Kapitel 144: Chapter 144
In order to predict the question, Shen Lang inputted countless numbers into the AI system.
What books Monarch Ning Yuanxian liked to read and what he liked to say.
The key was his personality and habits.
What was the personality of this supreme Monarch?
Smart, extreme, mean, and merciless.
In history, the more mean and merciless a ruler was, the more they wanted to prove to the world how kind they were.
For example, Emperor Jiajing was extravagant and narrow-minded.
Yet, he acted as if he was a Daoist and had nothing to do with the rest of the world.
Emperor Yongzheng, who stopped the decline of the Qing Dynasty, was accused by the scholars of being mean and merciless. He killed his brothers and sisters, plotted against his father and mother, and killed loyal and treacherous officials. He was unwilling to accept this and wrote a book to defend himself.
But now, the Monarch was implementing new policies, wiping out the old nobles, stripping them of their lands, taking back their military power, and killing some century-old nobles.
There were definitely people who criticized him for being mean and merciless. The treasury was empty, so he killed the old nobles to celebrate the new year.
So, the Monarch wanted to prove to the world that he was a kind person.
The new policies were for the country and the people, for the future of the State of Yue.
Punishment and reward were the best arguments for loyalty!
It was the dialectical relationship between loyalty and punishment.
His words were the voice of his heart, completely in line with the monarch's desire to defend himself.
So, it was ranked second among the nineteen questions that Shen Lang bet on.
As for the second question, it was a poem by Xuanwu.
That was really mischievous.
Hundreds of years ago, the world was in chaos. Everyone was fighting for power. The ancestors of the Kim family spent all their wealth to recruit warriors, not to fight for power, but to protect the people.
They fought for more than twenty years.
Countless families rose and fell, one after another, like fish in the river.
Only the Kim family led thousands of warriors to protect the land within a few hundred miles of Xuanwu. They didn't expand, nor did they retreat.
I don't provoke others, so don't provoke me either.
It really was like a tortoise.
It wasn't that others didn't attack Xuanwu, but they couldn't conquer it.
This was because these people had risked their lives to protect their families and the people.
Over time, no one was willing to fight anymore. In any case, this guy just stayed in his nest and didn't move. He wouldn't come and steal their territory.
Then, the Kim family became famous.
Everyone called them the Turtle Family.
However, "tortoise" doesn't sound good. Plus, the Kim family is doing a righteous act to protect the people.
Everyone jokingly called him Xuanwu.
After that, the world gradually calmed down. The Great Yan Empire obtained the Tripod of the World. The southern territories were seized by the Ning clan and the State of Yue was established.
The first Monarch of the State of Yue was a warrior, a tyrant.
After conquering most of the land in the south, he sent someone to ask the Kim family if they were willing to conquer the world with him.
The Kim family replied that they were willing. From then on, the Kim family became the vassals of the Ning clan.
The first Monarch of the State of Yue was overjoyed. He heard that the Kim family was Xuanwu, the big turtle. So, he directly conferred the title of Xuanwu and named it Xuanwu City.
This was the origin of the Xuan Wu Mansion.
However, the first Monarch was uncultured and didn't like to listen to the nonsense of literati.
Later, the Monarch became cultured.
Xuanwu was one of the Four Spirits of Heaven, one of the ancient divine beasts. How could it be the title of a noble?
Otherwise, why didn't they see the Marquis of Azure Dragon or the Marquis of Vermilion Bird?
So, every generation of Monarch wanted to change this title.
The key was that there was the Xuanwu Gate in the capital. Every time they passed by, they felt like they were passing by the gate of the Kim family.
So, after that, the Monarch tried to change it once or twice, but they were all rejected.
Especially when the Jin Zhou Count was in power, he caused a lot of trouble in order to change the name.
Since then, the matter of changing the name was left unsettled. After all, the State of Yue wasn't the country of the emperor who ruled the world.
If the vassals were not willing, they couldn't force them.
At that time, there were no new policies, and the centralization of power had not begun.
This generation of Monarch was harsh and ungrateful, so he naturally took this to heart.
So, when the question was set, he instinctively came up with the question of Xuanwu.
When the Monarch came up with the question, of course, he also took into account the prediction of the question. He must not be predicted by others.
So, the first question was naturally very tricky and remote, making it impossible for people to predict the question.
And most of the backup questions were not used. They just followed the heart and spoke the heart.
In that case, Shen Lang had guessed correctly on both questions.
Even the second question was about Xuanwu's poem. It was difficult not to predict it.
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"Prince Tang, Prince Jin, have you two seen the question clearly?" Ning Qi asked.
