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Chapter 315 After I bloom, a hundred flowers kill
It has been seven days since the Land of Ten Thousand Tribulations sent [-] troops to besiege Lingshan.

During the seven days, the war broke out more than a dozen times.

The pure land of Buddhism has long been stained black by the blood of Buddha and devil.

In the past seven days, more than [-] demon soldiers in the Land of Myriad Tribulations have lost more than [-], and the number of Buddhist arhats has dropped by more than half.

It's just that, these days, the top leaders of both sides have restrained themselves, and no real battle to the death has erupted.

Therefore, the two sides can still compete for a short time, but it is only a matter of time before Lingshan is captured by the magic soldiers.

Of course, this is the reason why the black-clothed demon ancestor has not yet made a move. If he made a move, not to mention a spiritual mountain, and swept the three realms, it would probably not take a day.

In such a world where the highest native creatures are no more than the Taiyi realm, he who was born in response to the calamity is the existence of bugs.

Invincible, invincible.

Of course, he wasn't going to do that.

Compared to conquering Lingshan or even occupying the Three Realms by himself, he is more willing to slaughter bit by bit in this way, and let the gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms suffer in fear.

For seven days, the entire Buddhist sect fell into a state of despair, and defectors have even begun to appear in recent days.

If it continues, even if Lingshan can be defended, this Buddhism will also face the doom of falling apart.

However. Even in such a critical situation, their beliefs, their leaders, and their Buddhas have never been able to appear during these seven days.

The closed hall seemed to isolate them in two completely different worlds.

One side is cold and killing, and the other side is sacred and solemn.

If it weren't for the frequent singing of Buddha's voice in the main hall and the smell of sandalwood, many Bodhisattvas and Arhats could not help wondering whether their Buddha had given up on them.

Even so, many began to doubt their beliefs.

Within the territory of the Buddha Kingdom, the blood of the Buddha is like rain, and the blood of the devil stains the sky.

But the ones who suffer the most are not the Buddhist sect, nor the land of a thousand kalpas, but the millions of living beings in the Saha world.

Whether it is the blood of the Buddha or the blood of the devil, it will turn into a source of pollution under the catastrophe, polluting this world.

In just seven days, many low-strength creatures had been buried under the blood that contained powerful energy.

And neither the devil who started the war nor the Buddha, who claims to be merciful, paid any attention to it.

The real catastrophe has already kicked off in this corner of the Three Realms.

But on the vast land of Shenzhou, the Great Xia Dynasty did not have the slightest tendency of wind and rain, and everything continued as before.

The common people live and work in peace and contentment, the soldiers open up the territory, the emperor guards the country, and the ministers assist wholeheartedly.

And Xu Xian, also under such circumstances, ushered in what was regarded as the most important event in his life to his former self, but to him now, it was not worth mentioning-the imperial examination!
Logically speaking, at the current stage, the imperial examination is no longer necessary for Xu Xian, and even most practitioners are not interested in the imperial examination.

It's just that the elder sister in the family has always been thinking that Xu Xian can be named on the gold list.

Secondly, now that the Three Realms have changed drastically, Xu Xian also has his own considerations.

Now that the troubled times have begun, no matter whether he wants to or not, Xu Xian doesn't think that he has the ability to be alone.

And no matter whether he wants to be alone in the future, or to save the building from falling, all he needs is strength.

A power that can crush everything.

But where does the power come from for him?
Great value!
If you want to earn awesome value, what you need is an audience who listens to yourself bragging and sees how awesome you are.

And although the immortal Buddhas of the Three Realms can provide a relatively large amount of awesome value, but how much do the immortals, Buddhas, and demons add up?And how many ordinary creatures are there?
Under the huge amount, the number of individuals has become insignificant.

Therefore, Xu Xian's purpose at this time is to attract the King's attention and rely on the power of the royal family to earn a huge amount of awesomeness.

Of course, as a cheater who was just an ordinary person a few months ago, he is willing to protect his compatriots if he can.

Seven days ago, Xu Xian brought Yang Chan back to Qiantang County. Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing bought a compound in Hangzhou, recruited a few wandering ghosts as servants, and settled down.

Xin Shishiniang was a little confused, and left alone, wanting to seek answers.

Three days ago, the housekeeper of the magistrate's family came to Qiantang County to pay a visit to Xu Xian's mansion.

During the conversation, they talked about the daughter of the magistrate's mansion, and how much the eldest lady admired Xu Xian, and more or less mentioned the magistrate's daughter's admiration for Xu Xian.

However, Xu Xian directly rejected this hint, saying that he already has someone he likes, and he will never disappoint him in this life.

This kind of blunt refusal made the chief housekeeper of the prefect's mansion look very embarrassed, and they all had dark faces when they left.

After hearing the official's emphatic reply, the magistrate also slapped the table angrily.

After the little maid who overheard the news reported back, Ms. Lu gave up completely, and fell seriously ill the next day and was bedridden immediately.

