Liu Chunyang hummed and said in a low voice: "This time they didn't gather in one field, but they were all after you... I guess it's to see your level and then think of countermeasures. ”

Xue Qing said: "I think so too. Smiled again, "I won't let them down." "The eyes are crooked like crescent moons.

Liu Chunyang looked away and hummed, and the ceremonial officer came out and preached loudly.

"The third session of the examinees entered. ”

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The examiners who were resting in the side hall were also invited to enter by the ceremonial officials.

There were eight examiners in the painting and calligraphy department, and they were in a relaxed and happy mood, and they got up and gave in to one of the examiners when they heard the words.

"Chen Xiangye, please. ”

Chen Sheng smiled and let each other: "Together, there is no master today, only Lao Suo, who loves books." "In front of everyone, I am the foil." ”

Everyone laughed and didn't even dare to say that they didn't dare, Chen Sheng insisted again and again, and then walked towards the main hall together.

"The first two games of the day were good. ”

"Those who can come to participate must have some ability. ”

"Is there anything Chen Xiangye is satisfied with?"

Chen Sheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's all good." ”

This kind of general answer is not particularly liked, and the examiners all understand, and one person smiled and said, "Well, this one should be amazing." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the hall, "The young man from Chang'an Mansion is here." ”

Everyone looked and saw that the candidates in the hall were entering the hall and looking for a place according to their number plates, and one of the young men looked inconspicuous at first glance, but it made everyone stare at a glance.

Xue Qing.

Chen Sheng smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it." ”

There are a few large cases in the main hall, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are complete, this calligraphy examination is limited to two hours per session, candidates can write calligraphy, can also paint, but also can combine calligraphy and painting, it stands to reason that calligraphy and painting must get high scores, but there are not many candidates who do this.

Books and paintings are bound to consume the mind to convey the spirit, and it is better to specialize in one place in such a short period of time, so as not to lose more than you gain.

Several cases are placed on the paper of different sizes and shapes, according to the book and painting focus on different choices, some people choose the fan, so that the time is enough, but there are also people who choose a large number of to show their skills in a short period of time to win high scores, for a time the hall of paper extraction and rustling sound.

"What will he choose?"

"I heard that I am good at composing poetry. I don't know how to do calligraphy and painting?"

The examiners on the high platform whispered, Chen Sheng squinted and smiled and only looked at Xue Qing, seeing that the young man was pondering for a moment, he took out a piece of drawing paper....

"It's painting. The examiners whispered, and looked at Chen Sheng again, "It seems that Xiangye is going to be disappointed, this young man is not good at writing." ”

Chen Sheng smiled: "It's all good, and the painting is even better." Compared to books, it is more difficult to paint in such a short period of time, he raised his hand and gestured, "Let's wait and see." ”

The examiners looked and saw that the young man was leaning over the paper and putting down the pen, looking focused and moving the pen freely.

At this time, in the side hall on the other side, there are also a few cases, and the girls sitting in it can be seen through the bead curtain, brushing their sleeves in one hand and holding a pen in the other hand to draw a light shadow on the paper.

The inside and outside of the hall fell into silence, and the green smoke curled in the incense burner, and the timer was dripping on the side.

Outside the official office, it was extremely noisy, and the calligraphy and paintings of the first two sessions were lined up on the exhibition board and were being appreciated by countless people.

"This painting is beautiful. ”

"What's the matter, do you think it's the same as your family's New Year's paintings... The bells and whistles are good. ”

"Look at this word...."

"Yes, there is the legacy of the Book Saint..."

Some watched the excitement and some watched the doorway, each of them did not disturb each other, and they were speculating and discussing to score these calligraphy and paintings, pretending to be the examiner.

The little official standing outside the crowd only glanced at the calligraphy and paintings cursoly, then pursed his lips and lowered his gaze.

The shadow of the flagpole erected outside the official office slowly rotated with the sunlight, the gate of the official office opened, and several scribes walked out with a stack of scrolls, and the crowd was suddenly noisy.

"The calligraphy of the third scene is out!"

"So fast! It's only been an hour!"

"Half an hour is enough to draw. ”

With laughter and discussion, the scribes unfolded the scrolls and hung them on the display boards, and the crowd rushed up.

"Wow, look, this picture is so beautiful!" shouted from the crowd. "It's better than the previous ones!"

Hearing this voice, the little official who originally lowered his gaze raised his head, looked at the painting here, and saw a mountain scene hanging in it at a glance, the distant mountains and cold forests, the mountains and rocks are rugged, the autumn mist and clouds are stacked, simple brushwork and ink, lifelike, making people feel as if standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the body in it, and the noise of the crowd is far away.

"It's absolutely unbelievable. ”

"It's a wonderful pen. ”

"The vicissitudes of penmanship... To be able to make a significant decision in such a short period of time..."

"Who is this?"

Discussion and inquiry, but it's a pity that the candidates only reported that there was no name on the number plate painting, but the third one.... The little official smiled coldly, this kid still has some skills...... He took a few steps forward and stared at the cloud and mist map, with a murderous aura in the stacking of lines, and there seemed to be a ghost crying wolf howling hidden in the white fog of the Black Mountain.... Sure enough, it was this dark-minded villain, who even made a painting with a murderous aura.

Who would be frightened! The little official flicked his sleeves disdainfully and lowered his gaze again.