"Yes, thank you, Royal Uncle." Tang Yun said.
As for the fat otaku Jin Mucong.
He couldn't wait any longer, burying his head in his writing.
This silly child, you should have pretended to think for an hour before writing.
As soon as you saw the question, you wrote like a god?
Royal Uncle Ning Qi looked at him and smiled, not minding.
He had heard of Jin Mucong's reputation.
To be honest, he didn't hate this kind of child. In fact, he liked him. He was loyal and honest, the best for a vassal.
But with the new policies in full swing, such loyalty and honesty was a sin for the family.
So, Royal Uncle Ning Qi felt a bit more sympathy.
Jin Haibo glanced at Jin Mucong, feeling even more disdainful.
You just saw the question clearly, and you started writing. What a waste.
There was no process of thinking at all. What did this mean?
It was like when it was an exam, the top students would first look at the question from beginning to end, knowing the answer in their heart.
Bad students didn't need to look.
And there was no need to think.
Because it was the same without thinking, they didn't know how to do it.
They just picked up the pen and scribbled.
There were even some geniuses who worked hard for an hour and filled up a math test paper, only to get a zero in the end.
Out of ten multiple choice questions, not a single one was correct.
And in everyone's hearts, Jin Mucong was probably this kind of super bad student.
Xuanwu and Jin Haibo went out.
Tang Yun continued to think.
Jin Mucong's pen flew.
So this is a literary exam. Why do I feel like it's the same as copying homework?
And it's a little faster.
The three invigilators sat quietly at the top.
Come down to look at their essays?
That's impossible, they had to avoid arousing suspicion.
Fifteen minutes later!
Fatty finished writing!
This was how he wrote the policy essay "On Punishing and Rewarding Loyalty and Kindness".
Oh, no, he copied it like this.
Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang, Wen, Wu, Cheng, and Kang, loved the people deeply, worried about the people, and treated the world as a gentleman! When there is a good, then reward it, then sing and sigh, so the beginning is joyful and the end is encouraging. When there is a bad, then punish it, then mourn and punish it, so the old is abandoned and the new is started. So the cries of relief, joy and sorrow, can be seen in the books of Yu, Xia, Shang, and Zhou. Since Cheng and Kang were gone, King Mu was established, and Zhou began to decline, but still ordered his minister Marquis Lu, and told him of the auspicious punishment. His words were worried but not hurt, mighty but not angry, compassionate but able to break, sad but sympathetic to the innocent, so Confucius wrote it.
Of course, there were a few more paragraphs, but afraid of being scolded, he didn't write them out.
Who wrote this essay?
Among the great writers of China for thousands of years, Su Shi, one of the top three.
And how awesome was this essay?
It destroyed these great writers, Cheng Hao, Ceng Gong, Ceng Bu, Lv Huiqing, and Zhang Dun!
And among these great gods, there were even a few Prime Ministers. Any one of them could surpass Tang Yun by at least two streets.
However, Su Shi didn't win first place in that imperial examination.
Because the chief examiner was a super great writer, Ouyang Xiu, he was shocked when he saw this essay.
So awesome? So well written?
Could it be my student, Ceng Gong?
No, no, I have to avoid arousing suspicion. This essay can't be ranked first, it can only be ranked second.
So, Su Shi was in a tragedy.
Shen Lang took out this essay. Although he couldn't beat Tang Yun by ten streets, he could at least beat him by eight.
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Using Xuanwu as a poem.
Of course, Shen Lang chose Cao Cao's "Although the Turtle Lives Long".
Although the divine turtle has a long life, there is still a time.
The flying snake rides the fog, and finally turns to dust.
The old steed is in the stable, and his ambition is a thousand miles.
The martyr in the old age, and his ambition is endless.
The period of growth and contraction is not only in the sky;
The blessing of health and happiness can lead to eternal life.
Even so, songs are sung.
Although this poem wasn't as good as "Short Songs", it was still stunning, an immortal masterpiece that only appeared once in a hundred years.
Besides, even if the topic could be copied from "Short Songs", Shen Lang wouldn't dare to copy it.
So domineering? Do you want to rebel?
Domineering, courting death!
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The time limit for the civil battle exam was six hours, which was six hours.
However, the fat otaku Jin Mucong's writing speed was too fast, and he finished copying in a quarter of an hour.
Moreover, his writing was neat and tidy, and his handwriting was excellent.
God!
There were still more than five hours left, how should he spend it?
The fat otaku Jin Mucong scratched his ears and cheeks.
Should I … should I hand in my paper now?
No, no, brother-in-law will beat me to death.
Otherwise, I'll continue copying books.
