If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Countless people gathered at various street corners where the results were posted.

Exam candidates, relatives of candidates, people joining in the fun... all kinds of people gathered under the list.

The imperial examination is a big deal!

For most people, it is basically impossible to rely on others to examine the civil service. The only chance to become an official is through the imperial examination.

Therefore, even if I did not take the exam, I was still very curious about the results.

What's more, this year is the same year as the fifth exam. You know, many geniuses came out this year.

Those who are watching the excitement want to see how many geniuses appear in this exam.

There are even some good people who are planning to record these names and make a piece of news later to provide it to Dahuang Newspaper.

You know, Dahuang Newspaper collects all kinds of news. If it is good news, it will even offer a reward of several taels of silver.

There are already some peasant pawns in exchange for some money.

At this time, a handsome and handsome young man was sitting on one of the tables, slowly sipping a cup of milk tea.

Your model essays are not as good as mine in terms of literary style, your handwriting is not as good as mine, your character spacing is not as good as mine, etc.

"These six volumes must have my name on them."

At this time, people will start to compare each other.

The topic of "the genius who passed five consecutive exams" is undoubtedly one of the most eye-catching news.

"The standards of the adults in the Ministry of Rites are very strict. Did you read the newspaper this morning? Master Shangshu said that the requirements must be strict!"

Each prefecture, Eight Ways, Thirteen Sects, Four Seas, Four Regions, Six Tribes, and Six Kingdoms of the Great Wei Holy Dynasty will release their own Tong Sheng Examination Sample Essays.

In short, it is all kinds of competitions, and the winning side will feel proud.

"There are six sample essays!"

Of course, in addition to the list, several sample essays released by the imperial court also attracted much attention.

"That's right! There are actually six articles this year?! I have to say that the age of great strife is indeed here!"

There is also a young man in commoner clothes, holding a piece of paper to cancel the engagement, standing in front of the list with a firm expression: "I must get back what belongs to me!"

"Indeed, but it is precisely because of the strict requirements that these six articles are extraordinary."

Now, the list has been posted, but it is still in chaos, and it has not yet been officially announced at noon.

The people standing in front of the list started talking and were waiting for the list to be released.

There was a young man in brocade clothes with a casual look on his face: "I, the Murong family, will not be born until I am born. Once born, I will definitely shock the world!"

“In previous years, sometimes there was only one article, and sometimes there was not even one article at all. It’s better to be lacking than to overflow.”

There was also a woman next to her with an indifferent expression: "I have been studying the art of painting for several years and have never participated in the Tongsheng Examination just so that I can make a splash today. I want to tell that man that he... made the wrong choice!"

There is a restaurant not far away, with several tables extending outward by the window.

"There are still six articles with strict requirements. If the requirements are not strict, how many will there be?"

"Have these children read too much?" The young man smiled and said to the old man standing next to him.

"Master, the novel Lin Ke wrote was also based on reality." The old man responded with a smile.

"Well, then Lin Ke's literary talent is indeed good." The young man nodded with a smile, but a cold light flashed in his eyes: "But if it prevents me from becoming the number one scholar in the dynasty, I will have to lose this talent." "What the young master said is ”

The old man looked down and said nothing.

At another table not far away, someone chuckled and said, "Brother, you have such a strong tone! Do you know Lin Ke's name?"

The young man looked over immediately and saw that she was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman wearing a purple gown. Her whole body had a bright and bright color.

"Are you Gu Yueqing, a descendant of Saint Gu Kaizhi, the Saint of the Holy Land?" the young man said with a slight smile.

"Hello, Brother Kong." Gu Yueqing smiled slightly, then raised the wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp: "This generation of Drunk Immortal Brewing pays homage to the contemporary saint in the realm of Confucius - Brother Kong Ru."

Kong Ru stiffened for a moment after hearing "Drunk Immortal Brew" and hesitated to raise the sweet milk tea in his hand.

But then he calmly raised his milk tea cup: "I also wish you good results."

Seeing how calm Kong Ru was, Gu Yueqing narrowed her eyes slightly, then nodded with a smile: "Brother Kong Ru, don't you know how powerful Mr. Lin Ke is?"

"The outside world has not known what a genius is for many years. A few poems about visions can claim to be invincible like the king in the Bad Monkey Mountain." Kong Ru smiled and shook his head.

"Oh?" Gu Yueqing was curious: "What does Brother Kong mean, that the tiger in the mountain is someone else? Has Brother Kong ever thought that the little girl might be the tiger that eats you all?"

Kong Ru smiled and said nothing, while the old man beside him smiled at Gu Yueqing and said:
"Miss Gu, my young master can read a thousand words at the age of three, read poems and books at the age of five, is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting at the age of six, can talk about the Spring and Autumn Period at the age of seven, recites a poem a day at the age of eight, and writes a hundred articles a month. By the time he is ten years old, There were already three visionary poems..."

As he spoke, the old man looked at the young man in front of him dotingly: "Now Master Confucius is only seventeen years old, but he has already achieved thirty-two poems, eighteen words, and nine essays, and he has even written three classics on the meaning of the classics, which have been praised by the family head."

Thirty-two poems, eighteen words and nine texts!
Even a saint like Gu Yueqing couldn't help but be shocked by this kind of data.

"...Therefore, my young master naturally disdains the so-called talent of Lin Ke." The old man concluded.

Confucius also had a touch of arrogance on his face: "We, scholars, naturally have to be high-spirited!"

As he spoke, the breath in his body burst out slightly.

"Scholar?! Are you a fourth-level scholar?" Gu Yueqing was a little shocked and said, "Why so fast?"

"Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will be apparent to you." Confucius said with a smile: "Miss Gu, you might as well exchange ideas on painting when you have time."

Gu Yueqing also came back to her senses and smiled slightly unnaturally: "It's okay."

Then she turned her back and took out a large Confucian book, writing and drawing on it, as if she was struck by Confucius.

Write down what you see and hear.

Sure enough... Gu Yueqing's eyes were excited, not at all the shocked look she had just pretended to do.

As a candidate this time and a peripheral reporter at Dahuang Newspaper, I have a very keen sense of smell for many breaking news.

If what Kong Ru just said were reported, how many hits would it bring to her!
By then, she might be able to become a regular employee of Dahuang Newspaper with this, and even become that gold medal reporter in the future!

You know, she is only a bronze reporter now, which is considered an internship. If her report is successfully broadcast, she may become a silver reporter, and then become a gold medal reporter step by step!
Then she can open her own column... Thinking of this, Gu Yueqing became even more excited.

What column will you open then? draw? But it’s not a good job to draw two fair-skinned and beautiful men, right? How about starting a food column?
Gu Yueqing almost drooled as she thought about it.

"Ahem, miss, there is a young master over there looking at you!" the old woman standing next to Gu Yueqing reminded helplessly.

Only then did Gu Yueqing see another table of people sitting on the terrace of the restaurant.

And the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes was looking at him blankly, almost drooling, and he murmured:
"What a beautiful sister..." (End of this chapter)