Eight Magical Techniques of Yin and Yang of the Bright Moon in Qin Dynasty

Chapter 157: The Confucian Audition for Yin and Yang Shaoshi!
In the courtyard, Ye Shang sat in the gazebo, sipping tea in a cup, enjoying a pleasant leisure time.

At this moment, little Lolita Ayan ran over quickly on short legs, and shouted: "Master, mother has sent a letter!"

As soon as the words fell, he came to Ye Yan and shook the letter in his hand vigorously.

Ye Yan took the letter and glanced at it with a light smile. Jing Xi returned to Qi State a few months ago and left her daughter in his care.

This was the first letter I had received in several months, so it was no wonder the little girl was so excited.

At this moment, Ah Yan hesitated a little, and then said: "Master, I miss my mother, can I go and see her?"

Hearing this, Ye Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you have joined my sect, you can't leave casually."

Hearing this, the look of anticipation in Little Lolita's eyes couldn't help being extinguished, she could only lower her head and say, "Oh..."

Seeing him so lost, Ye Yan couldn't help shaking his head and said: "Forget it, I will accompany you for a walk as a teacher, and I will not be an example."

Hearing this, Ah Yan's face immediately showed surprise, and he raised his hand to give the former a big hug, and smiled happily: "Master is the best!"

Ye Yan smiled lightly and said, "Get ready, we will leave in two days."

"Uh-huh!"

The little guy nodded again and again, and then went to pack his clothes with joy.

"After all, I'm still a child..."

Seeing the other party's cheering appearance, Ye Yan smiled and said, he still loves this little apprentice very much.

But even if there is no such thing, he plans to visit Confucianism in a few days. Now that the business in various countries is getting bigger and bigger, the next step is to completely connect the business routes of Qi, Zhao, and Han.

At that time, the prototype of the business empire I am planning can be finalized...

A few days later, Ye Yan took little Lolita and set off together, riding the Ruhua brand four-wheel drive walking towards the Eastern Qilu Land.Finally, after a few days, they came to Songhai City.

After sending the little apprentice to the startling salamander, Ye Yan followed his memory and headed towards the Little Sage's Village. After passing through the downtown area and a mountain road, he finally arrived at the destination of the trip.

However, looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Yan said in his heart: "This scene is really spectacular..."

At this time, there was only a sea of ​​people in sight, and the dense flow of people blocked the entire road. There were at least two to 3000 people in sight alone.

All kinds of chariots and horses are parked around, making the surrounding area impenetrable.

After some inquiring, I found out that these days just coincided with the triennial admissions election of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, and these people all brought their children to participate in the audition.

Ye Yan couldn't help clicking his tongue, and then his figure flickered past the crowd, quickly shuttled through the crowd with his nimble body skills, and soon crossed the periphery and came to the front of the villa.

At this time, many teenagers waiting for the assessment were all quietly outside the door. Although they were very impatient, they did not dare to make any noise.

You must know that Confucianism is the most important etiquette. Even after waiting for a long time, no one dares to lose their temper here.There was a guy who was cursing before, and he was expelled directly, and his qualification to participate in the assessment was revoked.

Even those noble children don't have the qualifications and courage to run wild in this kind of place.Otherwise, a sentence from Confucianism can cut off their future official careers.

Although it sounds exaggerated, there is no need to doubt it.In the land of Qilu, Little Shengxian Village definitely has energy beyond imagination.

At this moment, the closed door of the villa finally opened slowly.Immediately afterwards, dozens of young men came out of the manor.

Everyone was wearing Confucian uniforms similar to this style, with serious expressions and decent manners. They were obviously authentic Confucian disciples.

The leader looked at the densely packed crowd and said, "Today is the last day for Confucian school enrollment, and I will conduct the initial screening for you next.

Anyone who is qualified can enter the Xiaoshengxian Village to wait for the next assessment, while those who are not selected can only leave temporarily, and Confucianism will recruit students again after three years.

Wait, do you understand? "

Hearing this, everyone below hurriedly cupped their hands and responded, "No!"

Immediately afterwards, the audition began. Under the supervision of many Confucian disciples, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Ye Yuan stood aside, looking at the densely packed crowd below, sizing up with interest.

The first round of assessment is actually not difficult, as long as you have a certain literary foundation, are familiar with Confucian classics, and correctly understand the meaning of them.

But even so, there is still not one out of ten who can pass this first round.After all, most of these students are teenagers, and many of them are children under ten years old.

Every year, many people want to send their children to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, but most of the students who can be selected are from rich or noble families.

The reality is far more cruel than imagined. After all, in this era, it is good for those lower class people to have enough to eat. How can they have the money to teach their children to read and write?
And Confucianism's assessment is also very strict, at least one in a hundred. In this case, it is natural that those who have received a good education since childhood have a greater chance.

The starting line at the beginning is not at the same level, so there is no comparison.It would be truly unfair to deliberately choose people from poor families out of compassion.

At this moment, Ye Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and his patrolling eyes paused for a moment, and his eyes stayed on a child.

In the corner of the crowd, stood a boy who looked about six or seven years old, wearing a shabby sackcloth, looked thin and weak, but his facial features were handsome and correct, and his blue hair was even more eye-catching.

At this time, he was looking longingly at the teenagers who were being assessed. As a homeless wanderer, he also hoped to be able to eat, clothe, study and study.

But a person like him is not qualified to ask for such extravagant things...

At this moment, his palm shook slightly, and there was a little girl beside him.

The girl looked only about two or three years old, with more conspicuous purple hair, and a pair of big eyes with grape-like purple pupils, very beautiful.

I saw him with a dazed and timid expression on his face, his small body clinging tightly to the young man's side, holding the former's palm firmly, as if only in this way could he feel more stable in his heart.

Looking at this little girl, Ye Yan couldn't help but his expression changed, and a beautiful figure with a light veil brushing his face appeared in his mind, and he whispered to himself: "This is, Shao Siming..."

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