Fan Zicheng made a gesture of please, and Hu Yanzhan said: "Since this is the case, I am not welcome, Hou Gongzi and wait patiently, and listen to everyone first." Brother Shilin, please also prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. ”

His friend immediately Xu Shilin immediately prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Hu Yanzhan said with a smile: "It's ugly in the next offering, Hou Gongzi, I'll compose a poem first." ”

Hou Yichen couldn't cry or laugh, and said in his heart that you guy's scheming was too deep, so he could only say: "You write first." ”

Hu Yanzhan wrote on the paper, and at the same time said: "The plum blossoms are proud, and the snow queen is chasing and laughing at me busy, folding a hanging bamboo cane, and returning with incense everywhere on the road." ”

"Good poetry!"

"Okay!"

Everyone never expected that this exam question would only come out for a while, and Hu Yanzhan wrote such a poem, which was really the son of the White Lotus and the prodigy of Yizhou. Of course, people themselves said that he once smashed the mountains to cultivate, and happened to write a poem about plum blossoms, but he didn't expect that the three judges happened to give a plum blossom title, which was his luck. But even so, the poem of Huyan Gongzi is also a masterpiece, and everyone has to praise it, especially the first sentence "Plum blossoms are proud and proud", which is really confident and proud, which caused the originally low morale of the southern students to suddenly straighten their backs and raise their morale.

Hou Yichen was suddenly disturbed by the other party's voice, and after he heard Hu Yanzhan's "Folding Plum" clearly, the original draft in his heart was also messed up, after all, Hu Yanzhan's "Folding Plum" was too good, and what he thought and did in his heart was not the opponent of "Folding Plum" at all. So he held the brush and stared at it, but he couldn't write a word for a long time.

The others were anxious to see it and started to talk about it, but at this time, Hu Yanzhan reminded: "Ladies and gentlemen, Hou Gongzi composes poems, and you need everyone to be quiet and cooperate, please do not disturb." Everyone immediately shut up, but when they saw Shuangfa smiling confidently and burying their heads in sorrow, they knew that this game did not need to be compared at all, whether it was from talent, ability, eloquence, bearing, scheming, and reflection, there was no suspense for Huyan Gongzi to win.

Hou Yichen wrote a poem and handed it to Fan Zicheng, who handed it to Fan Zicheng, and Fan Zicheng said: "Please also ask Mr. Three Idiots to read it to everyone, and I will wait for the three of them to judge." ”

Yutai Baoxin immediately read: "There is a plum tree in front of Baiyutang, and now I suddenly see a number of flowers blooming, and several doors are closed, how can spring enter." ”

Everyone frowned suddenly, this poem is not the opponent of "Folding Plum" at all, where do you need to continue to compare, where do you need the three adults to rebel, so they looked at the three adults.

Fan Zicheng glanced at the other two, and then said, "Hu Yanzhan, win." ”

Rong Yanzhang said: "Hu Yanzhan, it's even better." ”

Zhang Hanlin said: "Hu Yanzhan." ”

The southern students immediately cheered, while the northern students hung their heads, never expecting to be beaten by the southern students for the first time. If the poems of the two are equal, they can still shout a few words, and even the referee is biased, but unfortunately everyone hears it, this southern student Hu Yanzhan's "Torture" is indeed a few points better than Hou Yichen's "Plum Blossom", everyone can't compete for eyes and talk nonsense, right? And the three referees also made a ruling immediately, and it is indeed Hu Yanzhan's poems that are better.

The southern students won the first time, and immediately cheered, they quickly wrote the second note and handed it over, and at the same time, the northern students also sent the note, and Yutai Baoxin waited until the third note before announcing: "The second game - Longdu student Ye Aniu." ”

"Who is Ye Aniu?"

"That's right, isn't it the tenth son?"

"That's weird, I thought they would continue to send out the Ten Princes."

At this time, a beautiful young man with a beautiful appearance appeared in front of everyone, he was short in stature, and walked out with confident steps with a fan, Hou Yichen and Hou Gongzi immediately gave him a seat. Ye Aniu looked at each other lightly slightly. The southern students were cut down by this beautiful young man, and they immediately staggered their eyes in a panic, because Ye Aniu was so good-looking and beautiful, and they even had a feeling that it was difficult to distinguish between male and female, how could they not panic.

Zhang Xiaowu was also dumbfounded, couldn't help but shake his head, and whispered: "This man looks like this, if he doesn't wear women's clothes, it will be a waste." ”

Shi Zhongqiu said disgustedly: "What are you thinking, maybe you like men." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Shut up." ”

Shi Zhongqiu pouted, "I knew you didn't like women." ”

"You don't like women."

"Then why are you still staring at Ye Aniu?"

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Aren't you curious? This person is like a person who jumped out of a stone, this year's imperial examination, is there this person named Ye Aniu to participate? ”

Shi Zhongqiu said: "If you don't participate in the imperial examination, maybe you will represent the students in the north?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu shook his head and said: "With such a cheap name, he must not be a disciple of the scholar clan, but if he is not a disciple of the scholar clan, why do Hou Yichen and the others respect him so much?" So I judged that the name of this Ye Ah Niu was fake, and even I suspected that he was also a fake. ”

Shi Zhongqiu said: "You see that everyone is fake. ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "My eyes are very good, and the distance is so long, I can also see that he has no Adam's apple." ”

Shi Zhongqiu was suddenly surprised: "You mean, he is a woman?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu smiled faintly and did not say anything.

At this time, Yutai Baoxin continued to read aloud: "Yangzhou, Han Sanhu." ”

"Topic, food."

Everyone had a headache, these three scholars can really play tricks on people, how can they still have such a topic, it is actually food. Writing about food is simple and not simple, for most of the civilian students, they also need to work in the fields and plough and study at the same time, while for the scholar disciples, they do not need to plough and study, and naturally there are tenants who grow food for them. Therefore, this question is obviously more beneficial to civilian students, and people have looked at Han Sanhu, thinking that this person should be from a civilian background.

Unexpectedly, Han Sanhu was embarrassed, although he was a southerner, his family was a wealthy man in the south, and his family was a big businessman, he had almost no experience in farming since he was a child, and so far, he couldn't even tell the difference between wheat and rice, let alone this grain.

Ye Aniu smiled indifferently, calmly came to the table, pondered for a while, picked up the pen and completed it overnight, and then Hou Yichen handed over the poem to Yutai Baoxin. Yutai Baoxin glanced at it, was shocked, and hurriedly handed it to the three referees, and the three stood up after reading it, and couldn't help but say: "Good poem, good poem, good poem!" ”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly felt itchy, but fortunately, Yutai Baoxin immediately read aloud: "The saint is a plow, and the people are grains." The national customs are thrifty and pure, and the people are full and the family gives. A husband ploughs a few ridges, and wanders like a cloud. A silkworm spits out a few silks, and Luo Qi is like a mountain. Peace does not exist on its own, and so does the famine. Shennong and Houji, there are spirits that should be weeping. ”