Chapter 84 Jieyuan is like exploring flowers

Following the crowd and looking at the temple, Xiang Buddha Temple looked particularly solemn in the unopened ink. The former Yang Yanzhao did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, but in this life, he has gone beyond the atheism he has been pursuing, so he can't help but believe in some things.

He meditated on the blessing of the Buddha in his heart and walked to the door of the temple.

Several officials in Tsing Yi were checking the candidates who entered the temple, from the pen and inkstone platform to the shoes, socks and clothes. Until there were no omissions, they handed over a wooden sign and let people go.

Seeing this lineup, some people were scared and turned pale on the spot. Of course, these lucky people were disqualified from the examination and dragged away by the bodyguards on the side.

In addition, Yang Yanzhao was also tossed around like this, and then took the wooden stick, Ding Wujian No. 8 position.

He nodded to Zhang Qian, who was still being examined behind him. Yang Yanzhao found his examination room. Fortunately, there was guidance on the road, and it was not difficult to find.

Ding Maojian looks like the residence of the temple, but at this moment, the room has been separated by wooden boards. The door of each compartment has a number, which is pulled up with an external curtain.

The examiner is already in the room, standing meticulously and looking at the candidates who keep walking in without a trace of expression. Looking at each examinee who came in quietly, his cold eyes seemed to see the depths of everyone's heart.

According to the wooden sign, Yang Yanzhao quickly found his position, leaning against the corner, but there was less sound of walking around.

Not long after, all the candidates entered. The examiner worshipped the saint Kong and praised the official family and the court. After that, he made it clear that the exam was only ordered, and then the test questions were issued.

There are a lot of Moyi, scriptures, strategy and poetry.

After a glance at the test questions, Yang Yanzhao roughly had a bottom and studied hard with his teacher for several months. These test questions were already a matter of his hand.

But after all, this is related to his second half of life, so Yang Yanzhao did not dare to be careless at all. He took a deep breath, took out a bamboo tube from the wooden box, poured a little water into the inkstone, and began to grind the inkstone and answer seriously.

The room is extremely quiet, and a high fragrance is slowly burning, with a faint fragrance, which is somewhat refreshing and reassuring.

The cold-faced chief examiner walked around with his hands, carefully doing his duties of invigating the students. When he saw Yang Yanzhao's slender golden body like a dragon, a touch of surprise flashed on his expressionless face.

Answer in the compartment, where can you tell the sunset and sunrise? If you are hungry, you can eat some cakes in the food box. You can simply exhaust the wind and He Yu prepare more, and Yang Yanzhao is not afraid of being hungry.

When the light was dim, he lit up the oil lamp prepared by Xu Shi for him, read at night, and wrote hard. He also seemed to be used to it.

Feeling that it is late at night, Yang Yanzhao will also close his eyes and rest. Only by recuperating himself can he maintain his best condition and cut others off the horse.

But even if it is Xiaoqi, he will not lose his vigilance. The examination room is thick and dark, and if he is not careful, he will use embarrassing tricks such as evil spirits. Therefore, he has to be on guard against it.

When I squinted, I suddenly felt that the curtain was lifted, and I was shocked. When I opened my eyes, I saw an official in official's clothes handing over a pot of strong tea.

He noticed that Yang Yanzhao was looking at him. The latter muttered gently, "Autumn is coming. It's a little cold at night. Lord Shangguan has prepared some strong tea for you to warm your body and refresh yourself."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao smiled and thanked the people, poured a cup of tea, the fog curled, and took a sip. It was a little more bitter than his usual, but it did refreshed.

If this unsmiling examiner is not to buy people's hearts, he is a real scholar who studies hard. Whether it is the former or the latter, Yang Yanzhao cares too much, rubbed his face and continued to answer the questions.

The policy theory is based on the great unification of the Song and Ping dynasties.

This Geng Yuanfu has a lot to distinguish with him, so Yang Yanzhao's countermeasure theory is not worried at all. As for the title of poetry, it comes from the scriptures. Although he doesn't realize that there is nowhere to write, he also needs to think about it.

I don't know how many days have passed. Yang Yanzhao put the pen in his hand on the side of the inkstone, looked at the paper full of words, and took a deep breath.

Wealth and power are all on this stack of rice paper.

He picked up the few leftover pastries and took a few bites, and there was little bitter tea left in the pot on the side of the desk. After Yang Yanzhao rested for a while, the long-lost bell in the temple rang again.

After checking the name and place of origin, after handing in the test paper, he packed up a few food boxes, and Yang Yanzhao walked outside the house.

The sun hasn't set yet. In addition to Gong Gong, the students who stayed in the compartment all day felt very flowery in front of them, and couldn't help raising their hands to half cover their eyes.

Compared with his weak physique, Yang Yanzhao still felt that it was fine, but he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and his eyes were dazzled for a while.

Looking around, I guessing that Zhang Qian should also come out, but looking left and right, I couldn't see his figure, so I had to follow the crowd and rush out.

Outside the Buddhist temple, it was overcrowded, and the carriage was wrong and blocked the road. Even Yang Yanzhao took a lot of effort to squeeze out the crowd.

