Gate of God

On the second day, the Red Sun had not yet ascended to the east. Within the Palace's Houzheng Hall, the civil and military officials gathered together, drinking morning tea while waiting for the early morning to come.

"People can go away, the emperor can't go to the dynasty today." A somewhat clear voice rang in the waiting hall, and then a person wearing the palace costume walked in.

"Can't come to the dynasty?"

"Duke Wei knows what's going on?"

The civil and military officials were surprised when they heard the words of Grandpa Wei.

Since the ascension of the throne, Lin Mubai has seldom seen things that could not come to the dynasty. This has forced the military and military officials to wonder whether there are major things to happen.

"I don't know." Grandpa Wei shook his head gently, but did not mean to leave immediately.

"Grandpa Wei is the person who accompanies the emperor all day long. Even if he doesn't know what happened, he should be able to know where the emperor is now? Can you tell me one or two to let me know?" Grandpa Wei didn't leave, and a minister stepped forward and asked softly.

"Since Master Li asked, the Zajia told the truth. The emperor spent a whole night in the Zhaoxuan Hall last night. He is still in the Zhaoxuan Temple. As for why he can't be in the Chao Dynasty, the Zajia can't really know."

"So, thank you Grandpa Wei!" Master Li said, shaking hands with Grandpa Wei without leaving any traces, and a piece of silver slipped into Grandpa Wei's sleeves.

"Master Li does not need to be polite. The emperor still has to wait, and the family will take a step first." Wei Gonggong looked calm and gave a salute to the courtiers, and then withdrew from the waiting palace.

Soon, the waiting hall became lively.

"The emperor is in the Zhaoxuan Temple?"

"However, this is not the time for the memorial service. What did the emperor do in the Xuan Temple?"

"Is it possible to review the documents of the imperial examination in the Zhaoxuan Hall? After all, this time the emperor did not declare that I would read it on my behalf."

"Master Sun's remarks are reasonable, but why did the emperor review them in the Zhaoxuan Hall, not in the Imperial Study Room?"

"I think the emperor's attention to this court test is probably still above my guess. I have read two hundred papers in person. This can be seen."

"What is Yu's opinion on this matter?"

After the discussion of the civil, military and military officials, they all looked at Zheng Duan and sat side by side without saying a word, wearing a red suit and Yu Yiping.

"Conjecture on the holy intentions was not due to those of us who were ministers. The next four days are the days of the temple test announcement. According to the practice of the temple test, before the announcement, the emperor should see 10 talents alone. Just wait." Zuo Xiangyu Yiping took a sip of tea. Said indifferently.

"Yu Xiang said right!"

"That's it, I'll disperse later."

"Sir Wang, I heard that you recently got a piece of exquisite blood jade, which is crystal-clear, and there seems to be blood flowing under the sun. Could you wait for me to wait?"

"This exquisite blood jade is a treasure of jade. It is rare to see it in a hundred years. Can Master Wang be too stingy?"

"Hahaha... This piece of exquisite blood jade was also accidentally won by me, and it was appreciated by Lord Qin and all the adults. It was the blessing of my king Jin Yi. At night, I will prepare sake in Fufu and welcome Master Qin and all the adults to come to the palace together. Have a drink."

"Master Wang has this kindness, I will wait for it."

"Hahaha..."

The hundred officials of the military and martial arts walked out of the waiting palace while talking in droves.

And Zuo Xiangyu Yiping also stood up at this time, looking at Zhaoxuan Temple not far away, frowning slightly: "Zhaoxuan Temple?"

...

The autumn is getting stronger, the cold winter is coming, and among the fallen leaves, Yanjing City seems to be covered with a layer of golden armor, and the leaves fall on the ground. Stepping on it is a little soft.

And time is fleeting in autumn.

Three days later, there was only one day left before the announcement of the temple test, and the speculation and controversy about the results of the temple test in the Yanjing City also reached a stage of fierce heat.

Yanjing City. Gathered in a prosperous place all over the world, the merchants are in the same city, there are all kinds of merchants shuttle between them, and there is no shortage of red and secular fireworks.

There is a good saying, people don’t want to be foolish.

The younger the more romantic.

And the good name of the romantic talent has always been a commendatory word for the talents mixed in the fireworks. Moreover, it is very praised!

Wen Dabao has a keen sense of smelling fireworks, but unfortunately, he only dipped the first two words in the word genius, and the latter two words were not for him.

However, this does not mean that he does not have a positive heart.

