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Chapter 2 Unable to Repair

"There is no obscureness." Ye Qing bowed and continued.

I should have great luck in my previous life, but I still can't keep up with the general trend this time. Even if I have lost all the Taoism and some spiritual awareness are still there, I feel that I am afraid that I have no luck in my body. If I make concessions, I am afraid that even the achievements in my previous life will not be able to be achieved.

There is no reason to give in this time.

When Ye Zifan heard this, his face was slightly cold, and there was no smile on his face. After a while, he said, "Okay! Today, my uncle will give the question, so how about you answer it on the spot? You are still young, don't think I'm bullying you. You should know that boys try to be related to major issues in the future and will not be careless at all."

Qianqian heard this inside and looked a little nervous.

Ye Qing just smiled when he heard this. He immediately took the pen and ink on the desk, spread the long scroll and placed it beside Ye Zifan.

With the etiquette of scholars, I formally bowed to the "teacher" and said: "I also asked my uncle to give the title. If there is any deviation, I will be unfamiliar with the meaning of the scriptures and obscure, if not..."

When Ye Zifan heard this, he felt angry in his heart.

The number of boys to take the test is limited, and there are only three Ye tribes. Ye Zifan's son is older. Although he is responsible for the task of helping Ye Qing slow down, he is a consideration of reducing internal consumption.

I wanted to win almost everything, but I didn't expect that this guy would be honest and dare to disobey.

"Stop, I'll give you a question so that you can know that it's amazing!" As he said that, Ye Zifan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote a pen on the white scroll.

A quarter of an hour later, there were four questions. Ye Zifan stuffed the brush in his hand into Ye Qing's hand and slowly said: "Since my nephew has this confidence, I will try it out. If I can't even pass this level, why bother to give it a shame to the boy!"

When Ye Qing heard this, his eyes flashed and he didn't say anything. He dipped his brush in thick ink again, looked at the topic above and thought quietly for a moment, and then he picked up his pen and wrote quickly.

By the way, I had read Taoism in my previous life, and my true level was at the level of a juren. I recited countless famous works. I just wrote these at this time.

Ye Zifan saw Ye Qing writing quickly when he saw him picking up his pen, but he didn't care much about it at first. Ye Qing was still young and could remember how many classics were. Two or three out of ten were good, not to mention that his questions were within the scope of the boy's test, but they were all odds and the difficulty was improved.

However, when he saw Ye Zifan's quick writing, his eyes were condensed and he was shocked. He would not talk about the meaning of the scriptures for now, just by flowing the writing, he could see Bufan.

"Uncle, please read it." After Ye Qing finished writing, his forehead was sweating slightly, and his body was still too weak.

After his parents died, although he was in the big clan, he was neglected. All the land was taken over by the clan and could not take care of one or two taels of silver. Although food was not a problem, there was not much meat. No wonder he was weak and sick. Thinking of this, his eyes became cold.

At this time, when Ye Zifan was paying attention to the words on the scroll, he saw that the words were graceful and elegant, like dragons and snakes, with the meaning of paper making clouds and smoke. He was shocked.

After reading it, the meaning of the scriptures is just filling in the blanks, the brushwork is clear and natural, and there is no mistake.

In the end, there is a rare comment on the classics. Not only is it filling in the blanks, but it is also full of pearls and jade. I don’t believe it, but I spread the paper flat and leaned over to look carefully. After looking for a long time, sweat oozed from my forehead. Finally, my eyes slowly closed and sat down on the chair. My heart suddenly had a fight between heaven and man.

Ye Zifan himself is just a scholar, but he has been immersed in it for decades. His articles and writing styles are at least at the level of appreciation, and he immediately knows the weight of it.

This handwriting and article can at least be a scholar. I don’t want this neglected nephew to be the true seed of scholars!

However, the Taoist imperial examination not only pays attention to literary talent, but also to the point of being smart. If it comes to reality, it means that only one or two people will be chosen by a clan. With this son, the possibility of his own son passing will be greatly reduced!

After thinking for a while, I finally couldn't help but feel shocked and said, "This... did you write it?"

"It was my nephew's work." Ye Qing said.

He knows his own affairs and is not a genius, but his test of the Tongsheng is just a memory of the classics, commonly known as Mo Yi. He was familiar with this for fifteen years of his previous life. He reads it all over the past two days after rebirth, and can really make no mistakes.

At this time, both of them were silent. Qianqian stood in the corner and carefully observed the expression of the uncle in the second room. The atmosphere in the room became a little calm.

Suddenly she turned her head and looked at the crack in the wooden door. She heard a vague sound and looked at the young master again. Her heart was moved, but she quietly moved outward...

Ye Zifan pondered for a long time, opened his eyes, turned over the long scroll, placed it aside, and looked at Ye Qing slowly and said: "Ying'er, you have been weak and unable to cultivate the fields in recent years, you are young but not in business, and you have food and accommodation all provided by the tribe. You must understand this!"

