'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' overly deified Zhuge Liang, causing many people to overestimate Zhuge Liang's military ability. It also caused some people to use the official history to criticize Zhuge Liang, believing that Zhuge Liang was not that great.
However, those who had read the official history would not look down on Zhuge Liang. This was because there were 65 volumes in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Excluding the emperors who had to write one volume, Zhuge Liang was the only one who occupied one volume.
Zhuge Liang's most outstanding ability was not in leading troops, but in governing the country. He was talented in politics, not commanding.
Before 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms', there were many scholars who praised Zhuge Liang. Most importantly, Zhuge Liang entered the 'Temple of Confucius' and was titled as a Confucian. This was an extraordinary position in ancient times. It was not something that could be written by Luo Guanzhong.
Before 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' was written, Zhuge Liang's military ability was also recognized by many strategists.
When Sima Yi saw Zhuge Liang's camp, he praised him as a 'genius of the world'. He also pointed out Zhuge Liang's shortcomings in military, but he did not dare to criticize Zhuge Liang's ability to govern the country.
Li Jing also praised Zhuge Liang's military ability.
Emperor Xuanzong of Tang established the 'Martial Temple' to worship ten of the greatest strategists in ancient times. Zhuge Liang was one of them. Although Emperor Xuanzong overestimated Zhuge Liang's military ability, it was enough to prove that Zhuge Liang had some achievements in military.
Zhuge Liang was the only one that existed in both the Martial Temple and the Martial Temple.
In the Saint Origin World, Zhuge Liang had protected the Shu Kingdom for hundreds of years. His contributions were unparalleled in the world.
According to the records, Zhuge Liang did not forget to restore the Han Dynasty and unify the Saint Origin World. Before his death, he personally led the army to war. However, the enemy also had Half-saint. In the end, he died in the Wuzhang Plain.
The reason why Fang Yun valued Zhuge Liang so much was because there were many poems about Zhuge Liang. Moreover, Zhuge Liang had not appeared in the Saint Origin World. However, the Saint Origin World had a very mysterious' Saint Origin 'power.
Fang Yun sorted out the differences between the two Zhuge Liang and continued to write.
After that, Fang Yun encountered questions related to the other two Half-saint examiners. Fang Yun remembered all of them and new books were added to the Book World..
Fang Yun quickly finished the first three papers. Most of them were very easy, but there were three questions that were very difficult. There was even a word trap set up in one of the questions. Even if he followed the book, he might not be able to answer it correctly. Fortunately, Fang Yun had lived in the era of information explosion. Word games were not worth mentioning in his eyes.
This was only the simplest County-Level Exam. The Elementary Scholar Exam's Holy Speech was even more difficult. However, the truly difficult parts were the poems, the Confucian classics, and the theory of policy.
The next test was to write down the poems of the sages from memory, followed by filling in the blanks. It might be difficult for others, but it was a piece of cake for Fang Yun.
Writing with the brush was extremely slow. By noon, Fang Yun had only written the nineteenth page and had to rest for lunch.
With water, Fang Yun finished eating the white sugar cookies. He stood up and moved around the small room for a while before continuing to answer the questions.
Following that was the last nine sections of the exam paper. There were a total of 18 questions, and they were required to write down the famous chapters of the various Saints from memory.
The works of Confucius and the six Secondary Saints were required to be tested. The first seven questions were not uncommon at all, and more than half of the examinees were able to answer them.
The remaining eleven questions were from the other Half-saint examiners. Among them, the three Half-saint examiners each had one question. Fang Yun had memorized all of them and had already stored them in the Book of Wonders.
After answering all the questions, Fang Yun put down the brush and rubbed his sore wrist.
"Dong! Dong! "
Two gongs sounded, and Fang Yun immediately knew that it was two in the afternoon.
The official time system in the Saint Origin World was still twelve hours. However, a hundred years ago, in order to make the time more accurate, the Gongshu family's craftsmen divided the day into two twelve hours. Because the new unit of time was only half of an hour, it was called an hour. Numbers were, after all, more convenient than words. Just like cursive writing, they were very popular in the military, and gradually spread among the people.
In another hour, the papers would be collected, and then the poems would be given out.
Fang Yun carefully checked the papers for an hour. There were no blemishes or typos, and he had answered all the questions correctly.
"It's a pity that I didn't practice calligraphy in the past. My handwriting is a little bad. I can't get A, but I should be able to get B. After the exam, I must work hard to practice calligraphy. In the Saint Origin World, it's impossible not to practice calligraphy. "
Finally, Fang Yun wrote down his number, name, and address at the designated place.
Not long after, the gongs sounded three times, and the carriage came again. Immediately, there was a low noise and complaints. Obviously, most of the examinees were unable to answer all the questions and felt that there was not enough time.
The person who gave out the papers gave the poem paper to Fang Yun, and then took away the thirty papers for "Holy Words".
Fang Yun carefully looked at the poem questions and was relieved. There was no requirement for the poem to be flat, only the rhyme and the topic. Five words, seven words, quatrains, rhymed poems, ci, parallel prose, or fu were all acceptable.
Other than parallel prose and fu, the poem had to be one of the four rhymes of the Sun, Night, East, and Yuan Tribes.
The theme was also common. He had to choose one of the two themes: Spring and Frontier.
Fang Yun thought for a moment and decided to write a frontier poem. According to Fang Yun's character, he would definitely choose such a poem.
Fang Yun's eyes were blank, and he did not know where to start.
"With my current level of poetry, I would at most be a C grade in the A, B, C, and D grades. It's very likely that I won't be able to pass the exam. But if I don't pass the exam, I will definitely die!"
Fang Yun pondered for a long time and sighed. In his heart, he chanted "Wondrous Book of Heaven and Earth".
