Chapter Seventy-Two: Thin and Hard
"Stop. β
Suddenly there was an indifferent voice, one might even say cold.
Baoyu followed the voice and looked out, it was the master of the Gongyuan who was indifferent before, standing on the high eighty-one white jade platform at this time, looking coldly at the more than three hundred students below.
Eight people in cyan robes slowly walked out nearby, and one of them was burning with talent, turned into a mighty righteousness and swept out, rolling out a few students who had not stopped writing.
"Lack of greed, disqualification. β
In just eight words, the fate of those students was determined. Xiucai lost his qualifications in the big exam, and it was difficult to get the approval of the nine lifters. Of course, you can try to make hundreds of thousands of people recognize that you can also condense the fire, but after that, you will have to endure the pain of climbing Wenshan.
Baoyu has tried many times, and I am afraid that such a student will not be able to bear the pain he has tried.
He also doubted that kind of student could be recognized by hundreds of thousands of peopleβhe didn't dare to imagine the difficulty of the road that Sage Kong had walked.
"From. β
The master of Gongyuan said a word, and the calligraphy of those students flew into the sky. Baoyu was secretly startled once, but her face did not change-
This is a word and a law, this Gongyuan master is not a person, he is a jinshi!
The master of the Gongyuan took the calligraphy of those students, and it was very well written, but it was dense, and he wanted to write an article in an orderly manner. In terms of calligraphy, a single font does not always look comfortable with a whole article.
"This school examination is just a school calligraphy, one word can be, two words can also be. If you are not greedy enough to write an article, this may not necessarily add points. The master opened his mouth and asked you to stop writing, did not listen to the instructions, and was disqualified from the big examination. β
One of the people said a few words casually, not to explain, but to inform the students. As an examiner and a lifter, he doesn't need to explain anything to the students at all.
The next step is to judge the calligraphy. At the same time, the eight lifters took a step back, expressed their respect for the master of the Gongyuan, and asked the master to test the calligraphy first. The master of Gongyuan looked around, and his eyes couldn't help but fix on the little gentleman, and with a casual move, he took Jia Huan's paper.
"The font is beautiful, round, and a little gentlemanly. I think you have abandoned your original practice of calligraphy and practiced a different kind of calligraphy...... Hmm? It's Jia Sanjia's kendo gentleman's handwriting, and he should not be practicing for a long time, and it's good to be able to write to this extent. β
"Shou B. β
A sign fell on Jia Huan's hand, and he pressed it on his chest, alongside the first armor of the ritual law.
Jia Huan saluted with joy, and hurriedly collected the pen and ink inkstone, and the little gentleman disappeared with him. The calligraphy examination is much stricter than the etiquette, and those who can get the first B are already one out of ten.
The master of Gongyuan looked at everyone's paper again, and Baoyu and Lin Xiuzhu didn't dare to take it big, so they hurriedly moved their inkstones. Xu is Jia Huan's examination school is a little gentleman who attracted the attention of the master of Gongyuan, and other examination schools did not take the paper away, but just looked at it.
The eight people also watched intently, and after seeing it, hundreds of small signs flew out.
"Xiuzhu prodigy, you took the big exam this year, but it surprised the old man. β
The master of Gongyuan said with a smile: "Needless to say, your calligraphy naturally needs not be said, you have already won the charm of Jia Sanjia's seven points, no one can compare to you, but you can get the first ...... Huh......"
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said with a wry smile on his face: "The first calligraphy can only be obtained by the first calligraphy, the bamboo prodigy, the old man is really wrong." β
He looked at Baoyu's words, looked at them again and again, studied them carefully, and was just about to open his mouth to admire, when suddenly he trembled again.
"The font is evenly balanced and thin, there is a tendency to chase Wei Monument, the dot painting is crisp and beautiful, the bone strength is strong, and the knot is tight..... I thought it was a combination of three kinds of calligraphy, I wanted to be self-contained, but I didn't expect it to be self-contained, creating a unique calligraphy!"
"What is the name of this kind of calligraphy?"
Baoyu bowed down and smiled: "Treasure body, jade body, Jia body are all good, but they haven't been named yet." β
Baoyu said sorry in her heart, and scolded herself for being shameless, but there was no way, she couldn't really say it and call it Liu Ti. Da Zhou does not have Liu Gongquan, naturally there is no willow body, if he is named like this, where is the slightest bit of a head?
"Okay, good, your calligraphy has completely reached this boundary. β
Gongyuan Master dropped a sign, Baoyu reached out to take it, and then ...... Tuck in the cuffs.
Not humble, not arrogant, not conspicuous, Gongyuan Master nodded with satisfaction, smiled apologetically at Lin Xiuzhu, and threw away a second-class brand.
Lin Xiuzhu shook his head a little regretfully, also tugged into his big sleeves, and sighed: "I expected it a long time ago." Bao Erye's font is ashamed of himself. β
Jia Huan already hated red-eyed - he was just Shouyi.
It's two levels lower than Baoyu!
After the calligraphy examination, Baoyu won some admiration, including the master of the Gongyuan, the eight lifters, and even all the students.
If you want to talk about rare things, Jia Huan got a little gentleman, and everyone envied his good luck, but calligraphy, this is his own ability, and no one can envy him.
Baoyu created a unique calligraphy as a student, which is something that many people have not done. Counting the last three to five hundred years, the lowest level of calligraphy can be created, and there is only one.
Jia Yu Village, Jia Sanjia!