"I know!" Ye Qing bowed and replied. Naturally, he couldn't say that the 100 acres of land in my family were better than what I had now if I rented it for rent.

Ye Zifan nodded with relief and said, "Uncle is not hiding it from you. Your literary talent is indeed good. You have to take the boy exam, which is more than enough."

"But this time, the number of places in the village boy test is limited. You have this talent and are only fifteen years old. You have capital. Should you give this opportunity to your brothers in the clan?"

Seeing Ye Qing pondering, Ye Zifan added earnestly: "This is also what the clan means."

The so-called brothers in the clan, the one who is suitable for the age of this second wife is the son of the second wife family. I don’t know how much the uncle spent to bribe the clan.

Ye Qing's face was silent, and he glanced at the girl at the door and moved quietly, clenched his fists: "This is a big deal, please forgive me, and let me consider it."

"Hmm? Still considering it!" Ye Zifan was stunned when he heard this, and was about to attack!

At the door, Qianqian took a deep breath and suddenly opened the wooden door.

"Wow!" A group of teenagers fell into the door, with their arms hooked with their legs, oh, oh, yelled and got up in a mess, and said embarrassedly: "You guys continue..."

"These kids!" Ye Zifan's face turned red, and he knew what he had just said, and was overheard by these kids. He immediately felt that he was holding his breath in his chest, but he couldn't do it.

Ye Qing loosened his clenched fists and secretly gave Qianqian a thumbs up. He went out for several days in a row just to create this situation.

The clan uncle forced his nephew to give up the imperial examination, but it was a big scandal. Don’t expect these school children who listened to the fun of the corner to not say it. If they spread it out, it would have no effect.

What should I do if I put my heart in my heart and "sacrifice" for the clan falls on my son?

It is impossible to bear, and attack in groups!

Under such public opinion, the clan even sacrificed a promising child under pressure, so there was nothing to say.

"I'll give you three days, think carefully and then give me a reply, don't let me down." Ye Zifan thought of this at this time, but he didn't expect that the person who heard the corner of the wall was deliberately attracted, and coldly left this sentence, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Looking at Ye Zifan's back as he left, Ye Qing sneered.

Then, he went back and sat on the chair, thinking about something.

"The luck is ultimate, the sky is falling, the earth is falling, the four seas are united, and the universe is destroyed!" This was a prophecy that was originally at this point in time, but no one at that time, at least Ye Qing was in contact with people who would believe it.

In this world, the three Taoist kings have joined forces to monopolize the world's power, claiming to be in harmony with Tao and will never be destroyed. As the incarnation of Tao, they are above and their specific jurisdiction has been delegated to the Heavenly Court.

However, the Heavenly Court is not a master, but five emperors representing the five elements, taking turns to dominate.

It is precisely one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

The virtue of all things lies in the five elements, which is the beginning and beginning of the five virtues, which controls the energy and quantity of the world.

The structure of the three things that have been born and the flow of five virtues has been running smoothly for millions of years and has been deeply rooted. No one expected anyone to shake it.

Of course, the Immortal Tao masters and disciples gave private gifts and protected each other, forming a huge Immortal Tao in-kin colonial system, leaving the people without any chance to stand out. This also aroused several revolutions that emerged through the changes in royal power, or the birth of new Taoist veins, but they were all easily suppressed by the Heavenly Court.

The most special thing is that 300,000 years ago, a Tanhua reformed the system and no longer preached with qualifications and Taoist relations. He used the imperial examination to select people with clear minds of Tao, first Taoism and then law, first public and then private. This move laid the foundation of the Taoist court. Until now, the mountains of various Taoist veins have been gradually cut off, and the Taoist industry is no longer accessible!

And he himself also became the last emperor - the Red Emperor!

No one would have thought that such a great disaster had come quietly.

When I was in my previous life, the Dao Court had ordered that most of the Taoist rituals be distributed to any Taoist priest for free, and to increase the power of the Taoist priest at all costs to fight against disasters.

The six yang diagram, the golden leaves of the earth, the purple palace heavenly book, the Shangqing alchemy book, the return of the whole world... These Taoist scriptures that were priceless in the past are not worth paying to publish...

Thinking of this, Ye Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly. He couldn't remember these classics at all now, only some superficial Taoist techniques. If it weren't for the glimmer of hope, he would really be sad and angry and vomit blood.

After calming down his mind, Ye Qing silently recited the magic spell, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he was about to look at his luck. But at this moment, he heard a "buzzing" sound, and his eyes turned black, as if he was stimulated, and tears immediately flowed. The sneer immediately turned into a bitter smile.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Qianqian saw Ye Qing crying and hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"It's okay, I'm fascinated." Ye Qing continued to smile bitterly, but his heart sank.

Before the great disaster, the order of millions of years has been integrated with the great way. Without fame and fortune, there will be no magic. Although I am lucky, reality will give myself a blow!

It seems that many things can be seen but cannot be repaired.
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