Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

Three days later, the examination officially began.

"Young master, you must come on!" Qing

Yan sent Chen Ning all the way to the vicinity of the Gongyuan in the southeast of the capital, with anticipation in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I have the blessing of the sachet from my own maid, and I will naturally be able to win.

Chen Ning smiled and took out the sachet and shook it in front of Qing Yan.

Qing Yan's pretty face suddenly blushed slightly and pouted slightly.

"The young master is making fun of me again.

Although she said this, the corners of Qing Yan's mouth couldn't help but raise a sweet smile.

It seems that his sachet is really cherished by the young master.

Qing Yan didn't say anything, but quietly watched Chen Ning's back walk into the examination room.

Then he folded his hands, closed his eyes, and whispered.

"I hope the young master can fulfill his wish, so that I can rest assured......"

......

The examination is about to begin.

In the examination room, the serious atmosphere made many candidates feel nervous.

After all, this exam will determine everyone's fate, and whether their years of hard work and hard work will all come to naught.

Not only that, but due to the demon disaster a while ago, the identities of all the examiners this time have been upgraded by one level compared to before.

The chief examiner this time was Song Zhengyang, who was in the position of Shangshu.

Song Zhengyang is not only the second rank in the court, but also has the identity of a Confucian in Shuiyun Academy.

Just standing in front of him, the righteousness that vaguely emanates from his eyebrows makes people dare not have bad intentions.

"You, come over to me.

Song Zhengyang suddenly stopped a candidate who had just entered the examination room.

The examinee's body stiffened, and his voice trembled a little.

"Lord Shangshu, is there anything going on...... "

What's the matter?"

A wisp of wind swept by, and a pitch-black Gu worm was suddenly pulled out of the candidate's ear.

The moment it fell to the ground, the Gu worm writhed and struggled in pain, making a sharp sound like a baby's cry.

Obviously, this candidate used some kind of magic gate spell to try to cheat in the exam room through this Gu worm.

The role of Gu worms is most likely to be used to transmit sound, and outside the examination room, there must be people who assist candidates in cheating.

"Take me down for a thorough investigation, and within a day, all those who helped this candidate cheat must be arrested.

It is a capital offense to try to cheat, and collusion with the devil is an added crime.

Crush him on death row and wait for him to be beheaded at another day.

Song Zhengyang's eyes were awe-inspiring.

"Yes!" several

heavily armed soldiers immediately grabbed the candidate.

"Lord Song, I just did this kind of foolish thing for a while, please be merciful and let me go once!" Hearing that he

was going to be executed, the examinee shouted in horror, and his nose and tears flowed endlessly.

Song Zhengyang didn't even bother to look at him more.

No rules, no square circle.

It is precisely in recent years that the intensity of invigilation in Beijing has declined, which has made some people have the idea of taking risks.

Now that he has become the chief examiner, he naturally wants to erase this unhealthy trend.

Seeing that the candidate was dragged down, the candidates in the examination room were silent.

Although they didn't cheat, they were still frightened by the momentum of the examiner Song Zhengyang.

This kind of Confucian spirit of not being angry and arrogant, just getting close to it can make people feel an unbearable sense of oppression.

Only Chen Ning stared at the scene in front of him indifferently, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

After all, Da Confucian, he can see too much, so naturally it is impossible to simply be bluffed.

"This son is really extraordinary.

Song Zhengyang also noticed Chen Ning.

As early as half a month ago, Chen Ning shattered the Confucian Stone and the Golden Tripod in one fell swoop, and the news of obtaining the Junzi Token had spread all over Shuiyun Academy.

It is said that even the two poems used by Xu Fuzi when he killed the Demon Lord were taken from Chen Ning.

However, Song Zhengyang has always been skeptical about this.

He couldn't believe that such a majestic and magnificent war poem that could only be written by a young Confucian scholar could be written by a young Confucian scholar.

Song Zhengyang originally thought that Chen Ning was the same as the scholar just now, but in fact, there was a master behind him.

But after a long time of careful observation, he did not notice anything unusual.

In that case, let's find out the cats in him in this exam.

Song Zhengyang's eyes were slightly condensed, and he unabashedly focused his attention on Chen Ning.

"The exam begins. Hearing the

voice, the examiners picked up their pens one after another and began to answer in a race against time.

Chen Ning picked up the pen unhurriedly.

You must know that in the ancient days of Blue Star, the examination required a three-day exam, and each three-day exam was a harsh exam with a total of nine days and six nights.

In comparison, the Xuanfeng Dynasty's uninterrupted three-hour exam was already very easy.

After glancing at the examiner Song Zhengyang with a light smile, Chen Ning wrote his name lightly and began to answer.

Chen Ning has been studying the content of the exam for many years and has kept it in mind.

After acquiring the system, as his comprehension greatly improved, his mastery of this knowledge became more integrated and comfortable.

Answering the question, Chen Ning wrote smoothly without any pause.

Four books, five scriptures, and ...... of inquiry

An hour later.

When the other candidates were still struggling to write, and they didn't dare to stop even with the pain in their palms, for fear that they would not be able to answer the huge amount of questions, Chen Ning had already answered all the previous questions and turned to the last page.

"How is it possible?"

Song Zhengyang was also taken aback.

It was the first time he had seen such a terrible speed of answering.

You must know that the number of questions in the Xuanfeng Dynasty exam is extremely large, even if the exam time is three hours, most of the candidates can't answer it at all.

It's only been an hour, and it's hard to imagine how smooth it is to be able to answer all the questions in such a short time.

If it weren't for the neat and beautiful work on Chen Ning's test paper when he passed by, Song Zhengyang would have even wondered if Chen Ning had written it blindly.

"But these are just the basics, the tools used to screen candidates.

Song Zhengyang stared earnestly at the test paper in Chen Ning's hand.

What can really investigate the essence is to look at the last 'five-word and eight-rhyme poem'.

Many of the great Confucians of Shuiyun Academy stood out from this assessment.

No matter what a person pretends to be on the surface, the poems in his pen can reveal his true heart and poetic heritage.

He wanted to see how far Chen Ning could answer.

"I'm done.

At this moment, Chen Ning put the test paper on the corner of the table in the blink of an eye and asked,

"After handing in the paper in advance, can you leave the examination room?"

"Huh...... It does.

Song Zhengyang nodded awkwardly.

The Xuanfeng Dynasty does not have any rules that candidates are not allowed to leave the venue without permission after answering, but the problem is that I have never heard of a few candidates who can leave early after answering the papers.

When I answered the five-character and eight-rhyme poems by myself, I was thoughtful and revised them over and over again.

Is he sure he is serious about answering the question?

Song Zhengyang looked at the last page in disbelief.

But the moment he saw the poem written on the scroll, he was suddenly stunned, and his whole person froze in place almost instantly.