"Everyone in the world knows that beauty is beautiful, but it is evil; everyone knows that good is good, but it is not good."
"Therefore, existence and non-existence arise from each other, difficulty and ease complement each other, long and short complement each other, high and low are inclining to each other, sound and sound harmonize each other, and front and rear follow each other."
"This is why the sage does nothing but teaches without saying anything!"
The morning light shines on Pingshou County. In front of the window of a house in the northwest of the city, there is the sound of childish reading. A young man stamps his feet, pushes open the wooden door, tightens his slightly thin clothes, avoids the school, and holds a hand in his hand.
I went to the backyard with my book and took a few deep breaths of air.
It's the beginning of autumn, and the air in the courtyard is cool, making people even more awake.
The young man was thin and wore a pair of cloth shoes. He was standing in front of the window thoughtfully.
After an unknown amount of time, the young man slowly put down his book, looked at the busy crowd in the distance, and then stared at the Taoist scriptures in his hand. He smiled bitterly and said nothing, and took a long breath.
In this world where Taoism is manifested, there are three Taoist kings who have passed down the general outline of Taoism, and five emperors have passed down the Taoist scriptures, collectively known as the Three Classics and the Five Classics, all of which are inscribed with pearls.
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But just like the Tao Te Ching on earth, although these are the supreme secrets of Taoism, there is nothing better. Even Taoist monarchs and emperors themselves regard this as Taoism. But to ordinary people, they are just like the sun and moon.
, out of reach.
Therefore, in this world, the three classics and five classics are regarded as the contents of the imperial examination. First, you should familiarize yourself with the meaning of the supreme Taoist scriptures, figure out the meaning of Taoism, radiate your inner light, accumulate Taoism, and then gradually improve.
Among them, there are four boy examinations, county examinations, provincial examinations, and palace examinations, which test their understanding of the Dao. Finally, the Taoist monarch and the emperor will select their disciples from among the Jinshi. This is the entrance ceremony of this world!
Of course, in addition to the great sects directly descended from the Taoist Lord and the Emperor, there are many other Taoist sects. Scholars and scholars who cannot pass the Jinshi exam can also choose to join one of them.
In more than ten days, it will be time for the county boy's exam.
The children of many clans have to take the test. According to the rules of this world, anyone aged fifteen to twenty-five can take the boy test once every three years, with a total of three opportunities.
After becoming a person, even if he can no longer make progress, he still has the qualifications to practice Taoism, which is equivalent to a gun license on earth, and he can practice Taoism openly.
But if you cannot become a child, you are not even qualified to practice the law, and those who violate the prohibition will be killed.
If you fail once, you can quit and take the exam again. However, if you fail repeatedly, according to the unspoken rules of the boy exam, you will basically not pass again.
Because practicing Taoism is not only a matter of literary talent, but also depends on body and age. Once you are over twenty-five years old, unless you have a profound enlightenment, it will become increasingly difficult.
To sum up, the boy's test is three opportunities in life for the mortals in this world. If he can pass it, he can control his own future. If he fails, he will be dust. This is the same in any world.
Even if you are a time traveler.
This young man, Ye Qing, suddenly remembered a poem.
"Grow melons under the yellow platform, and when they are ripe, the seeds will separate. One pick will make the melons good, two picks will make the melons thin. Three picks will make the melons good, and four picks will bring back the vines!"
When I traveled from the earth to this world, it was the first time I picked it up, I died and resurrected, and I returned to the time when I was 15 years old. This was the second time I picked it up. I was afraid that I would run out of luck, so I didn’t want to think about the third time I picked it up or the fourth time I picked it up.
It can be said that except for some predictions, the luck may not be as good as the first time wearing it, let alone the slightest slack or hesitation.
While thinking about it, a maid from the courtyard came out, combing her hair in a bun, holding a thick outer robe, and trotted around the rockery.
Seeing the young man, she gave him a robe and scolded him in a low voice: "Master, you are suffering from the cold. Why did you run out so casually and get up so early? Go back!"
Hearing this gentle urging, Ye Qing glanced at her. She had a fair, palm-sized face, bright black eyes, and a small body. She had not yet grown. To be honest, she was not very beautiful. She only had a familiarity in her beauty.
It brought back many memories of the past.
This maid's name is Qianqian. She was bought for him by his mother when she was still alive. She has been with him since she was a child. They have been with him for several years. Although they are maids, they have a close relationship with her.
People who have not experienced it personally will never understand the desire for love of a person who travels alone. This desire has nothing to do with age and status!
Thinking of this, Ye Qing, who was originally happy, felt a little gloomy for some reason, and smiled: "I just thought of some things and people, and wanted to come out and see them."
Qianqian wrung her fingers, a little confused, but still insisted: "But it's cold..."
These clear black and white eyes reminded him again that despite her young age, the girl was very stubborn in some aspects!
Unable to refuse any more, Ye Qing put away the book with a wry smile and nodded: "Okay."
With that said, he walked towards the house with the scroll in hand, and Qianqian quickly chased after him. The mist in the early morning obscured his traces, and only the clear voice came faintly.
"In a few days, the boy's autumn exam will be held. Young... Young Master, are you ready?"
"I have read the scriptures and its meaning in the past two days and I am familiar with them. There is no problem..."
"That's great. Master and Mrs. Jiuquan will be very happy if they find out..." At this point, when they arrived at the door, Qianqian opened the door and filled it with hot water and towels.
The clear water in the copper basin was steaming, and a young man's face was reflected in the water. His brows were delicate and slightly cold, and his lips were thin. At a glance, he felt that this boy's face had a cold nature, and he couldn't help but feel in a trance.
