In winter, the courtyard was covered with a layer of white snow.

In the middle, a child was swept out of an open space, revealing the ground paved with bluestone bricks. The years were mottled and many traces were trampled, which looked a bit old and more ancient.

Yang Yun was wearing a strong suit, holding a long sword, and his clothes were very light in winter, but he seemed to be careless, and even a hint of white breath rose above his head.

After standing up for a long time, Yang Yun pinched the sword technique with his left hand and stepped on the stance, but he practiced a set of sword techniques. This is a daily morning exercise, and it cannot be struck by thunder.

In the courtyard, silver lights are flying, dragons and phoenixes are rising, and the weather is so strict.

"Huh!" After a few rounds, Yang Yun opened his mouth and spitted out, and the white air shot out nearly half a foot, showing his extraordinary internal cultivation.

Seeing Yang Yun standing with his sword, the servant serving on the side quickly stepped forward, handed over towels and other items, and kept complimenting, "Young Master Yang's sword technique is even more sophisticated. The little one stood so far that he could see his heart thumping!"

"You are just sweet-mouthed!" Yang Yun smiled and cursed, handed the sword in his hand to the servant without hesitation, and took a towel to wipe it.

"How dare you tell lies? At that time, Young Master Yang learned extraordinary swordsmanship in less than three months, and even the master was very surprised!" The servant was not joking. When Yang Yun first came, many servants looked at the young master of the cousin's family, and looked at the weak and literary master, and they looked a little despised. Not that just a few months later, Yang Yun could learn excellent martial arts and was strong in his body, which was no longer comparable to before.

The master here refers to Cheng Xun.

Hearing this, a few strange colors appeared in Yang Yun's eyes: "I have lost it before I can cherish it..."

The servant widened his eyes. I wonder what the young master meant.

Seeing this, Yang Yun didn't say much and ordered casually: "Prepare hot water. I want to take a shower, and then I will respect the gods and greet my uncle and aunt..."

This is a rule, so it was naturally ready. The servant didn't think much about it and said, "The fragrant soup is ready, and I'm waiting for the young master!"

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Yang Yun looked solemn and came to a small compartment in the yard.

As soon as I opened the door, a gust of sandalwood swelled up in front of me, accompanied by some smoke. I saw an altar in the middle, with offerings such as incense and candles on it. The one who was sacrificed was a statue of a god, a young man, and his dignity was majestic.

I don’t know if it was because of the great craftsmanship that was carved at the time, or because the statue of the god was sacrificed day and night, and it was effective in life. Every time Yang Yun went to the sacrifice, he felt that the statue of the god seemed to be coming alive, especially the eyes of the gods, which were full of agility and radiance.

"I don't know if the City God God was looking at this last time..."

Yang Yun couldn't help but have some reverie, and then quickly took it in. "When sacrificing, be sure to be sincere. What am I thinking?"

He was dressed upright, lit three bundles of long incense, worshiped respectfully, and then inserted the long incense into a small copper stove on the altar.

Sparse smoke and a faint smell of sandalwood brought Yang Yun's thoughts back to the past.

I remember a few years ago, I was a Confucian scholar who was powerless, and his energy was exhausted and he was almost in full swing.

Unexpectedly, on the way to join Jianye’s uncle, by chance, the City God valued it, and temporarily lent his body, but he gave a lot of compensation afterwards. Not only did he replenish the loss of his body's energy, but he even brought many indescribable benefits.

Not only do you remember everything after reading, but you can also learn martial arts and have high talent.

The original Yang Yun had no interest in martial arts, and even despised him in his heart, believing that martial artists were not knowledgeable and were vulgar people.

But after a while of life and death, especially when I felt that the energy infused with divine power was filled with energy, it was extremely comfortable, which was in sharp contrast to the previous sick body. In order to keep it, Yang Yun had to be shameless and ask his uncle for these "vulgar learnings" he looked down upon before.

Cheng Xun had received a letter from his sister before, and was worried that his nephew was not in good health. He was not very happy to see that he wanted to learn martial arts and strengthen his body.

As a policeman, he had to sell some thin pieces of martial arts collections collected by the government, even if he was a local gang, he gave him a few sets of advanced martial arts. Cheng Xun came from the army and took the essence, deleted it, and passed it on to Yang Yun.

Yang Yun was extremely talented and worked hard. In less than half a year, he had a tendency to surpass his youth and surpass his youth, which made Cheng Xun's old wish.

"Thank you for your blessing from the City God!" Thinking of this, Yang Yun saluted solemnly.

I also thought about the previous Wu Hou, and after the Duke of Wu entered the city, he seemed to intend to promote the belief in the City God in Jianye. For this reason, he even demolished the Zhao Family Ancestral Temple in the center of the city and transformed it into the City God Temple. In the future, he did not have to be so sneaky and was as if he was sneaky. He couldn't help but be even more happy. Thinking about the day when the City God Temple was completed, he had to go and sing two incense sticks and give some incense, well! Not only that, he also had to bring his uncle and aunt to pray for them...

When the worship of the gods came out, the sun clouds looked at the sky. The sun shone down and shone on the snow. The light shone brightly, very dazzling.

