This writing and article can at least be regarded as a scholar. I don't want this neglected nephew to be a true scholar!
However, the Taoist imperial examination not only pays attention to literary talent, but also pays attention to spirit. In reality, a family only selects one or two candidates. With this son, the possibility of his son passing will be greatly reduced!
After thinking for a moment, he finally couldn't help but feel horrified and said, "This... was this written by you?"
"It was definitely done by my nephew," Ye Qing said.
He knows his own family affairs, and he is not a genius, but what he has learned as a child is only the memory of classics, commonly known as ink art. He has been proficient in it for fifteen years in his previous life, and he has been able to read it over again in two days after his rebirth. He can really do it without a trace.
Not even a little bit wrong.
At this time, both of them were silent. Qianqian stood in the corner and carefully observed the expression of the uncle of the second room. The atmosphere in the room became a little tense.
Suddenly she turned her head and glanced at the crack in the wooden door, heard some faint sounds, and looked at the young master again. Her heart moved, but she quietly moved out...
Ye Zifan pondered for a long time, opened his eyes, turned over the long scroll, put it aside, looked at Ye Qing and said slowly: "Ying'er, these years you have been too weak to plow the fields, you are too young to know how to do things, and you have lost everything for food and shelter.
It’s provided by the clan, you have to understand this!”
"I know!" Ye Qing bowed and replied. Naturally, he couldn't say that my family's one hundred acres of land would be better off just by renting it out.
Zifan nodded happily and said: "Uncle, I won't hide it from you. Your literary talent is indeed good. If you want to take the boy's exam, this aspect alone is more than enough."
"But in this rural boy examination, the number of places is limited. You have this talent, you are only fifteen years old, and you have plenty of capital. Do you want to give it to the talented ones? Give this opportunity to your brothers in the clan?"
Seeing Ye Qing deep in thought, Ye Zifan added seriously: "This is also the meaning of the clan."
The so-called brother within the clan is the son of the second-fang's family at the right age. I don't know how much this uncle spent to bribe the clan.
Ye Qing's face remained calm. From the corner of his eye, he saw the girl quietly moving at the door. He clenched his fists and said, "This is a big deal. Please forgive me, uncle, and let me think about it."
"Huh? Still thinking about it!" Zifan was startled when he heard this and was about to have a seizure!
At the door, Qianqian took a deep breath and suddenly opened the wooden door.
"Wow!" A group of teenagers fell in outside the door. They hooked their arms and legs, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops, oops.
"These boys!" Ye Zifan's face turned red. He suddenly knew that what he just said was overheard by these boys. He felt a breath holding in his chest, but he couldn't attack it.
Ye Qing unclenched his clenched fists and secretly gave Qianqian a thumbs up. He had been out for several days just to create this situation.
The clan uncle forced his nephew to give up the imperial examination, which was a big scandal. These schoolchildren who were watching the excitement in the corner could not expect to be conscious and not say anything. If this news spread, I don't believe it would have no impact.
What should I do if my own son has to sacrifice himself for the sake of his family?
Unable to endure it, we attacked in groups!
Under such a public opinion situation, if the clan is still under pressure to sacrifice a promising son, then there is nothing to say.
"I'll give you three days to think carefully before giving me a reply. Don't let me down." Zifan thought of this at this time, but he didn't think that the person listening in the corner was deliberately attracted, so he left it coldly.
In short, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Looking at Ye Zifan's retreating figure, Ye Qing sneered.
Then, he went back and sat on the chair, deep in thought.
"The ultimate destiny, the sky will fall and the earth will collapse, the four seas will merge, and the universe will be destroyed!" This was a prophecy that originally existed at this point in time, but at that time no one, at least the people within Ye Qing's contact range, would
believe.
In this world, the three Tao Lords have jointly monopolized the power of the world, claiming to be in harmony with Tao and indestructible. As the incarnation of Tao, they are aloof, and their specific jurisdiction has been delegated to the heaven.
But Heaven is not dominated by one ruler, but by five emperors representing the five elements, who take turns to rule.
It is precisely the two that give birth to two, the two that gives birth to three, and the three that gives rise to all things.
The virtue of all things lies in the five elements, which are the beginning and end of the five virtues and govern the world's energy.
This structure of the three living things and the circulation of the five virtues has been running smoothly for millions of years and has become deeply ingrained. No one thought that anyone could shake it.
Of course, the private teaching of immortal masters and apprentices, and the protection of each other by disciples, formed a huge colonial system of close relatives of immortals, leaving the people with no chance to get ahead. This also inspired several revolutions through changes in royal power, or the birth of new Taoist lineages.
, but were easily suppressed by the Heavenly Court.
The most noteworthy thing is that 300,000 years ago, a Tanhua reformed the system. He no longer preached based on qualifications and Taoist connections, but used imperial examinations to select people with clear Taoist minds.
This move laid the foundation of the Taoist court. Until now, the hills of each Taoist vein have been cut off one after another, and there is no longer any obstacle to the Taoist industry!
And he himself also became the last emperor - the Red Emperor!
With such a Taoist career, no one would have thought that a great disaster would quietly come.
When I became ashes in my previous life, the Taoist court had already issued an order to distribute most of the Taoist skills to any Taoist for free, in order to enhance the power of the Taoist at all costs to fight against the disaster.
The Illustration of the Six Yangs, the Golden Leaves of Dique, the Purple Mansion Heavenly Book, the Alchemy Book of the Shangqing Dynasty, and the Return of Ten Thousand Scenes to the Sect... These priceless Taoist scriptures from the past are all given away for free...
Thinking of this, Ye Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now he couldn't remember a single word of these classics. He only remembered some superficial Taoist teachings. If there wasn't a glimmer of hope, he would really vomit blood with grief and anger.
After calming down, Ye Qing recited the divine mantra silently, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he was about to look at his luck, but at this moment, he only heard a "buzz" sound, and his eyes went dark, as if
As if being stimulated, tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, and his sneer immediately turned into a bitter smile.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qianqian saw Ye Qing bursting into tears and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"It's okay, I'm fascinated." Ye Qing continued to smile bitterly, but his heart sank.
Before the great catastrophe, the order of millions of years has been integrated with the great road. Without fame, you can't use magic. Although you are lucky, reality still gives you a blow!
It seems that many things can be seen but not cultivated.