Chapter 370: Students meet the saints!

Not all scholars in the world can follow the path of spiritual practice, and not everyone can go as long as Gongsun Xuanji and Gongsun Xiner, grandson and grandson.
But there is one thing, Chen Xinglie is very sure.
That is, all scholars, of course, should be regarded as reserve for the path of Wendao.
Any literary and Taoist person must stand out from the scholars in order to walk the path of literary Taoism.
Reading is the foundation of Wen Tao.
The group of students who participated in the examinations in Datongjing were all selected from tens of millions of scholars from all over the country, from the 100,000 miles of the great dynasty, from more than 100 states and counties, and tens of millions of scholars. Generation.
The Dabo Dynasty has a vast territory.
A county has a radius of thousands of miles.
One county has jurisdiction over many counties.
If scholars want to get the qualifications for just rushing the exam, they have to pass many rounds of exams, from the county exam to the government exam, to the county exam, and then to the state exam. Only those who are outstanding in the state exam are eligible to come to the capital for the exam.
Those who can just rush the exam are all elites who have made a path from the state of thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge.
this process.
Compared with the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination in Huaxia, Chen Xinglie's hometown, it is many times more difficult!
Therefore.
Even if the scholars who went to Beijing to rush for the exam did not have a title on the gold list, after returning to their hometown, they still have an extraordinary status and are highly respected.
Regardless of whether this group of scholars went to the Quartet as officials for the title of the gold list, or returned to their hometown after failing the list, they would all publicize what they had seen and heard in the capital.
This matter...
Conducive to Wen Tao!
Isn't Wencheng Wude's series of missions related to this matter?
Chen Xinglie was worried about the rewards of the task, and wanted to do a big vote and earn him a lot of money.
well.
It is worth going there happily.
Chen Xinglie said: "Just walk away with that seat!"
Duan Wuhuan hurried ahead, leading a group of dynasty spies to clear the way.
The capital is bustling.
Pedestrians did not fear Chen Xinglie much.
Before yesterday, people in the city might be afraid to see Chen Xinglie, but after experiencing yesterday's events, it is different.
People change their minds.
Before that, Chen Xinglie was in the capital city of Datong, slaughtering the Quartet, making the Shangshuba family of the Ministry of Industry uneasy. He was still in Wenchang Street and killed Tongguan, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, and his fame spread far and wide.
But after yesterday, it was different.
Chen Xinglie killed Du Heiyan, the sword sage of the barbarian clan, and made people in the capital feel that Chen Xinglie was fighting for the face of the human race. He killed the demon immortal Qian Yuzao, and the people in the capital felt that Chen Xinglie was helping the world.
These are all positive images.
The most important thing is that Chen Xinglie created the path of Wendao.
Wendao is holy!
A sage respected by scholars in the world.
The teacher of all ages!
Such a character must be a good person, but how could it be like a ruthless, cruel, blood-stained, evil evil demon?
The thinking of ordinary people is always very simple, looking at the essence through the phenomenon.
It was also because the people were honest in their minds, so when Duan Wuhuan yelled to disperse the people and gave Chen Xinglie a way, they were stupefied by the people.
"Let it, let you be fierce, in front of Chen Zi, if you dare to be fierce, Chen Zi can't forgive you!"
"Chen Zi is a literary master. I admire Chen Zi from the bottom of my heart. I will not only give way to Chen Zi, but also take the initiative to ask others to stand on both sides. But you, dynasty spies, cannot allow Chen Zi to be accused of bullying others. ."
"That's it! Be careful that Chen Zi is blamed. The descendants you are waiting for will never enter the path of Wendao cultivation."
Everyone is talking to me at a glance.
Hearing this, Duan Wuhuan didn't dare to say anything, so he walked forward honestly, and even put away the folding fan. He was no longer the same handsome boy as he used to be, and he was relieved a lot.
really.
The crowd parted a road.
In the middle of the long street, no pedestrians can be seen anymore, all standing on both sides of the street.
Chen Xinglie was also a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, the dignified demon would be so admired.
Have these people in the capital misunderstood something?
no matter what.
Being respected is a good thing.
Chen Xinglie was quite enjoyable, but he didn't bother to go to see the situation that he encountered today, whether he fits in with the people of the big devil, and walked forward.
unconsciously.
The imperial city is in sight.
In the Meridian Square, two towering canopies stand upright. The emperor of the Great King Dynasty sits under the shorter sliding canopy, while the other taller canopy is empty.
That is the seat reserved for Chen Xinglie.
The hundreds of civil and military officials stood around Hua Gai, and those scholars who entered Beijing to rush for the exam were all standing aside. The crowd was crowded in the distance, full of people who came to see the lively capital of the capital. All the people in the uncle’s mansion were dressed in prison uniforms. Kneeling on the ground tied up, with a superintendent card inserted behind his neck, on which it was pasted up with a layer of white paper, with the names of many prisoners written on it.
Chen Xinglie only glanced around and saw Tu Jiaojiao, who was clamoring in the Chen Mansion at the time, that he would destroy the Chen family.
now.
Tu Jiaojiao didn't have the slightest arrogant appearance at the time. She knelt on the ground, languid, like an eggplant beaten by frost, her face appeared dead gray, her figure was thin, and she had obviously suffered a lot in the prison. .
Ye Chen, a son of the Ye family in Jiangzhou, stood in front of the crowd of onlookers, silent and pale. He was no longer arrogant like when he went to Chen Mansion, thinking that by hooking up with the National Uncle Mansion, he would be able to be in the Datong Dynasty. Walk sideways.
The tree fell and scattered.
The power of the National Uncle's Mansion is only relying on the old queen. Now Qian Yuzao, who pretended to be the old queen, has died under the sword of Li Qinglian. The National Uncle's Mansion is without a backing. How can the emperor tolerate them?
Over the years, there have been many princes and grandchildren who have been oppressed by the National Uncle's Mansion. The emperor has been holding his breath. As for the uncle of the country as the emperor's uncle, he was originally a close relative. This has been forgotten by the emperor. The emperor is ruthless, otherwise he would have died in the palace battle.
Before the midday gate, the scene was noisy.
When Chen Xinglie strode forward, the bustling crowd immediately calmed down, and no one dared to speak easily.
Ye Chen looked at Chen Xinglie from a distance, then looked at the peerless beauty who was striding with Chen Xinglie, and recognized that it was the Yumeng fairy of Tushan Sect. He couldn't help but feel ashamed, but his heart was full of resentment. Chen Xinglie! You are on the way of writing and have such a method, but you don’t say a word or reveal a word to me! If I knew you had this kind of ability, how could I bow down to hook up with Tu Jiaojiao, how could I do it willingly? The minister under her skirt..."
But Ye Chen didn't dare to say a word of these words.
And at this moment.
The scholars in the Meridian Square already saluted Chen Xinglie one by one, shouting: "Students pay homage to the saints!"
Saints!
Chen Xinglie couldn't help smiling.
He likes this title very much.
At this moment, Chen Xinglie had already realized something in his heart, and thought to himself: "The impression left by the big demon walking between the world and the world is nothing more than the word awe. If it is just a generation of evil spirits, The world is bound to be terrified. Whenever they see a great demon, they will panic. But for a great demon like this seat, the world not only fears this seat, but also admires this seat.
Life is nothing more than fame and fortune.
Chen Xinglie nodded slightly at the crowd, and was about to walk forward. The emperor had already greeted him in a stride, and said, "Welcome to the saints! Chen Zi, please take your seat."