Chapter 2582 Just Remember One Thing
This doesn’t work either!
Dou Zhao's eyes were as bright as a knife, and he opened the old man's body. Wherever he passed, people and gods made changes.
Everyone might be thinking, or they might just be silent. In short, no one caught Dou Zhao's gaze. He cut the wind and leaves all the way, and finally landed on Qin Zhizhen, who closed the door casually.
Qin Zhizhen did not smile triumphantly, although he wanted to laugh a little.
He has a stable character, and his emotions and anger are invisible. He caught Dou Zhao's gaze steadily and moved forward without hesitation.
The black clothes on his body were like iron clothes, neat and cold. The shadow of Emperor Yama held in the palm of his hand received a mysterious light source, shrouding him in a layer of faint, noble light.
He put this hand behind his back, pressed the other hand on the handle of the knife, and slowly... walked forward.
Don't be surprised by favors and humiliations, and hold your head high.
"Our Great Qin Empire has always attached great importance to cultural governance. Qin was reading scriptures at the age of three and enlightened with "The Collection of Jingxu Xiang'er"..."
He was thinking and talking. After all, the distance was too short. He only said this and walked to the screen wall.
The advantage of choosing your words carefully is that you don’t have to worry about being slapped in the face. Before he could ridicule, he had already grasped the complexity of this essay question - it would take three to five hours to write this article. If considering perfection and having to revise and polish it repeatedly, it would take eight hours. Time goes up. Taking into account the situation of missed pens and incorrect interpretations...
If only Gan Changan was here! That guy's writing is brilliant, and he can write down the people who asked the questions to death.
He thought of a very wonderful sentence, but did not say it - "Everyone looks at the ocean and sighs, but I am happy to see the hunter."
"It seems that this question is not difficult?" Dou Zhao asked at the right time.
Qin Zhizhen grinned and smiled brightly: "Why, is it difficult for a cabinet member?"
Douzhao nodded generously: "It's a little more complicated than pressing you to the ground and beating you."
Qin Zhizhen said: "So you don't know how."
"Don't just talk." Dou Zhao raised his chin and motioned for him to solve the problem.
Qin Zhizhen strode forward, and when he was about to hit the screen wall, he raised his hand and tore it apart——
【Refining the Void】!
There is a gap in the void, as if a door has been opened to the screen wall. The entire sight range is filled with trembling spatial light.
He walked straight in, the void rippled like water, and the screen wall stood up as new.
Dou Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to curse but afraid that he wouldn't hear.
Is moving out of the examination room and leaving through the back door also called problem solving? This is how the Qin Empire placed great emphasis on culture and governance! ? Really Xidi!
"It can be passed like this, but if we don't solve this problem, the problem will always exist, and it is difficult to say that it will not affect the subsequent development..." Huang Sheli walked forward: "Leave it to me."
As she spoke, she was filled with a brilliant light that bloomed like a lotus flower.
There was a faint shadow of a bodhi tree floating on her fluttering yellow robe.
The thunder sound tower is hidden in the eyes, and the Bodhi tree is opened in the heart.
At this time, they had realized that Shushan's decision to ask Zhao Wuyan to replace Zhong Xuanyin was not unreasonable. Perhaps he had calculated something and planned to ask Zhao Wuyan to solve the problem in a similar situation... but it was not necessary.
Everyone gathered together today. Taixu Pavilion has Taixu Pavilion’s way of doing things and does not need anyone’s arrangements.
The yellow relic has not yet officially awakened to the state of enlightenment. Just by arousing [Bodhi], inspiration has appeared frequently, and thoughts have surged. The hidden links in this Mo Mingxiong's essay almost jumped out to her one by one.
But there was something in white clothes that had already passed her.
"Why is it so complicated?"
Zhongxuan Zun smiled casually and walked to the text screen wall with a moon wheel knife in his hand, his big sleeves fluttering.
