First Class Taoist Gate

"Though thousands of people, I will go alone!" Zhang Bairen murmured.

Although the voice was low, Zhang Fei's Taoist skills could hear clearly, and he stared at Zhang Bairen for a long time, but after all, he didn't say anything.

The paper seller in Luoyang, I don't know how many celebrities smashed how many porcelains, all the celebrities are angry, but they dare not make it.

The great Confucian Confucian scholars gather, this matter is promoted by Confucianism, if you want to stop the sale of paper, don't say anything else, please settle Confucianism first.

"You put yourself in danger by doing this, I'm afraid that the family's actions against you will soon begin" Zhang Fei looked at Zhang Bairen with serious eyes.

Zhang Bairen smiled without saying a word, and Zhang Fei smiled bitterly: "Thinking about your father, you have such an ability now, why not have a certain future for your brother."

Two horizontal eyebrows trembled, Zhang Bairen's eyebrows frowned: "Zhang Baiyi is now the same age as me, what can I do? Father Haosheng taught me these things for ten or eight years."

Zhang Fei smiled bitterly.

The two returned, Zhang Fei really stopped talking, stayed overnight in Zhang's mansion, and the father and son left separately.

Seeing Zhang Fei leave, Zhang Bairen sighed lightly, he did not lack the love of his father, he had his own father in his previous life.

For Zhang Fei, it's just a little polite for Zhang's mother. As for the rest, it really didn't happen.

"My lord, Wang Tong, please come over." Xiaohu walked over and gave Zhang Bairen a respectful salute.

"Prepare the carriage," Zhang Bairen said, turned and boarded the carriage, and headed for Wangtong's mansion.

Wang Tong feasted himself, nothing more than for scientific research.

Zhang Bairen's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers tapped on the hidden compartment of the carriage, and he swept the crowds on the street. There were as many as eight tracking spies he could detect.

"It seems that my head is really valuable." A strand of hair circulated slowly at the fingertips, like a snake, a living creature.

The carriage wheel came to Wang Tong's mansion.

It's a small courtyard house rather than a mansion.

There was a book boy waiting at the concierge. When he saw Zhang Bairen get off the car, he walked over stubbornly, and saluted Zhang Bairen meticulously like an old master: "But Zhang Bairen, Governor Zhang?"

"It's the poor way" Zhang Bairen nodded.

"Lord, please" The boy looked at Zhang Bairen with envy in his eyes.

Zhang Bairen is younger than himself, but he is enough to sit on the same level as his own teacher. He is definitely a model of success for a young man.

As the boy entered the house, Wang Tong was fiddling with the charcoal fire, subconsciously tightening his clothes, Zhang Bairen stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen Mr."

"Don't be polite, we don't like this one between us." Wang Tong waved his hand, put down the fire stick in his hand, and said, "Warm up with a cup of hot tea."

Wang Tong was energetic and energetic, and it was obvious at a glance that Zhang Bairen seemed to be in something wrong.

"It's nothing, it's a little problem." Zhang Bairen sat in front of the stove. He was not really cold, but after practicing Dao Gong, he would have an illusion of coldness, so he felt very cold.

"I have already drawn up the rules of the imperial examination. Let's see what's wrong." Wang Tong handed over a paper in his hand.

Zhang Bairen took a look, and nodded after a while: "Whenever there is nothing wrong, only food and heating must be in place. Now the weather is getting cold. If the pen and ink freezes, it will not be conducive to scientific research."

Wang Tong was stunned: "Your kid really hit the nail on the head, the old man has never considered this issue."

"Although it is not a cold winter, it is already late autumn. Sooner or later, there will be ice condensation. This matter has to be considered. Even if someone secretly calculates, they have to take precautions." A wise light flashed in Zhang Bairen's eyes.

"These regulations need to be supplemented by Mr. Xiao," Wang Tong said with a smile.

Zhang Bairen was not polite. He picked up his pen and sorted out slowly. After listing a few articles of association, he had a conversation with Wang Tong. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Wang Tong smiled and said, "If you don’t dislike the simple and simple, Liang Mi Rough, how about going after eating in the humble house?"

Zhang Bairen's all-inclusive truth, Wang Tong's food is very simple, a bit too simple.

A bowl of white rice, white rice mixed with a little brown rice, a bowl of greens, a plate of tofu, nothing more.

