Early in the morning, several crows screamed in bursts, and the little eunuch of the shrine took a broom to expel them.

In the Wenhua Palace, hundreds of officials stood neatly on the left and right, holding the card, and saluted Emperor Hongzhi like an early dynasty.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled with a bit of expectation: "I want to see, what is the merit of Qin Shi Huang, has the person arrived?" ”

Hundreds of officials looked forward to it, thinking that Yan Chengjin lied to report auspiciousness, how could Qin Shi Huang's exploits be comparable to ordinary people?

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian glanced at each other, and they both saw the expectation in each other's eyes.

The Ministry of Rites and Qin Tianjian deliberately chose the time, and even the arrangement was exquisite.

In the center of the main hall, three book cases are placed, which are much more formal than the lecture feast.

After all, if a new kind of writing is really created, the merit is enough to sacrifice heaven and earth and comfort the imperial tomb.

The little eunuch walked in: "Your Majesty, the people have arrived!" ”

The next moment, Baiguan's face showed a look of astonishment.

The corners of Emperor Hongzhi's mouth twitched slightly, and the scene was a little rude.

I saw two little scholars walking in, and when I looked closely, the third one was still lying on Fei Hong's back.

What time is it that you can't afford to pay it back? It's like a prince, you can't teach it!

Wei Shen glanced at Yan Chengjin deeply, and his expression was a little more confident.

Hu Gong laughed quietly: "This is the grandson of Xiaguan, if you don't sleep enough, you have to cry, on such a cold day, I'm afraid you have to sleep for an hour." ”

Wei Shen took a step forward and said to Emperor Hongzhi: "This is the grandson of the minister, Wei Bin." ”

Wei Bin was dressed in a bright blue Confucian robe, and he saluted Emperor Hongzhi in a standard manner.

"Student Zhan Ruoshui, I have seen Your Majesty!" A scholar dressed in a moon-white Confucian dress saluted Emperor Hongzhi.

Yan Chengjin's eyes froze, he had studied Wang Shouren's psychology, and he must know that Zhan Ruoshui was like water.

He is a well-known successor of Xinxue after Wang Shouren, and he has a famous teacher, Chen Baisha, a true Confucian Sundae.

This person is also the second place in next year's exam.

The second little scholar, Liu Wenqian, saluted Emperor Hongzhi, and the number of etiquette was the same standard, without the slightest mistake.

This conversation and demeanor have won the praise of hundreds of officials.

Fei Hong put the person down, and the child saw Emperor Hongzhi in a daze, and clumsily learned to salute Fei Hong next to him.

It worked a few times, and none of them got it right.

Emperor Hongzhi had a dark face and was a little displeased: "Forget it, let's start directly." ”

Liu Jian stood up and shouted: "The proofreading is made by the cabinet, I will give the cross, and the one who answers more correctly will win!" ”

Li Dongyang was excited.

This review is not to divide the winners and losers, but to let His Majesty and the hundred officials see that Yan Chengjin really created a kind of script, which is comparable to the script of Qin Shi Huang's unification of the six countries!

Standing on the podium of the feast, Liu Jian wrote ten words.

Xiao Jing picked up the blank paper and showed it to the hundred officials: Xi, Xuan, Xuan, Zhen, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan,

Baiguan's complexion changed suddenly, an eight-year-old child has just entered Mongolian school, can he recognize it?

Yan Chengjin only knew five words, and in front of this piece of paper, he became illiterate.

Even pinyin, he didn't know how to write it.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Liu Jian: "Is it too difficult?" If no one can answer, there is no point in proofreading. ”

Wei Shen was overjoyed in his heart and said: "Your Majesty doesn't have to change it, just this one." ”

Zhan Ruoshui also bowed: "The students also thought that there was no need to change." ”

This cross is difficult, but it is full of words from the Book of Songs, and if you can recognize most of them, you will win.

The eyes of the hundred officials focused on Fei Hong, and I heard that Hu Gong's grandson was a little gentleman.

Fei Hong also bowed down and said, "The minister doesn't have to change." ”

There was a lot of noise in the hall, this matter was related to Fei Hong's own official career, he was so casual?

Emperor Hongzhi bowed: "Let's start, the grandson of the Wei Qing family will come first." ”

Wei Shen and Wei Bin remained in the palace.