So he decided to find a talent, so in the name of his genius, coupled with the genius, the words of genius genius will be included in the bag.

This talent is of course honest.

Because, besides Fang Zhengzheng, Wen Dabao could hardly find a second prestigious talent who was willing to "privately mix" with him.

Fang Zhengzhi has been a little bored in the past few days. The large and small foods in Yanjing City have almost been eaten by him. The surrounding scenery with infinite scenery has also been exhausted by him.

Life is alive, eat, drink, play, and enjoy.

Fang Zhengzhi felt that the first three words had already gained the essence, and he was short of the last music word. He often read in the book that ancient fireworks and modern fireworks are two completely different concepts.

In the Ming Dynasty of the previous life, the Qinhuai River was ten miles away, and it was separated by two banks. On one side was the Jiangnan Gongyuan, the general examination room for examinations, and on the other side was the gathering place for gold powder.

The name of Qinhuai Bayan is spread throughout the ages.

The essence of the ancient fireworks lies in selling art without selling one's body.

Fang Zhengzhi as a childish, he has childish consciousness, more childish self-discipline, he does not do such vulgar things casually, his thoughts are rewarded, so he saw Wen Dabao looking expectantly After expressing his expression, he tentatively asked Yan Xiu, who had authentic tea around him.

To his surprise, Yan Xiu agreed without even thinking.

Sure enough, people can't look at the surface, or the thinking of this world is really very different from the previous modern world.

"Go to see the fireworks? How can we miss this princess?" Pingyang appeared very timely, just in time when Fang Zhengzhi walked out of the entrance of the inn.

"This... this firework is not another firework!" Fang Zhengzhi's rare face was reddish, looking at the clear water eyes in front of him, there was a feeling of being caught in the bed.

"Nonsense, Princess Ben certainly knows you are drinking flowers and listening to music, don't you think that Princess hasn't been there? I'm more familiar than you in this fireworks!" Pingyang looked at Fang Zheng with disdain and a slight face. Looking up, a copy of the princess is the expression of the person coming over.

"Have you been there?" Fang Zhengzhi instantly felt that his worldview really collapsed, how big was Pingyang. The development is not yet fully mature yet.

Did you say something familiar than me?

How old did she go!

Who brought it in the end!

"Of course, when Princess Ben was six years old, she followed Grandpa Wang every day to listen to music." When Pingyang said here, he was obviously a little proud.

"Grandpa Wang?"

"It's Prince Li. Haven't you seen it last time?"

"It's him?" Fang Zhengzhi finally thought of it. The old man with the muddy eyes who saw the sword in his hand last time in Jin Luan Temple? I didn't expect the old man to be so filthy, the six-year-old girl didn't let it go!

It's terrible.

A group of four went straight to the land of fireworks.

The joy of Wen Dabao's face did not appear to be anything wrong with Pingyang's joining. Yan Xiu also had a calm expression.

Only Fang Zhengzhi always feels weird. Take a princess to visit the kiln?

I don't know how the emperor would feel after knowing it?

...

The glory of the Qinhuai River in Shili is not available in Yanjing City.

However, there is a pair of red lights in all directions, full of red silk, magnificent lights and magnificent scenery, and it is different from Fang Zhengzhi's imaginary scene of a row of red skirts and green shirts at the door.

The layout here is classic and elegant. Each loft is filled with various pen and ink poems and paintings, and a sound of melodious music comes from the loft.

There are guqin, lute, and flute...

"I heard that there is a cultural meeting today!" Pingyang looked at the scene in front of him, and his face was obviously excited.

"Her Royal Highness is really magical, and you can't hide anything from you. Tomorrow is the Temple Trial. I guess most people will come tonight." Wen Dabao heard Pingyang and immediately flattered.

Fang Zhengzhi blinked, and said inwardly. Are the two related?

After flattering Pingyang, Wen Dabao turned his head to look at Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu, revealing the face of an "old driver" and began to introduce them to the two.

"The eight miles of fireworks. The most famous one is the "Dian Mo Lou", as the saying goes, a little ink, you can touch a little! Every night before the temple test announcement, there will be a cultural meeting, this cultural meeting will also be set at the point In Molou. The purpose is to discuss policy!"

"Suggestion?" Fang Zhengzhi heard this and probably understood it.

This suggestion should be the same as the answer to the answer after the previous life test. Everyone agrees on the answer, so I also have confidence in my heart.

When thinking about it in this way, Dianmo Tower finally arrived.

