Later, the promotional title became synonymous with insurmountability. Scholars all over the world admire and yearn for it, but it is unattainable.
Also because of too many disappointments, the emperor gradually became bored, and then issued an imperial decree that those who were not sure of the answer to the British examination paper were not allowed to try lightly, otherwise they would be punished as deceiving the emperor. With a decree, no one would dare to risk their lives to take care of the imperial examination from now on.
Holding it out at this time is just a symbolic significance rather than a practical one, just for show.
The Yingying scroll woven with golden silk flutters in the wind, like a golden ladder that can climb the clouds, attracting the eyes. Everyone's eyes are hot and they raise their necks, but they dare not approach.
Feng Zhiwei's heart suddenly moved.
Up to now, it is no longer possible to hide her strength and bide her time. Between the immediate end of her life and the possibility of causing trouble by showing her face, she would rather choose the latter.
Life or death, and a fight, if you don't smash your body under the cliff, you will go on the broad road smoothly.
Ning Yi, you forced this—
The gold list on the stage was fluttering in the wind, and the eunuch holding the gold list was sore, and then the emperor behind the curtain said calmly: "It seems that this year is still the same result, put it away."
The eunuch was about to put it away when he heard a loud voice from below: "I'll come!"
In the official shed, a thin young man in green clothes suddenly stood up resolutely, standing up with his sleeves facing the wind, it was Feng Zhiwei.
She stood calmly under the eyes of all the people, she was not in a hurry to go forward, but turned around first, and smiled at Ning Yi who wanted to stop but couldn't, so his brows were serious.
This smile is as gentle as before, at the bottom of gentleness, but suddenly there is a resolute and fierce temperament. It is the domineering that is hidden deep in the character and is only naturally revealed when it is on the verge of desperation. with -
My lord, thank you for your hospitality, goodbye, goodbye.
Ning Yi watched the boy stand up, shouted, turned around and smiled, and left decisively.
For some reason, the first thing that surged up in my heart was not the anger of the prey escaping, but an inexplicable anxiety, like seeing a caged bird flapping its wings and flying out, turning around in the mid-space, and suddenly transforming into a phoenix.
Or, is it an eagle that has been restraining its wings all the time, just waiting for a certain moment to catch the clouds away, and then swoop down to give him a blow
Shaking his head and dismissing this absurd idea, he slowly leaned back on the chair, squinted his eyes, and watched the man straight away towards the gold list, his back was as thin as a half-curved moon.
Suicide, or...
Obviously should be happy.
However, there are always hazy clouds between the brows, which cannot be dispersed.
Feng Zhiwei walked to the front of the stage, and vaguely heard someone screaming from below, vaguely Lin Shao's voice, he seemed to want to rush out, but was held back by someone under the stage.
The gazes that everyone looked at her at this time were no longer the envy or disdain they had before, but a kind of regret and surprise—surprise that someone would actually seek their own death.
It has been written for more than 600 years, and no one can understand it until now. It has already formed a deep-rooted concept in people's minds—it is a book from heaven, and ordinary people can answer it.
Feng Zhiwei's eyes were clear, she ignored the strange sights from all sides, and stepped forward calmly.
Someone behind the white gauze let out a slight "Huh", and the royal family and nobles who had been idle and chatting all stood up and looked around, very curious about the first boy who boldly asked for the British scroll in many years.
"Do you know the rules?" The eunuch holding a golden scroll drew a long tune, squinting at Feng Zhiwei.
"If you can't answer, I'd rather die." Feng Zhi smiled.
The tone of these words was watered down, but the meaning shocked everyone. In the official shed, Ning Yi sat up straight and frowned.
Doing thunderous things with a gentle and gentle attitude, this style is very similar to a person...
The eunuch turned his head to look inside the gauze curtain, and was instructed to remove the bright yellow gauze covering the long golden scroll.
The long scroll is 30% off, and each question is folded. Although countless people have tried to answer it before, according to the imperial court's law, no matter who has read the question, it is not allowed to disclose it to the public. Therefore, this question is still kept secret from the world. Countless people cast their curious eyes. past.
Feng Zhiwei rolled her eyes, and the look on her face...was wonderful.
first question.
"Why is Panasonic not as strong as Sony?"
It took a lot of effort for Feng Zhiwei to hold back the corners of her mouth from twitching—this is the first volume of the world that has been famous for more than 600 years? This is the promotion paper that claims that the answerer must be a peerless national scholar?
Yes, what can be answered is really Wushuang-this is not a problem in this world, is it
At this time, everyone was staring at her expression closely, seeing her raised eyebrows and bit her lips, as if she was struggling to endure being overwhelmed by the question, they all felt that it was expected, but faintly disappointed - they thought that a miracle would happen today!
Ning Yi put his hand on his cheek and looked at Feng Zhiwei from a distance. Although the result of this moment was also within his expectations, his mood did not improve. The feeling of oppression and loss seemed to intensify several times for no reason. .
Yuebai Yinzhu's sleeves were drooping, and the wind gently brushed against her cheeks, making her feel cool and soft, just like her mood at this moment... This person who has both small cunning and great wisdom, was really forced by him to throw his halberd so frivolously. Is the sand here
While he was pondering, he suddenly saw the man on the stage raise his eyebrows and smile.
That smile came out of nowhere, obviously his face was only delicate and even a little stiff, but the expression in his eyes was like the sunrise rising from the East China Sea, shining brightly in the sky, so scorching so unstoppable, his normal face suddenly became peerless.
Dazzled by the smile in that gaze, he was stunned for a moment, seeing that the man stepped forward without hesitation, he had already prepared his pen and ink, brushed it a few times, and the pen was gone, then he smiled and gave way.
The eunuch went over in disbelief, didn't dare to look at the answer, took it with both hands and put it into the white gauze. Inside the gauze, a large number of the most learned scholars and scholars of the Hanlin Academy who were summoned surrounded them with a huff, holding the phoenix. Zhiwei stared at the answer for a long time.
The answer is very simple, very weird, even weirder than the title, it is a bunch of crooked "symbols" - panaonic.
Everyone stared wide-eyed for a long time, unable to understand, and then went to see the most talented man in the world. Xin Ziyan distorted his charming face and said bitterly, "I'm not a Taoist priest, so I don't understand ghost symbols!"
I had no choice but to send someone Pegasus to the palace to get the treasured answer—the answer was never needed, so I forgot to bring it.