Chapter 25: The Prince’s Young Protector Fan Hongyi!

"Three halls of excellence, poems, scriptures, strategies..." Shen Zhui was slightly stunned. However, it soon became clear that these were the three inspection methods for selecting talents for civil servants.

Each of these three has its own emphasis.

Poems tend to focus on fighting, and many sacred words and magical powers condense the supreme mystery into the five words and seven laws, using artistic conception to trigger the original rules and form combat effectiveness. It was used by the civil servants of the Great Zhou Dynasty for self-defense in battle. For example, the song "Sword Punishment" practiced by his master Lu Yuanwei was written by Wenzong Liu Ruqin. It has profound artistic conception and great power. Lu Yuanwei's execution is comparable to the methods of a true god, and can touch a trace of the power of law.

The meaning of scriptures is an annotation of ancient books and ancient texts. For example, in ancient times, many human sages left many mysterious articles, but the ancient sages left only fragments of words, which were extremely profound and obscure. And because of the long history, the writing has evolved over many generations, making it difficult for later generations to understand it.

It is difficult to just write it down, let alone understand its profound meaning, so many great Confucian scholars annotated the articles of sages to simplify them so that people can understand them. Most of the civil servants who studied the classics worked in academies and temples, and only those who had profound literary foundation would study the classics. Civil servants who studied the classics were also called "Ming Jing".

As for tactics, they are easy to understand, articles discussing current political issues and providing advice to the court. For example, the great scholar Zhongzhong who asked for a code to punish the prince wrote "The Thirteen Records of the Princes", which was a solution specifically proposed to solve the problem that the descendants of princes and royal families reproduced too fast and occupied too many national resources. It mainly analyzes shortcomings in governing people's livelihood and current affairs and puts forward opinions or solutions.

These three are the test methods to measure whether a civil official is qualified. For some official positions, you only need to understand one of them, and you do not need to know everything.

Yuehua, located in the 29th level, is a higher standard banquet held in the capital. It is jointly hosted by the Confucian scholar and the prince. There are countless scholars who come to show off their talents, but there are very few who can stand out.

Because once you can make a name for yourself at the Moon Flower Banquet, even if you can't become an official for a while, you will be favored by the dignitaries who are invited to come, and you will either be treated as a guest, or you will be a counselor in the shogunate, or you will be recruited as a wife.

And the Moon Flower Banquet has the names of the fourth prince Ji Dan and the seventh prince Ji Chen, and there are many princesses present, so they are very likely to become the consorts!

Seeing that Shen Zhui was thinking, Kong Yangzhou couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why, Brother Shen really wants to go there and give it a try?"

He had never heard that Shen Zhui had such a talent. However, Shen Zhui's master, Lu Yuanwei, had studied in Daxia Academy for many years, and his disciple had some abilities on the Holy Word Path, so he had to get by.

"What are the requirements for entering the Hall of Talents test?" Shen Zhui asked rhetorically without comment.

"Although the themes of the Moon Flower Banquet every year are poems, scriptures, and strategies, the content is rich and diverse. For the sake of fairness, the topics are all directed by the great Confucian scholars who have retired from the imperial court." Kong Yangzhou pointed to the few words on the main seat above. Taoist figure.

"You see, the one accompanied by the fourth prince Ji Dan is Li Qingzheng, the former Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. He is an upright man and has a great reputation. After he retired, he wrote the "Li Huangshu" and was a great Confucian of the classics and righteousness."

Shen Zhui looked up and immediately saw the serious and unsmiling face. Even though the old man was sitting next to the prince, his aura was much stronger than Ji Dan's. The aura he exuded seemed like nothing could shake his will.

"Next to Mr. Li is the great scholar Zhongzhong!" Kong Yangzhou said with some fear. "This great Confucian is proficient in both Legalism and Confucianism. He was the one who beat the drum to kill the prince. My father had the honor to listen to his lectures in the academy. After all, he can be regarded as my grand master. Mr. Lin is proficient in policy theory. The topic of this policy discussion will be designated by him."

After that, Kong Yangzhou cupped his hands in that direction, regardless of whether the other party saw it or not, and said with emotion: "Mr. Lin is nearly 700 years old. He has been staying in Jixia Academy and rarely comes out to attend banquets. I didn't expect this. Even he was invited."

Shen Zhui followed his gaze and saw the old man with a hint of white hair on his temples. His eyes were sharp and full of endless wisdom. Nothing could escape his eyes. He immediately followed Kong Yangzhou and raised his hand. .