Does this mean that Baoyu's future achievements will be higher than Jia's Sanjia, and perhaps it is possible for Jinshi, Bachelor's, and even University Scholar? His talent and hard work have been recognized by most people.
This recognition, so much so that he used Xuan Jue to 'cheat' on riding and shooting, did not cause much dissatisfaction.
How much energy does it take to create an original calligraphy? How can I have time to practice archery and riding? Some students even came to comfort me: "It's good to have time to practice archery and riding again in the future, although it is only the second grade, at least it has passed." β
That's right, Baoyu only got the second B in archery and riding.
The archery shot a fixed target, and hit the bull's-eye ten times. But he uses a three-eyed bow, and his shooting speed is much worse than others. To be able to get the second B is already an extrajudicial grace from the master of the Gongyuan.
Not to mention riding, straddle Xuanjue's back is the same as in a carriage, there is no bump, and you can also bend the bow and shoot arrows at will when riding and shooting, and the difficulty is less I don't know how much.
In this regard, the master of the Gongyuan was a little speechless, and because of the rules that he could use mounts from the outside world, he gave it to the second Yi.
Fortunately, the second class and above are considered to have passed the talent test.
Of the three hundred and twenty-nine students, three hundred and seven passed the examination. Except for a few who were thrown out during the calligraphy examination, the other students all passed the Xiucai exam, that is to say, the worst score is also second grade.
Baoyu looked at his two second signs and smiled wryly.
Not to mention the top list, I'm afraid that the top ten will not be able to enter the first list.
Those who can participate in the Xiucai examination are all students who have ignited 9981 Wenhuo. Both the old and the young are well prepared at home. How can anyone be like him, he only practiced four examination ceremonies and three examination schools, adding up to only one month.
In this regard, it is already a bit of a fluke to be able to pass.
[If you pass, you can be a showman, and you don't have to care about the ranking or anything. γ
Baoyu comforted herself in her heart, but she couldn't help but feel a little lost.
This kind of loss almost reached the limit when Jia Huan walked past him for the first time I don't know how many times.
"After returning home, copy the Book of Songs: Huang Li" a thousand times!" Baoyu said viciously.
The text is copied a thousand times, and its meaning is self-evident. 'Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want', I believe that after Jia Huan copied it a thousand times, he will have a very profound experience.
Jia Huan's little face almost came out of the water, no matter how he said that Baoyu was also his brother, let him copy the article, he couldn't refuse at all. "The Book of Songs" is not very long, but no matter how long it is, it is a thousand times!
The two rows of big white teeth on the horse's face were particularly dazzling. When he entered the Tribute Academy, he was much more honest, Xu was aggrieved and ruthless, and ridiculed Jia Huan.
"What is the "Book of Songs"? Copy the entire "Book of Songs", a thousand, no, ten thousand times! Jia Huan's good grandson, if you don't listen to your grandfather's words, let Jia Zheng's good nephew beat you up!"
Jia Huan was furious, and then laughed again, angrily reprimanding Baoyu and said: "You are not a son of man!" Jia Baoyu, your brute relied on the identity of a ghost and elf to insult our father, you are not worthy of being a literati, nor are you worthy of being a man!"
Baoyu turned her head, staring at Jia Huan with blazing eyes, but did not speak.
The surrounding students came to see it, because the calligraphic respect disappeared in Jia Huan's angry rebuke. They looked at Baoyu with the same eyes as they looked at the indescribable things in the latrine, and they only felt that this was an unworthy person, and they wanted to stay away.
Confucian etiquette, the first emphasis on filial piety. For the son of man, filial piety is higher than etiquette!
No matter how good the calligraphy is, a person who is not filial is not worthy of being a person.
Baoyu shook his head and walked inside, saying as he walked: "Xuan Jue is the grandfather's mount and has saved the grandfather's life." β
"......" Jia Huan.
"I see, the existence of ghosts and elves is naturally not a mount. Since you are the same generation as the grandfather, what is this talking about...... Seems right. β
"It's just a little wrong, no matter how you look at it, it's a donkey. β
"You're jealous, don't talk about donkeys, even if it's a pheasant, as long as it's a ghost elf......"
The students put down the mustard and walked to the hall in turn. The next thing to gather and ignite Wenshan is the ultimate goal of this big exam, and it is something they have been yearning for a long time.
Lin Xiuzhu patted Jia Huan's shoulder, shook his head, and followed in.
There is always a difference between a son-in-law and a concubine. Jia Huan didn't even know what he had in his house, and he even thought that he had caught Baoyu's pigtails.
[What the teacher said is right, Brother Huan still needs to be honed. γ
Lin Xiuzhu thought regretfully.
In the hall, the master of the Gongyuan sits in the center, and on both sides are four large chairs in an arc, sitting eight lifters. The students need to be recognized by them in order to gather the fire.
In the corridor entering the hall, Baoyu saw that there was no one in sight in front and back, so he gave Xuan Jue a leader, kicked the lazy black donkey aside, and let him wait in the corridor.
The students entered from the corridor, and the students saw two red eyes on the side, as well as two rows of big teeth to gnaw on.
Damn Jia Baoyu, he actually withheld its fine wine.
It's all to blame on Jia Huan......
When Xuan Jue saw Jia Huan coming in, the two big donkey hooves kicked at the buttocks, allowing Jia Huan to fly over Lin Xiuzhu, past the students, and arrived in front of the master of the Gongyuan earlier than Baoyu.
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Fell firmly.