If one can cultivate virtue and benevolence, and not lose his foundation, he will be rewarded by heaven and man, and he can win the world with a woolen coat. Even if he attacks the king as a minister, he will leave a good reputation in history.

Therefore, the focus of this topic is not on "continuation of the thread".

But it is the "One Military Uniform" that does not appear in the title——

Wearing only military uniform, you can conquer the world!

Yi Rong Yi, does not end the previous text, but starts the next text from these three words!

The point to be explained below is very clear: King Wu of Zhou valued military uniforms more than the world. It was because of this that he could become the emperor, gain the world, and be respected by all the people.

This is textbook political correctness.

It is truly invincible.

Even if Confucius and Mencius were alive, they would not be able to overturn this theory!

Oh yes, speaking of Confucius and Mencius, Cui Xian suddenly had a bold idea.

Since I have solved this topic so perfectly, why not try to figure out the tone, imitate the voice, and do my best to express the words and ideas of the saints?

This is not abrupt.

Because the eight-legged essay was originally written to solve the problem on behalf of the saints!

But the question he solved today sounded as if it had been spoken by Confucius and Mencius themselves.

Cui Xian was inexplicably excited, his eyes shining.

He even felt that if he put all his effort into writing this eight-part essay, it would surely cause quite a sensation.

...But he promised the teacher to keep a low profile.

But when I think about it again, my ideas are flowing and I have already written something wonderful. If I don't put it down, it will be a great regret in my life!

I'm sorry, teacher.

I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it!

I thought so in my heart.

Cui Xian picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote down his ideas on the draft paper:

Only a sage can carry on the work of his predecessors and accomplish military exploits, thus being able to gain great reputation and enjoy all kinds of blessings!

After writing this sentence, Cui Xian felt extremely satisfied.

He even felt that even a master of eight-part essays like Mr. Dong Lai would not be able to come up with a more perfect solution than this one!

This kind of inspiration is like divine help, and the feeling of performing beyond your expectations is very exciting.

Very exciting.

The excitement of this virtuous cycle will make your thoughts start to ignite, becoming more and more clear and full of vitality!

He not only has a lot of creative ideas.

His writing seems to be guided by God. He uses the two ratios of upper, middle and back, two small ratios, indentation, collection, rebound, division and inheritance, and binding on the top. Every technique is used skillfully.

The writing is colorful, spirited and colorful, without any of the dryness and simplicity of eight-legged essay!

At the end of writing, he even sat there and began to write smoothly, like a flying phoenix, and writing fluently!

The candidate next to him was stunned.

How... did you make yourself so angry?

The first person to notice Cui Xian's abnormality was the county magistrate Ye Huaifeng, who was sitting in the front and had been keeping an eye on Cui Xian.

But he was the chief examiner and it was inconvenient for him to go over to check the situation.

After a little thought, Ye Huaifeng looked at the instructor who was in charge of supervising the exam.

The teacher understood.

He began to walk into the examination room, seemingly in charge of invigilating, and passed by each candidate.

Finally, he pretended to be casual and gradually approached Cui Xian.

The county examination was not very strict, and there was no need to cover the names or transcribe the papers.

Many times, after the candidates handed in their papers, the county magistrate and a group of examiners would review them on the spot.

Knowing that Cui Xian was a disciple of Mr. Donglai, and seeing that the child was making quite a lot of noise, not only County Magistrate Ye was curious, but the old teacher was also curious.

He wanted to take a look over there.

In order not to appear too deliberate, the old instructor first looked at the rough paper of the candidate next to Cui Xian, and then rolled his eyes silently.

He even felt unsatisfied and snorted coldly through his nostrils.

What the hell is this? It's an eyesore!

The student:?

Seeing that the old teacher had 'humphed' him, the student was not convinced. He secretly watched the old teacher stand behind Cui Xian, hoping that the little prodigy would also be 'humphed'.

result.

The old teacher took a look at Cui Xian's straw paper and was struck by lightning, standing there in a daze.

Then he bent down, wishing he could stick his eyes on Cui Xian's straw paper, his eyeballs almost popping out.

The old face turned red due to excitement.

The student was completely confused.

The little prodigy wrote an eight-part essay and made himself angry.

The old teacher looked at it for a while and became furious.

This...what on earth did you write?

I'm so anxious, why don't you let me take a look too?