The examiner still looks like a selfless man. He carefully studied Lu Zhanyuan's poems www.biquge.info and a trace of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, and said: "If the east wind is not blown away by incense, the spring rain can cause dreams to grow." Look, in this season, there is still an east wind and a spring rain?"

It is already the winter snow season, although the snow has not yet arrived, but this east wind, spring rain is no longer possible. As described in the first two sentences, the grass is green and willow yellow, and the peach blossoms are chaotic and the plum flowers are fragrant. But it will take three months to see.

The examiners looked at the poems, their brows furrowed, and they were quite displeased. Although it is not possible to make good poems in the poetry club, it can be said that it is an unspoken rule to replace the poems made before, but it is rare for poems like Lu Zhanyuan to be bold and replace them with spring and summer scenery poems.

The examiner saw that everyone was displeased, and smiled slightly. On the surface, it is fair, but if anyone really dislikes the examiner, the eggs can pick out stones for you, let alone such a big flaw now. He waited for a while, and then came: "What's more, the title of this poetry meeting is Yongliu, and his poem is made, although there is willow in it, but what is really described is the spring scene." ”

The examiners nodded in response.

"That's right, but this person's poetry is really good, but this is a bit wrong, paste it first, and if there is a victory, then pull it down. An examiner replied that he was a lover of poetry, although this poetry was made before, and Lu Zhanyuan's current reputation was not good, but he still couldn't bear to be buried with such a good poem.

The examiner holding the poem frowned, how could he be a pity, otherwise he would not have taken out this good poem and good words to share it at the beginning, but unfortunately when he saw Lu Zhanyuan's name later, he felt disgusted. It's like finding a grain of mouse droppings in a good pot of soup, and he drank most of the soup before he found it.

He thought about it, but decided to put the poem on it. Now that he has read less than a quarter of these poems, he doesn't believe that he can't find a better one than Na Lu Zhanyuan, that is, it is a little worse, as long as the title of the text is relative, it can be replaced. So he said, "Then let's put it on first." ”

At this time, Lu Zhanyuan on the stage was still talking to his fox friends and dogs around him, and he came to Xun Yu's side in a leisurely manner. deliberately said loudly: "This poem is no better than memorization, even if the memory is better, but in essence, if it is rotten wood, there is no words, how can it be made, you look at this person." ”

Lu Zhanyuan stood not far from Xun Yu, and pointed to the stage at this time, but he stood in this position very coincidentally, I don't know if it was a coincidence or deliberate, Xun Yu was just a little to the left of his finger.

Xun Yu raised his eyebrows, Lu Zhanyuan did it on purpose. As soon as her consciousness moved, she found that Lu Zhanyuan was referring to a white-haired old man in the audience, who looked sixty or seventy years old, and he was still dressed as a scholar at such an advanced age.

I heard Lu Zhanyuan say: "See, this old man's name is Li Yuantong." Hey, I heard that he started taking exams when he was a teenager and didn't pass them for decades. Now in his fifties, he looks like a sixty-seven or eighteen-year-old man. Look, rotten wood like this is really uncarvable. If I were him, I would have gone home to farm a long time ago, and I would still be ashamed to come here like this?"

Li Yuantong in the audience saw Lu Zhanyuan pointing at him, his face was full of astonishment, and then he only felt ashamed when he heard the remarks that he was in his fifties and had not been admitted. When I heard the rotten wood again, even my face turned red, and the last sentence went home to farm, but I almost lost my breath.

He was supported by others so that he did not collapse to the ground, pointed at Lu Zhanyuan, and said weakly: "Old, the old man took the exam when he was a teenager, and he was literary and brilliant at that time, how do you know this child? ”

Xun Yu moved half a step away without moving after Lu Zhanyuan stretched out his finger, and just stood aside, at this time, hearing the discussion of others, a scholar who was not young was full of displeasure, and said unwillingly: "Li Laosheng was a romantic figure in Changde when he was young, and the article shocked a hundred miles, but the poetry and writing were not good enough to attract the favor of the gods, otherwise he would have already soared." ”

When this scholar took the exam that year, Changde also circulated Li Yuantong's articles and admired him very much. It's a pity that ordinary people's minds are difficult to separate, and they can't take into account both articles and poems at the same time.

Li Yuan's articles were popular at the same time, and his poems were not so passable. In addition, his family is not a big family, and he has no luck support, so he has not been able to pass the exam for decades.

Now I am concentrating on the study of poetry, just to win the favor of the city god in one fell swoop at the Chenghuang Poetry Society, and to be able to pass the last exam this year and gain fame. It's a pity that the teacher is not good, and the first question of the physical exam is because of the age to fill in the wrong three words, and now I can only read poetry.

Xun Yu watched coldly from the sidelines, so that he didn't think about interfering in the past, this is the case with this Divine Dao Continent. In the past few days, she has seen many scholars like this who have repeatedly failed the exam because of luck, can she take care of them all?

However, this Lu Zhanyuan is sarcastic about Li Yuantong on the surface, but in fact, he is referring to Sang scolding Huai. Xun Yu still remembers that before the poetry meeting began, Lu Zhanyuan and Mu Baishi said that she was a few rounds older than Lao Taijun.

She didn't move on her face, and she was ready to find a chance to return it with Mu Pepsi, but she was not in a hurry now, after all, the matter of the Hundred Flowers Fairy was not over yet, and now she was in the Chenghuang Domain, so she didn't want to make any extraneous branches.

At this time, there was a discussion at the examiner's office, and I saw an examiner hang out a poem.

This poem was written by Lu Zhanyuan, and Xun Yu could see the signature under the poem at a glance. She glanced at the poems and was suddenly a little surprised.

Xun Yu has been thinking about the Hundred Flowers Fairy for a while, and relaxed the supervision of Lu Zhanyuan and others, but he didn't expect that he would make this poem like her, and it was also about Chunliu.

Xun Yu guessed that this was Lu Zhanyuan's previous poem, which was made at this time.

Lu Zhanyuan saw that his poems were posted, and according to the rules of the usual poetry clubs, the poems posted could almost win the first place.

So he walked to the front desk very arrogantly, and said to the white-haired Li Yuantong: "How is it? The so-called romance has long passed, no matter how good the article is, without the support of luck, it is not that you can't pass the exam, and you have wasted most of your life in vain." ”

He is still a little similar to Mu Baishi now, and the etiquette and morality have been thrown away, which is also a manifestation of the black who is close to ink.

Xun Yu shook her head secretly, she had already found that the examiner was very displeased with Lu Zhanyuan's behavior, but now she was still so arrogant, it was the way to take trouble.

She suddenly thought of something, urging the edict suppressed in the Taoist scriptures. In an instant, the time in Xun Yu's eyes suddenly changed, and the five-colored qi luck appeared in her eyes, which was her ability after getting the edict - Guanqi.