This time, there was no book, nor were there any prominent golden words.
Fang Yun guessed that there was no fixed answer, so "Wondrous Book of Heaven and Earth" could not accurately list it out.
Therefore, Fang Yun made a list of conditions in his heart. He had to bet on one of the four rhymes. It had to be a frontier poem, and it had to be a work of a famous person. He had to get a good ranking and try his best to pass the exam.
Fang Yun picked and chose a poem written by the poet sage, Du Fu. It was a five-character poem and was a very famous frontier poem. Its rhyme was in line with the Yang section of the Four Rhymes.
Fang Yun did not write directly on the paper. Instead, he wrote on a piece of white paper as a draft. After he finished, he would see if it was suitable. After all, there were too many taboos in the exam.
The content of "Sui Mu" was about the end of the year. The north was still at war, and the frontline soldiers were bleeding day and night. However, the court officials did not go all out. The poet wanted to serve the country but had no way to do so. He criticized the officials for their incompetence.
Jingguo and the grassland barbarians often fought with the wolf barbarians. It was normal to fight before the end of the year, so Fang Yun was not afraid of going off topic.
"Sui Mu is a guest far away, and the frontier still uses troops. Smoke and dust invade the snowy mountains … "
At this point, Fang Yun suddenly stopped writing.
At this moment, outside a pavilion near the exam room, the county magistrate and the magistrate stood up and looked in the direction of Fang Yun.
The two of them looked at each other for a moment and smiled. They could see the joy in each other's eyes.
The magistrate of the State College of Arts stood up after a while and said with a smile, "Congratulations, congratulations. You are full of talent. At the very least, your poems have left the county, and maybe even reached the prefectural level. The two of you have done well in educating your students.
The county magistrate smiled, "You flatter me. Wan Xuezheng, you flatter us. We are still young and cannot make a conclusion so easily."
Wan Xuezheng said again, "It should be that child prodigy, Fang Zhongyong."
The county magistrate hesitated for a moment and said, "No, I remember very clearly that Fang Zhongyong was in that direction."
The county magistrate was a Grand Scholar. He had a strong talent and could remember everything he saw.
As soon as the county magistrate finished speaking, the three of them looked in the direction of Fang Yun's exam room in astonishment.
"His talent has faded. What a pity." The county magistrate said and sat down dejectedly.
The magistrate sighed, "What a pity."
Wan Xuezheng hurriedly said, "Don't worry. Maybe that examinee can continue. Moreover, that child prodigy has not finished yet."
Suddenly, the three of them turned their heads and looked in another direction, revealing a look of anticipation.
After a while, the county magistrate smiled, "Good! His talent is stable, and his poems have left the county. That position belongs to Fang Zhongyong! "
The magistrate stroked his beard and smiled, "As expected of our county's child prodigy."
"Congratulations!" The magistrate congratulated again and then looked regretfully in the direction of Fang Yun.
In the exam room, Fang Yun put down his brush and frowned.
"This poem won't do! I'm not even a scholar and I'm already criticizing the officials. The three examiners might not all like it. I'm afraid that they will use the excuse of not having any achievements to criticize me. No matter how good the poem is, it will be useless. However, if even this poem won't do, then the others won't do either. Some are not good enough, some are too good, some don't have the four rhymes, and some are clearly not something that I can write. "
Fang Yun thought for a while and then suddenly crumpled the paper into a ball and placed it on the table.
Fang Yun placed the exam paper in front of him and picked up his brush to think. After a while, he remembered the spring breeze after the rain today. A famous poem naturally appeared in his mind.
Fang Yun put down his brush.
Spring dawn.
Sleeping in spring without knowing the dawn,
Hearing birds singing everywhere;
Night comes with the sound of wind and rain,
Knowing how many flowers fall.
One of the famous poems of the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran.
When the poem was finished, his talent erupted like a fountain.
Fang Yun immediately felt a warm flow of energy descend from the sky and enter between his eyebrows.
Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes wide. He did not think that he would be able to become a scholar during the exam!
All the warm flow of energy gathered at the "literary palace" between his eyebrows and then exploded. It flowed into every part of Fang Yun's body, causing the wounds that Fang Yun received last night to heal at a miraculous speed.
Fang Yun felt his eyes itch and couldn't help but blink. Not only did his myopia recover, his eyesight was also several times better than normal people.
"This is the body of talent! Every time a scholar rises in rank, his body will be strengthened and his lifespan will also increase. The great scholar lives 200 years, the Half-saint lives 200 years. After recuperating, even a scholar's physique will be stronger than that of an elite soldier! "
When the poem was finished, Magistrate Cai and the other two who were not far from the examination room suddenly shot up from their chairs and looked in the direction of Fang Yun in disbelief.
"This …" Wan Xuezheng was already speechless.
The magistrate muttered to himself, "Talent reaches the prefecture and is close to Mingzhou. As long as it spreads, it will definitely be a poem of Mingzhou!"
Then, the three people's expressions changed and they exclaimed at the same time.
"A scholar before the Saint!"
After becoming a scholar, one would have to enter the temple to worship. When the time comes, one would receive the talent and be officially promoted to a scholar. If one were to receive talent before that, they would be called a scholar before the Saint.
An ordinary scholar would only be a "disciple of the saints". However, a scholar before the Saint would be a "disciple of the heavens". The significance was extraordinary because Confucius and King Wen of Zhou were both "disciples of the heavens".
"Saint Origin has a population of billions. Even in three years, there may not be a scholar before the Saint! The heavens bless Jingguo! The heavens bless Jingguo! "The magistrate was so excited that his whole body trembled.
Magistrate Cai took a deep breath and said, "That position is where the poem was interrupted."
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