Chapter 35 The First Imperial Examination Strengthening
Zhuangyuan Building.
The only one that lives up to its name is the one in Kaifengfu, Tokyo.
According to custom, scholars who are named on the gold list will definitely go to the Zhuangyuan Building to celebrate, where there are all kinds of fine wines and beautiful people.
She is a real beauty. Since the Zhuangyuan Building is a government-run establishment, the official prostitutes from the Jiaofang Division are also among them, and they are all of the highest quality.
With such a good fortune, gradually, a high-imitation Zhuangyuan building will be built opposite the Gongyuan in each state, and business is booming.
It is a pity that the Zhuangyuan Building in Yongzhou was robbed.
As early as last night, members of the Ming Cult infiltrated and took control of the entire restaurant.
"His Holiness, it's time!"
At this moment, the congregation on guard alert informed that a stout and burly old man came out.
A scar extends straight from the corner of the eye to the neck, as ferocious as a centipede. There are two sledgehammers on the shoulders, and the weight is light and extremely casual. The old man with gray hair has actually practiced hard-body kung fu and is very domineering.
"Today I will baptize Yongzhou with blood and avenge the saint!"
Thinking of He Xiangu, who had been quickly forgotten by the people of Yongzhou, the old man's face was full of hatred and tenderness.
Who would want to be a licking dog, if they are not in love to the point of overflowing with love, and are looking forward to and fearing that fate will end, but it is a pity that in the end, they will not have everything they want.
Just one line condensed the essence of a million words. When the old man woke up from his memories, there was already a bustle below.
Although Huang Shang lived in seclusion, did not participate in literary gatherings, and showed off his poetic talent, he was a disciple of Zhang Zai, and his four lines about the humble house had been circulated for a long time, so he was different from ordinary scholars.
Others were in high school and they were still muttering secretly. Huang Shang was hit and was recognized immediately.
Seeing that Huang Shang was surrounded by all the scholars, the old man shouted coldly: "Do it!"
Whoosh!
Dozens of vigorous figures jumped out and threw out the hidden weapons in their hands. Their targets were not only the helpless scholars, but also the patrolmen of the Gongyuan and the servants of wealthy squire.
In a small place like Yongzhou, the release of the rankings is a festival-like event, and most well-known people will come.
These people are the real targets of Mingjiao.
They had been fighting against Wuque Nightingale these days, and had suffered a lot. They jumped over the wall in a hurry, and finally exposed their true colors.
Terrorist attack, hostage taking!
If it goes well, just start a rebellion. If it doesn't go well, use these people to force Wuque Nightingale out and avenge the previous saint He Sijun and her disciple Zhu Yan.
The old man did not take action himself, but looked down, preparing to appreciate the frightened faces of those who were usually aloof and powerful.
Indeed, this attack came too suddenly.
Not to mention the low combat power of the garrison on Jinghu South Road, I am afraid that no one even in the capital would have thought that there would be Jianghuzi attacking when the imperial examination results were released, and those scholars were completely stunned.
"You dare!"
Until a deafening roar sounded.
It’s Huang Shang in the middle!
He didn't hold a pen, he just took a step forward.
Facing the gangsters who suddenly appeared, he took a step forward without fear and shouted angrily.
In the ears of ordinary people, this sound is just loud, but in the ears of the Mingjiao people, it is like a thunder in the ground. The sound waves not only blow away the hidden weapons, but also make them feel dizzy.
The second wave of offensive that had been prepared could not be launched.
"It's Jieyuan!"
"Haoran is upright!"
After drinking this, the scholars woke up as if from a dream. Looking at the hidden weapons, their hands and feet became weak with fear.
But at the same time, the scholars who admired Mencius' theory inexplicably flashed these four words in their minds and shouted out.
Mencius said, I am good at cultivating the awe-inspiring Qi. It is Qi, which is extremely large and strong. If it is cultivated directly and does no harm, it will be blocked between heaven and earth.
Translated, it means awe-inspiring, great and strong. If you cultivate it with integrity without harming it, it will fill the world.
In fact, it is not a force, but the Confucian magnanimity and character.
What Huang Shang is doing now is different from Mencius's idea, but it has the same purpose.
When the list was announced and the high school student was released, Huang Shang felt that the literary energy in his body had nearly doubled again.
This kind of explosive growth is something that no one else would be able to adapt to. Fortunately, he has made step-by-step preparations these days. Huang Shang took his time, his brows rose, and a stream of pure Qi came out of his ancestral orifice.
Come.
Wen Qi can strengthen the soul, and the soul can develop the ancestral orifice. At this moment, Huang Shang has a feeling that if he is willing, he can directly use the strengthening of this Wen Qi to expand the twelve main meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and suddenly become a real
A master of martial arts.
This is not an inflated illusion, it is real.
