This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 458: How can you be so worthy as Hai Wuyang?

The crowd surged.

Lu Yuanzhi and Li Jin walked into the courtyard together.

Soon they arrived at a very open place.

This is the venue where students in the college usually take walks, study and communicate.

Almost every year, Qinghe Academy organizes activities for students at festivals, either for them to gather to appreciate flowers or to study poetry together. As time went by, the academy had a place like this.

If it happens to be the time to recruit new members, this place will also be used to hold a recruitment meeting.

The place was not too big, but at a quick glance Lu Yuanzhi thought it was at least as big as two football fields.

After all, Qinghe Academy is a national academy, and it is much more luxurious than academies in other places in every aspect.

Entering through the gate, you can see a huge statue of a Confucian and Taoist saint standing there.

Almost all the top students in the world flocked in.

Looking around, there are probably no less than three thousand people.

This is just the number of students.

There were countless noble sons and officials who came to join in the fun.

There were also some gangsters and peddlers, filling the entire conference hall.

Fortunately it’s not raining today.

Otherwise, this event would be completed even if we were soaked to the skin.

Lu Yuanzhi was free, so he took Li Jin to find a place with a pretty good location. After sitting down, he looked towards the venue.

The number of people dispatched by Qinghe Academy this time is very large.

The leader among them is Bai Hezhi, the current president of Qinghe Academy and the leader of Confucian and Taoist scholars in the world.

Having not seen him for many days, Lu Yuanzhi looked at him again and found that Old Deng was still the same as before, with white hair and a youthful face, and full of energy.

At this time, Bai Hezhi was sitting elegantly in a pavilion far away, surrounded by several people.

There were no less than thirty people sitting in the pavilion, each of them was an old but dignified person with profound knowledge of Confucianism and Taoism.

There were about three thousand students gathered on the stage, all standing in front of the pavilion, looking at the thirty old men in the pavilion with admiration.

But among these thirty old men, there was one figure that stood out particularly.

It was Lu Yuanzhi's cousin, Hai Wuyang, the leader of the younger generation of Qinghe Academy.

At this time, Hai Wuyang was kneeling in front of the white and brown judge with a calm face. He didn't care about those old scholars at all. He was neither humble nor arrogant when communicating with them and was not at all stage-frightened.

Just based on this demeanor, it is understandable that Hai Wuyang can be awarded the title of the younger generation.

What's more, he was the top scholar of the previous session, and he was the incarnation of Wenquxing.

He almost took the limelight to death.

Not to mention the men among those sitting in the audience, just the women, there was not a single one who did not have a fluttering look on her face when she saw Hai Wuyan.

In fact, in Beijing, a saying has been circulating for some time.

The ideal husbands are only Hai Jia Zhuangyuan and Lu Beiguo.

Duke Lu Yuanzhi of the Northern Kingdom, at the age of only twenty, had already reached the highest position among the officials and became the God of War of Dayong.

But unfortunately, she was already taken and was not someone that those noble girls could covet.

The other is Hai Wuyang, a talented scholar from Qinghe Academy, the top scholar chosen by the late emperor.

The portraits of these two people alone were sold out by all the talented women or unmarried girls in the capital.

Lu Yuanzhi is fine, after all, he is married.

But Hai Wuyang is different. He is only nineteen years old, still unmarried, with extraordinary bearing and looks that make people unable to take their eyes off him.

Therefore, he has become a rich husband in the eyes of the girls in Beijing.

There was even a girl who said: If I could become a family with Hai Wuyang in this life, I could raise my head and become a ghost when I return to my hometown after I die.

Of course, these are just rumors. Although Lu Yuanzhi has heard them, he did not take them to heart.

Under Lu Yuanzhi's gaze, a person slowly walked out of the pavilion.

It was none other than Bai Hezhi, the current president of Qinghe Academy.

At this time, Bai Hezhi had a serious look on his face as he looked at the two or three thousand students from all over Dayong standing in front of the pavilion.

The moment he appeared, everyone's eyes turned to him eagerly.

The students standing in front of the pavilion also quieted down.

"You have all come from all over the country and have worked hard to recruit new students for this academy. But you all know the rules of recruiting new students. This time, the six arts of a gentleman are all about Confucianism and Taoism. Although many people have come, the academy will only recruit 100 people."

After these words were spoken, the students clenched their hands.

It is the rule that Qinghe Academy only accepts one hundred students per class.

