Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 38 There is a solution to the word '二', unlucky fellow!

Not long after, the king and queen of Tang, who were busy with affairs, left the academy first.

When the fourth princess Li Yu saw this, she didn't stay long. After a few casual conversations with Chen Xuan, she left in a hurry.

Then those nobles who commented on the students dared to let the accompanying steward go forward to chat with the students who had been admitted to the academy.

Among them, there are many students who are equally talented but failed to enter the academy, and they are also favored by the stewards of Zhu Zi's family.

Although these people do not have the opportunity to be admitted to the academy, if they are hired as a disciple and used to manage affairs, they will be more useful than ordinary people.

Those students in their thirties with a faint killing intent in their eyes all followed the path of the military department.

Most of them have successfully entered the academy. These people are military lieutenant colonels and the like. After graduating from the academy, they can be directly promoted to generals.

The people of the Tang Dynasty favored martial arts, so naturally no one dared to compete with the military to rob people, and even more, they couldn't rob them.

Naturally, those noble people left with them. Your Majesty and the Queen were gone, and the historian who recorded today's grand event also left. What's the point of them staying here?

For these nobles, the professors of the academy are more indifferent.

Even some professors who were born in other countries showed a bit of ferocity on their faces when they looked at these honored persons.

Clenched Shuang Quan tightly, the knuckles were already turning white, but he could only watch Zhu Zi leave.

Without these troublesome people, the teachers in the academy seemed particularly relaxed.

Each test paper, under the judgment of the academy teachers, ranks high and low.

The man who came from the Southern Jin Dynasty and Xie Chengyun from a thousand-year-old family were among the best.

The Southern Jin Dynasty has always paid attention to the imperial examination, and even more to the family background. Those with the first rank in the imperial examination are the number one scholar, Tanhua, and second place!
Only those who are outstanding in appearance can be Tanhua.

Yangguan Zhong Dajun and Chi Fu, both of whom were famous for their poetic talents, both won praise from their teachers.

Wang Ying, who was only 14 years old and was taught by an academy and brought back from a remote county, was the real genius.

Born in a poor family, but with such a good looks, if he was transferred to a thousand-year-old family, with the constant teaching of flowing teachers, what kind of achievements should he achieve?

There are many names on the list, but most of them are born as generals, heirs of princes, or from scholarly families.

It is difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son. If you look down on classics and history, and cannot afford pen, ink, paper and inkstone, how can you talk about entering an academy?
In other countries in the world, children from poor families would not be able to read any classics.

But among the Taoist temples in Xiling in the world, the Taoist officials or divine temples used for preaching will still teach those children to read the scriptures of crossing the world in Xiling, so that they can believe in Haotian.

There are good and bad, but good and bad should not be judged by the present, but by future generations.

"This candidate is called Ning Que, is the hairpin flower script really good?"

"These two words, I really can't figure out what they should be."

Naturally, they don't need to judge Ning Que's test paper. The master personally evaluates it.

"However, Chen Xuan, the No.1 handed in essay paper, is even more shocking. His answering paper is far faster than the examinee from Xiling five years ago."

Instructor Huang He stroked his goat's beard and said with a smile.

The quality of the college entrance examination this year can be said to be surprisingly good, although some students have been eliminated.

But his qualifications are not inferior to those of previous years. It is only to blame for the high quality of this candidate.

One list after another was transcribed, but no matter which list, Chen Xuan's name was at the top.

With the academy's endorsement at this moment, Chen Xuan is already famous in Chang'an.

at the same time.

Test papers on the interpretation of the word '二' were also sent over one by one.

The male instructor, who was wearing soft armor and carrying a sword at his waist, stood up and took the pile of test papers. After reading through them carefully, he cursed: "Bullshit doesn't make sense, it's a dirty look!"

The pile of test papers about the meaning of two words fell heavily on the desk amidst Professor Gongyang's scolding.

After watching the rest of the instructors, they were also furious.

At this time, wearing a teacher's attire, the fresh and elegant Yu Lian walked into the hall, looked at the many bearded and staring teachers, and said: "The word 'two' has an explanation. Xuan, top seven subjects!"

"Remember to write Taipingdao Chen Xuan instead of Chen Xuan on the list posted."

She is very good at seeing people. A true cultivator of Taoism is not a true cultivator of Zhishouguan. Naturally, it is impossible to enter the academy, just like that little fat man.

Then there is only fame and the name of Taiping Dao.

As a teacher in the academy, Yu Lian felt that she should make a name for the students who have already been admitted to the academy.

Huang He's old face was full of shock, and accidentally three or two beards fell to the ground, "Mr. Third, may I ask what you mean by these two words?"

Yu Lian smiled faintly, and said, "Professor Huang He, your question is very stupid."

Yu Lian picked up the wolf hair, wrote two large characters on the white rice paper beside her, then turned and left.

Mr. San's small regular script with hairpin flowers is extremely gorgeous and pleasing to the eye, but the words on the rice paper are not very pleasing to the eye.

"Two is stupidity; two is number!"

Teacher Gongyang snorted and said, "This student named Ning Que is clearly saying that our questions are very stupid."

"He will definitely fail the daily assessment this year!"

Afterwards, Professor Gongyang left angrily, and he did not forget to pick up the scroll when he left, and only wrote more than ten pages of blank scrolls.

On that scroll, there was an additional name called Ning Que, and Gong Yang learned to remember Ning Que.

Huang He also wrote down the final admission list on a three-foot-long announcement, and said with emotion: "Am I really the best?"

Teaching in the hall, laughing again and again.

Although Ning Que had already offended many teachers before entering the academy, Ning Que got top grades in three subjects.

He was still ranked behind Chen Xuan of Taiping Dao, but Ning Que's cultivation qualifications were somewhat less than ideal.

Zhang San's announcement was quickly posted, attracting the attention of many students.

For ordinary students, being admitted to the academy is like a carp crossing the dragon gate, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a step to the sky.

But for Li Hunyuan, the eldest son of the Tang king, no matter what his admission test scores were, he would definitely be admitted to the academy.

It is true that the second floor of the academy is an unknown place, but the front yard of the academy is still secular.

As long as it belongs to the secular world, it is more or less inevitable, the sophistication brought by some local products.

For example, Chu Youxian, whose family was a businessman, had his father spend a full 20 taels of silver to send him to an academy.

However, in the third year of the Tang Dynasty, the governor of the Qing Dynasty, and served in two places, was almost the same number.

On the screen wall in front of the academy, Ning Que found his name, and Sangsang looked particularly happy.

However, Ning Que's right eye was still beating non-stop.

Not far away, Yu Lian cast his gaze on the soldier from Weicheng. Not long ago, Ning Que, who had killed many people in Chang'an City with the Chunfeng Ting Dynasty.

"He is a genius who cultivates Mingzong techniques!"

(End of this chapter)