"In the world of literature and acting, there are ten saints in ten days. How can a teenager who is only a teenager have such talent? This is a chapter of saints!"
The people from all over the world who gathered in the capital of Dachang because of this incident were particularly strong about this matter. You must know that before this, everyone was not optimistic about Dachang, but the final result shocked everyone.
"This is the appearance of a sage! Send this news back to the empire quickly. This young man named Chen Shaojun will probably at least have the appearance of a sage in the future!"
Soon, homing pigeons traveled far across the ocean and spread to various empires besides the Great Shang.
At this moment, in the Queen Mother's palace.
"Queen Mother! Victory, Da Shang wins! The young man you recommended made a masterpiece, won the first place in the Hall of Heroes, and completely defeated Da Wenguo!"
The door opened, and a young eunuch in brocade clothes rushed in almost as fast as he flew. He knelt on the ground with a bang. His face was red and his expression was extremely excited.
"What? Did we really win?!"
Even though the Empress Dowager of Dashang had experienced strong winds and waves and had a calm mind, when she heard the news, she couldn't help but feel shocked and beaming with joy. She sat up suddenly, leaned forward slightly, and said excitedly.
"Are you sure? It's true?"
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely true."
The little eunuch put his head on the ground and said respectfully.
"Great, great!"
At that moment, the Empress Dowager of Dashang let out a long sigh of relief:
"Chen Zongxi, you really gave birth to a good son!"
She recommended the person, but she just did her best and obeyed fate. She didn't have high hopes, but the result was unexpected.
"Xiao Nizi, you have made great achievements this time. Tell me how you want the Ai family to reward you."
The Empress Dowager of Dashang turned her head and looked at Wei Zhen behind her.
"The Empress Dowager's words are serious. It is also Zhen'er's blessing to be able to share the worries of the Empress Dowager and the big merchants."
Wei Zhen bent her knees and bowed slightly.
When she heard that Chen Shaojun had won, she was even more happy than the Queen Mother. From the moment Chen Shaojun entered the Hall of Heroes, she and the Queen Mother of Shang silently waited for the news. Fortunately, the final result did not disappoint the Queen Mother.
"Brother Jun, I knew you could do it."
Wei Zhen was filled with joy.
"Queen Mother, if you really want to reward Zhen'er, why not reward brother Shaojun? He is the real hero of this literary competition."
Wei Zhen bowed and said.
"You girl!"
The Empress Dowager of Dashang couldn't help laughing when she heard this. How could she not know Wei Zhen's little thoughts?
"I understand, when the child comes over, the Aijia will definitely ask your Majesty to reward him heavily."
"Thank you Queen Mother!"
Wei Zhen was overjoyed.
At the same time, on the other side, as soon as Chen Shaojun left, Chen Zongxi immediately became the focus of the entire hall.
"Master Chen, congratulations! I didn't expect that your son has such talent and his future is limitless!"
"Brother Chen still taught me well. If it weren't for Brother Chen and your son, the consequences of this literary test would have been disastrous."
"Haha, no wonder Brother Chen didn't add his name to the list of the Hall of Heroes. It turns out that he didn't want Da Wenguo to find out too much in advance. Brother Chen really had foresight."
"It seems that the Confucian leader also noticed your son's talent and even personally presided over the literary transformation ceremony for him. He even sent three great masters to greet him. This is unprecedented! Congratulations, Brother Chen!"
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Chen Zongxi was originally standing in the most remote corner of the Hall of Heroes, but now, the place is surrounded by people, and it seems that it is the center of the entire hall, and there are endless congratulations and congratulations from all around.
The status of the Confucian leader transcends schools and is jointly recognized by the eight major schools. His academic attainments are also the highest in the literary world, far above the great masters, and respected by everyone.
Chen Shaojun was able to be received by the Confucian leader, and his status was completely different from before. Not to mention that Chen Shaojun won this time and helped save the face of the entire business world, including all schools of thought.
No matter what status Ziju School was in before, this time it turned the tide and gained everyone's respect.
In the end, it was the eunuch with the highest status in moiré robes who squeezed through the crowd and walked up to Chen Zongxi, with a smile on his face and a red face:
"Master Chen, you have made great contributions to Dashang this time. The Zajia family will definitely report today's events to His Majesty. Master Chen, thank you for your hard work!"
At the end of the sentence, the eunuch in cloud-patterned brocade robes waved his whisk and looked at Chen Zongxi as if he were looking at a god of good fortune.
"Father, I'm serious."
Chen Zongxi returned the favor.
Even though Chen Zongxi has always been old-fashioned and unsmiling, he could no longer keep a straight face in the face of so many people's congratulations and congratulations.
"Brother Chen, my son is such a talented person. You should be kinder to him in the future and not be as harsh as before."
Next to him, a civil servant from the Household Department who was close to Chen Zongxi suddenly said jokingly.
As soon as he said this, everyone around him burst into laughter.
Chen Zongxi's sternness was quite well-known among the capital, whether it was in learning or in disciplining children.
