bookrandom Chapter 101: The Sword of the Gentleman
Chapter 101: The Sword of the Gentleman
Ten years later.
After ten years of practice, Meng Bai's cultivation naturally reached the level of Jinshi.
The strength of a Confucian cultivator with the rank of Jinshi is equivalent to that of a Yunshen cultivator.
Today, Meng Bai participated in the assessment to enter the inner courtyard.
Kaiyuan Academy was founded by a great scholar. After entering the inner courtyard, one could be recommended and become an official in the court.
For Confucian practitioners, if they are given an official position and blessed by the imperial luck, their practice speed can be accelerated.
The test for entering the inner court this time was to write a high-quality poem about the frontier with a heroic spirit within half a day.
In this world, poems written with great righteousness can attract the favor of heaven. If a poem is written for the first time with great righteousness, it will bring about strange phenomena if it is of good quality.
Meng Bai smiled slightly after seeing the test questions.
This is not simple. This dream world is not the Blue Star, and the saints here are also different from those on the Blue Star, so Meng Bai had some ideas about poetry.
Meng Bai wielded his brush and wrote a poem in a flash.
At this moment, the elder of the academy, Liu Guanxiu, was leisurely drinking the best scented tea in front of the examination desk.
According to his past experience, it would take at least an hour for the poetic vision to appear among the candidates below.
That was enough time for him to drink several pots of tea.
At this moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in front of Meng Bai's examination table.
In an instant, the wind and sand rose up, thousands of horses galloped, and the sound of golden swords was heard in the vision. The vision was indeed quite big.
Liu Guanxiu's eyes widened instantly.
This... is a sixth-grade poem!
It hasn't been long since someone created a poem that has reached the sixth grade, and it's the sixth grade!
Liu Guanxiu couldn't help rubbing his eyes to prevent himself from being dazzled.
But that grand vision is right before our eyes, and the sixth-grade poetry cannot be false!
There are nine grades of poetry, with grade one being the highest and grade nine being the lowest!
Even if some newly promoted Hanlin scholars wanted to compose a sixth-grade poem, they would often need to ponder over it for several days.
Even if Liu Guanxiu himself took part, he could not guarantee that he could compose a sixth-grade poem in such a short time.
The other candidates were talking quietly at this moment: "Who is this person? He is so amazing."
"Yes, it only took a moment to compose a sixth-grade poem."
"I'm afraid even a Hanlin scholar can't do this!"
"Compared to this, what I wrote is just a bunch of garbage. I have to rewrite it."
"..."
Liu Guanxiu came to Meng Bai and looked at Meng Bai's poems.
"Good poem, good poem, what is your name?"
Meng Bai said calmly: "Student Meng Bai."
Liu Guanxiu smiled and nodded.
"Congratulations on entering Kaiyuan Inner Court. See you there."
......
In the afternoon, all the examiners gathered in a meeting room.
"Did you find any talented people during this exam?"
"Oh~ Don't mention it. This year's students are not very good. In my entire examination room, only one candidate has produced a poem that barely made it to the ninth rank."
"Old Yang, I'm better than you. At least five candidates in my examination room wrote ninth-grade poems."
"Ninth-grade poetry is nothing. There was a candidate in my examination room who wrote an eighth-grade poem."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the examiner who spoke.
"With the cultivation level of a Jinshi, he can produce an eighth-grade product in half a day. He is indeed a talented person. Who is this person, Old Chen? If you can introduce him to me, I would like to accept him as my disciple."
"Go away, go away. I have already chosen this candidate. Don't try to snatch him from me."
At this moment, an examiner asked Liu Guanxiu: "How is the examination room over there, Lao Liu?"
Liu Guanxiu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "A genius emerged in my examination room."
Liu Guanxiu's words instantly aroused some people's interest.
"Oh, how many poems did that genius create?"
Liu Guanxiu said with a smile: "Sixth rank."
"What! Sixth grade!" an examiner said in disbelief.
"Are you sure, Lao Liu?"
Liu Guanxiu nodded and said, "The sixth-grade vision cannot be fake!"
"Mr. Liu, could you please read this candidate's poem to open our eyes?" asked an examiner.
Liu Guanxiu smiled and said, "Then you better listen carefully."
"The bright moon in Qin and the pass in Han,
The Long March people have not returned.
But if the flying general of Dragon City
Don’t allow the Hu horses to cross the Yinshan Mountains. "
As Liu Guanxiu recited with great righteousness, everyone felt as if they were on a battlefield. Their blood boiled, the sounds of swords and horses echoed in their ears, and their hearts were filled with the ambition to guard the border and defend the country, and they could not come back to their senses for a long time.
"What a poem! What a poem!"
After a long while, everyone came to their senses and exclaimed.
Within one night, the news that a student who had been admitted to the inner courtyard had composed a sixth-grade poem spread among the elders.
The next day.
The candidates who entered the inner courtyard came to a square.
The inner courtyard is different from the outer courtyard.
The outer college has lecturers giving regular classes every day, while the inner college follows a master-apprentice system.
Every inner court disciple will have a teacher.
At such times, the elders who attend the academy examinations have the right to choose a disciple first.
Liu Guanxiu came up to Meng Bai with a smile.
"Meng Bai, are you willing to take me as your master?"
As Liu Guanxiu spoke, all the elders in the academy knew that it was Meng Bai who wrote the sixth-grade poem.
At this moment, all the elders prayed: Reject it quickly, reject this Liu Laodeng.
"Meng Bai, meet the Master!"
As Meng Bai finished speaking, the hearts of the elders were broken!
Liu Guanxiu laughed out loud.
"it is good!"
Then Liu Guanxiu said, "My disciple, now that you have passed the imperial examination, you can start nurturing Confucian treasures. Do you have any requests for Confucian treasures? Your master is going to give you one."
Meng Bai thought for a moment and said, "Master, I am good at using the sword."
"Sword? That's a coincidence. I just happen to have a sword ready-made. It also saves me from having to go to the Treasure Pavilion and rip off that old bastard."
In a moment, a long sword filled with righteousness appeared in Liu Guanxiu's hand.
"This is the Haoran Gentleman Sword. Today, I will give it to you."
Elder Chen, who was standing by, sighed after seeing this: "Old Liu, you are really willing to give up this fifth-rank Confucian treasure that has not yet been mentioned."
Liu Guanxiu smiled and said, "I am not good at using swords, so it is useless to keep this Confucian treasure. I might as well give it to my apprentice!"
After Meng Bai received the Haoran Gentleman Sword, he said, "Thank you, Master, for the gift!"
After completing the apprenticeship, Meng Bai followed Liu Guanxiu to his residence.
Meng Bai, Liu Guanxiu's apprentice, was arranged to live near his residence.
"My disciple, go back and clean up your room today. Tomorrow I will seek an official position for you in the imperial court."
"My disciple, do you want to gain experience in the imperial court by taking a nominal or real position?"
Meng Bai thought for a while and said, "A nominal position will do."
Although a nominal position is lower in rank than a real position, it is just a title and does not require any work.
Although the luck you get from the dynasty is relatively small, you can stay away from the intrigues in the court.
On the second day, Liu Guanxiu indeed secured a seventh-rank official position for Meng Bai, which was the highest honorary rank that could be obtained in the Baiyan Dynasty.
The moment the imperial edict was issued, Meng Bai felt that the fortune of the dynasty was bestowed upon him.
Although it is a nominal position, it is enough for Meng Bai now.
After that, Meng Bai began to practice every day, and if he had any questions, he would ask Liu Guanxiu.
Just like that, time flies and seven years pass in a flash.