The carriage was speeding through a remote alleyway, and the driver flung the reins without saying a word, and although the alley was narrow, the carriage did not jolt at all, and it seemed that he was already familiar with the road for the destination he was about to go.

In the carriage, there was silence.

Since the injured Xiucai woke up, he covered his forehead and whispered, lying lifeless on the carriage with a gloomy face.

After the two looked at each other and were silent for a moment, Li Sen finally broke the silence and said, "Brother Ren, how is the injury? Do you want me to ask the coachman to stop the car and find a medical center to help you bandage and treat it?"

"Not necessarily. ”

The Xiucai waved his hand angrily: "I said before that detaining those of us who went to Beijing to take the exam in the 'Qinglu Temple' is a bad idea of the prime minister of the dynasty, and the board of the saints." These people in the car were just ordinary officials, how could they dare to disobey the holy order? Even if I was sick and died in the car at this moment, they would have to drag the body to the Qinglu Temple. ”

When Li Sen heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

"When I came, I heard that the saint loves the people like a son today, and the prime minister is thirsty for talent, why doesn't it seem like this in your mouth?"

"Haha! I don't know where you heard this kind of remarks, it's really ridiculous!"

The Xiucai actually laughed, and while laughing, he shook his head and said, "Although you are good at martial arts and have repelled robbers, it seems that you are not very proficient in politics." Come to think of it, you should be a student taught by an old Confucian student who lives in seclusion in the mountains, right? No wonder when you went to the post station before, you didn't pay much attention to me and Brother Yang. ”

"I hope this benevolent brother will solve his doubts. Li Sen arched his hand.

Seeing that Li Sen was so humble, the injured showman couldn't help but sit up straight and talk with great interest.

"The politics of this dynasty have to start with the previous dynasty. Emperor Kang Yuan of the previous dynasty lived for a long time and lived to be sixty-nine years old, and his crown prince Qi Zhengye survived until he was forty-five years old before he finally became the emperor. But not long after the good days, this lord died just a year after he ascended the throne, leaving only a sixteen-year-old son, who is the current saint. And here's where the problem arises. ”

The injured Xiucai said eloquently: "Qi Zhengye has been the prince for so many years, and as soon as he ascended to the dragon throne, he began to purge the former ministers on a large scale and enabled his own people to come to power. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, many ministers at that time didn't have any ideas. The Prime Minister and the group of old guys in Shangshutai are all ready to abdicate and make way for Xian. But who knows, before Qi Zhengye sat firmly on the dragon throne, he died. And when the Holy One inherits the throne today, the old ministers and ministers of the previous dynasty have not been cleaned. No, the struggle between the old and new factions intensified in this way. By the time of this year's imperial examination, the old faction had finally regained power and controlled the government. Prime Minister Chen Cheng and a group of ministers in the Shangshutai acted as a prestige, and the emperor became an ornament and a puppet. ”

At this, he suddenly stopped. Then he lifted the curtain from the carriage and looked out cautiously.

After seeing that no one was paying attention to the movement in the carriage, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "The reason why this imperial examination is different from the previous one is mainly because Prime Minister Chen Cheng wants to ensure that the talents promoted in this imperial examination are all angry with his own nostrils, so he will detain all of us to Qinglu Temple with great fanfare. I guess in the next two days, these old guys will be encouraging us to persuade us to stand with this group of old-school officials. If anyone dares to oppose or disagree, I am afraid that they may not be able to get out of the capital alive. ”

When Li Sen heard this, he understood a little in his heart.

Sure enough, the first time I heard the news, not all of it was accurate. The words that the high-ranking official of the post station said to himself, 'The saint loves the people like a son, and the prime minister is eager to seek talent', I am afraid that they are just official polite words when I think about it now.

All dynasties and dynasties have had brutal factional struggles, either you die or I die. The degree of cruelty in this is almost no less than that of the cultivation realm of the jungle. It seems that even in this fantasy world, this is the case.

Li Sen touched his chin and pondered for a moment.

In the Ziwei Hall before, when he had not yet entered the illusion world, although Li Sen had already roughly experienced two illusion lives through the book "A Dream of Huangliang". But there are too many places that have been skipped in it, and the main focus is on all kinds of fame and glory obtained.

There is very little description of the shadows in these officialdoms.

Now, through the description of the injured talent, Li Sen has a clear understanding of the current political situation. According to Li Sen's experience, in the whirlpool of factional struggle, avoid it if you can, and never get involved in it, otherwise there will be absolutely no good fruit to eat in the future.

"By the way, Brother Li, I heard that when you saw Prince Qing in the morning, you seemed to have made a condition to him, saying that you wanted to meet several Taoist priests in the prince's mansion, I don't know if it is or not?"

The injured Xiucai suddenly asked.

When Li Sen heard this, he glanced at this Xiucai, and his eyes became a little strange.