In fact, Wang Tong's food is absolutely good in this era. It should be noted that many people eat grass roots, bark and chaff. As for the polished rice and white rice, they can only eat during the Chinese New Year.

After the two parties had dinner, Zhang Bairen got up and left.

Although the food is simple, the vegetables are well prepared and taste very good. The tofu is carefully marinated and has a slightly milky tofu flavor.

After returning home to practice swordsmanship, looking at the bright moon in the sky, the leaves slowly withered and yellow, he sighed softly, and tightened his coat tightly.

In ancient times, there was no entertainment. Zhang Bairen sat in the lobby and played the piano silently. The high mountains and running water dispelled the silence of the night. The guards in the dark were intoxicated by the music.

Zhang Bairen stood up slowly, looked at the Tao Te Ching in his hand for a while before he went to sleep in his clothes.

The scientific examination will definitely not be so peaceful, and something big will happen.

Three days later, the scientific expedition was held as scheduled. The matter of the scientific expedition was shaken by the whole country.

The place for the scientific research is in the Imperial College, and I don’t know how many scholars have lined up outside the Imperial College before dawn, studying books carefully in the cold wind.

Grinding the gun, the unhappiness is gone.

Zhang Bairen drove through the scholars in a carriage and entered the Imperial College. At this time, the Imperial College was brightly lit, and Daru Wangtong and a dozen other invigilators were sitting in the lobby discussing something.

In the Imperial College, there are five steps and one post, and there are masters dispatched from the palace with serious faces everywhere.

"Pardon your sins, the official is late." Looking at everyone in the room, Zhang Bairen clasped his fists and told him a crime. The room was full of Confucian people with half-white hair and even white hair. All of them have white heads, their faces are dignified, and their majesty is not angry or majestic.

"Your kid is here finally!" Wang Tong stood up and smiled, and turned to a dozen Confucian Daoists: "Everyone, this is Zhang Bairen, the founder of my Confucian prosperity and the enlightened teacher of the Confucian scholars."

"I'll see Mr. Zhang." The great scholars looked solemn and respected.

"Don't dare to be such a big gift to everyone" Zhang Bairen hurriedly responded.

"Why don't you dare to be, you invented papermaking and printing, so my Confucianism has the opportunity to prosper, and it has completely overwhelmed all the scholars, and it is true to its name." A great scholar was full of smiles.

"Mr. Zhang is really young and promising. He is a talented person. Please take a seat. We are discussing some imperial examinations to see if there are any omissions." A great scholar said.

When everyone took their seats, they began to analyze the various rules made before.

It is nothing more than to first worship the Confucian Temple of the ancestral temple, and after the worship of Confucius, various procedures are carried out, and even the urgent matters of the scholars are counted.

After a check, the sun gradually rose, and the sky was bright, Wang Tongcai stood up and said: "This matter is very big, and what I do today must be recorded in the annals of history. It is the rule of future generations. Everything You can think twice before doing everything. Now that it has been approved, let's start."

"All the monarchs encourage each other" everyone said together ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and each of them began to busy.

The gate of the Imperial College opened, and countless scholars entered the Imperial College Hall. The ceremony was hosted by the Confucian Wang Tong and other great scholars. Even Zhang Bairen also mixed in the crowd. He changed into purple clothes and wore a gorgeous jade crown. Incomparable, unparalleled demeanor.

"Who is that young man? I actually stood with the great scholars." Looking at the short figures among the great scholars in front of the ancestral temple, the purple clothes and the Confucian robes of the great scholars were so dazzling that everyone couldn't ignore it.

"You have a superficial knowledge, right? This person is my poor teacher Zhang Bairen. And only Master Zhang can have such a tolerance, can perform such feats as imperial examinations, papermaking, printing, etc., open a way for my poor disciples The way to the sky." One scholar thought thoughtfully.

"Ah? He is Master Zhang? Really young, a bit too young. It is really amazing that Master Zhang has such a skill at such an age, but he is not young and unwilling to live for a hundred years." A man with a gray beard The eyes of Confucian scholars with folds were full of surprise and shock.

"Master Zhang is the reincarnation of a heavenly man, who specializes in saving me and so on. It is natural to have some magic," a thin scholar said with enthusiasm.