"I don't expect that this time has come, so I have to go and greet my uncle quickly!"

Seeing that it was a little missed, Yang Yun no longer had the intention to enjoy the snow scene and speeded up his pace.

"Is it Yun'er? Come in!"

Yang Yun just arrived at the front of the door and was about to knock on the door when he heard his uncle's voice coming from inside.

Without hesitation, he pushed the door open and saw Cheng Xun sitting upright, and the maid who served took her back with her copper basin, towels and other items.

"I've seen my uncle!" Yang Yun saluted respectfully.

"Well! I heard that you danced with chickens every day and practiced them all the time. My uncle was very pleased. This was better than my incompetent rebellious sons. At a young age, I didn't think about learning martial arts, but I made friends everywhere and flirted with flowers and plants..."

When Cheng Xun saw Yang Yun, his face was gentle and joyful. He mentioned his children, but he showed anger again.

Yang Yun did not dare to answer this casually, stood there with his hands and listened quietly to Cheng Xun complaining.

After venting, Cheng Xun smiled: "I'm old! I like to complain a little, don't blame Yun'er..."

Yang Yun lowered his head: "My uncle is in full swing, and his brothers are just young and confused for a while, and they will definitely wake up in the future!"

Although Cheng Xun was a little nagging about his old age at this time, Yang Yun dared not forget that not long ago, who led his confidant elites to break through the provincial governor's residence in one fell swoop, and even forced Zhao Pan to commit suicide!

"Don't comfort me, I can see this clearly." Cheng Xun smiled, paused, and his tone turned solemn again, "You must have considered it clearly today, so let's talk!"

"Uncle, my nephew still wants to take the imperial examination!" Yang Yun looked at Cheng Xun and said, with a different light in his eyes.

Song Yu's list of scholars to recruit talents from all over the world has long been spread throughout Wuzhou, and is well known to everyone, and there is also a trend of spreading to the whole world.

As the provincial government, the news spreads even faster.

"You...oh! Forget it! Forget it! Since you are willing to give in, your uncle doesn't force it, so you go and take the exam and see the fate!"

Cheng Xun smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle is also a military official for many years. This imperial examination system is really unheard of. It is not limited to birth and anyone can take the exam... Fortunately, even if he fails, he will not cancel the recommendation opportunity. Yun'er, just let it go and try!"

Yang Yun smiled bitterly. Cheng Xun was just a patrol inspector before and his official position was not high. However, after entering the state government residence and making great contributions, he was also promoted and barely qualified to recommend his son and nephew to become a ninth-rank official.

This seat was naturally stared at by many people, especially Cheng Xun's sons and the wife and the concubine behind them.

As for Cheng Xun himself, he was paying attention to Cheng Xun's nephew.

As long as you receive Cheng Xun's recommendation, you will immediately have a ninth-rank official. For Yang Yun, who is still a white body, it can be considered a step to reach the sky, but deep in Yang Yun's heart, he didn't want to do so.

"Honey, it's so hard to repay! It's already very difficult for me to stay at my uncle's house and get cultivated by my uncle. How can I seize the opportunity of my cousins?"

After Cheng Xun showed his feelings before, Yang Yun immediately felt his aunt and cousin's jealous and resentful eyes in the dark, but his aunt treated him as kind as ever, but made Yang Yun even more uneasy.

I decided in my heart that even if I failed the imperial examination, I must not let my uncle use the opportunity to recommend it!

"That's a big deal! I'll go to the Political Affairs Hall to register. I heard that I will also have an official status after I finish my studies! If I do things properly and make contributions, I may not be promoted to an official position!"

Yang Yun's eyes flashed, but he made up his mind!

...

The news of Song Yuli's imperial examination and selecting talents in a variety of ways was swept across Wuzhou like a wind and heading towards the whole world.

In this era, the official position was basically based on recommendations. Even if the children of poor families and peasants were very talented and well-educated, they would not have the chance to make a name for themselves if they were recommended.

Even if you sell yourself and rely on others, most of the aristocratic families take care of their own family members, so how could they give you a good seat?

When you reach the officialdom, your family has a weak foundation and no one will be more respectful. If your family background is insufficient, you can only stop below the fifth rank in your life!

This is the common situation of poor talents in this world!

And when the door to advance is firmly maintained by the aristocratic families, how difficult is it to raise your own family?

If the family status is not good, talents have no way out, which will form a vicious cycle. It will not be possible to change until the world is turned upside down and the world changes hands.

When the True Dragon comes to power, the dependent families form a new force and clan, and they will still block the back, and this cycle takes place every three hundred years.

The political affairs hall established by Song Yu before was just to cultivate talents. It was first small in scale, and most of it was just an official after it came out. You would not be promoted without making contributions.

But the imperial examination is different. The treatment of scholars is equivalent to that of officials, and the treatment of juren is equivalent to that of history. If a juren comes out to serve as an official, he can obtain an official position of the ninth rank!

The first imperial examination is not limited to identity. As long as you know some words, you can go to the government to take the exam. How big is this for poor scholars in the world?

Although the exam is scheduled for December, many scholars have set out to head for Fucheng or Jianye.
Chapter completed!