Chapter 199: Maintaining world peace is left to you

Everyone went to look at the cursive script on the table again. Cursive script was originally a font derived from official script and gradually evolved for the convenience of writing. However, by this time, cursive script had its own style and was integrated.

However, the cursive script in the Song Dynasty was more than that in later generations, but there were still a lot of traces of official script in evolution, and the form of cursive script was not completely derived. The cursive script written by Chen Ao was self-organized, which was very different from the cursive script of this era.

Everyone was stunned after seeing Chen Ao's calligraphy. The dots and strokes of this post were simple, solemn, and implicit, with neat characters and strict rules. Looking at the whole article, the atmosphere was simple, gentle, calm and refreshing. Such cursive writing styles were really unprecedented. Zhang Qi couldn't help but be full of spirit and said, "Good posts, good posts, such running scripts are really rare in the world. I'm disrespectful, Mr. Chen." This time, he solemnly bowed to Chen Ao, and then said sadly: "With Mr. Chen's running script, I must also take the art exam?"

Most of the people present were students from all over the world who were going to the art exam. Today, they came to pray for incense and worship Buddha, hoping for the blessing of the Buddha. At this time, when Zhang Qi talked about the art exam solemnly, they all calmed down. They thought to themselves that the old man Zhang’s running script in front of him was already extremely powerful, and today they met Mr. Chen again, it was even more unpredictable. It seems that this year’s art exam is hidden and hiding dragons and tigers. It is not easy to be in high school.

Chen Aohe nodded: "The student has already applied for the exam, but he doesn't understand the rules of the exam room. He is not afraid of laughing at the teacher when he says it. This time the student went there with the intention of accidentally."

Zhang Qi smiled and said, "If you accidentally hit me, others don't have to take the exam. Actually, I..." His face turned a little red, and he stroked his white beard and said, "I have taken the exam six consecutive times, but after these six times, I have never made it to the list. Oh, this is also a lucky number. I have thought about it. If I don't go to high school this time, I will lose my intentions in the art exam. If I don't come to Bianjing again, I will stay in the village and play with my grandchildren." He continued with a pale look: "It's a pity that I have practiced calligraphy for the rest of my life."

After sighing, everyone felt sorry for it. If Zhang Qi's calligraphy was definitely a top-notch, even he failed the exam again and again, which shows the cruelty of this art exam.

Zhang Qi smiled and said, "This is luck. If you don't pass the exam, you won't pass the exam. Mr. Chen, if you talk about the rules of the art exam, you will be right. The art exam is divided into two exams. First, you will take the meaning of the classics. Only after passing the classics can you take the next calligraphy and painting exam. The calligraphy and painting exam is arranged according to painting, calligraphy, chess, Ruan, Yu, and piano, and one exam every day. If Mr. Chen is applying for the book exam, he will continue to take the second exam the next day after finishing the classics."

He smiled slightly: "If you pass both exams, then the palace examination will be held seven days later. After the palace examination, the official will be ranked three-level, Jinshi, and Jinshi. Mr. Chen, with your talent, it should not be a problem to take the palace examination, but you should be careful of the classical examination. In fact, for us candidates who are in the art examination, the most difficult thing is not the art examination, but the classical examination."

Chen Ao was not worried about the Sutra and Ethics exam. After all, he was a student. The hard work he had done for the past six months was not in vain. But he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He even signed up for four exams in painting, calligraphy, Ruan and Yu. After the exam, he would be exhausted and would have to participate in four palace exams at that time...

The pressure is so great.

Seeing that Chen Ao was a little hesitant, Zhang Qi thought he was also afraid of the Jingyi exam, and thought to himself: "If Mr. Chen fails the exam, it would be a pity." Good words reminded: "Mr. Chen, for us, the biggest opponent in this art exam is the Taixue Academy of Calligraphy and Painting. The Taixue Academy of Calligraphy and Painting has been established for a hundred years. The students taught the doctors of the Hanlin Academy of Calligraphy and Painting. While teaching the scriptures, they learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. They have both guidance from famous teachers and most of them have talents. The strength of these people cannot be underestimated. Therefore, in previous years, more than half of the art exams were Taixue Academy of Calligraphy and Painting. When they met these people, Mr. Chen should be careful."

Chen Aohe nodded and smiled in his heart. It was the too student again. My buddy had a grudge against the too student. Why are they always there? Alas, this time I don’t know if these students from the calligraphy and painting academy slapped me in the face or if I went to beat them.

At this time and space, the two monks Kongjing presented tea inscriptions and came up with pastries. Everyone drank tea. Zhang Qi said, "Young Master Chen, I am going back to the inn to practice calligraphy. Let's see you again." He stood up and said, "There is an expert in calligraphy like Young Master Chen in Bianjing. I am convinced and see you again if you have the fate."

Chen Ao smiled and said, "The next time I meet, it would be even better if I can meet Mr. Zhang in the palace examination."

Zhang Qi smiled and said, "I hope so." He said goodbye.

Most of the people in the Zhushan room just wanted to see the fun. When Zhang Qi left, they all dispersed and became deserted all at once. Zhou Ruo came in and said to Chen Ao: "Cousin, are they all candidates who are going to take the exam?"