Everyone was waiting for his good article, and he did raise his sword, but it was just a stroke——
In an instant, the light of the sword is like cutting through snow!
Huang Sheli thought he was going to smash the screen wall directly. He didn't know whether to scold him for his recklessness or praise his grace. I feel stupid at the same time, and I feel really handsome at the same time. Under the Bodhi tree, I still feel complicated.
But after the sword light passed by, everything in front of him was empty!
There are two thousand three hundred and sixty-one words on the screen, like heavy snow falling in the air.
Suddenly the snow fell and the words were written again.
It’s still the same words, but it has turned into a completely different article, and it happens to be an almost perfect response to the previous article.
Each word is formed into steps, forming an arch bridge. Clear water flows under the bridge.
It turns out that the solution to this question also has this key requirement - the answer is framed in the question. It must not only analyze the meaning of the text, not only the context, but also use a combination of these words to respond to another combination.
I am afraid that only Zhong Xuanzun, who can cut off the madness with one glance, can directly reveal those obscure text traps and point his sword at the final answer.
The wall of words illuminates the wall and turns into an arch bridge of words, spanning the river of time.
Pedestrians can come and go on the bridge.
"Great article!" Jiang Wang was tired of waiting and praised sincerely: "Brother Chongxuan lifts his sword like a poem, he is really a scholar!"
Zhong Xuanzun casually grasped the long sword and turned it into moonlight. He stepped onto the arch bridge lightly. Hearing such praise, he shook his head: "It's neat, but not perfect enough."
"This article could have had a more exciting discussion, but the person who wrote the topic used self-righteous so-called ingenuity to frame the response in these words."
He sighed softly: "It's more important than the ax and the chisel, and it's less important than the spiritual energy. This is also a common problem of Qinku Academy."
Jiang Wang stopped talking.
Everyone crossed the bridge in silence.
After walking across the stone bridge, there is snow. There is a bamboo forest on the vast snow, and there is Qin Zhizhen's back.
This guy was probably a little embarrassed, squatting there alone and doing something busy.
The snow here greatly suppresses the five senses. Even with Jiang Wang's eyesight, he can only see vaguely——
Qin Zhizhen seemed to be erecting some kind of monument, and was carving it out carefully with the ink knife.
It makes people feel heavy...could it be for someone to build a tomb and engrave a monument?
In the entire Qinku Academy, there is no one else who has this kind of friendship with Qin Zhizhen...
"What are you doing?" Dou Zhao raised his feet and walked over. He stood behind Qin Zhizhen, half-bent down, and looked at his carvings. His tone was obviously relaxed: "You can just practice all the way to the end! With Da Qin Imperial Wenzhi, are you still waiting for us here in person?”
Qin Zhizhen did not look back or reply, and said very seriously: "This bamboo forest in the snow is a very complicated seal. I am trying to crack it."
"I understand." Dou Zhao nodded: "The void is also sealed!"
No one said anything, after all, it was enough for Dou Zhao to scold Qin Zhizhen.
Qin Zhizhen couldn't scold Douzhao, and he was somewhat unreasonable, so he simply said nothing and focused on solving the blockade of the town.
When I thought of Douzhao, who was helpless, crossing the text screen in such a graceful way, I felt that the sounds in my ears were just the buzzing of flies, which was very powerless.
After scolding for a while, Jiang Wang stood up: "I want to say something fair——"
"Minister Qin is busy with business. If you have anything to argue about, why can't you wait out?" He was compassionate and sincere, and his Buddha nature came out: "You must put the overall situation first, Brother Dou!"
Dou Zhao's teeth were itching with hatred. If he hadn't put the overall situation first, Tianxiao would have cut him off already, okay? Cut off Jiang and Qin together. Look who is still pretending to be a good person here!
But Jiang Wang winked at him, and thinking of this man's contribution to his sword skills in the past year, he turned away temporarily.
Jiang Wang stepped forward and squatted down with Qin Zhizhen: "You're welcome."
Qin Zhizhen reacted and said, "Thank you!"
Jiang Wang observed the Fengzhen in front of him and asked, "Are you familiar with Zhenhou?"
"I'm asking... how is your relationship?"
"Forget it, can you get him out of the Immortal Palace of Karma?"
"Ah?" Qin Zhizhen finally turned around.
"...You can continue your research." Jiang Wang pushed his head back.
Qin Zhizhen finally finished the Zhenxuan stele he had just written. The diction is concise, the argument is rigorous, and the writing style is very rich. It is a praise and admiration for the Diligent Academy, and a response to the mighty literary spirit in this period of history. ——
Then he smashed the monument into the snow like a heavy sword!
The chill is like hanging clouds.
Above the faint clouds, you can see the mirage of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
The wind blows, the snow falls, and the bamboo forest turns green.
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"The pen is hidden in the bamboo, the paper is hidden in the snow, the literary spirit is the inkstone, and the order of time and space is maintained." Qin Zhizhen's voice became more and more serious: "I guessed it right, this is indeed the famous work of Dean Zuo Qiuwu... …[Liuyaoshanheban]! It’s just covered up with a lot of literary energy.”
"After a long time of fussing, you just understood the question." Dou Zhao turned his head in disbelief: "Then you have been pretending to be here for a long time. Who are you paralyzing? Your teammates?"
I can do it too.
"The process of sealing a town is profound and profound. We must first determine it before we can solve it." Qin Zhizhen said slowly: "If you don't even understand this, don't discuss it with me."
Dou Zhao is an arrogant person, but he will not mess around.
He believed that the knife could solve everything, but when Zhong Xuanyin's life and death were unknown, that was really not a good choice.
Qin Zhizhen laughed at him in Feng Town. He will definitely have to study hard and practice hard when he returns. But at this time he just grinned: "Then how long do you want?"
Qin Zhizhen calculated carefully: "Three days."
He has indeed dabbled in everything and knows a bit about everything. In addition to reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship and perfecting the Heavenly Mansion, he also masters a lot of knowledge from hundreds of schools of thought. But after all, you can’t be perfect at everything.
Writing articles is a bit lacking in spirit, but it is better to be steady. Yu Fengzhen has a very solid foundation, but it lacks some height.
After all, it was Zuo Qiuwu who wrote "My View on the Evolution of Ancient Sealing Techniques". This great master has deep insights into ancient sealing techniques, and is one of the few masters of sealing in the modern era. The sealing he created is not that easy to break.
"It is indeed a six-line ban on mountains and rivers. To solve this blockade, the most important thing is to understand which section of mountains and rivers it transports, and then dismantle it appropriately. This is a ban issue, a historical issue, and a political discussion issue..." The play Gui spoke at this time: "If I work with the Qin cabinet members and work together, we should be able to shorten this time to one and a half days. It would be good for the Chongxuan cabinet members to make the final political remarks."
Legalists always have some experience with prohibition. If you don't know how to play drama, you can be considered a master.
"Ahem!" Jiang Wang cleared his throat: "I do know something about the town closure."
Dou Zhao raised his eyebrows——
Who asked him?
While he was speaking, Zhenhe Zhenjun had already walked into the bamboo forest, stepping on the snow with his light boots, leaving a long series of clear footprints, like traces of history.
Thanks to Qin Zhizhen's preliminary work, standing on the foreheads of his colleagues, he can see the problem clearly. During this period of time, Jiang Wang had a relatively deep understanding of this "Six Yao Mountains and Rivers Forbidden".
If one were to follow the standard solution and slowly dismantle the details of the lockdown like Tong Ju Kui and Qin Zhizhen, maybe breaking the lockdown in a day and a half would indeed be the limit.
But he had a different solution -
The six-line mountain and river ban focuses on the mountains and rivers.
Just like a blue bird flying through the forest, his figure can only be seen in a glimpse. The fluttering corners of his clothes brought the wind, and when the eight winds moved, the bamboo forest swayed wildly.