On the roadside, under the Luan tree, which was not yet completely withered, the exhaust wind standing on the roadside suddenly let out the light, "Son!"

After a shout, he jumped out of the carriage and rushed forward quickly. He Yu, who was on tiptoe, immediately looked for the voice. He really saw Yang Yanzhao coming with a smile on his face.

"Brother!"

He walked forward happily and took over the food box. He Yu looked behind him and said, "Brother, hasn't Brother Qiu Bai come out yet?"

"There are many people in the temple. I didn't meet them when I came out. I want to come soon."

"The scientific examination makes people so crazy. Fortunately, I have retreated," He Yu smiled happily, and then pulled Yang Yanzhao to the carriage on the roadside. "My brother was also tired for a few days, so he got on the car to take a rest. When the younger brother welcomes Brother Qiu Bai, you and I will hit the Jiqing Building to celebrate the two brothers in advance."

Looking at the people in the distance and not being able to see Zhang Qian for a while, Yang Yanzhao nodded and went into the carriage with the exhaust wind.

"Son, you have worked hard these days."

As soon as he sat down, the exhaust air handed over the prepared tea. Although it was cool, it still had a silky aroma. After drinking bitter tea for a few days, Yang Yanzhao's throat was a little uncomfortable. After taking it, he took a big sip, "It's still the tea at home. It's good at home. Is there nothing wrong?"

He gave Yang Yanzhao another cup. Paifeng shook his head, sat aside, and said seriously, "In the few days when the prince took the exam, everything in the family was fine. The second master of the folding family came to the yard for two quarters every day to call the exhaust wind and something energetic."

Hearing the exhaust wind mentions the strength, Yang Yanzhao, who was drinking herbal tea, couldn't help asking, "The strength? Can you feel it now?"

The eyebrows of the exhaustive wind squeezed together, full of sadness. "The exhaustive wind is stupid by nature. The second master of the Zhe family said that I am now in the stage of enlightenment. If I want to enter the condensation, I can't do it without two or three years."

"Cough..."

Yang Yanzhao suddenly coughed violently, and the tea he had just drunk almost sprayed out. He was so scared that he quickly stood behind his back and gave him the air.

"Exhaust, what did you just say? Can you feel the momentum?"

It was not easy to recover. Yang Yanzhao pulled the little hand of the exhaust wind, and his words were full of excitement. For a long time, he did not understand what gas was, so he did not mention it to the little girl. But who could have expected that the exhaust wind was the first to feel the energy.

Seeing a trace of pain on her face, Yang Yanzhao immediately let go of his hand, but he was still a little eager, "What does that vigor look like?"

"This exhaust wind can't explain clearly. I just did what the second master Zhejia said. I felt that there were more warm things in my body, like water, swimming in the acupuncture point. I won a lot when I walked behind. Even the objects that I usually can't lift can carry. At the beginning, the exhaust was also very surprised and almost scared by myself. It is. Doesn't the prince know about his anger?

Pai Feng said with a little joy. Later, she found that Yang Yanzhao's face was a little abnormal, which made a surprising question. In her eyes, the prince's martial arts skills are strong, and few people in the world can match him, so these simple things that she can't learn are just gadgets for the extremely intelligent and omnipotent prince. It is.

With a smile, Yang Yanzhao's self-esteem was really hit, but the exhaust wind can feel the energy, and he is naturally very happy.

However, there is also a slight loss.

Asking carefully, Yang Yanzhao learned more information about qi from the exhaust mouth, taking perception as the bottom layer, followed by condensation, which condenses the qi felt in the body into one, and then it is vigor. Qi is connected to the tendons and veins, which can turn qi into internal strength.

The last high realm exhaust wind is just a little mentioned by Zhe Yuqing. It is the spirit of the body to control the spirit of heaven and earth. The most common is that the momentum is to oppress the other party.

After a burst of dialogue, Yang Yanzhao's eyebrows were locked into two sections. According to the exhaust wind, when he first realized the energy, he felt that his body was much lighter. In the end, killing people with momentum was definitely not easy words.

His father, Yang Ye, and Zhe Yuxun have used their momentum to make Yang Yanzhao breathless.

It's just that when can I realize this mysterious and mysterious spirit?

When Yang Yanzhao sighed, the voice came, but He Yu came with Zhang Qian, so he shook his head and temporarily suppressed this annoying thing. He put aside the cup in his hand, lifted the curtain, and leaned out his head, "Qiu Bai, you're late."

Zhang Qian looks a little tired, but he is in good spirits. It seems that he feels good.

"Uncle, Qiu Bai is short-sighted. How can you be as agile as you?"

"Qiu Bai is serious. I can't afford what you said. Yang Yanzhao is still much worse than you."

Zhang Qian was about to say something, but was pushed down the carriage by He Yu. "Two brothers, don't flatter each other here. I have already prepared the wine and vegetables, just waiting for today to raise a glass of joy."

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao and Zhang Qian looked at each other and smiled, while He Yu boarded the carriage, followed the order to drive to the city and went straight to the Jiqing Tower.