Fei Hong and Zhan Ruoshui were taken out of the main hall and went to an inaudible place in the courtyard outside, waiting for the summons.

Wei Bin used a childish voice: "Xi, 盬, 燠, 觱, 馌, 樗, 蜩." ”

The eyes of the hundred officials shine, this is not the content of Mengxue, it is not easy to read seven correctly.

Emperor Hongzhi's face was full of appreciation.

On the paper, Wei Shen wrote down the straight pronunciation of the remaining three characters and showed it to his grandson.

Wei Bin looked at it for a moment, and then Zhiwu: "Zhen." ”

Baiguan exclaimed.

Eight!

Although there is still some suspense, there is a high probability that this son will win.

When they were eight years old, they didn't know the words.

Unless, the latter two are geniuses.

Wei Shen stood aside satisfied.

The next moment, Zhan Ruoshui and Liu Wenqian were summoned into the hall.

After bowing slightly, the little scholar Liu Wenqian looked at the words on the paper and said jerkyly: "Xi, 盬, 騤, 樗, 蜩." ”

Baiguan was also surprised that he could read five!

At this age, he can be called very smart.

On the paper, Zhan Ruoshui wrote a straight voice and raised it towards the little scholar Liu Wenqian.

Liu Wenqian cautiously read it again: "Xi, 盬, 騤, 蓁, 廛, 觱, 馌, 樗, 蜩." ”

Nine of them!

The surrounding officials were full of praise.

Liu Hongxiang couldn't help laughing, one more than Wei Shen's grandson.

Emperor Hongzhi was overjoyed, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "What's your name?" ”

The little scholar said in a childish voice: "Back to Your Majesty, the student's name is Liu Wenqian." ”

"It's very smart, I heard that you can use the back capital to govern the general knowledge?"

"Yes."

"Xiao companion, give him a pen of mine."

Your Majesty's pen, that's the imperial pen.

Specially approved for the use of sparse music, this son is going to be famous in the capital today.

Wei Shen's envy was completely written on his face, and he looked at Xiao Jing and handed over the pen.

Zhan Ruoshui is really powerful!

Liu Hongxiang's body trembled slightly, and he knelt down with a puff: "Thank you, Your Majesty!" ”

Baiguan looked out of the main hall.

and Hu Bichen did not proofread, but all the officials felt that there was no need for proofreading.

Nine, even they may not be able to answer.

It is the ultimate for an eight-year-old child to be able to do this.

I saw that two figures stepped on the imperial steps.

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian glanced at each other, they are coming, the text created by Yan Chengjin!

Fei Hong took Hu Bichen's hand and walked into the hall.

After reading the cross, Hu Bichen's face was dazed: "Your Majesty, Father, Master Fei, I don't understand." ”

A smile appeared on the face of the hundred officials, it was normal for the eight-year-old not to understand, but it was honest.

Hongzhi Emperor Guan'er: "I heard that you can't write your own name?" ”

"No...... No. Hu Bichen looked at his eldest father, am I right?

Hu Gong nodded.

The next moment, he stood up: "The old minister has taught him more than 100 times, and his grandson is dull, so he won't be ugly, and the proofreading will end here, how is Your Majesty?" ”

Fei Hong bowed: "Your Majesty, slow down, this cross is not difficult." ”

Baiguan turned his gaze.

I saw that Fei Hong marked a line of strange words on the white paper, and Emperor Hongzhi was confused.

Suddenly, Hu Bichen opened his mouth and read: "Xi, Xu, Xuan, Zhen, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan, ”

Baiguan's eyes straightened.

Emperor Hongzhi stood up from his throne in shock.

The aftermath of the main hall lingers.

I can't read a word, write this new line of words, and I can read it all?

An eight-year-old child, who couldn't even write his own name, pronounced it word for word.

Li Dongyang saw it for the second time, and he was still shocked in his heart.

He can be sure that Hu Bichen has never seen any of these ten words.

Wei Shen looked at Hu Gong angrily: "He really can't write?" ”

Hu Gong was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "It's really not, what's going on?" ”

Liu Hongxiang didn't believe it either, and was angry: "Who are you fooling!" ”

Hu Gong almost cried: "My lord, he really can't write." ”

Emperor Hongzhi was excited: "Fei Qingjia, what did you write?" ”

Fei Hong bowed slightly: "Back to Your Majesty, it is the pinyin taught by Lord Yan." ”