Lu Wen panted and said, "Why didn't you wait for us when you came out? We even looked for you for a while. Later, I guess you went back to the inn first, and Jiang went home by himself."

Xiao Ye smiled slightly: "I came out early in the morning. Could it be that I was standing outside the Mansion School for one afternoon? Well, if I don't talk about this, how about the exam, can I be sure?"

Chen Zi'ang hesitated and said, "I should be a little sure."

Lu Wen also said: "If there is no big mistake, you should be able to win!"

"Okay, let's have a meal quickly..."

As he was speaking, Xiao Ye frowned and changed his words: "Forget it, forget it, it's too late. Thirty test papers, only one poem, and it's corrected quickly. You two should quickly gather your energy, forget about both of us, or have a great opportunity!"

“Why?”

Chen Zi'ang and Lu Wen asked in a daze.

"Oh, don't ask so much, just look back and explain slowly. Opportunities will come at any time. Don't blame me if you miss it. Sit on my bed first!"

Xiao Ye urged.

The two looked at each other, took off their shoes, went to bed and sat down, closed their eyes slightly, and calmed their minds.

But neither of them is a practitioner, so how can it be so easy to enter the state of forgetting things and forgetting oneself? I see that I open my eyes from time to time, or my face looks bitter, and sometimes my body is itchy and I still scratch it.

Xiao Ye shook his head secretly. This is not possible. The Buddhist practice of concentration is good, so he shouted: "Brother Bo Yu, Lu Lang, don't be impatient. Listen well, stop the pulse and calm your mind, and a ball is fixed on the outside and inside, and there is no other plan except light turning!"

Although there are only twenty-four words, they are the key points of entering into meditation. Chen Zi'ang and Lu Wen are both talented people and have mastered the tricks one after another. The impetuous aura gradually dissipated and their breathing became more and more even.

Xiao Ye was excited and continued to chant.

"In a clear and open manner, the real harmony between the two subjects and the objects are forgotten. Although no one is in charge, don't remember it like the clear sky."

"Like the turtle six shrinks into the plate, the energy has been adjusted and the heart has been melted, and the master's virtual position is released, and the light is transparent through the crystal palace."

...

He deliberately lowered his voice and recited the key points of entering into meditation in a way of chanting and reading. The rhythm of the sudden and wrong rhythm was like a lullaby. Soon, the two entered into meditation one after another, while Xiao Ye himself absorbed his spirit and observed the changes in their state.

After about half an hour of touching, he suddenly felt his literary energy fluctuate. Although he couldn't see it, through the intersecting energy, he could feel a huge literary energy flowing straight into Chen Zi'ang's top door.

Chen Zi'ang opened his eyes suddenly and looked surprised. Just as he was about to make a sound, Xiao Ye had already gestured to stop him and pointed at Lu Wen.

Chen Zi'ang nodded understandingly.

Another hour passed, and the literary spirit fell from the sky again, pouring in from Lu Wen's top door. Lu Wen also opened his eyes and said blankly: "What's going on?"

Chen Zi'ang looked over.

Xiao Ye smiled and said, "Let me tell me how you feel?"

Chen Zi'ang pondered: "It seems that his wisdom is open, his mind is clear, and his literary talent is also increasing. If you say that you read, remember it again and again, you may praise it, but I have the confidence to recite it twice or three times and you will not fall into it at once. Is it because of the literary initiation of scholars? However, when the middle-aged boy was born, it was not like this."

"Xiao Lang, don't keep it in silence!"

Lu Wen's eyes were full of confusion and urged him.

Xiao Ye said seriously: "I can't say it clearly, but I accidentally discovered that when the literary spirit is infuriated and I forget about things, I can seize the literary spirit for myself. Even if I commit a crime in the future, my literary spirit will not leave. This method is actually not difficult. I am afraid that the Emperor Wenchang has not discovered such a loophole. It's okay if one or two of them. If everyone does this, it's too much to have a lot of connections. Please don't want to spread it casually."

This is easy to understand. On the eve of the release of the results, most people were restless. How could they take the initiative to enter the state of meditation?

