"The concubine is the concubine, and the nanny is the nanny, it's different."

"roll."

The Xuanzheng Building was full of noise.

Zhao Xin had no choice but to smile bitterly, he understood the purpose of these people, people will die after all, tombstones will decay or be stolen in time, only poetry can last forever.

This is a good way for countless ministers of the mean to go down in history.

Just like Li Taibai's <<On Li Yong>>.

If Li Bai didn't say anything, who knew that he had sex with Li Yong?

People in later generations will not care who Li Yong is.

Only because he was raped by Li Bai, his name will remain in the textbooks of the nine-year compulsory education.

Sure enough, choice is more important than hard work.

"Stop arguing, my loves, masterpieces handed down from generation to generation are not created by competition."

"Qiying will reach the crown soon, Mr. Wen, do you understand?"

Zhao Xin asked with a smile.

Wang Wengong said: "When Zhengzhou comes out of Chuanru Pagoda, I will ask for a title poem for the prince."

"Okay." Zhao Xin smiled more freely.

Who else is the number one related household in the Song Dynasty?

"Zhou'er has entered the seventh floor." Zheng Linyuan took the time to look at the virtual image, but saw that Zheng Zhou had already reached the seventh floor.

The assessment of the seventh floor also started.

This time it was the same old routine, he became a disciple of the Immortal Sect.

Excellent talent, under the tutelage of the Longevity Sect, the future is boundless.

As the saying goes, the dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon.

This time, Zhengzhou became a dragon.

"Strange, what is assessed at this level?" Zhao Xin asked.

If Zhengzhou is a disciple of the Immortal Sect, what else is there to assess?

With his talent, coupled with the magic of Xianmen, isn't it a certainty to overthrow Da Song?

After so many trials, Zhao Xin has roughly understood Zhengzhou's skills in passing the Confucianism Pagoda trial.

It was nothing more than rebellion, overthrowing the Song Dynasty, and watching the emperor commit suicide.

What if this kid becomes a disciple of Xianmen?

Zheng Linyuan approached and said: "This level tests desire, while the lower level tests courage."

Zhao Xin frowned. Is Zhengzhou's desire to become a disciple of Xianmen?

Outside the Xuanzheng Building, Qiao Shihan looked at Zhengzhou in the picture wearing the Taoist robe of the Longevity Sect, and sincerely praised: "It's so handsome, it's much more pleasing to the eye."

And what happened next made Qiao Shihan unexpected.

Zhengzhou opened the door, and Qiao Shihan, who was wearing a light-colored gauze, slept peacefully on the bed.

The choice before Zhengzhou is: "Sleep or not?"

To the mouth of the duck to eat or not to eat?

For men, it seems that this question does not need to be considered, but in fact there are many hidden problems.

According to the Judgment of Chuanru Pagoda, those who can reach the seventh floor are all first-class Confucian and Taoist geniuses.

Ordinary trials are of no use to them.

On the contrary, the desire that seems to appear at any time is more difficult to resist.

Moreover, people who can reach the eighth floor often know what is right and what is wrong.

It is precisely right or wrong that can most affect a person's judgment on one's own desires. Only by following one's desires can one go further.

Another advantage of Confucianism and Taoism is to put aside the traditional right and wrong and red tape, and follow one's heart.

Qiao Shihan looked at herself in the picture and suddenly became nervous. She seemed to have guessed what the trial Zhengzhou was facing!

"If you dare to touch my finger, I will chop you off!" Qiao Shihan almost ran away.

Zhengzhou, who passed on Ruta, chuckled disdainfully.

He is not afraid of death, so why not eat a duck with its mouth full?

He not only moved Qiao Shihan's finger, but also moved a thicker finger.

The picture was not shown in the virtual image in the Xuanzheng Building.

Although all civil and military officials didn't say anything, they were like the children in Zhengzhou's previous life in front of Xuehua TV, anxiously waiting for Wang Wengong's adjustment.

Qiao Shihan's virtual image was confiscated.

But she covered her eyes and didn't bother to look.

I only heard myself in Chuanru Pagoda uttering "Daddy" from the corner of my mouth in excitement and nervousness.

"Nonsense, complete nonsense, how could my old lady say such shameful words!"

"After this matter is over, I must ask you to return it!"

Qiao Shihan was ashamed and ashamed, her appearance was awkward, and her face was full of anger and fierceness.

After the sound faded away, a white light flashed, and the seventh floor of the trial was broken.

After the virtual image in the Xuanzheng Building returned to normal, the officials were speechless and could only make up their minds.

Did Zhengzhou do it or not?

Looking at his son who had reached the eighth floor, Zheng Linyuan admired in his heart: Zhouer, you are more courageous than I imagined.

Zheng Linyuan didn't say that his original desire trial was actually a woman's sex. The woman who appeared in front of him at that time was...

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