Since my reincarnation on earth, I have been complacent, but ended up struggling hard and being reduced to ashes fifteen years later.
By a stroke of luck, he came back from the dead and finally returned to this moment fifteen years ago...
While Ye Qing was meditating, Qianqian carefully twisted the towel and wiped his face. At this time, the skirt of her clothes was lowered, revealing a touch of snow-white, which naturally attracted Ye Qing's eyes.
Qianqian was very sensitive to this kind of gaze, so she glanced at it subconsciously, her movements stagnated slightly, then became smooth again.
The sixteen-year-old girl has escaped from ignorance. Her face is red and her head is steaming, but she can't help thinking shamefully that the young master has grown up...
Something was brewing in the warm atmosphere. Ye Qing was in a daze, seeming to be reminiscing and counting the time, and suddenly whispered: "It's coming."
Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and asked doubtfully: "Who is coming?"
"Guess!" Ye Qing raised his head and gestured to Qianqian. At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside.
"Nephew, I am your uncle!" Along with the words, there was another knock on the door.
Uncle Ye Zifan, it’s been such a long time...
Under Qianqian's surprised gaze, Ye Qing said "Shhh", coughed, lay back on the bed, and then said: "Uncle, please wait a moment... Qianqian go and open the door."
"Creak!" The wooden door opened, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a long face and black beard walked in, and glanced at Qianqian casually.
It was still early in the morning, and the wind outside was chilly, making Qianqian shiver slightly. She lowered her hands and retreated gently into the shadow behind the door.
Ye Qing's branch was in decline, but the entire Ye family was still prosperous. There were rules, and she didn't dare offend them.
Ye Qing was half lying on the bed, then he stood up and sat up with a warm smile, lighting up the small room like the sun: "Uncle, please go inside to warm yourself up. Although it's cold in my house, it's much better than outside."
Ye Zifan had already walked in, placed a package on the table, flicked the frost on his body, and looked at Ye Qing on the bed, frowning slightly: "Since you have caught the cold, you must be more careful. I heard my servant say, you
You've been studying outside for the past two days, why don't you take care of yourself?"
The tables and chairs were mottled and old, slightly shabby, but without a trace of dust. They were obviously wiped frequently. When Ye Zifan saw it, he flicked his sleeves and sat down in front of the bed.
Ye Qing managed to get up and out of bed, and responded in a low voice: "Thank you uncle for taking care of me, I'm really fine."
Zifan showed a smile. This nephew has always been honest and obedient, and he has not wasted his maintenance over the years. So he pressed one hand on the package, stroked the three-foot black beard with the other, and leaned back on the chair: "Well, the weather is getting colder.
You should also pay attention to your health and don’t really catch the cold. My uncle brought you some warm wine and meat today, but you need to recuperate your health first!"
At this time, wind and cold were a dangerous disease. Ye Qingdao cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, uncle."
Ye Zifan couldn't help but smile after hearing this, and said in a kind tone: "It's very cold in this room, and you didn't say a word. My uncle will send a boy back to bring some charcoal to help prevent the cold."
"Thank you uncle." Ye Qing thanked him again after hearing this and smiled: "Thanks to my uncle for taking care of me, I have been familiar with the scriptures recently and I feel that I am 70-80% sure. If I can go to high school this time, it is all thanks to my uncle."
As he said that, he looked at Ye Zifan with admiration.
"Uh..." Ye Zifan was a little embarrassed. What he was about to say was choked off, and he said perfunctorily: "You are a member of my clan, and your father once entrusted me with your care. It is right for you to take care of your uncle. Why don't you thank me?"
Thanks."
The atmosphere in the room is a bit subtle.
Qianqian was pouring tea for the two of them. Her ears pricked up when she heard this. She vaguely felt something strange. When she retreated to the inner room, she glanced at Ye Qing again.
Ye Zifan took another sip of tea, stood up and took two steps in the room. He glanced at his nephew again, a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart, and finally said: "Nephew, I came here today, but I have something to do with you."
You tell me."
"Uncle has something to say, but it doesn't matter!" Ye Qing's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes were a little dark.
"My uncle won't hide it from you. In a dozen days, the county will hold a boy test. But my uncle is afraid that you are still young and not familiar with the classics. Why don't you study for another three years and make plans after three years? What do you think?"
Zifan spoke slowly and looked at Ye Qing.
"..." Ye Qing felt a little cold-hearted. The Boy Exam is very important for his future. The exam can only be taken between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five. Only those who pass the exam are qualified to practice Taoism.
At that time, even the county will issue basic Taoist laws.
Based on age, this is only three times in a lifetime. Because of this, the competition is very fierce. One more candidate means one less chance.
Ye Qing understood that Ye Zifan didn't have much ill intentions, just to have fewer competitors for his son, but even so, after being reborn, hearing his uncle say these words for the second time still made him feel a little cold.
In my previous life, I didn't work hard, and my talent was not bad, but it turned out to be gray. I spent many nights thinking about it. It was that time when I chose to obey and give in. As a result, I was passive every step of the way. Although I was still able to pass the examination as a child student and a scholar, in the end I failed.
Can't keep up with the general trend of the world.
Ye Qing pondered for a moment and then said slowly: "I have been studying since I was a child, and I am familiar with the meaning of the classics. There is nothing obscure about it. In this boy's test, I will definitely hit the mark, and there will be no reason for wastage."
After hearing this, Ye Zifan was startled. This reaction was a bit unexpected. After carefully observing his expression, he felt a little surprised.
Although this nephew is somewhat smart, he is limited by his age and has no good teacher to teach him since he lost his father at a young age... Where does this confidence come from? He laughed immediately: "Oh? Really?"