Let’s take a step back, those who practice Zen and meditate are all monks and Taoists. This student will not participate in the imperial examinations, but the serious scholar who is full and can enter into meditation, so that no one has discovered this loophole for a hundred years.

Now that Xiao Ye has discovered it, he naturally hopes that the fewer people know, the better, and the loopholes are exclusively enjoyed.

"Please don't worry Xiao Lang!"

Chen Zi'ang and Lu Wen looked at each other and laughed strangely. Taking literary energy can improve spiritual wisdom. I am afraid it is a magical medicine for the magic of immortals. How can you not understand the importance of confidentiality?

Then Chen Zi'ang seemed to think of something and smiled and said, "At most I will add my cousin and Jiang Fang."

“Haha~~”

Xiao Ye and Lu Wen laughed knowingly.

...

A scholar's literary spirit came, which meant that he was convinced. The three of them went to the restaurant in front. Lu Wen treated him to a table of wine and food. After eating and drinking, they went back to their rooms and went to bed early.

The next day, Jiangdu County Government!

Zhang Jianzhi was restless. Today was the day when the government test was released. He sent someone to read the list early. When there was news, he came to report it immediately. Seeing that the time for the release was over, he estimated the distance, and couldn't help but walk back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"Report to the Lord of the Hall, please see me after you have your old friend!"

Suddenly a servant came to report.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Zhang Jianzhi frowned.

The servant said, "This... that man is in his twenties and said his surname is Li. If you report it, the Lord of the Tang will know."

"Please!"

Zhang Jianzhi's expression suddenly changed.

"Yes, Lord God!"

The servant left.

In a moment, a young man wearing a blue shirt and a sword on his waist strode.

"Haha, Yuanfang, I just knew it was you!"

Zhang Jianzhi laughed.

Li Yuanfang clasped his fists and said, "I have met Meng Jiang (Zhang Jianzhi's name is a name)!"

"Hey, don't be polite!"

Zhang Jianzhi grabbed Li Yuanfang and asked, "How is Brother Huaiying (Di Renjie's name is a name)?"

Li Yuanfang smiled and said, "Well, the adoptive father is not bad, but General Meng is in a state of impetuousness, but he is uneasy about what will happen today?"

“Ha~~”

Zhang Jianzhi smiled: "It's true, but this matter is not something I can worry about. Just wait for the news, but you, as Qianniu, the court's Qianniu, is not in Luoyang, what should you do when you come to Jiangdu in a private outfit?"

"Please borrow a step to speak!"

Li Yuanfang lowered her voice and said.

Zhang Jianzhi brought Li Yuanfang into the house.

Li Yuanfang took out a gold medal from his arms to show it.

"I would like to ask the Holy One!"

Zhang Jianzhi immediately put on his clothes and knelt down to salute.

This gold medal is a gold medal given to the palace. The holder of the licensee travels to the world on behalf of the emperor, which is equivalent to an imperial envoy. Seeing the gold medal is like seeing the emperor.

"Sage Bow!"

Li Yuanfang was tall and said with her hands behind her back.

Zhang Jianzhi then stood up and asked, "Yuan Fang is guilty of his imperial life?"

Li Yuanfang said: "In recent years, the salt tax in Lianghuai has been decreasing year by year, but the accounts of the Ministry of Revenue have not been wrong. As a doctor in the ministry, he naturally needs to find out that he suspected that a salt merchant had colluded with Lianghuai Transportation Envoy to embezzle the salt tax, so he asked the queen for a secret order and recommended me to come to Yangzhou to investigate the matter. He also hoped that General Meng would not make any announcement. This was the letter he entrusted to me by his adoptive father."

As he said that, he took the letter to Zhang Jianzhi.

Zhang Jianzhi tore open the fire paint, looked at it on the spot, then picked up the candlestick, burned the letter to ashes, and said: "If the situation is true, the annual tax reduction of one million taels is indeed shocking. Yuan Fang can let go and I will cooperate with you!"

"Master, Master, the list is coming!"
Chapter completed!