In a school room that was converted into an examination room, Yan Yi held a wooden card, and with the help of an errand officer in charge of guiding the work, found his seat and sat down on his knees.

Then, he turned his head and saw a familiar face.

"Master Father, is he also here to participate in the examination?" Yan Yi thought with his head down.

Of course, the master father knows that there are only a few outliers who learn vertical and horizontal techniques in the land of Qilu.

Yan Yi looked around him again, and unfamiliar faces came into view.

"The competition is indeed fierce...... Yan Yi thought as he looked at the examination room.

But no matter how fierce it is, he must also win this exam, because ...... This is related to the future of Confucianism!

In fact, Yan Yi doesn't need to participate in this so-called examination at all, his family is a local prominent family in Jinan, and his ancestor is Yan Hui, a sage of Confucianism.

However, when Yan Yi heard about the examination on the way to study, he immediately rushed to Chang'an all night.

Since the time of Shusun Tong, Confucianism has tried everything to make a difference in politics.

However, in the more than 50 years since the establishment of the Han Dynasty, all kinds of efforts have not achieved much results.

Liu's attitude towards Confucianism has always been respectful but not reused.

To change this unfavorable situation, a prince who is inclined to Confucianism is the key!

"If I can pass the exam, I can learn from Chao Wrong, and the subtle influence of Guò on His Royal Highness Liu De will magnify my Confucianism......" As the eleventh descendant of Yan Hui, since he was a child, Yan Yi has received the education of: light lintel, raise eyebrows, and go to Jun Yao Shun.

Therefore, at this moment, Yan Yi felt that there was a sense of mission urging and spurring him.

At this time, there was a sudden silence in the examination room, and I saw a group of heavily armed soldiers surrounded by a man walking on the high platform in the center of the school field and announcing loudly: "By the edict of the Son of Heaven, His Royal Highness the Prince Liu De ordered, it was announced that the first examination will begin!" ”

"The exam question is: Boy Liu De heard: All the sons of a hundred schools, different paths to the same end, but also have their own expressions, please try to say the sages, on the ...... of the world"

After listening to this topic, many people, including Yan Yi, were a little surprised.

"This topic ......" Yan Yi thought: "It's too broad, isn't it......?"

"Hundred schools of thought?" On the other side, the master father Yan also muttered and wondered: "In this way, wouldn't even novelists and yin-yang families be able to enter the house?" ”

Although the vertical and horizontal techniques he learned were not prominent at the time, at least his ancestors were also broad, and novelists, yin-yang families, what is that? One is to specialize in the gossip and gossip that the mud legs at the bottom of the market like, and the other is simply something that only the gods and men learn......

But there is no way to refute or disagree.

Because, in essence, all the theories and ideas of the hundred schools of thought have the same source - "Yi".

Confucianism, Mo Fa, Miscellaneous Names, Huang Soldiers, Doctors, Huang Lao, Yin and Yang, and all other schools, there is only one saint who is recognized and respected by them - Zhou Gong.

However, this little unhappiness and wonder was quickly forgotten by the master father, and it was very precious to have an opportunity to explain and promote the art to the royal family in an open and honest manner!

Thinking like this, the master father felt that his whole body was full of strength.

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At this time, dozens of officers carried some things wrapped in cloth into the examination room, and then, they opened the cloth bags, revealing the contents wrapped in a piece of things that had never been seen before.

The officers distributed the thin white objects one by one to each of the reference scholars, in order.

"This is a blank paper, His Royal Highness has an order, this time the examination will replace the bamboo slips as a test paper for answering questions!" An errand officer placed two blank pieces of paper in front of Yan Yi and introduced them.

Yan Yi took the two blank pieces of paper that were distributed to him, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Touching the 'white paper', Yan Yi was like a curious child, trying to find out if there was any connection between this 'white paper' and silk, but unfortunately, he touched it back and forth, and read it again, but he didn't find that this 'white paper' had any silky characteristics.

"I'm afraid that this blank paper will replace the silk book from now on......" Yan Yi thought to himself, because he didn't know how much this white paper was, Yan Yi only dared to think so at this time.

And the businessman-turned-scholar, the moment he received this blank paper, immediately knew that this was a new way of wealth!

Among other things, the nobles and princes would surely like this new white thing.

"If you can get the manufacturing process of this blank paper, you can make a fortune immediately!" Countless people's eyes have become blood-red, for these people, the results of the examination are not so important now, as long as they can get the manufacturing technology of this blank paper, then their own family is the next huge rich!

If you have money, are you afraid that you won't have an official to do?

In these thoughts, the examination officially began.

Carrying an ink pen to write on the white paper, the master only felt that this white paper was really good!

Not only the ink of every word written down is very clear, but it will not be like bamboo slips because the ink is not clear, and you have to write hard.

The most important thing is that you can write more on paper than on bamboo slips.

A roll of bamboo slips, on which a few hundred words can be written is already remarkable!

But now, on a blank piece of paper, if you control it, then at least more than a thousand words can be written.

What does this mean?

The Master Father couldn't be clearer!

Previously, a "Tao Te Ching" had a total of 5,000 words, but it was written on bamboo slips, but it was to be written with several rolls of bamboo slips, and the weight alone was several catties, and after having white paper, four or five blank sheets of paper could copy all the content of a "Tao Te Ching", and its weight was probably not as heavy as two copper coins!

After such a comparison, the master father Yan knew that this blank paper would be completely eliminated sooner or later, and the hundreds of schools of thought would probably enter a reshuffle period.

"After the examination, I will write to the teacher immediately, asking the teacher to come to Chang'an and see the blank paper!" The master father thought to himself.

He was already keenly aware that with the appearance of this blank paper, the speed and method of spreading the ideas and knowledge of the hundred schools of thought would change from now on.

It is no exaggeration to say that whoever takes the lead in this change may become the mainstream in the future!

On the other side, Yan Yi also had the same idea.

"I have to write letters to Mr. Dong and Hu Gong, this blank paper, my Confucianism must grasp the opportunity!"

Compared to Yan Yi's thoughts and the thoughts of the master and father, Sima Xiangru was in a different way.

"This blank paper is really easy to use, and when the examination is over, it would be good if I could find a place to buy it, I will definitely buy more!" Sima Xiangru, who was swaying beautiful poems on the paper, thought that he only felt that this blank paper was simply tailor-made for everyone like him!

Sima Xiangru stutters and has difficulty speaking, but because of this, he can devote all his mind to creation.

And the appearance of the white paper made him immediately fall in love with this thin piece of paper.

In the past, he wrote a maximum of three or five poems a year.

But after seeing the blank paper, especially after experiencing it himself, Sima Xiangru felt that he could write at least thirty or forty poems a year, which added up to 100,000 or even 100,000 words.

In this case......

"Just by relying on the number of words, I can also become the world's No. 1 poet to everyone!" As long as Sima Xiangru thought about this, his face immediately flushed with excitement, and he couldn't restrain himself, under such a feeling, Sima Xiangru's literary thoughts were like springs, and inspiration continued to burst out, and it took less than half an hour to write the two blank pieces of paper with words.

Then, he stood up and asked, "Can ...... Can...... Not...... ...... Submit papers? ”

As a result, he became the first person to hand in the papers in the three examination rooms.

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Hmm, I pushed ~~~~~~~~~

Why do I feel like I'm on the execution ground?

Erase, continue to go to the code to save the manuscript to ~~~~~~~~~