"It's not Su Lin's? What a pity..."

Among the students of the government school, Fang Hui sighed, "It seems that I overestimated Su Lin. After all, he is still young and has limited accumulation. No matter how powerful his talent is, he must have a solid foundation to accumulate..."

"Brother Fang said that Su Censor's talent is indeed the most amazing and amazing person I have ever seen. However, after all, the peak of knowledge and thought cannot be achieved by relying solely on talent, but there must be enough time and accumulation."

The students of the court juren around Fang Hui also nodded and said yes. They did not deny Su Lin's strength and genius, but compared with Ji Yu, a genius of the semi-saint family who was also fifteen years old, Su Lin's accumulation was indeed much worse. Ji Yu has been a Tongsheng for two years and has also been through the experience of the wilderness outside the pass. No matter from any perspective, Su Lin, who has become a Tongsheng, is not comparable to Su Lin.

"Brother Ji is indeed the best at posting scriptures, no wonder! Even if Mr. Su can answer five hundred posting scriptures correctly, it is absolutely impossible for him to write with one hand to hold the pen faster than Brother Ji's hands!"

Murong Xuehen stood in front of the government office, beside the sedan chair, purple clothes fluttering, smiling slightly, looking at the only holy power name on the light curtain that was opened by the Nine Cauldrons - Ji Yu (Above).

Another half a quarter of an hour passed, but there was still no movement in the examination room of the government office. Except for Ji Yu, the first one, who submitted the paper, the second Tong Sheng, who finished the paper, did not appear.

"Young Master Ji has been handing in the paper for almost half a quarter of an hour. Why hasn't the second place handed in the paper yet?"

"Do you think it's easy to write all five hundred scriptures? My nephew is fifth in the county exam, but the government exam I took last year was over in two hours. I have only written more than four hundred scriptures, and there are more than ten of them wrong..."

"The gap in strength is too great! Even the genius who is the head of Su's case, is not small compared to Mr. Ji of the semi-saint family! The head of Su's case has not submitted the paper yet..."

...

Originally, the people watching were looking forward to a wonderful battle between Su Lin and Ji Yu. But now Ji Yu has handed in the paper for half a quarter of an hour, and it is basically the first place to post the scriptures. However, Su Lin seems to have not even had any movement to hand in the paper.

"Why haven't Su Lin handed over the paper yet? I've let my husband down on his expectations! Hehe...Boy Yuan, fortunately you didn't make a bet with me just now, otherwise, I'd have to eat a hundred chicken butts..."

Sitting on one of the big cauldrons, Liang Rulin took out a wine gourd from somewhere, gulped a few mouthfuls into his mouth, and laughed at Yuan Tianzhang with a smile.

"Old Liang. Who said that there was no bet? I... I clearly remember that I promised you..." Yuan Tianzhang saw that Liang Rulin was defeated by chance, hurriedly changed his words and insisted on.

"Oh? Then, boy Yuan, are you willing to bet with me? If Su Lin's sutra can surpass Ji Yu or be comparable to him, I will eat a hundred chicken butts, otherwise what about you?" Liang Rulin narrowed half of his eyes, shook the wine gourd, and looked inside. It seemed that there was not much wine anymore, and he said with a wicked smile.

"Betting! Mr. Liang, this is what we are talking about! I have just used your sage to record the video with the prefect's seal. You don't want to betray the debt at that time! One hundred chicken butts. If you don't eat it, I will sue the first saint on the temple!"

Yuan Tianzhang finally seized such an opportunity and felt aroused his mind. He didn't even consider whether there would be any conspiracy, so he insisted. Before he said this, he thought about the possibility of losing in his heart, but he had never seen the first person who submitted the paper in the mansion exam that was correct and was surpassed by later generations.

So, in the eyes of the prefect Yuan Tianzhang, he must win this time. And with the image of the holy power in hand, even if Liang Rulin cheats on him, he must force him to eat a hundred chicken butts before he will give up.

