Chapter Eighty-Six: Zhongjin Shi, Battle
All the candidates walked into the room one after another, which was lit with soothing incense, calming the nerves, which could make people calm down, and the faint ink fragrance poured into the nostrils, obviously the pen, ink, paper and inkstone had been prepared.
Yang Changan looked around and sat down.
On the white paper in front of me were written two words: "Untitled".
"Untitled?" Yang Changan smiled faintly, then picked up his pen and groaned, his mind echoing with endless poems from the past 5,000 years in China.
"Untitled? Isn't it okay to write anything? haha. Some candidates laughed, after all, everyone is good at different, some are good at lyricism, some are good at writing scenes, some are good at making love, if it is to limit the direction of the article, their own literary style must not be 100% played, untitled is exactly what they want, everyone is prepared.
Brush Brush Brush!
Everyone's pen is gone, and the pen is full of energy, and one after another excellent articles have been swayed out, jumping on the paper, smart.
"What to write. Yang Changan thought about it with his pen, then whispered out and put down the pen, "The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he falls in love with the floor." Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words. Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to say that I will not rest, but I say that the weather is cool and autumn. ”
"Colorful, mighty, this imperial examination hidden dragon crouching tiger. In the main examination room, a rather dignified middle-aged man looked at the room of the scientific examination, only to see that the rooms of many candidates were glowing, and there were various visions on it, or peach blossoms blooming, or fairies falling from the sky, obviously the words written by the extraordinary candidates hooked up the heaven and earth, and the artistic conception appeared to be extraordinary.
"In the prosperous era that has not been encountered in a thousand years, if there is a vision of a person who has written in the past, he will definitely be directly designated as the champion, but now there are more than ten at a glance, which is incredible. Some of the attendant examiners were amazed and sighed again and again.
"Colleagues, our eyes should not only focus on such evils, but also pay attention to those ordinary candidates, who study hard, can sit in the examination room, have gone through too many efforts, seek good talents for the society, and decide the fate of the child. The majestic man said solemnly.
"Yes, Lord Shangshu. The examiners glanced at each other, and they all understood in their hearts that the background of those demons was very extraordinary, obviously not ordinary people, either old antiques or old demons, but it did not exclude some amazing talents.
An hour later.
Main examination room.
All the candidates' examination papers were submitted, and there were more than 200 copies in total.
"My lord, every word of this article is bright, it is bright, the ghosts and gods cannot be seen, and it is wonderful. One of the examiners exclaimed.
"To be able to write such a good article, you can be a jinshi. Shang Shu Fu Tianqiu pressed the big seal, and announced this candidate as a junior high scholar.
"My lord, the words of this article are sharp, like a sword hanging over it, and the words are like a person, obviously this is a ruthless character, not like a scholar, but like a general. An examiner holds a paper in his hand, his eyes lit up.
"Bang!" Fu Tianqiu didn't say a word, and the seal was directly stamped.
"In this article, I seem to see a sage, preaching and teaching, and when I look at it, I get rid of the distractions in my heart. ”
Boom!
Stamp.
"The words in this article are like warriors, practicing martial arts, one move and one style, and the momentum is magnificent. ”
Boom!
Stamp.
"The words are like wolf smoke, domineering and strong. ”
Boom!
Stamp.
"This article is dignified, although there is no big vision, but every word is glowing with fluorescent light, after looking at it for a long time, it seems that the stars are twinkling, atmospheric. ”
Boom!
Stamp.
When people concentrate on writing articles, distracting thoughts are eliminated, and the artistic conception of the text is presented with the spirit of the person who writes.
In a short time, the examiners had already flipped through most of the exam papers.
"This exam paper ...... The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words. Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to say that I will not rest, but I say that the weather is cool and autumn. ”
An examiner frowned, then relaxed, and said with a light smile: "This word is full of sorrow, the first part depicts the young man's untouched world but pretends to be deep, and the second part writes about the depression full of sorrow but nowhere to confide." The whole word is exquisitely conceived, shallow and profound, and evocative. Although there is no vision, but the spirit is very strong, which means that this person has no distractions and concentrates on writing this article, my lord, look!"
Boom!
Stamp.
On the square, when Yang Changan was looking at the main examination room, his article had been stamped, and he was awarded the Jinshi.
There were a lot of candidates standing around him, some of them were high-spirited and full of confidence, and some of them had sad faces and were worried in their hearts.
"More than 230 test papers have been reviewed, and there are 100 Zhongjin scholars, Fu Sheng, all the test papers here will be handed over to the great Confucians of Hanlin Pavilion for further review. Fu Tianqiu said.
"Yes, sir. An examiner walked towards the Hanlin Pavilion with the test paper in his hand.
An hour later.
While everyone was waiting, the door of the main examination room was pushed open, and Shang Shufu Tianqiu walked out with the roster.
"The list of Jinshi has been completed, and the Great Confucian of Hanlin Pavilion personally wrote the name of the person who entered the high school this time, and I will read it out below. ”
"Ponlin!"
"Books are scattered!"
"Holy Child!"
"Heavenly Book Boy!"
"Wenyan!"
"Ouyang Ran!"
"Nightmare!"
"Heavenly Heart!"
"Yang Chang'an!"
"Li Wen!"
......
"I'm in! haha, I'm in. ”
"I haven't been able to make it this article for three years, how can I not be successful?"
"Lost, lost......"
One family rejoices and one sorrows.
"Those who fall off the list don't have to be lost, they will come to their best and make persistent efforts. Fu Tianqiu smiled slightly and said: "As for the people on the list, congratulations, your efforts have been rewarded, and now I announce the beginning of the battle for the champion." ”
"Champion!" everyone was shocked in their hearts, and they were faintly excited.
Right now.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
A burst of fragrance hit, and five fairies wearing white skirts and bewitching postures stepped on paper, the fairies floated down on the top, and the paper on their feet fell in front of everyone.
Everyone stretched out their hands and took it.
"Flower Princess, she's actually here. ”
"Flower fairy, is it her?" Yang Changan smelled the familiar aroma, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly looked over, and saw the beautiful flower fairy flying in the air.
"What's the matter, Brother Yang knows the princess?" On the side, Ouyang Ran came over at some point and asked with a smile.
"I've heard of it. Yang Changan replied casually, his eyes still fell on the soft figure that had appeared in his dream, the flower fairy seemed to feel something, and smiled lightly in his direction, this smile seemed to have returned to the flower land that once made people drunk to death, at this moment, the whole world seemed to be only two people left, and Yang Changan's blood was uncontrollable and accelerated the circulation.
"Flower fairy, although she is not the heir of the human emperor, she is deeply loved by the human emperor, and the real dragon medicine predecessors who accompany the human emperor love her even more, and even the princes and princesses are polite when they see the flower fairy. Ouyang Ran said with a smile.
"The flower fairy is so beautiful, a masterpiece of heaven, flawless, so beautiful that it is unreal, what an honor it would be to be able to say a word to her?"
"The flower fairy is indeed beautiful. Ouyang Ran looked at the top from afar, and his indifferent face showed a touch of intoxication.
"Flower language is really getting more and more beautiful, I like it. "The Holy Boy is a big ghost, and his eyes reveal a burning desire beyond that of a child.
The Holy Nightmare, the Heavenly Book Boy, the Book Scatterer and the others looked at the flower fairy from afar, looked at it with appreciation, and did not speak.
"The title 'War' is limited to one hour. On the throne, the flower fairy spoke lightly, Fu Tianqiu nodded, and said, "The princess has read out the title, you can start." ”
War?
The crowd pondered.