"Those who can stand out in the various tests will be able to enter the academy to study, but if anyone is found cheating, not only will they be disqualified, but they will also be announced to the academy and will never be recruited again."

When he said this, Bai Hezhi's face was serious, like deafening music, which shocked all the students.

"Remember the dean's warning."

All the students saluted towards Baiheizhi.

"In that case, let's get started."

Bai Hezhi has never been a indecisive person, he waved his hand lightly.

Then the first instructor came, also an old man in the pavilion.

After Bai Hezhi sat back in the pavilion, the old man looked at the three thousand students in front of him and said calmly:
"My name is Xu Shanshou, and I teach the Seven Classics. This time I will test you on the words of the Seven Classics."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the three thousand students were separated and sat at the table in the center of the venue.

After someone came up and distributed the test papers, they slowly retreated.

"The first round will test your understanding of the Seven Classics. If you answer the questions incorrectly, you will be eliminated."

As a veteran of the academy for many years, Xu Shanshou is also known as a great scholar and is naturally famous.

None of the students who were tested by him were dissatisfied, and they all sat obediently at the table.

There were candidates sitting at more than 3,000 tables, but it didn't seem crowded in such a large venue.

After seeing the questions on the table, everyone started writing quickly.

"yawn……"

Li Jin, who was next to Lu Yuanzhi, felt bored and yawned. Then he felt that his action might be a bit presumptuous, so he looked at Lu Yuanzhi cautiously.

Lu Yuanzhi had no time to pay attention to him. With his good eyesight and standing at a high place, he could see every paper of the three thousand candidates.

The answers given by these candidates really made him want to laugh.

But I felt that this was a serious occasion, so I endured it.

"The student sitting in the first row has a truly extraordinary demeanor."

"Him? He? The literary leader of the younger generation in Jiangnan, the young master of the Cui family in Huanzhou, his name is Cui Daoling. He was already famous in Jiangnan when he was thirteen years old."

"So scary?"

"Of course. Do you see the guy behind him? He looks ordinary, but he is the young master of the Wang family in Hezhongdao. He has been smart since he was young. He could recite poems when he was six years old and he has a photographic memory. I'm afraid he is another person like Hai Wuyang."

"Tsk, how many seas have been safe since ancient times?"

"Haha, just wait and see."

"........."

The people around also started talking about the candidates.

According to what they said, Lu Yuanzhi looked at the test papers of those people.

Sure enough, there are ways.

These outstanding candidates answered the questions with extraordinary grace, and some of the answers were even so profound that Lu Yuanzhi could not understand them.

There's something!
You know, after Lu Yuanzhi entered the third level, his mind became extremely intelligent. He could now understand questions that he couldn't understand before without a teacher.

If he were to switch from martial arts to literature at this time, within a few years, Dayong would probably produce another great scholar.

However, Lu Yuanzhi really doesn't like studying, so he doesn't want to develop in that direction.

"Time is up. Stop writing." Xu Shanshou's eyes moved indifferently over the candidates.

Although his eyes were cloudy, they were full of brilliance. He could tell at a glance who dared to answer the questions.

However, the candidates all knew that the great scholars in the academy all possessed unique skills, so they naturally did not dare to act recklessly at this critical juncture. They all stopped writing with their brushes and looked up at Xu Shanshou.

Next is Xu Shanshou's performance.

He just walked along, took a look at the examinee's paper, and could see the clues. Whether to stay or leave was all up to him.

"You advance."

"You can not."

"you go."

"Well, you're not bad, you'll advance."

In less than two quarters of an hour, Xu Shanshou finished reading the test papers of all the candidates.

In these two quarters of an hour, he alone eliminated half of the three thousand candidates.

When he walked back into the pavilion, someone started to protest:
"Xu Daru, you eliminated us after just a cursory glance? Isn't that a bit too hasty?"

Someone started it, and the others who were eliminated naturally couldn't help themselves:
"Yeah! How can you grade papers like this? You can finish reading it in just one glance. It's too much of a joke!"

"Yes, Mr. Xu, you are a great scholar, you should pay attention to your status. You will not be able to convince others by relying on your seniority..."

"..."

Hearing the complaints of the crowd, Xu Shanshou just snorted coldly:
"Candidate Liu Qun, your essay is..."

In less than two minutes, Xu Shanshou actually recited his article word for word, with a serious look on his face:

"You use fancy words, but they are not practical at all. If you really govern the country this way, the people of Dayong will be in dire straits within three years!!"