Then, the fat otaku Jin Mucong continued to copy books.
This time, he tried his best to suppress his speed, and carved word by word.
Almost every word was carved into a flower.
Then, he was intoxicated once again.
Sigh!
Life is boring, copying books is the most interesting.
In this study room, a great writer was not born.
But as a calligrapher, he was slowly rising.
I, the fat otaku Jin Mucong, am not very talented, but … the words I write in a month are enough for you to write for a lifetime.
I copied five hundred thousand words in a month.
Let me ask you, who can fight me?
Who else?
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After a full two hours of thinking!
Tang Yun had the pearl of wisdom in the palm of his hand. He smiled lightly.
Then, he confidently ground the ink, and gently picked out the messy weasel hair on the brush.
With an artistic technique, he dipped the brush into the ink, and then squeezed out a third of the ink.
Then …
The brush was like a god!
Pretentious, isn't it?
I, Tang Yun, have been a noble heir for a hundred years, testing the flowers in the State of Yue Palace.
I was destined to shine brightly the moment I was born.
My every move seems to radiate light.
You think I'm pretentious, but … that's just the most ordinary part of my life.
Excellence and elegance, arrogance and prejudice, have long been engraved in my blood and bones.
That's right, prejudice!
I, Tang Yun, despise any one of you.
In this world, those who are more talented than me are not as handsome as me.
Those who are more handsome than me are not as talented as me, and none of them are as illustrious as my family.
In my eyes, everyone here is trash, including you, Shen Lang.
As for Jin Mucong?
Sorry, you're not even trash, you're just a maggot that lives on eating trash.
You rely on Shen Lang to write 'Boundless Romance', isn't that just a fly that eats trash?
The more Tang Yun wrote, the more he felt that his essay was wonderful.
Too wonderful.
Too wonderful.
Such beautiful words, such a good essay, such a deep idea, how did I think of it?
Too awesome.
Even I admire myself.
I'm amazed at myself.
Tang Yun, where is the limit of your talent? Why is it that I'm still unable to see the bottom even after digging so hard?
The more he wrote, Tang Yun felt that his whole body was floating.
As if he was about to fly.
I'm writing too well.
I'm about to become a god!
If I was in this state during the court examinations, with this essay, I wouldn't just be third place.
I would be the top scorer!
I really made a mistake that day, and did not perform well.
But when he finished writing this essay.
Tang Yun felt that it was wonderful.
His thoughts flowed like a spring, and his talent in poetry was like peeing.
He couldn't stop it.
An exquisite poem appeared vividly on the paper.
It was really well written.
I read it myself, and haven't tasted meat in three months.
What a pity, what a pity.
Such an exquisite poem was unexpectedly used in a literary battle like the battle for Jinshan Island.
It was actually able to compete with a maggot like Jin Mucong.
What a disgrace!
Such an essay should have appeared in the Yan Dragon Hall of the Great Yan Empire.
The State of Yue can no longer contain me.
Only the Great Yan Empire can contain a top talent like me.
After finishing, Tang Yun read his essay three more times.
The more he read, the better it was.
Not a single word could be changed, not a single word could be changed.
It was perfect.
The Tang Yun of the past, and the Tang Yun of the future, might not be able to write such a perfect essay.
Then, Tang Yun stood up, bowed to the three supreme adjudicators, and left swiftly.
From start to finish, he did not even look at Jin Mucong.
He felt that even if a person went to the toilet, he would not stare at a maggot.
When a person was about to step on an ant, would he raise his foot to look at the corpse?
Of course not. He would just casually step on it, and then accidentally rub it on the ground.
At most, he would sigh.
'Kaneki Satoshi, it's your honor to die under my feet, Tang Yun's feet!
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As for Fat Otaku Kaneki Satoshi, he was still carving word by word.
Oh my.
I seem to have discovered a new world.
Carving each word like this, pouring all of his energy into every hook and stroke. It was really interesting.
So fun!
It was so fun that I almost forgot that I was taking an exam, and that I was copying.
King Uncle Ning Qi looked up.
He found that Jin Mucong was still writing stroke by stroke.
The speed was extremely slow.
This was not a handicap, but a handicap in the brain. That was why it was so slow.
So, King Uncle Ning Qi sighed sympathetically.
He continued to look down at the book.
Another two hours passed.
There was only an hour left before the end of the exam.
Finally, Jin Mucong finished carving the last word.
So comfortable.
So satisfying.
So tired.
That feeling of weakness was like the first time he saw those women painted by his brother-in-law.
After carving the last word, Jin Mucong looked up.
Huh?
Tang Yun, that pretentious criminal, actually left?
When did he leave?