Lin Zhizhong was sitting in the middle of the room, which showed that he had a high status.

"As for the person sitting first on the right hand side, accompanied by the seventh prince Ji Chen, he is the prince and grand master Liu Haoran."

"He is the sixth grandson of Emperor Wenzong Liu Ruqin. He is a master of poetry and poetry. He has a thorough cultivation. When he was young, he went to sea with the Northern Navy regiment to fight against barbarians. His poem "Pinghai Fu" scared away a hundred thousand monsters and killed one man alive. The Demon Emperor has a good name. He is the most promising scholar in the Liu family to inherit Wenzong's mantle."

"Prince and Grand Master? Scared away a hundred thousand monsters with one poem?" Shen Zhui was secretly frightened, what a scene that would be!

When he looked at Liu Haoran, the great scholar, he gave people a feeling of spring breeze. He had a kind face and kind eyes. In a noisy environment, just looking at him seemed to make him calm down.

"He also has an extremely outstanding apprentice, Xie An." Kong Yangzhou pointed at a young man in the first row under the main seat and said with some envy. "Xie An was the most outstanding student of Jixia Academy for fifty years. He once wrote "A Poem of Moon Crabs" at the 25th Moon Banquet."

"Write about the one who raises his eyebrows and amazes the sun and the moon, and walks in the sky?" Shen Zhui asked. "There is indeed literary talent."

"It's more than just literary talent." Kong Yangzhou said with a smile. "This poem is very powerful. When Xie An was at the ninth level of the Venerable, he once wrote "The moon crab trapped a true god for three breaths. When the poem came out, thirty-three wonders appeared together, with endless changes and overlapping spaces."

"I heard that because of this poem, Xie An's teacher specially asked for an opportunity for him to enter the thirty-three major formation to view the core of the formation. I think now the power of his poems has become stronger, even though he is only a venerable Level, but I guess I should be able to cast the Word of the True God."

"The word of the true God?" Shen Zhui's eyes widened.

"Yes." Kong Yangzhou said. "The path to promotion for civil servants in cultivation is unique. Starting from the Spirit Bridge Realm, it will become completely different."

"Because it is the state where the luck of the country has been improved, the pages of poems and scriptures are manifested on the Diling Bridge, and the magical cave wall is engraved with the font of holy words as the support of the cave world. At the level of the Venerable, the heart of the world is called the heart of literature. Provides the power to wield the power of the Word.”

"The division of the power of the Holy Word is the universal practice system, Spiritual Bridge, Divine Power, Venerable, and True God."

"This is different from Daxia Academy." Shen Zhui said secretly. But it's normal. The way of the Holy Word has been passed down for a long time. The Great Xia Academy existed in the early days of the Qi Dynasty 30,000 years ago. Now, 30,000 years have passed. It's normal for there to be some differences.

"Once the cultivators of the civil service system leave the Great Thousand World, they can only have combat effectiveness within the scope of the temple. Because the Holy Word Avenue comes from the unique avenue rules of the Great Thousand World, the power of the civil servants comes from the Great Thousand World. And temples, outside, they have greater limitations than military generals!" Kong Yangzhou said.

"The greatest wish of the civil servants is that one day, the Great Zhou Dynasty can build temples all over the place, both inside and outside!"

"That might be a bit difficult." Shen Zhui smiled and shook his head. Not even the entire world has been completely conquered, let alone outsiders.

Just when Shen Zhui and Kong Yangzhou were talking, suddenly, Shen Zhui felt a gaze shrouding his head.

To be precise, this gaze fell more on his master, Lu Yuanwei, next to him.

Shen Zhui raised his head subconsciously and met the eyes of the great scholar Liu Haoran who was sitting next to the Seventh Prince Ji Chen.

Liu Haoran smiled and said: "Marquis Wenxin, I heard that you practice the way of the Holy Word and can kill enemy chieftains of the ninth level with the sixth level of the Venerable. You are really formidable in future generations."

Swish swish~ Many guests in Guanwen Hall immediately focused their attention on Lu Yuanwei.

When he woke up, although Lu Yuanwei looked mature, his years of cultivation were actually not that long, not even sixty years! Compared to the many venerables present, this may even be short.

In front of Liu Haoran, Lu Yuanwei can naturally only be a junior.