"Hehe! Then that's it. Boy Yuan, it seems that you like eating chicken butts very much. It's okay. A hundred people say that it's too much. I'm more generous. The mansion trial is over later. I'll buy it in the roast chicken shop for you!" Liang Rulin smiled wickedly and took a sip of the wine gourd's mouth, and finally shook it, saying a pun, "Oh! I really have no wine (save)..."

After another half a quarter of an hour, a golden light of holy power finally shot out from the examination room. The nine tripods roared and vibrated, and the pasted scriptures in the test papers were answered one by one.

Four hundred...

Four hundred and fifty...

A total of five hundred roads!

There were five hundred full-length papers that were pasted. Although it was nearly a quarter of an hour later than Ji Yu's, it was also five hundred full-length papers that were pasted.

"By the way! By the way! It's all right again... Could this be the test paper of Su Case Head, right? Although it's a quarter of an hour later than Mr. Ji's, it's all right after all!"

"Well! Apart from Su Case Leader, I guess no one can have this strength anymore, right?"

...

This 500-fold scripture-posting test paper once again made the onlookers' interest. However, when the name of the Holy Power was finally condensed, almost everyone was stunned.

That's right, the name of the test paper is still not Su Lin, but Hong Liyu. The Nine Ding Light Curtain absorbed the name of Shengli. Although Hong Liyu had 500 scriptures, it was half a quarter of an hour later than Ji Yu, so he could only rank second and fall behind Ji Yu.

"Hong Liyu? Who is this Hong Liyu?"

"Yes! Why have you never heard of such a genius child in Jian'an Mansion?"

"The head of Su's case has not submitted the papers, but Hong Liyu has already submitted the papers, and it's all right..."

...

The people did not know the origin of Hong Liyu, but the students in the palace were not unfamiliar with Hong Liyu at all. They had seen Hong Liyu climbing a hundred-stage staircase, so there was no surprise at all that Hong Liyu answered five hundred ways to post scriptures.

"It's indeed Hong Liyu. It seems that Su Lin is not as irresistible as we imagined. After all, knowledge and thoughts still need to be accumulated and mastered step by step."

Although he said this, Fang Hui, the juren, was even more disappointed in his heart, which was disappointment with Su Lin. The disappointment with Su Lin, the imaginary enemy. The stronger the enemy, the more it could inspire his thoughts and fighting spirit. But now he found that Su Lin was not as powerful as he imagined. He immediately felt relieved.

"Haha! Mr. Liang, the second test paper that was posted correctly is still not Su Lin's. It seems that this time, you will always be able to eat one hundred chicken butts! You are not allowed to cheat!"

The happiest thing at this time was the prefect Yuan Tianzhang. A prefect was so excited that he danced with joy and muttered, "No! No! Such a great thing, we must report all the tribe members of our Yuan family to let them see, the old man who bullied our Yuan family for decades has been overwhelmed..."

"Go away... The villain is successful, boy Yuan, look at your virtue. Isn't it just a hundred chicken butts? I like to eat chicken butts the most, don't you know? The meat on the chicken butt is the most fragrant!" Liang Rulin glanced at Yuan Tianzhang with disdain.

At this time, in the examination room, Hong Liyu, who had just submitted the test paper, immediately knew from the feedback from Jiuding's Holy Power that he had corrected all five hundred scriptures, but he ranked second, under Ji Yu.

"Sure enough, the first person to submit the test paper was Ji Yu. There were too many 500 scriptures. Su Lin was admitted to Tongsheng. It was impossible for me to read the whole book since I was a child, and there were so many holy characters and Wenbao to help me. Su Lin, you must come on!" Hong Liyu looked at the direction where Su Lin was and frowned nervously. He was looking forward to seeing Su Lin hand in the paper, and a holy power test paper flew out.

"Huh? The second one who handed in the paper was also 500 times? And... it wasn't Su Lin?"

Ji Yu, who was waiting in the examination room, also received information about the light curtain ranking feedback from Jiuding. He was immediately disappointed. He originally thought that Su Lin would be his strong opponent in this mansion test, but now it seems that he overestimated Su Lin's strength.

