This flow cup pavilion is the newly built scenery of this year, the warm soup is the curved water, and there are dozens of zhang square around the pavilion. Because the water was warm, it was warmer than in other places, and curtains were erected on all sides, and there were fires in the corners of the tents and under the desks, so that it was not cold.

When I entered, the dozen or so scholars introduced by the Ruzhou Assassin had already sat down beside their desks, the youngest of them looked a year or two younger than me, and the oldest was only twenty-seven or eighteen.

The scholars are all sitting on the outside of Qushui, and their father, mother, and several uncles and aunts are in the pavilion, which is not unusual, but it is strange that there is a Shangguan Wan'er sitting on the inside of Qushui.

My father smiled and explained: "I heard your mother say that Shangguan's talent is not inferior to these people, so there is a special one, and even she is admitted to the exam." ”

When Wan'er heard her name, she knelt up straight and saluted me. I took my father's hand and said, "If you talk about talent, Cui Mingde and they are not necessarily worse than these people, Aya asked them to come too." ”

My father pinched my chin and said with a smile: "This is a serious test, not what you little girls are messing around with and asking them to do." "I was afraid of being called to take the test just now, but I was a little angry with my father's patriarchy, and besides, calling my companion to read is a little girl's nonsense, so is it very serious to call Wan'er to end? My mother seemed to see my dissatisfaction, beckoned me to sit beside her, hugged me and said, "Look good." "I just sat and didn't stop eating snacks.

Li Rui also arrived in a moment, and his father didn't wait for him to salute, so he sent him to the field, saying, "I haven't asked you about your knowledge for a long time, I don't know what you are doing in Hongwen Pavilion, I will take your test today", Li Rui didn't expect it to be this one, looking at me with a bitter face, I also frowned at him, both of them were worried about this exam, but he was not good at learning, and he was afraid of making a fool, but I was holding grievances for Cui Mingde and them- The prodigy's scientific examination is just a scripture, with Cui Mingde's talent, will he be compared to two hairy boys who have not dried up?

When his father saw that everyone was together, he nodded to Yang Zigao, so he stood in front and said with a smile: "Today, I have tried a total of three times, Fu, poetry, and pasting scriptures, after trying to give a flower banquet, the first name has to be drunk first, and the poem is a test in the banquet, and the first name has to be given a peony, and the scriptures are pasted after the banquet." Zheng Langjun, Pei Langjun, and Shangguan talents can try three scriptures. ”

Sticking scriptures is the ability to take the test, and it is the easiest of all subjects, and the two young scholars have no opinion, but Wan'er straightened up and said: "Your Majesty, concubine, please try to give and poem." ”

As expected, the mother waved her sleeves and said lazily, "Accurate." He also said to a few scholars over there: "This Shangguan talent is the daughter of Shangguan Tingzhi and the granddaughter of Shangguan Yi. "There are a few people over there who are not very cultivated, and there is already a trace of displeasure on their faces, and when they hear that they are Shangguanyi's granddaughter, Fang Hui is overjoyed, and Wan'er's eyes are not very different.

The father coughed and said, "There is no need to say so much, let's start, I will only try to succeed today, and I will limit it to one letter incense." ”

Mother smiled at him, and then showed a smile to those readers, turned her head and made a look at Gao Yanfu, Gao Yanfu glanced at me, my mother smiled, and he came to my mother's side, and my mother said to him across me: "Check those people." ”

Gao Yanfu smiled flatteringly, and went out backwards, I looked at my mother dumbfounded, but my mother only leisurely picked up a piece of dim sum and handed it to my mouth, I opened my mouth in a daze and took it, chewed it a few times, my mother shook her head helplessly, reached out to wipe the dim sum crumbs from my mouth, and suddenly smiled again: "Do you want to go down to do a fu?"

I was about to refuse, but my mother pushed my father and said, "San Lang, why don't you ask your son to go too?"