Then I will leave too!
Kaneki Satoshi stood up and bowed to the three Great Mission Lords.
He staggered.
His back was sore, and he felt weak.
Then, Kaneki Satoshi's fat body staggered away, looking especially pitiful.
King Uncle Ning Qi said, "The literary battle is over, come in!"
Xuanwu and Count Jin Hai came in.
There were also a few eunuchs who came in with them, each with delicate features and a scholarly air.
They were eunuchs in charge of copying in the inner court.
King Uncle Ning Qi said, "Jin Hai, Xuanwu, you two appoint a copying eunuch to copy the two heirs' essays and poems, then seal their names and hand them to us for grading."
"Yes!"
Xuanwu and Count Jin Hai appointed a copying eunuch.
The most delicate eunuch went up and copied Tang Yun's essays and poems first.
Expressionless.
Then, he went to copy Jin Mucong's essays and poems.
His face changed slightly.
Then, he continued to copy expressionlessly.
This detail was seen by everyone. When you read Jin Mucong's essay, your expression actually changed.
How badly written it was, it was completely unsightly.
It was really hard on you.
You had to grit your teeth and copy such a lousy essay. It was like a dirty dish, you had to eat it even with your eyes closed.
He had finished copying the two test papers and stamped his name on them.
As for Jin Mucong and Tang Yun's original papers, they were temporarily sealed.
After grading, they would be opened for comparison to confirm that there were no mistakes.
Therefore, there was no problem with fairness in the literary battle.
After the names were sealed, the papers would be placed in a dark box to mess up the order.
Finally, they would be taken out to be graded.
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The grading was mainly done by King Uncle Ning Qi and Marquis Suo Xuan.
Duke Weiwu was a general and was not interested in this aspect.
Marquis Suo Xuan was probably reading Tang Yun's essay and poems.
"Good!"
"Well written."
"Topic breaking, words, concept, everything is good."
"This essay is more than enough for the imperial examinations, not to mention today's literary battle."
"Amazing, the youth is formidable."
"To be able to write such an essay at such a young age, it's really amazing."
"This poem is good too. Impressive, impressive!"
Although he did not call out the name, Marquis Suo Xuan felt that this was definitely Tang Yun's essay.
The former Minister Suo Xuan felt that there was no suspense in the outcome.
Or rather, the outcome was already decided.
The only suspense was what kind of essay Tang Yun would write.
Today, he was not disappointed. It was outstanding.
As for Jin Mucong?
That kind of trash essay would only make people want to vomit.
There was no point in reading it.
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On the other hand, Uncle Wang Ning Qi drew Kaneki Satoshi's answer sheet.
He was completely stunned!
At first, he wanted to slap the table and praise it.
But before he could slap down, he stopped.
That would be too frivolous.
Some essays were praiseworthy.
And some articles were shocking, making you feel ashamed of your own inferiority.
This essay was one of them.
The most valuable thing was that this essay did not have any flowery words.
But the intent was deep, and it did not have the trepidation and flattery of other essays.
It was truly an essay that came from a sudden inspiration.
It was merely six hundred words, but it sounded like a clanging bronze.
After reading the essay.
King Uncle Ning Qi could not wait to read the next poem, Although the Turtle Lives Long.
As he read, he could not help but read it aloud.
"An old steed in the stable, ambitious for a thousand miles. A martyr in his twilight years, ambitious. "
It sent chills down his spine.
Goosebumps rose all over his body.
It was too well-written.
It was majestic, but also thought-provoking.
Especially King Uncle Ning Qi, who was seventy-eight, felt the same way.
Just this poem alone made him feel like he had found a soulmate.
Amazing, amazing!
This could no longer be described as well-written. It made one want to burn incense and bathe before reading it.
Tang Yun was actually this talented?
It really did not look like it!
King Uncle Ning Qi instinctively felt that this was Tang Yun's work. After all, Jin Mucong was trash.
But King Uncle Ning Qi had seen Tang Yun's essay before.
It was not his style.
He had a beautiful mind, but it was too dazzling. He knew how to let it go, but he did not know how to take it back.
It was a top-notch essay, but it could not reach the level of a grandmaster.
At this moment, Marquis Suo Xuan said, "King Uncle Ning Qi, look at this essay in my hands. It's too well-written, too amazing."
Then, the two of them exchanged their exam papers.
King Uncle Ning Qi opened Tang Yun's essay and glanced at it.
He frowned.
If it was any other time, he would be amazed.
But after reading Jin Mucong's paper, he felt that Tang Yun's essay was unsightly.
He only knew how to use shocking words to please the public. Vulgar and inferior.
What the hell was that?
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