"Hong Liyu! Is Hong Daru's grandson? I have some skills, but this time, the three items of the mansion test are: the posting of scriptures, poetry and mo's meaning. Only Su Lin may beat me in poetry and mo's meaning. If the posting of scriptures and mo's meaning is better than these children who grew up in the pass, wouldn't my more than two years of experience outside the pass be wasted?"

Ji Yu looked at Su Lin’s location with some disappointment, laughed and said, “Brother Su! It seems that I will definitely win this mansion test!”

At this time, Su Lin wrote quickly and had just finished writing 450 titles of the scriptures, and found that the direction Hong Liyu was also handed in.

"Li Yu has handed over the paper?"

After a pause, Su Lin looked at the holy power test paper in front of him, and suddenly his eyes flashed. There was a strange sense of awareness in Zhihai, "No! Wait... There seems to be something wrong. Why did the imperial examination in the temple arrange so many 500 scriptures? Ordinary children cannot complete it in a limited time?"

When he got the test paper, Su Lin did not consider this question, but seized the time to answer the questions. But now that the first and second were handed in, Su Lin breathed a sigh of relief and was thinking about this question on the other hand. Why did the Temple set up so many 500 scriptures in the imperial examination?

"If you want to examine Tong Sheng's knowledge and memorials, and to explore the expo of hundreds of classics, one or two hundred is enough. But why do you have to set five hundred, which is far beyond the limit that ordinary Tong Sheng can write? Even if the pen tip is not stopped for a moment, it will be difficult to completely answer..."

Three ways of thinking, start thinking about this issue from different perspectives.

"If you write the five hundred scriptures in Wenbao's brush and ink, it will be difficult to finish it in time... and the test paper is condensed with holy power, not ordinary paper, then... Could it be that... the original intention of the temple is not to let the candidates write the scriptures in Wenbao's brush and ink, but..."

Su Lin looked at the last remaining fifty holy powers titles, and suddenly, the ice of thought in Zhihai exploded with a loud bang, thinking about the last sentence that the saint Confucius said to him when he was opening up Zhihai, "Where you think you can do anything."

"I understand! Thought, this is a world of thought. Because the children in the county test have not yet opened up the sea of ​​wisdom, it is difficult for them to use their thoughts, so they answer the scriptures with pen and ink. But now, Tong Sheng can already use his thoughts well. The test questions of the scriptures are still composed of holy power. Isn't this clearly asking us to answer them with our thoughts?"

After understanding this, Su Lin waved the Wenbao brush in his hand without hesitation. The holy power surged, and with a wave of his pen, he erased all the four hundred and fifty answers that he had answered before.

After finally writing the four hundred and fifty scriptures that had been written for half an hour, they were wiped out by Su Lin with holy power, and the entire holy power test paper was as blank as if it had just been issued.

"The Five Hundred Paths of Sutras are not answered with the pen and ink saint, but with thoughts. Only when the thinking is fast can you answer the Five Hundred Paths of Sutras in a short time..."

Su Lin's three ideological powers were immersed in the holy power test paper. Ice, water, fog, all thoughts and thoughts started to flow wildly, and within every breath, they answered a hundred scriptures correctly.

Five hundred scriptures were posted, but in no time, Su Lin had already answered all of them. He immediately shook his arms and submitted the Holy Power Test Paper. The Holy Power Test Paper soared into the sky. The golden light was more dazzling than Ji Yu and Hong Liyu's previous ones. The nine giant tripods at the front of the government office were so loud that they trembled up and down. Liang Rulin, who was sitting on one of them, accidentally fell down. (To be continued...)

ps: Second update! Sorry, because of the luck recommended by this book, I can’t help but pass on negative energy to everyone! Duanmu Ci was indeed a little overthinking just now, so I was excited! However, seeing everyone’s support for Duanmu Ci, the monthly ticket increased by 20 instantly, Duanmu is really grateful!

For readers who support me, Duanmu Ci wants to say that the bad luck in the future is what? The previous achievements of "Confucianism" are undeniable. They can be said to be a use of the trend and a hero to create a trend! The achievements of "Confucianism" are not as good as imagined. Perhaps I have been in the shadow of the excellent achievements of "Confucianism and Taoism".
Chapter completed!