More than half of Zheng Linyuan's reputation as a villain was also brought on by Zhengzhou.

After going out to solve his internal emergency, Zhengzhou returned to his bedroom to rest.

In this way, Zhengzhou was awakened by the imperial decree when the sky broke out on the second day, and hurried to the Imperial College.

When he arrived at the Guozijian, there was no one around, and the "University" of the Song Dynasty, which was originally in full swing, was empty at this time, and the noise of the past was nowhere to be seen.

Climbing the Chuanru Pagoda has always been a very serious matter in the history of the Song Dynasty.

Idlers and others are not allowed to watch.

Seeing that Zhengzhou came early, Wang Wengong, who was in charge of hosting the tower climbing, hurried over.

He changed into a moon white gown today, not wearing the official Song Dynasty uniform, and he has a refreshing demeanor, which is really a bit of a Confucian attitude.

"You came just in time. I didn't sleep all night yesterday and thought about it all night. The seventh floor is not too difficult for you, but there are still some difficulties."

"The assessments at each level of Chuanru Pagoda are different for different people. I can't directly disclose the specific assessment content to you, but you can ask me any questions you have. As long as I know, I will definitely answer everything. "

The so-called knowing yourself, knowing your enemy, and winning a hundred battles, in Wang Wengong's view, Zhengzhou must have many questions to ask itself.

He even thought that Zhengzhou stayed up all night just like himself.

In fact, Zhengzhou slept soundly.

The dream about the lord of the plane is also wonderful.

As for Chuanru Pagoda?

It's just a mission to die.

"I have no problem." Zheng Zhou said truthfully.

"..." Wang Wengong was dumbfounded. People are really different. Three days before he climbed the pagoda, he was so nervous that he couldn't sleep or eat. Such as arm command.

The subsequent results were also quite chilling.

When entering the tower for assessment, I forgot what I had memorized and what I had read, and I could only deal with the assessment based on my personal feelings.

Facts have proved that cramping is not advisable.

"Okay! If you have no problem, just listen to me. I can't guarantee that what I said is completely correct, but it is a very valuable experience for you." Wang Wengong was very firm and unyielding.

The main thing is that I don't want Changshengzong to be happy.

"The first three levels test loyalty, filial piety, and faith. The content of the assessment comes from your most authentic desires or impulses. This should not be difficult for you." Combined with Zhengzhou's reaction in the court, Wang Wengong boasted that he had made the most correct one. judge.

"After the third floor, the difficulty increases sharply, and many people fail at the fourth floor. The specific content of the assessment is not fixed, and I can't tell you."

"However, the assessment on the sixth level is fixed. As a great Confucian, your talent must be compelling, so the assessment on the sixth level is your talent and writing."

"Don't underestimate the assessment on the sixth floor. There are many students who are excluded from the assessment because their talents do not meet the requirements of the Confucianism Tower. But poetry is often used as a carrier, which may be the biggest test for you to reach the seventh floor."

Wang Wengong finally finished speaking and looked at Zhengzhou with a solemn expression.

Zhengzhou nodded lazily in boredom: "I remember."

Wang Wengong sighed and shook his head. He didn't know how much Zhengzhou could remember, so he could only passively do what he thought would be helpful to Zhengzhou.

"By the way, I really have a question I want to ask you." Zheng Zhou suddenly thought of such a question, and hurriedly asked.

"Tell me, I know everything." Wang Wengong nodded enthusiastically.

"What are the benefits of practicing Confucianism and Taoism?" Zheng Zhou asked doubtfully.

This question puzzled him for quite a long time.

Although he knew that he would definitely leave and he would know everything by then, Zheng Zhou still couldn't help asking.

Wang Wengong looked around for a long time. After the Guozijian was cleared, no one came, and the blue and white stone floor tiles showed no signs of being stepped on.

After confirming the safety, Wang Wengong said: "Confucianism and Taoism in the Great Song Dynasty are different from ordinary Confucianism and Taoism. What we practice is inner sage and outer king."

"It is said that the great Confucianism in ancient times can determine life and death with one word, and prosper the country with one word, even the Immortal Sect is no match for us."

"It's a pity that Confucianism and Taoism have too high requirements for disciples, and they have gradually declined under the oppression of the immortal sect."

"How far has Master Wang cultivated?" Zheng Zhou asked curiously.

He has seen a lot of Xianmen in the novels of his previous life.

I have never heard of Confucianism and Taoism cultivation methods.

Guozijian is Wang Wengong's home stadium, and he said confidently, "Give me your hand."

Zhengzhou followed suit.

Looking at Zhengzhou's palm, Wang Wengong said: "The water of destruction gathers here."

Make a fool of yourself?

Zhengzhou felt nothing at all.

Just when Zhengzhou was about to reprimand Wang Wengong angrily, a moist warm current gushed up from her palm.

The boiling water was only a small drop at first, and then it accumulated bigger and bigger, but it did not exceed the palm of Zhengzhou.

No matter how rough the waves are, the waves will not be able to flow out of Zhengzhou's palm.

"This technique comes from the Confucian and Taoist secret classics, and it is called the method of speaking out."

"Given time, with your talent, it probably won't take long to learn it."

Zheng Zhou clasped his hands upside down, palms facing the ground, and the water poured onto the ground without leaving any watermarks.

"It's really good, no wonder Xianmen wants to suppress it," Zheng Zhou said with a smile, not continuing to delve into this issue.

Zhengzhou is not allowed to ask more.

At the gate of the Imperial College, an unexpected visitor suddenly came.

The door guard eunuch shouted loudly: "Master Sima, Prime Minister of the Left, is here."

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Zhengzhou never expected that the first person to come was Sima Ling.

The news of Xu Qingsong's death had been spread to such an extent that it was known everywhere. Logically speaking, Sima Ling, who was devastated, should not have appeared in the Imperial College.

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