The father smiled, "It's okay." He looked at me and said meaningfully: "I heard that my son is studying with the talented people? ”

I was only stunned, my mother had asked someone to set up a small table next to the throne, and took a test paper on it, my two good aunts, Princess Qinghe and Princess Xin'an, came to lead me left and right, and sent me to the small side, one took my hand and said: "Son, write well, let them see, my princess of the Tang Dynasty is not inferior to the prince." "One opened the cylinder of the sealed volume, pressed the test paper with a paperweight, and wanted to study the ink for me, so frightened that I quickly refused, and it was easy to open these two, and the letter of the exam has been burning for a long time.

The workshop played the music of the banquet, and the uncles and aunts were already laughing and laughing with their father and mother in the music, but I was driven over to compose.

I dipped a pen of ink sadly, sighed and went to look at the topic, but the line I saw was very familiar, and when I looked closely, it was actually the strategy that my mother asked me to do last time. It's just that at that time, my mother didn't stipulate the genre, and it only took forty sentences, but this time it was limited to fu - but this didn't bother me, Wei Huan had already drafted an essay for me in private, and this time there was no limit to rhyme, change that article, and it would be very readable. At that time, I was afraid that my mother would not be satisfied, and I secretly went to Cui Mingde to comment on Wei Huan's article, Cui Mingde thought it was written by me, and praised me a few words, saying that although the words are not very impressive, but the idea is very novel, and it is rare at the age of twelve. When I knew that it was Wei Huan, I was even more surprised, because she and I were both taught by famous teachers since childhood, but Wei Huan was self-taught, so although the age of composition was one year older than me, it was not easy. I thought that Cui Mingde, a character like an immortal, should be the type of person who does not eat fireworks in the world, but I didn't expect that she would make a decision when she should bargain, and at this time, she could still take into account Wei Huan's family background, and I couldn't help but be impressed by her.

Seeing that I didn't use my pen for a long time, my father coughed lightly and said, "If you can't write an article, just write a few sentences, it's rare for you to be able to fight neatly at your age." ”

I was urged by him, and then I remembered to make this matter, and saw that the incense was half burned, so I hurriedly picked up the pen and wrote, but I could finish the last sentence before the incense burned out, and only slightly changed a few rhyme allusions throughout the text.

The music stopped, and everyone stopped writing one after another. My father didn't ask people to collect the test papers, but only got up one by one to read them, and I read a few articles that were not Chinese, and when I got to Li Rui's article, I only heard the beginning of it:

Filial piety moves Tianjian, benevolence opens the day.

The father raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Not bad." ”

When I wrote the article, I saw Li Rui's face happy, knowing that he must have written this article, somehow, I felt bored, looked down at my test paper, and lifted it up, crumpled it into a ball, Li Rui was proud, seeing me like this, he was stunned and said: "Son... What do you do?"

When I saw that the eyes of the audience were on me, the more uncomfortable I felt, and I bowed my head and said, "I haven't finished writing, and the writing is not good, so I don't have to read it." ”

My mother raised her hand, and someone took my test paper and handed it to my mother, who opened it and looked at it and said with a smile, "It's well written." "Asked people to circulate the test papers in all directions, and all the uncles and aunts said that it was rare, that is, a few scholars wanted to see it, and they also praised it, and a few people who disdained to be present with Wan'er all gave me their hands and said, "No less than a man with eyebrows."

When I heard this praise, the more I felt that my heart was not good, and I kept my head bowed, and I couldn't stop looking at my toes.

My mother sighed, called me over, held me in her arms, I pressed it to her chest, and said in a very low voice: "Auntie, this... I didn't do it. ”

Mother smiled: "I know, Wei Huan did it for you, and you also asked Cui Mingde to change it." ”

I looked at her in puzzlement, but I saw her attached to my ear, pretending to tell me solemnly like a child: "A-Niang's edict has never been written by herself, she used to be a secretary, but now she is Wan'er." ”

I was a little anxious and argued, "It's not the same. The voice was so loud that his father looked at it, and he smiled helplessly at his mother, and his mother pushed him and said, "San Lang is a good student." ”

When I turned my head, Fang pinched my face affectionately and chuckled, "It's no different." After speaking, he lifted my chin with one hand, told me to turn my head to look at the crowd, and fed me a snack again, and said with a smile: "Look good." ”