Like a complex book, it was picked up and the dust was shaken off.
But it stopped for a moment.
Because there were nine ancient stone bridges that had appeared above the bamboo forest, suppressing the forest, making the wind stop and the snow warm.
The nine towns of the Changhe River, breaking the ban with the ban!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The deep earth seemed to be a dragon turning over.
This snowy land was originally a gathering place for literary energy, and it exploded because of the suppression of the ban. The literary energy was lingering in the sky, and there was a faint picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Jiang Wang stepped on the leaves in the bamboo forest, strolling among the green shadows... and drew his sword!
The green bamboos were all open, and they all became green slips. They flew around Jiang Wang. On the green slips, words appeared because of the washing of literary energy. The characters and customs described in these words are truly clear.
The terrifying power of [Six Yao Mountain and River Ban] was fully released at this point.
But at the same time, a green giant tripod rose across the sky, and the so-called thousands of miles of mountains and rivers turned out to be like a roll of curtain, with only a pattern printed on the body of the tripod.
Use the Nine Towns Stone Bridge to suppress the changes of the six Yaos, and use the Qingtian Sword Tripod to carry the mountains and rivers. Observing the ban is like observing the patterns on the palm, and breaking the ban is even easier.
Where is the mountain and river carrying the Qingding, who is the six Yao counting the nine towns!
Jiang Wang put away his sword and hung it on his waist——
The world was quiet for a while.
His left hand stretched horizontally in the air and grabbed the scroll of green bamboo slips.
The bamboo forest was gone, and the green shirt was in the snow.
Boom boom boom!
Only then did the vast snow fall.
The literary spirit of thousands of years is like a huge avalanche!
Everyone was silent, carefully feeling these surging literary spirits, and experiencing the bitter literary spirit of the world's first academy. The changes of the Diligent Academy, the story of the Diligent Academy, these literary styles are not directly described, but they are more or less contaminated.
The eyes of the gods, the thoughts of cutting off delusions, the beginning and the end...
Different but all the top pupil techniques in the world, the eyes cut this world into details, nothing can be hidden.
At this time, this world is different.
How can it be boundless? Not far ahead is the mottled wall of the academy. The so-called bamboo forest is only more than ten bamboos.
There is a moon gate on the wall, and behind the gate is a warm spring scene.
When the snow melts here, you can see a person leaning against the moon gate.
The man had an ordinary appearance, dressed in the clothes of a scholar, with a long sword hanging from a bamboo sheath, leaning against the door without moving, as if he was sleeping in a dream, and he didn't know how many years had passed...
He was old, his eyebrows and hair were covered with frost, his blood was weak, but the outline of his eyebrows and eyes vaguely looked familiar... It was the [Yixinjian] who practiced sword in the bamboo forest back then, Cui Yigeng who "practiced sword until the first watch every day"!
A spring breeze blew in a trance, and the warmth filled his face. He slowly raised his trembling eyelids and opened his eyes. The snow in his eyes had been swept away, and he became firm in an instant. The scattered eyes were like countless iron filings that quickly gathered into a stubborn sword. With his unique sharpness and tenacity, he looked at the old scenery again--
Then he saw... the eight people from Taixu Pavilion.
At that time, there was a huge snow avalanche in the sky, and the disintegrating literary spirit was like a tiger and a dragon. The whistling sound was very close, and the roar was deafening.
Jiang Wang, who I had seen in person many years ago, held a green tablet in his hand, a long sword hanging from his waist, and stood in the front.
Afterwards, some squatted, some stood, some walked, some stopped. They were all famous people, each with their own unique style... They all looked up.
The wind and snow were far away.
The story seemed to have happened yesterday.
Cui Yigeng was struck by lightning. He opened his mouth and tears flowed from his eyes.
Thanks to the book friend "Chichu Yuan" for becoming the leader of this book! This is the 860th alliance of Chixin Tianxun!