At this time, the examiners in the main hall were still reminiscing about the previous mountain scene.

"This painting is the most wonderful. ”

"At least for now. ”

"Chen Xiangye, what do you think?"

The examiners looked at Chen Sheng, Chen Sheng looked in the direction of the side hall, and said, "It's a pity...."

Several examiners were not puzzled by this, but all nodded and said, "Yes, it's a pity, this painting can only be an exam number displayed in front of people." ”

Ji Chong, who was standing in the side hall listening here, turned his head and said, "Miss, did you hear that?"

Song Ying, who was neatly arranging the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, turned his head to look at it and nodded with a smile.

Ji Zhong walked over and said: "Outside must be praising Miss's paintings, Miss can win the top spot in this section, but unfortunately I can't let everyone know Miss's name." ”

Even if this subject is full of calligraphy, it is also divided into the first and second.

Song Ying put the veil on and said, "Ji Chong, it's too early." Walking towards the main hall, through the openwork window sash, the candidates sitting or standing in it could be faintly seen, and their eyes fell on one of the young men, "There are still so many people who have not yet handed in." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the young man raised his hand.

The examiners on the high platform also saw it and sat up straight: "Bah... Xue Qing has drawn it..."Watching the scribes present Xue Qing's paintings, this is also a large picture, not mountain scenery flowers, but figures.

The examiners wanted to see it, but they heard one person babbling: "Then Xue Qing hasn't left the seat yet?"

The examiners looked at Xue Qing and saw that Xue Qing had unfolded another piece of paper, and he was walking around the pen holder and twisting a bucket pen.....

"Ah, he's still going to write!"

Chen Sheng sat up straight, looked at the young man in the field, brushed his sleeves and hung his wrists, and the pen in his hand was dipped in thick ink, and fell heavily on the paper, like a dragon in the forest and clouds of the tiger roaring mountain.

Song Ying retracted his gaze and turned around and said, "Let's go, let's go outside and wait for the masterpiece." ”

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The gate of the official office opened again, and the people waiting took the initiative to shout: "Let me, let go." "There's a new one!" came up.

The little official standing not far from the display board was a little impatient, raised his hand and yawned, it was not interesting to look at it again, and when he was about to turn around, he glanced at it, and the official on the display board was opening and hanging a painting, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.... There seemed to be a fairy flying down in the sun.

"It's a beauty picture!"

"It's the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"It's lifelike!"

The crowd sounded one after another admiration, painting a cluster of flowers, brocade clothes fluttering, seven or eight women surrounded, there are anger, anger and sorrow and joy vividly, look at the clothes and ornaments are immortals, but behind the feet is the world....

"Vivid and vivid!

I don't know why, it's a joy to watch, and I can't help but laugh. ”

The one who watched the doorway expressed feelings in each of the lively.

The little official also slowly walked to the front of the painting, squinting his eyes, chic and uninhibited, bold and straightforward, and happy with the red world as a fairyland..... His gaze fell on the number plate, the eighteenth of the third field.

The number plate is equivalent to a vague name, the people don't know, the examiner doesn't know, but he knows that this is him.... Sure enough, there is only one villain, and the painting is like two people!

"Let's let, let's let, another word!"

With a shout, a scribe came with a scroll in his hand and stood in front of the celestial woman.

"As you know, the word and the painting were made by the same person. ”

In the past, most of the candidates were written in the painting and fused one, and it was divided into two pictures, which really took time and level.... This is for the masters, and everyone rushed forward without waiting for the scribes to retreat.

"Look at his words!"

"Every sentence has a different font!"

"Ah, this is really the wind of the book saint!"

"Calligraphy and painting are excellent!"

"No, no, it's not just calligraphy and painting, but also this poem!

First one person, then many people, and finally the harmony of people gathered in front of the display board, and the sound entered the sky.

"The sound of the drums is dim and dawn..... Time only relieves people to grow old. ”

"Seek a good day. Qi Jietuo. The fairy is a fisherman's pride. ”

"The green water is long, and the sky is gone. How can the floating life be young for a long time? Don't hesitate to get drunk and laugh. Must be believed. When is the end of everything in the world? ”

Good words, good words, the little official was squeezed into a crooked crowd, and his plain face gradually became indifferent in the daylight.

Calligraphy and painting are excellent.

Phew, he spit, turned around and squeezed out of the crowd to the official office, there were officers and soldiers guarding the door, the little official took out a token and shook it without raising his head, the two officers and soldiers saw it and immediately opened the door, and watched the little official step in.

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The scribes in charge of ascending to the throne in the official office were sitting and laughing under the long shed outside the hall, and suddenly a shadow was cast, and they couldn't help but look up, and a thick and beautiful face appeared in sight, and several people couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'll get the number plate. ”

A crisp voice sounded in his ears, and a few scribes came back to their senses.

License plates? Candidates? Is there still a replacement of license plates? Won't there be no lottery yet? Then there will be no reference qualifications.

"I had a lot, but I didn't get it at the time," the boy said, looking at them.

In this way, there are many candidates who have drawn lots and abandoned the exam.... This person originally planned to give up the exam, but now he regrets it, the scribes have straightened their faces, but who can bear to reprimand such a beautiful face.

"Don't you take it as an example...", a scribe said, flipped through the book, and took out the number plate box, "Your name..."

The young man handed over the signature number and identity tag, and his voice was clear and condescending.

"Qin Mei. ”