In the main hall, Chen Zongxi had no expression on his face, but his eyes fluctuated slightly.
He would never have had such an idea before, but this time, Chen Shaojun won the Confucius Festival, the first place in the Hall of Heroes gathering, and wrote a peerless chapter at the level of a sage, all of which caused Chen Zongxi to stir up waves in his heart.
"Maybe I was really too harsh on him before."
Chen Zongxi secretly thought in his heart.
However, these thoughts in Chen Zongxi's heart are unknown to outsiders.
Some people congratulate and others are disgusted. Listening to the congratulations to Chen Zongxi from all over the palace, in the distance, the faces of Xie Mingyuan, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and others have long been as black as the bottom of a pot. He will not forget the relationship between Chen Shaojun and his only son Xie Chuan.
of grievances.
"Hmph, what's the point of being proud of? Be careful if you hold it high or throw it hard - let's go!"
With that said, he turned around and walked away.
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Not to mention the ripples caused by Chen Shaojun's victory in the entire capital. A moment later, the northwest of the capital.
"Mr. Chen, we're here."
A carriage stopped beside the official road, and three great masters with white hair and beards walked out of the carriage with Chen Shaojun.
"This is the Holy Temple. Master Confucianism is waiting inside. We will send Mr. Chen here and not go in."
The three said.
Chen Shaojun jumped off the carriage and looked around. What he saw at first sight was a golden stone tablet as tall as one person:
"It is strictly forbidden to approach this important place in the empire!"
Surrounding the stone tablet is a royal guard in golden armor who is tall and strong and stands like a mountain.
"Finally here."
Chen Shaojun looked at the golden stone tablet in front of him, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
Although he grew up in the capital, Chen Shaojun had never been to the Holy Temple once, not for anything else, but because it had long been designated as a holy place by the royal family, and it was also the residence of Confucian leaders, and no one was allowed to approach it.
Chen Shaojun only glanced at it from a distance, that is, completely, and did not see anything clearly at all.
Chen Shaojun had actually wanted to come to the Holy Temple to transform Haoran's righteousness for a long time, but due to various reasons, he had never been able to do it. Now he took advantage of this opportunity to complete it incidentally.
The three Grand Masters behind them showed their tokens, and the several royal guards guarding them immediately understood and retreated to both sides to make way for Chen Shaojun.
Chen Shaojun pondered for a moment, then quickly took steps and walked in.
Behind the golden stone monument was a huge stone square. As soon as Chen Shaojun stepped onto it, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Hiss! What a rich literary spirit!"
As soon as Chen Shaojun set foot here, he immediately felt the strong literary spirit everywhere around the temple. No, it was not just the literary spirit, but also contained a surge of righteousness and righteousness.
That energy was mixed with the literary energy and actually filled every space. When Chen Shaojun stepped here, he immediately clearly felt waves of awe-inspiring righteousness pouring into his body through the pores of his body.
Not only that, during the trip to the ghost clan's realm, Chen Shaojun's body had almost all the righteous energy stored in the two golden pages. After Chen Shaojun returned to the capital, he never had enough time to recover and replenish it, but Chen Shaojun set foot on it.
After this, an obvious trace of Haoran's righteousness suddenly accelerated and surged towards Chen Shaojun, and then converged into the golden pages. The two golden pages immediately "charged" rapidly.
At this rate, it would take at most one stick of incense to fully charge two pages with energy.
Chen Shaojun secretly calculated it and was quite surprised by this speed. Although he had known about the existence of the temple for a long time, he had never known the efficacy of the temple before.
As he walked forward, there was no one else in the square except Chen Shaojun. Taking this opportunity, Chen Shaojun looked around carefully as he moved forward. The square looked very ordinary at first glance, but soon Chen Shaojun saw something unusual.
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Looking against the light, I saw strange textures emerging on the surface of these stone slabs. Chen Shaojun didn't notice it at first, but when he looked carefully, he suddenly discovered that they were lines of historical text, and those words were not carved by humans.
, but completely natural, as if these stone slabs themselves have these textures.
Not only that, when Chen Shaojun used a ray of mental power to investigate, he was shocked to find that the literary spirit contained in each stone slab was as much as that of a great scholar. This kind of thing was simply unheard of.
"This is Wenzhuan!"
Chen Shaojun murmured to himself and suddenly understood something.
According to rumors, those inanimate dead objects, after being influenced by culture for a long time, will slowly undergo some changes over the years, turning into some cultural sacred objects with powerful energy, which can kill evil and suppress demons, and can also
Improve people's understanding and open up their spiritual wisdom. The stone slab in front of the temple contains so much literary spirit that it is difficult to faint. It has been integrated with the stone slab, and no trace of literary spirit has leaked out. Even Chen Shaojun saw it at the beginning.
I was wrong, and it would take at least nearly a thousand years to achieve this effect.
In other words, these stone slabs existed long before the founding of the Shang Dynasty, and have always been influenced by culture.
But how is this possible?
Chen Shaojun couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in his eyes.