It took three days in a row before he regained some of his complexion.

Under such circumstances, with Xu Jiaorong and Li Gongfu seeing each other off all the way, and accompanied by a beautiful woman, Xu Xian went to Hangzhou Mansion and participated in the hospital examination this autumn.

For Xu Xian who has a cheating device, the questions of the hospital examination are very simple, so there is nothing to say.

Only the last poem and policy theory made Xu Xian feel a little interesting.

The item of poetry can be regarded as a propositional composition, let me write a poem on the topic of chrysanthemums.

Xu Xian couldn't make such good poems by himself, but he could buy a bunch of them casually in the system mall, which was not expensive.

However, there were many good choices, but Xu Xian didn't write them. After thinking about them for a few seconds, Xu Xian wrote an anti-poetry with a brush——

"When autumn comes on September [-]th, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom.

The incense in the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor. "

A song "Buddh Hou Fu Chrysanthemum" by Huang Chao.

Poetry is anti-poetry, and people are anti-thieves. In any dynasty, such a poem is enough to alarm the emperor, and the person who made such a poem is enough to copy and destroy the family.

However, knowing this, Xu Xian still wrote such a poem, writing it decisively and without hesitation.

First of all, he is not afraid of those who copy his family and exterminate his family. He is not a foolish and loyal person who believes in the death of his ministers. If he dares to copy his home, believe it or not, he will destroy the country in a matter of minutes?

Secondly, for this kind of ordinary college examination, there are tens of thousands of candidates participating in the entire Great Xia Dynasty. With ordinary answer papers, it is impossible to even get the first place in the exam, and it is impossible to be able to enter the eyes of the emperor.

And it is even more impossible for him to take the college examination, the township examination, and the general examination step by step, and finally win the first place in the Golden Temple and the number one in the gold list, so as to enter the eyes of the emperor.

How could he be so free, not to mention that even if he was so free, he didn't have that much time.

His friend from the Demon Ancestor, who is considered a friend, is about to conquer Lingshan. Who knows when the catastrophe that will sweep the entire Three Realms will erupt.

Therefore, Xu Xian wrote an anti-poetry in such a fair and aboveboard way before the hospital examination.

He is not afraid that his poems will be suppressed by others. No one dares to do such anti-poems in the imperial examinations. If something happens, no one can take responsibility.

Especially when the examiner and examiner are not from the same department.

Especially when I had offended the prefect of Hangzhou before that.

After writing an anti-poem, Xu Xian still didn't feel satisfied.

I thought that since the anti-poetry has been written, there is nothing to hide.

After looking at the last policy theory, I saw that the proposition is relatively open, which is an ordinary open-ended topic such as views on governing the world.

To this, Xu Xian wrote only one answer: no marriage, no compensation, no land, no tribute, the emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies.

Xu Xian knew that this was the training of a country called the Ming Dynasty in another world, and all the kings of that country seemed to have done this.

Even the last emperor hanged himself on Meishan in the end, and he did what the king said to die.

Of course, asking the Great Xia royal family to do this was not Xu Xian's original intention for writing these words.

In fact, Daxia is somewhat similar to the Song Dynasty in the history of another world that he knows.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, border wars broke out year after year.

In order to allow the country to develop stably, the reconciliation of the defeated, the compensation for the defeated, the cession of the territory for the defeated, the annual tribute to the victorious country, and the annual currency, these are the repertoires of almost every generation of emperors in the Great Xia Kingdom.

As for the emperor guarding the gate of the country and the king dying in the country, it has never happened before.

As far as the emperor of Daxia is concerned, if you dare to let him take risks for the sake of the country and the community, even risking his life, he will definitely kill you the moment you reveal your intentions!
Of course, Xu Xian has the confidence that he will not be slapped, and he also has the confidence that once his poems and this strategy are put in front of that big summer son, he will definitely make the other party green.

After finishing writing, Xu Xian didn't check it, just rang the bell to hand in the paper, and walked out of the Gongyuan.

For him, as long as the last poem and the theory of that sentence are enough for him to see the current Daxiazi.

As for the right and wrong of the previous things, it is actually not important anymore.

After answering the questions, Xu Xian left the Gongyuan.

My sister and brother-in-law are not waiting here, after all, there is still a long time before the due time for submitting papers.

But the moment Xu Xian walked out of the tribute courtyard, Miss Yang San, who had been drinking tea in a teahouse not far away, had already greeted her.

"finish exam?"

Although she didn't know why Xu Xian, a dignified Jinxian, had to take part in this kind of courtyard test for children, but she had always supported Xu Xian unconditionally.

If the other party is willing to take the exam, she just needs to accompany her. She never questions or needs to ask.

Xu Xian nodded, and walked towards the distance side by side with the third girl, leaving behind a group of pointing people.

Obviously, many people were skeptical about Xu Xian handing in the paper so long in advance.

Of course, Xu Xian didn't care.

After all, his goal has been achieved.

(End of this chapter)