This is an arithmetic test paper.

With a perfect score of 100, Zhuanyang scored 89 points.

Yunyang Hou thought: This guy took the initiative to give me the test paper, which means that his son's score may be better? But eighty-nine points is not bad, at most his son has a few points.

So, he responded with a smile: "Zhuanyang's test paper? It's hard for Your Majesty to mark it for him personally. I think the results are acceptable. Your Majesty kept me here specifically to report good news?"

The God-Emperor then handed over the test paper on the art of war.

The art of war, which is Zhuanyang's strong point, scored ninety-nine points.

The smile on Marquis Yunyang's face grew stronger.

However, this is already the upper limit, and each subsequent test paper becomes more miserable.

Treat menstruation seventy-eight points.

Marquis Yunyang: It’s barely okay. After all, my family values ​​martial arts over literature. His poetry talent is not high, so that’s normal.

Forty-five points in academic administration.

Marquis Yunyang: Is he so bad at running the country? Is he deliberately hiding his clumsiness? My family only needs to show talent in the art of war. What’s more, his eldest brother is enough in this regard.

Criminal law, sixty-three chapters of history.

Just give it a try, and you'll pass at least.

Sixty points in astronomy and medical skills.

I also passed the test, okay...

Thirty-two points in geography and architecture.

This kid definitely didn't memorize it well. Why is his score so low for memorizing something like this? Forget it, just ask him to memorize it well later.

Marquis Yunyang worked on his own psychology and found excuses for his son.

However--

The God Emperor laid out Peng Yu's test paper word by word without leaving any trace.

Seeing Peng Yu's results, Marquis Yunyang's face turned green.

Ninety on Classics; Ninety-seven on Arithmetic; Ninety-three on Academic Affairs; Eighty-nine on Art of War; Eighty-eight on Criminal Law and History; Ninety-two on Geography and Architecture; Ninety-five on Astronomy and Medicine.

Provocation, naked provocation!

Marquis Yunyang clenched his fists, his bones cracking.

The God Emperor said slowly in his ear: "Hey - Hao'er is too lazy, and he failed to pass 90 on two papers. It seems that I am usually too lax and let him go."

Marquis Yunyang gritted his teeth. Obviously, the God Emperor was deliberately irritating himself.

Taking a deep breath, he showed his calm general demeanor: "What can a mere examination paper mean? Yang'er is still a child. As a child, it is normal not to study hard and to be playful. When you grow up, you will know how to learn.

.On the contrary, those young geniuses, when they grow up, their talents are premature and disappear from everyone."

"What you said is absolutely true. But there is another saying, 'if young people don't work hard, old people will be sad.' If you don't take good care of your children when you are young, your talents will be wasted... it will be your children who will be ruined when they grow up."

The God Emperor and the Old God are here, assuming the posture of an elder, imparting the skills of raising a son.

Marquis Yunyang felt his veins twitching when he heard this, and sneered in his heart: Raising a son? Kunhao is the only one who is really raised by you as a son? The other five sons are growing up in the palace, which one needs you to worry about? Although the boss has been raised by you for a long time.

Years, but I turned around and threw myself into the East Palace, and I didn’t see you asking me about it every day. Comparing me to raising a son? I have three sons, but I can’t raise a son as well as you do? What’s more, my eldest son’s academic performance is the best among his peers, and a mere Kunhao—hum!

However, seeing the God-Emperor's "little man succeeds" appearance, Marquis Yunyang put away his papers and left angrily.

"No, I want Zhuanyang to study hard after returning home and not just think about playing all day long!"

Marquis Yunyang went straight to the Marquis Mansion.

I happened to see my wife and the housekeeper selecting sacred wood and spiritual materials.

"Yang'er wants a black iron chariot. But that thing is too bulky and can easily hurt him. So I will choose spiritual wood for him and build a simple and lightweight wooden chariot. Inlaid with jade shells, he should like it.

.”

After hearing his wife's words, Marquis Yunyang came over directly.

"Chariot? He has already asked for three vehicles in the past few years. Isn't that enough for him?"

When the lady saw Marquis Yunyang returning, she quickly stood up and greeted: "The Marquis is back——"

Marquis Yunyang slapped the test paper and said, "Look at your son! He plays with things all day long and doesn't study hard. His grades, let alone those of other children, even his eldest brother and second brother were better than him when they were young!"

This is somewhat exaggerated.

The test paper was issued by the Emperor himself, based on Peng Yu's learning progress. Even when Zhuan Lei was a child, he couldn't keep up with Peng Yu's progress, and his grades may not be as good as Zhuan Yang's.

"I have decided. If he fails in the exam next time, he will not be allowed to buy him a chariot or a Tianma. Also, his swords and armor will not be taken to Tiandang Mountain in the future."

"And give the boss his study notes from his youth so that he can study hard."

…

Peng Yu and others finished writing the test papers and had a good night's rest.

Early the next morning, the God Emperor sent people to Simu Palace.

Not only did he give the test results to Peng Yu, but he also personally wrote comments and pointed out mistakes.

"What a loving father." Peng Yu accepted the transcript and was filled with emotion.

Just because of the God-Emperor's partiality, don't blame the other princes for planning to kill him all day long.

Then there are three jade sticks.

The staff is three feet long, with a bird's head shape on the top and a green knot hanging on it.

Peng Yu picked up the jade staff from the box and looked at the envoy: "Father, what do you mean by this?"

"Your Majesty said that the first batch of poison sticks for our dynasty has been completed. There are three elders in Simu Palace who are over 600 years old and can wear poison sticks."

Peng Yu shook his jade staff, and wisps of auspicious light and auspicious energy erupted. The three-foot jade staff gradually grew longer, reaching the same height as his body.

"It is indeed a magic weapon."

The Jade Wand of Fortune and Longevity is an ancient magical instrument that can gather good fortune and prolong life.

After playing for a while, he put it back again.

"Is it for Master Wang and his companions? Why are there only three of them? Doesn't it count according to Wang Taiyi's order?"

"The imperial doctor ordered him to practice immortality and live for thousands of years. Now he is only 600 years old..."

too young.

The envoy then said: "The poison stick is divided into three categories. Elderly people over 600 years old can wear Chi Jie. If the king of gods refuses to worship, the poison stick will be taken away after death."

"The Green Festival is held by meritorious officials and buried with them after death."

"The Purple Festival is held by the great virtuous saints of the divine dynasty, and you can enjoy the seat when you meet the divine emperor."

In addition to the three poison sticks, the messenger also brought many treasures rewarded by the God Emperor.

"Your Majesty is worried that His Highness will be lonely here in peace and quiet. He has selected some tributes from the eight hundred heavens for His Highness to enjoy."

Peng Yu accepted the reward with a smile, and saw Zhuan Yang rushing over angrily: "Kun Hao, where is my money? Give it to me quickly!"

"Money? What money?"

"It's the 200 million heavenly gold that this astonishing talent has, and I was promised half of it."

"Oh, that. I can't take it out for the time being. The adults are worried that we spend money randomly and get stuck."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that my father and your father are worried about you and me spending money randomly, and think that we are too young, so we are not allowed to withdraw the gambling money from the Temple of War. We will keep it for the time being and help us manage our finances."

"So, you can't get the gambling money?"

"Yes. What, you are short of money?"

"My pocket money was cut off by my family." Zhuan Yang gritted his teeth: "It was all your fault. If it hadn't been for that test paper, I wouldn't have been cut off by my father."

Moreover, all the armor and swords in my house have been taken away.
Chapter completed!