Because although his true energy is small, his purity is superior to low martial arts.
Ordinary warriors rely on the lower Dantian to generate true energy and carefully penetrate the meridians. They rely on accumulated time and hard work. If they are eager for quick success, they will easily go crazy;
However, he directly emitted true energy from his upper Dantian, which could even be called innate true energy, flowing through the meridians in his body. As the true energy expanded, the originally narrow meridians widened.
One gets twice the result with half the effort, the other gets twice the result with half the effort, making judgments on superiority and inferiority.
Even so, Huang Shang had already thought about it.
He is not greedy for too much.
The infuriating increase in literary energy is mainly used in the Twelve Serious Meridians.
Sure enough, in a short period of time, as the amount of true energy increased several times, the strength of the twelve meridians became as strong as that of a martial arts expert.
Next, Huang Shang tried to combine Zhen Qi with Wen Qi, using both at the same time.
The true energy fills the heaven and earth through the virtual nature of the wen energy, and the wen energy settles into the body through the down-to-earth nature of the true energy.
"Nurture my awe-inspiring righteousness!"
All this is a long story, but it actually only lasted for a few dozen breaths. When he heard the scholar's exclamation, Huang Shang felt that the awe-inspiring righteousness mentioned by Mencius was really suitable.
Of course, his power is different from what Mencius said, and it does not need to be the same.
Everyone lives between heaven and earth and has his own way.
Walking your own way is the high road.
Therefore, with the same name, Huang Shang is not only an attitude of standing upright between heaven and earth, but also a means of attack.
One word of drinking will cause an effect that shocks everyone in the light and in the dark.
He moved.
Come forward.
Originally, the stars were shining over the moon, but now the crowd dispersed spontaneously.
Huang Shang walked to the front of the scholars and led them to face the Ming Cult.
"Thieves!"
I don't know which scholar shouted the first call with a trembling voice.
"Thief! Thief! Thief!"
With a start, the remaining scholars mustered up their courage and stared at the murderers with swords in their eyes.
The scholars stood side by side in front of the Gongyuan, and together they let out deafening shouts, forming a huge tide.
On the other hand, Mingjiao believers retreated again and again.
There was a buzzing in their ears, they were dizzy, and they kept retreating. Finally, they fell to the ground involuntarily, bleeding from all their orifices, and they were shocked to death.
On top of the restaurant, the old man, who was born with supernatural powers and was fearless in the past, had his hands trembling at this moment.
"Go! Go!"
"No! It's fake! I don't believe it!"
Reason told him that the situation below was definitely not right, but the desire to avenge the saint drove him to jump off the champion building, gritted his teeth, and moved towards Huang Shang step by step.
Huang Shang looked at him and said: "People can do something, but they can do something. You evil cultists who commit crimes and cause chaos everywhere, you should be punished for your crimes!"
The Song Dynasty was founded a hundred years ago. Although there were occasional turbulences and frequent wars on the borders, the country still maintained overall peace.
For people living in modern times, this kind of peace may be commonplace, but after experiencing hundreds of years of turmoil in the late Tang and Five Dynasties, this is a rare happy time for the Han people.
Now, Mingjiao will destroy this hard-won happiness.
Regarding this kind of traitor, Huang Shang finally took out his Zhuge pen and scribbled two words.
Mountain!
sky!
Heaven is in the mountains, big beast!
According to the hexagram of the big animal, climb a high mountain and look at the world's affairs. It is as big as the sky, and it is as big as the mountain. It will not move forward, but always save.
This is a move to build momentum.
In a normal battle, it would take a long time to accumulate, but in the Gongyuan where the literary spirit is flourishing and there is nowhere to pour out, it can be accomplished almost overnight!
When the awe-inspiring righteousness condensed on the tip of the pen, causing the literary spirit in the Gongyuan to flow out with an overwhelming force, the old man finally showed fear and despair in his eyes.
Too late!
Under the shocked gazes of Wu Que and Nightingale who were hiding in the dark, this mighty and domineering Dharma King of the Ming Cult was directly submerged in the torrent of literary energy, just like the waves in the sea, and his shadow disappeared instantly.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this thief was the first to do harm to Jieyuan, but he was scolded angrily. His body swayed, he staggered back three steps, and the hammer he raised actually hit Tianling, causing him to fall backwards.
"Is this talent cultivation? Before Gongyuan, the home field advantage was really scary!"
Wu Que took a breath of cold air, never expecting that this battle was over without them even having to appear.
Huang Shang put away his pen and realized the first strengthening of the imperial examination.
His back figure fell in the eyes of all the scholars and was remembered in their hearts.
Many years later, some people became Jinshi, some took charge of government, and some worked in farming to survive, but none of them could forget that day.
The excitement awakens the sleep, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring!