjun's eyes flashed fiercely. He secretly remembered the person who scolded him.
"Begin." Half-saint's voice sounded.
Fang Yun cupped his hands in the direction of the Divine Temple. Once again, he closed his eyes. The Analects of Confucius in reverse order appeared in front of his eyes. He opened his mouth and began to recite.
"Also, if a person knows nothing, if a person knows nothing, if a person knows nothing, he will also know nothing, if a person knows nothing …"
Fang Yun's recitation speed was faster than normal. It was incomparably smooth, without the slightest hesitation. Moreover, the cadence of his recitation made people who didn't understand him think that he was reciting some particularly profound scripture of the saints.
After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun's recitation speed began to increase. Moreover, it seemed to be getting faster and faster. Furthermore, his pronunciation was clear, without any pauses.
Everyone stared blankly, especially Wei Yuanjun and Liu Zicheng. It was as if their brains had been sucked out. Their eyes were lifeless. They couldn't understand how Fang Yun could do this. Retentive memory was the limit of ordinary geniuses. If a scholar could recite something backwards, he would definitely be a saint.
After a long time, everyone was numb. Only then did their minds return to normal. As Fang Yun recited, they tried to figure out what was going on.
Liu Zicheng gave a look to a scholar beside him, telling him to interrupt Fang Yun's recitation and cause Fang Yun to fail.
That scholar gave Liu Zicheng a look that said, "Do you think I'm an idiot?" and retreated, distancing himself from Liu Zicheng.
Liu Zicheng looked at another person. That person immediately lowered his head, thinking that no one was stupid. At this time, if they stopped Fang Yun, they would inevitably annoy Half-saint. Broken Literature Palace was a light punishment. Half-saint was likely to spit out the holy words and kill them on the spot.
Seeing that no one moved, Liu Zicheng could only continue to be silent.
At first, everyone didn't understand why Half-saint would test them like this, but as Fang Yun continued to recite, they gradually understood. Completely memorizing the scripture of the saints was the first step, completely understanding it was the second step, correctly using it was the third step, and the fourth step was to make it their own.
Once the scripture of the saints became their own, then every word would be deeply imprinted in their heart.
Reciting it backwards wasn't a test of memory, but whether or not they had "taken the scripture of the saints as their own".
Thinking of this, a few people couldn't help but feel admiration for Fang Yun. They increasingly felt that Fang Yun had Half-saint's prestige, making people feel that it was enough to look up to him.
Fang Yun wholeheartedly read the "Analects of Confucius" in reverse order. He didn't know that he had been misunderstood to be able to use the "Analects of Confucius" for his own use. He also didn't know that many people admired him.
Let's talk about some digressions and future updates.
These days, I've been updating twice a day, rain or shine. Even when my family asked me to go on a blind date, I said that the new book was very important and directly refused, not lying at all. I don't say any empty words like "for the sake of the readers," I just want to write this book well and make the book's results better.
But I regretted it that day. Why didn't I meet them first?
I can only laugh at myself for having a conscience in the industry.
Because of my father's return, recently, my friends and relatives have come to my family for dinner many times, almost seven or eight times. I only went twice, and it was because the restaurant was downstairs.
I know it's not good not to go, I know it's not good not to give them face, I know how my relatives and friends will look at me, but I really don't have time.
I've been writing without internet because I'm afraid I'll be distracted. Whether it's the editor, the author, or the readers, they all said that this book is difficult to write, and they said it more than once or twice. This writing is really slow, I'm afraid of problems, so I don't dare to rely on speed to win.
Moreover, it's normal for me to update twice a day at 6,000 words, it's not slow at all.
I've always liked to publish two chapters at a time, and I even said in the related section that I'll publish at least two chapters at a time. Why do I have to publish one chapter at noon and one at night? This needs to be explained.
Qidian has a "Weekly Member Clicker Leaderboard". Readers must log into their accounts at Qidian, and they must have at least 500 points for the clicker to be valid. At the same time, the clicker has to be separated by six hours, so it's useless no matter how many clicks are made within six hours.
I want to have a good position on the Weekly Member Clicker Leaderboard to make the book's results better, so I'll publish two chapters at a time.
If it's just that, it's fine, but to say something offensive, there are some things that I've been keeping in my heart for a long time. Some of Qidian's Leaderboards are filled with "foreign aid" and "investment".
I don't have any money to invest, so I can rely on my own ability to get onto the Recommendation Leaderboard, which has the least problems, but I've been repeatedly abused on the Weekly Member Clicker Leaderboard. The higher-ups don't care about it at all, so what can I do? There's nothing I can do. Because of this, I only complained a little in the author group, and the book was hacked, forcing me to leave a few groups.
It's already like this for me to publish two chapters at a time. If I publish two chapters at a time, the number of clicks will decrease a lot. Don't even talk about getting into the top six of the Weekly Member Clicker Leaderboard, even getting into the top 15 would be a problem.
I've been holding these things back, but now I can't hold it back anymore because of what happened in the book review section.
Because I've published two chapters at a time, many readers said that I'm "breaking chapters". Take note, it means that the plot is separated by chapters.
In the end, some people misunderstood and thought that I'm "breaking chapters" because I'm not updating at all. They accused me of not only publishing two chapters a day, but also breaking chapters. I really can't take it anymore.
Before this, there were several readers who accused me of only publishing one chapter a day. Before you accuse me, can't you check the contents page to see how many chapters I update a day?
I was abused by "investors" two weeks ago on the Newcomer Leaderboard, in the Dream Cup, and in the Weekly Member Clicker Leaderboard. In the future, I'll definitely be abused by "investors" on the Monthly Member Clicker Leaderboard. In the novel forum, my peers tampered with the contents of the book to slander me. I can't do anything about it. Now, in the book review section, before the readers accuse me of publishing one chapter or breaking chapters, can't they take a few seconds to check the time and number of chapters I update?
Accusing a book of publishing one chapter or breaking chapters will cause many people who don't know the truth to abandon the book or not read it. It's a very hurtful thing, so it's impossible for me not to be depressed.
I don't even go on blind dates, and I can't even guarantee that I'll publish two chapters a day?
Since all of you scholars don't like to break chapters, then from tomorrow onwards, I'll publish two chapters a day between eight and nine. If there's a delay in updating due to family matters, I'll apologize and update more.
As for the Weekly Member Clicker Leaderboard, I won't fight for it. Anyway, I have a belly full of anger for that leaderboard. However, I hope that everyone can continue to vote for me. The Weekly Member Clicker Leaderboard has a lot more credibility.
Finally, please be magnanimous. I didn't mention names, and I won't argue with you. Please don't slander me anymore. Thank you.
My literary palace is very strong.
Finally, let's happily discuss something. Can you not say that I'm breaking chapters in the book review section? Thank you.
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