"Don't be surprised, although I looked like I was unconscious, I was actually conscious. It's just that I have a splitting headache and don't want to talk to that group of catchers. The injured Xiucai waved his hand and laughed at himself: "And you don't have to care about what happened last night, after all, people are under the roof, how can you not bow your head." I had no power to defeat the robbers, so I could only honestly take a stick to save my life. In contrast, the fate of the other Yang brother who jumped out of the window and escaped, I'm afraid you have also seen it. ”

"If you don't die in a big disaster, there will be a blessing in the future, and you don't have to mind Brother Ren. ”

After Li Sen comforted him a little, he pondered for a moment before continuing to speak: "Li really wants those Taoist priests to be very interested and want to meet them. Hearing that the Taoist family has cultivation skills, Li hopes to get the guidance of these Taoist masters. ”

"Cultivation Technique, do you still want to live forever?" the injured Xiucai's eyes widened, as if he had seen a strange person, but soon, he burst out laughing.

"It is no wonder that since ancient times, who has not died, who is not afraid of death, who can not die? From emperors and sages to merchants and pawns, how can there be people who do not want to live a long life, and who are not afraid of death? It is human nature that you have this idea. However, if you listen to my advice, since we are Confucian disciples, we should uphold the three principles -- ministers, fathers and sons, husband and wife, and the five constants -- benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith! Implement benevolence and righteousness, and carry morality with you, so that you can get rid of mortals and become holy. To be spiritually immortal and immortal. ”

The injured Xiucai talked eloquently, foaming at the mouth.

And Li Sen was bluffed.

Whoever is out of the world, who is holy.

These two words are incredible, this is in the Daozang, but it is the supreme saint realm. Could it be that when a Confucian monk cultivates to the highest level, he is also in the 'realm of saints' who have the same path?

"Dare to ask this brother, is your remark just now your own lofty argument, or did you get it from somewhere else?" asked Li Sen.

"Haha, Xiao Ke is just a commoner, and his talent is limited, how can there be such a high theory! These words were all seen from a book called 'Spring and Autumn Crape Myrtle Prophecy' back then. "The injured Xiucai snorted haha.

"Spring and Autumn?"

When Li Sen heard this, his expression became more solemn, and he asked again: "I don't know if this book is still in existence now?" Li wanted to ask to read it. ”

When I was visiting the bookstall back then, I came across this book by chance, so I flipped through it a few times. Although the content is absurd, some places are also quite interesting, so I memorized a few sentences. Listening to what you said about immortality just now, I unconsciously remembered that book, and then I sighed a few more words. You just listen to it, you don't have to take it seriously, you don't have to take it seriously. "The injured Xiucai just waved his hand.

Li Sen couldn't help but show a look of disappointment.

However, Li Sen had secretly paid attention to this 'Spring and Autumn Crape Myrtle Prophecy' that was circulating in the market.

It wasn't long before the carriage, which was galloping through the middle of nowhere, finally came to a halt at the entrance of a very clean monastery.

At that time, a group of well-dressed guards in armor 'invited' Li Sen and the wounded Xiucai into the temple together.

The temple was empty, and there were no people in sight, except for a large number of rooms.

After Li Sen and the wounded Xiucai were sent into a spaced room by the group of armor soldiers, they guarded the door one by one, not leaving an inch. For a moment, Li Sen became a 'prisoner' who was isolated and confined in the temple room.

In this way, until the evening, when he was about to finish eating, a brocade-robed servant came to Li Sen's room with a lunch box, and while serving Li Sen a bowl of white rice and a bowl of cabbage soup, he reminded Li Sen not to move around at will, let alone talk to other people at will. Honestly review the Confucian classics here, and review the handouts of the Confucian masters of the past dynasties. After three days, just wait quietly for the imperial examination to begin.

Subsequently, he also took out a few thin books from his sleeve, and at a cursory glance they were all what he called 'the essentials of the scriptures left by the Confucian masters', but in fact, when he opened it, he saw that they were all a group of old ministers of this dynasty, including a group of ministers of Shangshutai of this dynasty, and a group of ministers of Shangshutai, including Chen Chengxiang of this dynasty, jointly compiled several books.

Although the content is related to the Four Books and Five Classics, it runs through many political propositions intentionally or unintentionally, and blatantly names these contents in this imperial examination.

After Li Sen casually flipped through these books, he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous in his heart. But in the end, Li Sen still patiently read all the books.

After all, I am afraid that Li Sen will not be able to see Wang Ye Qing in a short time, and now he can only take one step at a time.

This Qinglu Temple is quite heavily guarded, and Li Sen thought in his heart that instead of taking the risk to escape from the Qinglu Temple, it is better to wait until after the imperial examination and go directly to visit King Qing. Anyway, Prince Qing has already made a promise, and he doesn't expect to let those Taoist priests leave in the next few days.

"Participating in the imperial examination is an extremely important thing for Confucian disciples. Since this illusion is so arranged, it must have a deep meaning. You might as well leave it to the table for a while and see what happens. ”

Thinking of this, Li Sen couldn't help but smile slightly, and then sat quietly cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.