The young man who appeared at the door had a figure similar to Jiang Yifan. If he was placed in the southerners, he was just a medium-sized one in the north. However, his dress was completely different from Jiang Yifan's Confucian scholars' dress - he wore a tiger-skin hat on his head, a tiger-skin shawl on his waist, and a tiger-skin skirt on his waist. The materials for these three clothes were made by him who caught a South China tiger in the deep mountains, and then brought it home. After taking it home, he made it by Su Mei. If you look at this outfit alone, you would not look like the legendary talented Youxi? You are clearly a hunter who has just come down from the mountain! However, the hunter should be holding a hunting fork instead of wearing a sword on his waist. The eyes of ordinary hunters would probably not be as elegant as the young man in front of him.

This young man is Li Yanzhi, who is eighteen years old.

When he was six or seven years old, he often hid in the house or under the shade of a tree to study and learn calligraphy, and was able to keep his hygiene, so he developed a white and tender face in one or two years. When neighbors saw him, they joked that he was not like the son of a miner. But ten years later, when people in Youxi called him a talented man, he often trained and marched under the scorching sun and showed off his bronze color. How could he look like the legendary gentleman?

After entering the door, Li Yanzhi glared at Jiang Yifan fiercely, untied his sword, threw it to him, and went straight into the house, took the tea served by the servant, rinsed his mouth, and the servant presented another cup of strong tea.

Jiang Yifan was usually careless, but in fact he was still a little afraid of Li Yanzhi. Seeing that he was not good-looking, he stood by him and did not dare to speak. Li Yanzhi ignored him and asked Feng Qi, "Is there an urgent matter here or something wrong?"

Feng Qi said: "No."

Li Yan said straight: "Okay, I'll go to the bathing and changing clothes first, then go to the blog hall to meet the Supreme Saint and Master, and then talk about the Grand Competition." The so-called Grand Competition is a provincial examination.

Feng Qi suddenly said: "Sanshe, is this competition really necessary? Many of the things we are doing now, even if we are a Jinshi, may not be able to do it! The benefits we bring to the local people are even better than many officials! Is it worth it to squeeze out so much time every year to review those texts that are useless?"

"We have done a lot of things." Li Yan said straight: "But our career is about to reach a bottleneck now! Many things can be done but dare not do! Therefore, our influence is always local, not because we cannot cross the border and leave the province, but because we dare not. Why not? Because we are afraid! We can show our strength in Youxi, and we can try our best in Fujian, but if we put it in the whole world, our strength is nothing! In Beijing, there are countless people who can kill us with two fingers! Even in Fujian, we always have tails to be together! Do you want us to be like this forever? At least I don't want this! If we want to go to the next level, we must have a fame as a protective umbrella! I am sure to win this Juren! If you can get the Jinshi, it would be better!" He looked at Feng Qi and said: "You have always had a good vision. You shouldn't even have this foresight?"

Feng Qi lowered his head and said, "I know it would be better to have a fame and fortune in my body. But I have had a lot of contact with the officialdom in the past two years, and I feel that it is dark and deep. Even the Bodhisattvas who have entered have to get out of their hearts to stand firm! I have not seen any of them cleanly inside. So I am worried..."

Without further ado, Li Yan said directly: "Are you worried that I will corrupt if I enter?"

Feng Qi said: "Yes. I think it's actually good for us now. Although many things are limited by conditions and cannot be done or the fundamentals of the system, I can still do my best to the things around me. So I think it would be great as long as I continue to keep it, work hard little by little, and change it little by little."

Li Yanzhi shook his head and smiled, but the laughter was not happy. Instead, he denied: "You are wrong! Our career is now like sailing against the current level. If you don't advance, you will retreat! Over the years, we have tried our best to keep a low profile. We have to pull a large group of people to avoid being told about how much industry we have for the same benefit. Even so, it has caused jealousy among many people. Although this jealousy has not yet erupted, it is because people are waiting for us to show weakness! So we not only cannot show weakness, but also continue to make progress! In this way, others dare not touch us easily!" Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head and sighed, "As for worrying about being corrupted after entering the officialdom, I have also told someone... But don't worry, I am not someone else, I am Li Yanzhi! Even if I pass the Jinshi and become an official, I am still Li Yanzhi! This will not change!"

Feng Qi stopped saying anything, just nodded.

Someone had already arranged hot water there. Two maids with a good appearance and figure were not yet on the verge of 10 years old and had a good appearance and figure. The three of them were naked in the bucket. The two maids washed the dirt for Li Yanzhi. Li Yan closed his eyes and let them rub their whole body up and down inside and out. Because the imperial examination was approaching, there were a lot of energy and they didn't have the intention to focus on other things.

After bathing, he shaved the scoundrel on his face, changed into a Confucian uniform, combed his hair and wore a crown. In this way, except for the bronze skin, the aura of the warrior was exhausted and he became a gentle Confucian scholar.

Although Sanhe Pavilion is three buildings, it belongs to the same family, so there are two secret doors between the three Pavilions. Li Yanzhi took Feng Qi, who was also bathed in a fresh manner. Jiang Yifan walked through the secret door and came to the back hall of the Blog Museum, bowed under the plaque "The Master of the World", and prayed: "Master, your descendants are better than ethics. Eight out of ten disciples and disciples who have been passed down are all benevolence and righteousness, and beasts are actually! Now we will go deep into the mud to get rid of filth and criticism for Master! Simply praying, not for the sake of blessings of gods, but for the sake of our ambitions, we will express our ambitions to strengthen our behavior!" As he said that, he gave a great gift and went to a side room in the Bowen Pavilion, and sat down to ask Feng Qi: "Is the exam time set?"

Feng Qi said: "It's decided. Still as the case is: the first game of the ninth day of the lunar month, the second game on the twelfth day, and the third game on the 15th."

In the Ming Dynasty, the provincial examinations were divided into three categories: the first test was the eight-legged essay, using classics to explain the subtle words of sages, and writing seven-part eight-legged essays; the second test was the one, and the five-legged essays were selected as one, which was to use today's words to test the writing of official documents; the third test was the countermeasures, similar to questions about questions and answers, and the content could be to ask questions about classics and history, or current affairs. The policy theory did not advocate literary talent, and required answers based on reality, and avoid using empty sentences to make excuses.

However, this is only a regulation. In actual circumstances, the first eight-legged essay is the first eight-legged essay, and in the first game, it only focuses on "first art" - that is, the first of the seven eight-legged essays. If the first eight-legged essay is well written, the following procedures are enough as long as they can pass. On the contrary, if the "first art" is not well done, then no matter how good the following article is, the exam will be suspended. Because the content of "first art" is very narrow, if you want to pass the imperial examination, you don't have to truly integrate it. The most important thing is to read some model essays that become standard answers and make your writing and these rotten articles seem to be vaguely like it, and you may be in high school.

When Li Yanzhi first heard about this, he often sighed that the eight-legged exam was no different from the civil service exam in later generations. He still did not ask about real talent and knowledge. As long as you buy a few books of past years, cook it and swallow it in your stomach, you can go to the exam. As for whether you can win the final election, it will basically depend on your on-site performance and your own luck. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!