A three-storey ancient loft, with eight red lights hanging at the door, illuminates eight gold-coupling couplets. Each couplet's handwriting is different. It seems that it should be from the hands of eight different people.

In the middle of the attic, three strokes of Youlong's characters and dot ink buildings. If it is not a cursive skill, I really can't see what these three words are written.

"Really congratulations to Wu Gongzi, He Xi Wu Gongzi! This time the Holy Governance made a separate observation, Wu Gongzi must have entered the ten, I think it is possible to win the first place in the list with the strength of Wu Gongzi."

"Yeah, yeah, but I heard that Fang Zhengzheng has been eating, drinking, and drinking for the past few days, and has never received the edict, I am afraid that he has fallen under ten."

"Just don't know if Nangong Hao received the edict!"

"Do you still have to think about it?"

"Yes, but since Nangong Hao passed the paper test, it seems that the world has evaporated, and no one can be seen at all."

Just when I was about to enter the Dianmo Tower, I heard a burst of laughter inside, and in the laughter, there was the sound of Guqin pouring out like a stream of water.

While the guqin was melodious, a clear flute sounded and merged with the melodious sound of the guqin, as if the wind in the green bamboo shook gently.

"Hahaha... Nominated for the Golden List, Qin flute in harmony, Wu Gongzi's song today, but is it going to be a good story?"

"Yeah yeah, it's better to talk to us about Wu Gongzi. What is the direction of your policy? Let me wait for the training."

After a while, the sound of Guqin and flute stopped at the same time.

The sound of cheering also rang immediately.

"Such an idiot, the holy edict is the secret. How can you let them know unless you say it? Master Fang, do you say that?" Wen Dabao heard this and immediately filled his face with indignation.

"Sheng Zhao?" Fang Zheng's face was puzzled.

He does remember that in the original world, there were the sayings of'小传胪' and'大传胪' in ancient times. In fact, the so-called mini-biography is actually to accept the Holy Summoning alone before the official announcement of the temple test, and then ask some questions to finalize. The top three in the gold list.

However, after all, this world is not the ancients of the original world. Fang Zhengzheng did not know whether it was there. Therefore, he did not pay attention to the edict before receiving the declaration.

"Sir Fang... don't scare me, won't you really not receive it? The sacred edict in front of the temple test essay list represents the top ten sacred edict in the literary list. Didn't you receive it?" Wen Dabao looked at Fang Zhengzhen's puzzled expression, his face also changed suddenly, and he looked at Fang Zhengzhen with an unbelievable look.

Wen Dabao did not participate in this palace test.

Therefore, he didn't even know what happened during the palace test, but subconsciously, he had already determined in his heart that Fang Zhengzhi would definitely enter the top ten of the list.

Even the top three.

Although, Nongong Hao must be the first in the list, but this does not mean anything.

After all, the other party is Nangong Hao.

When Fang Zhengzhi heard Wen Dabao's words, his eyes immediately looked at Yan Xiu and Ping Yang next to him.

"I heard the news that the emperor was in the Xuanzhao Temple a few days ago, and that he was reviewing the papers personally, so I thought there was no holy edict this time." Yan Xiu heard this, a slight movement in his eyes, his expression There have finally been some changes.

"I thought there was no sacred edict? This... Didn't Mr. Yan also receive the sacred edict?" Wen Dabao opened his mouth wide~www.wuxiaspot.com~ shocked.

"Yes, I didn't receive it." Yan Xiu nodded.

"Master Fang didn't receive it, and Yanzi didn't receive it. How could this be possible? One of you is the top of the double list of the DPRK test, and the other is the top two of the DPRK test. You didn't receive the edict, is it too coincidental? Wouldn't this sorcerer wind be... deceptive?" Wen Dabao heard this, and there was a hint of anger on his face.

"No, Wu Feng didn't dare to joke about the holy edict." Yan Xiu shook his head and looked at the beating lights in Domo Building, his hand holding the Shanhe Qiankun fan slightly squeezed.

"Yo...Fang Zhengzheng, you didn't receive the sacred edict, then you really want to drop the list this time? It's just a pity that Yan Xiu...wouldn't you mislead Yan Xiu?" Pingyang's voice It also sounded at this time.

(Although it is a little late, the number of words is still very sincere. Four thousand words. There is a chapter that is estimated to be a little late. After all, the codeword is slow. Try to rush out before twelve o'clock. It is impossible to say anything.) (To be continued.) () "Shenmen" only represents the author's point of view. If you find that its content violates the laws of the country, please delete it. The position is only committed to To provide a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!