"I don't dare to praise you sir." Lu Yuanwei cupped his hands and said modestly. "Yuan Wei was able to kill the enemy chieftains only because of the inscrutable "Zhu Sword". He dare not take credit for it."

"Yuan Wei is so humble. He only has poems but no background and can't be killed." Liu Haoran said with a smile. "The title of the Hall of Talents is about to be announced. Would Yuan Wei be willing to come to the hall to have a look?"

Everyone present looked at Lu Yuanwei with envy.

As a respected scholar, Liu Haoran actually invited Lu Yuanwei to the Hall of Talents to participate in the competition, obviously he was very optimistic about him.

"If Marquis Wenxin can win the respect of the Liu family, I'm afraid his future will be limitless."

"Invited by the great scholars of the time, this kind of honor is not available to ordinary people."

"It's really exciting to be able to practice Zhu Jian to such an extent."

"..."

Shen Zhui looked at the eyes of many civil servants and was filled with envy. This is enough to prove that the title of Marquis Wenxin was favored by civil officials.

"Since you have an order, Yuan Wei should be more respectful than obey it." Lu Yuanwei cupped his hands, then left the table and entered the Hall of Talents, which was mainly about poetry.

"Good." Liu Haoran smiled slightly, turned to the other direction, and invited three people one after another. They were all young talents and quite famous, as if they wanted to add a bit of color to the banquet.

The people whose names were called were all flattered and went to the Hall of Talents happily.

This action caused some chain reactions. In Guanwen Hall, one after another people who wanted to gain fame took the initiative to go to the Hall of Talents.

Before the competition in the Hall of Talents began, the atmosphere reached a climax and became lively.

"This gentleman does have some literary and romantic charm." Shen Zhui smiled slightly and said that he knew what was going on and would not make the banquet too cold.

After all, even if it is only held every few years, this Moon Banquet will be held hundreds of times over the past hundreds of years, and it is inevitable to feel a little tired from watching it. Most of the people who come here are already successful and don't care about their fame. Some people prefer to build relationships with others at the banquet, which somewhat loses the original intention of creating the banquet.

"Brother Shen, why don't you go?" Kong Yangzhou asked, having asked just now.

"I have very little research into the way of the Holy Word. The power of the Holy Word is weak, so I won't show off my shame." Shen Zhui shook his head. The great power of the Holy Word cannot be exerted by someone who can recite poems and compose them correctly. It can only be exerted by reading the special Holy Word books all year round and receiving the blessing of the country's destiny.

He did learn several holy words and magical powers from Daxia Academy, but they were all life-saving skills given to him by the Daxia world as King Pingyang. He could only use them, but it was difficult to master them.

"What are you talking about?" Kong Yangzhou smiled. "At this Yuehua Banquet, there are many people from the Lingqiao Realm and even the Forerunner Realm coming to join in the fun. Do they all hold important positions and have advanced cultivation levels?"

"The Moon Flower Banquet only talks about talent and not strength. As long as you can write a masterpiece, there will naturally be a special way to present it in the Hall of Talents. As long as you are proven to be a talent, the court will certainly give you the opportunity to support poetry, policy, and economics. The power of the Word manifesting righteousness.”

"Oh? There is such a thing." Shen Zhui was quite moved.

By the way, when he first ventured into the Secret Realm of the Holy Word, he didn't know anything about it. But since the secret realm can give him the power to use the magical powers of the Holy Word, the Great Zhou court can naturally do the same.

This strength is different from that of martial artists and Qi Lianzhenren who have worked hard to cultivate themselves. The power granted by the court is only a moment of thought.

"I will be shameless just to see Zixuan..." Shen Zhui thought silently in his mind. If it weren't for this kind of banquet, he would never have thought that the knowledge he learned in his previous life could be put to use. After all, there are no imperial examinations in this world.

Just when Shen Zhui was about to leave the table, he suddenly frowned.

Because he felt a gaze directed at him, and it contained a hint of hostility.

The master's perception is extremely sharp, and Shen Zhui immediately followed his feeling and looked back at the past.

I saw a middle-aged man in fine clothes staring at him in the first row under the throne of the prince and scholar. He looked like a civil servant, but he was wearing ordinary clothes, and Shen Zhui couldn't tell what grade of civil servant he was. .

But what attracted Shen Zhui was not the person who cast his gaze, but the man in fine clothes next to the middle-aged man.