"There is also candidate Qi Hua! Your test paper is..."

Xu Shanshou's comments were merciless, criticizing their articles as worthless in front of everyone.

"Are there still people who are dissatisfied? Speak out, and I will comment on your article again."

Xu Shanshou looked at everyone indifferently.

There was silence.

Impressed.

I am really impressed.

Can you write down the articles you see at a glance? ?
Never forget?

This is too...

"Hmph, no need to admire me. After you enter Qinghe Academy and study Confucianism, you will also be able to have this photographic memory."

Xu Shanshou snorted coldly and strode towards the pavilion.

Looking at his back, those who were eliminated all left the examination room in shame, and no one dared to question him anymore.

Criticizing one's own article in front of everyone is no less embarrassing than taking off one's pants and exposing one's penis...

……

After Xu Shanshou went back, other teachers came into the examination room one after another to set questions.

Basically the time taken is about the same.

Elimination round after round.

By the end, there were less than two hundred people left on the field.

But it can be seen from the rounds of elimination that almost all those who remain are the elites among the elites.

"The last test is the art of war."

Bai Hezhi stood in front of the pavilion and looked at the last hundred people left. He said calmly, "Examiner Hai is fine."

The next moment, Hai Wuyang slowly stood up from the pavilion and walked towards the examination room.

The moment Hai Wuyang appeared.

Almost everyone looked towards him.

He is indeed quite famous.

Countless female voices exclaimed in amazement.

"He is Hai Wuyang..."

"Hai Lang is really handsome."

“Extraordinary bearing!”

"I really want to marry Yu Hailang right now..."

"..."

Whether they were ladies from wealthy families or beautiful girls from ordinary families, they all stared at Hai Wuyang's face infatuatedly.

Hai Wuyang blocked out all these voices, and was not concerned at all. He looked indifferently at the remaining one hundred or so candidates in the audience.

"I am Hai Wuyang, the number one scholar in the Jiazi year."

Hai Wuyang said calmly, "I originally studied the Seven Classics with Xu Daru, and later I was appreciated by the dean and became his disciple. Last year, I followed my eldest brother to participate in the Battle of Wangyou Mountain, and was fortunate to receive the true teachings of Weiwu Hougong, and switched to studying the way of the military strategist."

After saying this, he looked at the candidates calmly and said:
"I will be the chief examiner for this military examination. Do you have any objections?"

The voice is calm and steady, quite like that of a great person.

But after these words were spoken, several great scholars in the pavilion nodded frequently.

But at this moment, a discordant voice sounded:
"Cui Daoling, a student of Jiangnan Dao, meets Brother Hai. I have no objection to Brother Hai serving as our examiner, but there is one thing I am not sure about. I wonder if Brother Hai is willing to explain it to me?"

Hai Wuyang glanced at Cui Daoling calmly:
"explain."

Cui Daoling saw that Hai Wuyang's eyes were calm and he had a smile on his face. He stood up and saluted Hai Wuyang, then looked up at him and said loudly:

"The previous examiners were all teachers from Qinghe Academy, all of them were great scholars who wrote books and biographies. I have read all of their books, and each of them was enlightening, and the words of warning were even more shocking."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, looked at Hai Wuyang with a smile and said:

"I just wonder if Brother Hai has become a great scholar or has written a book? Is he as qualified as them to be the chief examiner?"

After these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.

Everyone looked at Cui Daoling who stood up.

Several great scholars in the pavilion also frowned.

These words were spoken generously and grandly.

Almost everyone present could hear it clearly.

Those viewers who did not hear clearly began to ponder after hearing the words passed on by their predecessors.

"Yes! Why can Hai Wuyang be the chief examiner?"

"That's right! He's only nineteen years old!"

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

"........."

There are people who just want to prevent chaos in the world and join in the commotion.

Dean Bai Hezhi's eyes also showed a hint of gleam.

"Dean? Why not drive this person away?" someone asked in a deep voice beside him.

"Drive him away? Wouldn't it be a perfect way to announce to the world that Hai Wuyang is incompetent and immoral, and that I am old and dim-sighted?"

Bai Huzhi replied in a cold voice.

"This……"

Hai Wuyang felt the complaints of all the students, but his face was calm, without a trace of panic.

He looked indifferently at Cui Daoling in front of him.

Suddenly, Hai Wuyang smiled.

Seeing his smile, everyone was stunned.

(End of this chapter)