After a while, a low exclamation came from inside the gauze curtain.
On the gold-edged paper, there was also a bunch of crooked ghost symbols, the paintings were even uglier than Feng Zhiwei's, and everyone got it right one by one, without any mistakes. After a long pause, he passed the answer behind the screen.
Behind the screen, the prince who was drinking tea put down his tea, and when he heard the servant's report, he leaned over and looked out, and said with a smile: "Father, I never thought that someone actually answered the question today."
The slender and slender emperor in a bright yellow casual robe let out a "huh" and said, "Qingming has been in charge of you these few years, and more and more talents have emerged. It is not in vain for me to come here in person."
The prince showed excitement, remembering the conversation with Lao Liu a few days ago, Lao Liu talked about Da Yue's frequent knocking on the side recently, and the incidents of the Jinsha pirates plundering the border people made His Majesty worry, why not persuade His Majesty to go out and relax, Qing Ming has been quite a bit lately these years Talents, His Majesty can be comforted when you see them. You might as well make the scale of this exam more grand and spread the word, so as to show the prestige of our great country, the abundance of talents, appease the panicked people, and deter those who don't know how to behave. Now it seems that it is really in favor of His Majesty, but he does not want to share the credit with the sixth child, so he retracted his words and said with a smile: "Father, I will work hard to rule the country. It’s all in the imperial capital, and now it’s even the birth of a national scholar, so that those shameless Xiaoxiao can watch, the sooner you can settle down!”
The emperor's expression became more and more satisfied, but he raised his eyes to look at the prince again, and said, "However, it's too early to answer a question, saying that the country is a scholar."
"If it's not, it has to be!" The crown prince was overjoyed, and he put the teacup aside and said with a smile, "If you want, he is!"
The emperor glanced at him, the smile on his lips was slightly subdued, and then he waved to the eunuch.
The eunuch lifted the curtain and came out, with a trembling voice, said: "Next question!"
There was a bang in the arena, and everyone stood up, showing expressions like thunderclaps—the first question has been solved
Ning Yi was drinking tea, his hand trembled, and a drop of tea fell on his sleeve, he didn't wipe off the tea, he just looked up at Feng Zhiwei, his eyes flashed for a moment.
Second question.
"A and B can be transformed into each other. B can be converted into C in boiling water, and C can be oxidized into D in the air. D has the smell of rotten eggs. What are A, B, C and D?"
Feng Zhiwei has calmed down a lot at this time - when she saw the familiar handwriting on the long golden scroll from a distance, she realized something, and when she confirmed the first question, she knew that the so-called Yingying scroll, the so-called The unparalleled national scholars are all in this volume, either misrepresented, or the owner of this volume made a huge joke with the world for more than six hundred years.
In any case, this joke made fun of everyone in the world, but it made her complete.
The answer to the second question was handed in, and everyone no longer waited carelessly, but looked up nervously at the gauze curtain on tiptoe. After a while, the gauze curtain was lifted, and the eunuch's high-pitched voice, which was so surprised and excited that it almost changed its tune, pierced the audience's throat. Nervous—"The third question!"
People began to push forward subconsciously, wanting to witness the birth of the six-hundred-year-old national scholar. Ning Yi couldn't sit still any longer, and walked past with a flick of his sleeves.
He brushed past Feng Zhiwei on the stage, turned his slanted eyes and stared sharply, Feng Zhiwei lowered his eyebrows and kept his eyes warm, but when he was about to leave, he said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I will be with you." What a blessing to be ministers in the same hall.”
Ning Yi's shoulders were visibly stiff for a moment, and then he floated past, Feng Zhiwei looked at his back, and suddenly felt a good mood.
After being bullied and oppressed by him for so long, he was at a disadvantage every time, and now he can be regarded as elated.
third question.
"A stone of destiny, which is said to be related to the fate of the country, from the Evergreen Temple in the sky, is thrown into the waters of Raksha Island in Ehai at the third quarter of the night of the blood moon. What will happen?"
The bosses of the Qin Tianjian and the Hanlin Academy have already seen the problem, pulling their beards and hairs one by one, using the vast knowledge in their stomachs to solve it from astrology, celestial phenomena, I Ching, geomantic omen...etc. With this question, a big boss of Qin Tianjian raised his hands and said tremblingly: "Unfathomable, unfathomable..."
Everyone showed a look of surprise, these three questions, in the early generations, a contemporary great Confucian who studied heaven and man spent his whole life carefully studying them, and finally came to the conclusion that the questions seemed weird and naive, but contained Infinitely deep meaning, three questions, covering formation conversion, astrolabe calculation, destiny and other most profound human truths, not to mention that the answer is nowhere to be found, just these three questions have already consumed him For a lifetime, the white-haired Confucian patted his legs and sighed loudly—it really deserves to be written by the Dacheng and Absolutely Gorgeous Emperor.
At this time, Feng Zhiwei also saw the third question, and was startled, she had never seen this question in the brochure.
However, after answering the two questions, she had already figured out the ghostly mind of the owner of the proposition, even if she came up with the simplest and overwhelming answer from the simplest direction.
Zhiwei Feng handed in the answer.
After a while, there was a thud in the white gauze, and the sound of a human body falling to the ground was heard repeatedly.
When the gauze curtain was lifted, the eunuch came out sweating profusely, stood up with his belly puffed up, opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound several times.
With the word success or failure, everyone concentrated and held their breath, looking up at that terrible mouth, waiting for the birth of a national scholar, or the fall of a talented person.
The huge lecture hall with thousands of people was as quiet as death for a moment.
Wei Feng Zhiwei held her hand in front of the hall, smiling lightly, a three-foot golden thread fluttered between her snow-white fingers, her voice was soft and soft, as if someone was laughing softly from beyond the sky.
Ning Yi turned around in front of the hall, staring at the frail young man with complicated eyes.
When the silence reached the last moment, when everyone was about to be unbearable, the eunuch finally regained his breath, walked towards Feng Zhiwei with big strides, and bowed to the ground long.
"please… "
"Guoshi..."
When one word is spoken, the surroundings are quiet, and when one word is spoken, the heart surges.
In an instant, the turbulent waves hit the shore, knocking out the almost blank brains of these thousands of people.
National scholar!
The students were simply excited by these two noble and noble words that they dreamed of, but the bigwigs from the DPRK and China exchanged meaningful glances.
This kid is so lucky... If it weren't for the restless border, His Majesty has been slack in government in recent years, and there have been many shortcomings in various state affairs, which has caused unrest among the people. His Majesty urgently needs to stabilize the people's hearts. On the boy