Chen Aohe nodded and smiled, "It seems that the art exam is very popular this time. Some Bodhisattvas are busy now. Look at the bustling pilgrims, eight out of ten are here to seek high school. If I were Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, I would be afraid that I would cry."

Zhou Ruo said angrily: "You can just talk nonsense."

Kong Ding, who was standing beside him, quickly recited the Buddhist scriptures silently and said, "Amitabha, don't lie, son."

Chen Ao smiled and said to Kong Ding: "I almost forgot that this is a mountain gate and you can't talk nonsense. Damn it, damn it, damn it."

Kong Ding said in his heart: "Even if he is outside, he can't talk nonsense." But he just smiled bitterly. He knew that Chen's arrogance was so arrogant that he stopped talking, and said: "Young Master Chen can come, Zhushan Fang is full of glory. Please wait for your younger brother. My senior brother and I will go to cook a pot of good tea and make some excellent pastries."

He hurried away, Chen Ao said, "Where is Shi Xiaohu? Why haven't this kid come yet?"

Zhou Ruo said, "You are talking about what the little monk does all day long, and that little monk is dead." She still resented the last time she came and was searched by Shi Xiaohu. Her pretty face turned red and she thought to herself in resentment: "When you see that little monk, you must teach him a lesson."

At this moment, Shi Xiaohu jumped in indifferently and romantically, ran to Chen Ao quickly, and said happily: "Donor Chen, you are here, where are my candied haws, candied haws?"

Chen Ao smiled and took out a small bag wrapped in oil paper from the treasure bag, handed it to him, touching his bald head and said, "Little Tiger has grown tall, come on, let me kiss him." He hugged Shi Xiaohu and wanted to kiss his bald head.

Shi Xiaohu smiled and avoided it. He tore out a few strings of candied haws from the oil bag, pinched out one to eat, sat obediently next to Zhou Ruo and Shen Ao, looking at Zhou Ruo and said, "Sister Zhou, do you eat candied haws?"

Zhou Ruo's face was dark and he said, "Don't eat."

"Oh." Shi Xiaohu licked the fructose and said with a smile: "I knew you wouldn't eat it." He licked the candied haws happily and said: "Donor Chen, maybe I won't see you again in the future."

Chen Ao said: "Why is this?"

Shi Xiaohu said: "My mother told me to return to secular life, saying that the government has issued fewer and fewer certificates of tuition. Without the certificate, the monthly money will be reduced. Instead of doing this, it is better to go back to your hometown to do farm work."

Chen Ao was speechless. Shi Xiaohu dared to say anything. This guy is too utilitarian to be a monk. If you have a high salary, you will run away if you don’t have a salary. Are you like you? Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have spirits in heaven, so they must cry.

Shi Xiaohu said sadly: "I don't want to let my master and uncle go back to my hometown."

Chen Ao said: "Then what do you want to do?"

Shi Xiaohu tilted his head and thought for a while, then licked the candied haws and said, "I want to be a hero who walks around the world, help the weak, and act on the way for heaven."

Chen Ao said: "Good, this ideal is very noble. Your Brother Shen didn't teach you in vain."

Shi Xiaohu said sadly again: "But my parents said that the heroes who come and go have to have a meal. They want to be knights, and they also want to be knights who farm during the day and at night."

Chen Ao sweated coldly, and his lips were speechless.

Shi Xiaohu raised his eyes and looked at Chen Ao, saying, "Brother Shen, I am afraid that I have to farm during the day and be chivalrous at night. I can't be busy for a while, that's bad. Master said that you can't be bothered and do nothing well if you divide the gods."

Zhou Ruo said: "So, you shouldn't do it anymore, you should concentrate on farming. That's because your brute force is just right to use it."

Chen Ao said with a stern face: "Cousin, how do you teach people to fall into depravity? Is farming a future? If you teach such a good child for life, wouldn't it harm him? In my opinion, Xiaohu can go to the flower garden to be a bodyguard. Any unsightly prostitute dare to make trouble? He will go down with one fist and smash them to death."

Shi Xiaohu tilted his head: "What is the flower garden?"

"This...this..." Chen Ao's eyes were dripping, and he didn't know how to explain for a moment. He thought for a while and said, "That's where the fairies live."

Shi Xiaohu's eyes lit up: "Then I want to go and see what the fairies look like."

Chen Ao patted his head and said earnestly: "Yes, I want to go and see, Xiaohu, think about it, is the fairy not to be desecrated?"

Shi Xiaohu nodded suddenly: "Yes."

Chen Ao said again: "But there are many bad people in this world. They just want to attack fairies. What should I do?"

Shi Xiaohu clenched his fists: "Shi Xiaohu will never let bad people bully the fairy sister."

Chen Ao suddenly patted Shi Xiaohu's head: "Young man, you have such a Bodhisattva heart. The burden of defending the flower hall and protecting the stability and unity of Bianjing City will be handed over to you."

Shi Xiaohu said sadly: "I still have to farm during the day."
Chapter completed!