Under the Zhuque Gate, Xi Yangyu, who was wearing a wide-sleeved robe, raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.
At this moment, Chen Danqiu had finished reading the obscure, long and boring pre-exam declaration, and the candidates began to enter the venue one after another.
Pei Jing, Yong Hongzhong, Qiu Jinghuan...
Those students who had the impression in their minds stepped into the Suzaku Gate one by one. The queue behind was getting smaller and smaller, and the face from Zhenzhou could not be seen for a long time.
It’s okay if you don’t come.
The corners of Xi Yangyu's mouth raised slightly and he smiled faintly.
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What a coincidence.
Pei Jing looked at the list of examination rooms posted on the wooden signs in the courtyard and raised her eyebrows in surprise.
He Fanshuang, Li Ang, Pei Jing, Qiu Jinghuan...
They are all familiar names.
Just...
"The boy really didn't come?"
Qiu Jinghuan in the team looked back and forth, smacked his lips and said, "What's going on?"
"It can't be that you've given up on yourself, right?"
An aristocratic young man whispered: "Didn't Xi Siye say it seven days ago? His spiritual veins and hexagrams are destined to be unable to practice. Forcibly introducing spiritual energy into the body will only kill himself.
Just don’t come, it will save you the embarrassment of being carried out later.”
"That's true. After all, he ranked second in the first test and first in the retest. Even if he didn't have the spiritual talent and didn't take the final test, there would still be wealthy families vying to recruit him as their son-in-law."
"Hehe, that's really enviable to others. Maybe he will already be a father before our group of students graduates..."
The aristocratic young men who knew each other were whispering and joking.
Pei Jing did not join their discussion and turned to look at the corner of the team.
He Fanshuang frowned slightly, looking at the empty queue area on Zhuque Street in the distance, silent.
It's not like I'm happy because Li Ang didn't come, but... I'm unhappy because I lost my opponent.
"You can enter the examination room."
A school teacher opened the door and nodded to the candidates outside.
Finally, it begins.
Pei Jing took a deep breath, and the other students also ended their quiet conversations, and stepped into the examination room with nervous faces.
The examination room is still the same as before, with tables placed one after another, with a certain distance between tables.
But what was placed on the table was not paper examination papers, but square wooden boxes composed of several concave and convex wooden pillars.
The wooden box is ordinary, with a wooden sword handle on the top.
"Luban lock?"
The candidates who entered the examination room were shocked.
Feng Danyun, the academy instructor on the stage, nodded lightly and said to the candidates in a deep voice: "The content of the final exam in the academy is to untie the wooden box and pull out the wooden sword on the top of the wooden box. p>
The time limit is six hours."
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At the same time,
Southwest of Chang'an, Xia Mountain, Academy, somewhere underground secret room.
Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Tantai Leshan's palms trembled as he wrote the last line of text on a book densely filled with experimental records.
"...the seventy-ninth experiment, the result is that malaria is indeed caused by mosquito bites."
Lying on the ground in front of Tantai Leshan was an ordinary corpse of a middle-aged man.
The corpse was dressed in brown clothes. He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He was thrown into the crowd and had no sense of existence at all. The only thing worth mentioning was the condition of his death.
His body was covered in cold sweat, and there was a sword mark on his heart.
The sword mark that passed through the heart was so clean that not much blood flowed out at all.
Even the blood flowing on the ground is flowing back to the heart of the man's corpse bit by bit as time goes by.
"Ho ho——"
When all the blood returned and the sword mark on his heart healed inexplicably, the man suddenly opened his eyes and took a quick breath.
He leaned against the wall, shook his head, patted his forehead, and said to Tantai Leshan tiredly and lazily: "So, have you found out?"
Tantai Leshan took a deep breath and said to the man in a deep voice: "It was found out. Your symptoms before death were definitely malaria."
"Wow,"
The middle-aged man codenamed [Devil-One-Ninety-Eight] [Immortal] smacked his lips, not surprised at all that he came back from the dead, "Then what are you going to do now?"
"Go to Dongjun Tower and use [Quiet--One--Seventeen] [Micro Scene of Chang'an] to speculate and preview whether malaria can be eradicated this autumn if water canals are repaired in Chang'an City and mosquitoes are killed.
”
Tantai Leshan stood up and said in a deep voice: "I will inform the mountain chief and His Majesty of the results."
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"Sacrifice wine,"
Under the Zhuque sect, Xi Yangyu said to Chen Danqiu: "It's almost time to close the door."
Chen Danqiu, who was offering wine in the academy, looked up at the sky, nodded, and raised his hand to ask the Jinwu guards on both sides to close the city gate.
Seeing the heavy and solid Suzaku Door slowly closing,
The parents of candidates who live in Guanglufang and Xingdaofang turned back to their houses and put their palms together to pray for the tablets of their ancestors.
Among the other candidates’ parents, some lit incense sticks, some turned prayer beads, and some knelt down to pray to Haotian.
"Let's go in and wait."
I have seen this scene many times. Xi Yangyu flicked his sleeves and walked towards the imperial city with Chen Danqiu and others.
Tap tap tap tap!
The sound of horse hooves can be clearly heard from far to near, and a young man is riding a horse.
"Leon!"
Chai Cuiqiao, who was standing by the pavilion window, subconsciously called out Li Ang's full name, not Young Master or Da Lang.
Li Ang raised his arm, waved to Chai Cuiqiao and Li Leling at the pavilion window, turned over and dismounted,
He spent a lot of money to borrow the packhorse from the villagers who went to Chang'an to sell vegetables, and handed it to the excited Taozhou classmate on the street together with the medicine box.
‘Fortunately, we arrived.’
Li Ang adjusted the clothes he bought from a roadside vendor that didn't fit him (the original clothes had been cut to pieces by ink-colored silk threads),
He strode forward and handed the examination certificate to the Jinwu Guard soldier.
And walked into the gate, under the gaze of everyone, came to Chen Danqiu and others, raised his hands and said respectfully: "Disciple Li Ang, come to participate in the final exam of the Academy."
"You're late."
Xi Yangyu glanced at him and said calmly: "The final exam of the Academy is so serious, how can it be a joke. Now the Suzaku Gate has been closed. No matter what reasons you have, come back next year."
"Wait a minute,"
Before Li Ang could speak, Chao Wenyuan, his eyes sparkling, said to Chen Danqiu: "Chen Jijiu, the official time of the final exam is Chenzheng moment.
Now Chen Zheng’s Haotian bell has not yet sounded. In theory, this student still has the opportunity to enter the examination room and participate in the final examination.”
"Is that necessary?"
Xi Yangyu squinted his eyes and glanced at Chao Wenyuan, the meaning was obvious - Li Ang was born with incomplete spiritual veins, and it was impossible to pass the final exam even if he took it.
Chao Wenyuan looked directly into Xi Yangyu's eyes and said solemnly: "Rules are rules."
"..."
Chen Danqiu looked serious, paused, and nodded slowly.
"Huh."
Li Ang gratefully bowed his hands to Chen Danqiu, Chao Wenyuan and others, stepped into the reopened Suzaku Gate, and walked towards the examination room.