There are people born in this world who have some kind of unique charm. Even if he is a stubborn young man covered in mud among thousands of people, even if he is a girl with an ordinary face among the devout believers in the dark Keshan Mountain, no matter how low-key and silent he walks among the crowd, no matter how much brilliance surrounds him. A big shot, as long as he is in that picture, when you look, you will definitely see him at first sight, and then you will never be able to look away.

He looked extremely young, wearing a blue Confucian robe, and his long hair was tied up with an ordinary jade hairpin on his head. Even though the only son was drinking without looking sideways, he instantly caught Shen Zhui's gaze.

This guy's facial features are impeccable, just the way he drinks wine exudes a little bit of starlight, as if he stands out from the crowd, but what he wears is not gorgeous.

There was no negative emotion on Fan Hongyi's face. Although occasionally toasters came over and smiled, there was a sense of shameful pride in that smile.

He seemed to find that Shen Zhui was observing him, and it could even be called a rude glance, but Fan Hongyi didn't bother to look away at all, as if Shen Zhui was no different from all the other beings who admired him.

Shen Zhui finally remembered who this person was!

"He is Fan Hongyi!"

"The son of Fan Wenhan, the left prime minister, and the great-grandson of Wu Wang Fan Yi."

The inexplicable hostility between the men suddenly rose. It was for this person that the Fan family wanted to marry Princess Anle, Ji Zixuan.

Fan Hongyi finally noticed the pressing gaze. He tilted his head slightly to meet Shen Zhui's gaze, with a slight smile on his lips. Shen Zhui also raised the wine glass in his hand, seeming to be talking to Shen Zhui. Greetings from the new Marquis Wu.

But Shen Zhui's pupils shrank, and he felt a vague pressure. This was definitely not a kind smile!

Sure enough, Fan Hongyi put down his wine glass. This seemed to be some kind of signal.

The middle-aged official next to him immediately moved.

He did not continue to look at Shen Zhui, but stood up, walked quickly to the center of the order, raised his hands towards the fourth prince Ji Dan who was sitting on the throne, and said: "Your Highness the Fourth, Your Highness the Seventh, gentlemen."

The fourth prince Ji Dan raised his glass very politely and said: "Master Zhang, there is no need to be polite. If you have anything to do, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Wengu immediately held up his hands and said: "I heard that the champion, Shen Zhui, studied under Marquis Wenxin, and once won the first place in the secret realm of Daxia Academy. He is also good at the way of the Holy Word."

"I observe that the champion has a majestic appearance and talent, and he is honored as the champion. He is a great talent in the country. It would be boring for the champion to sit on the sidelines of the Guanwen Hall to watch such a feast."

The Seventh Prince Ji Chen frowned slightly, keenly aware of something amiss, and immediately asked: "Zhang Wengu, what are you thinking about?"

"Your Highness, I would like to invite the champion to the Hall of Talents to ask for advice."

Without waiting for the Seventh Prince Ji Chen to say anything, Zhang Wengu turned to Shen Zhui with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Marquis Champion, can you give me a piece of noodles?"

After Zhang Wen finished playing, he kept bending down and looked like he was piously asking for advice. His voice was quiet. Many guests turned around and stared at Shen Zhui.

Many people looked at this scene, and their expressions suddenly became subtle.

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"Shen Zhui, he is a disciple of Zuo Xiang. I'm afraid this person has bad intentions. You don't need to pay attention to him." Kong Yangzhou's face darkened.

Originally, when Shen chased someone to the Hall of Talents, with so many people there, even if he made a fool of himself, no one might notice.

But now that Zhang Wengu has made such a fuss, it's like putting Shen Zhui on the fire!

Many officials will pay attention to Shen Zhui's actions.

The Hall of Talents is not difficult. If there is any joke, it will be embarrassing in front of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs. He left the impression of a reckless man who did not read the books of sages and only knew how to fight. However, Wenxinhou Lu Yuanwei was also brought out to attack, provoking General Shen to pursue him.

Shen Zhui narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Master Zhang invites you kindly, how can I refuse? Such a feast, I just want to try it! But..."

"Since we are asking for advice and fun, why not bring more people."

"I wonder who else the Marquis would like to accompany him?" Zhang Wengu had a hint of contempt in his eyes, but he still smiled.

Shen Zhui pointed out his hand and chuckled:

"I heard that Mr. Fan has read a lot of poems and books, and that he is the prince's younger brother. I wonder if Mr. Fan would be willing to come with me?"

Coax~ The hall suddenly became restless.