"Today's twenty-four list of heralds is out, introduced by Xu Shilang of the Ministry of Rites, and Brother Pi, Brother Gong and that Jia Cong are listed."

On a restaurant on the left side of Zhengyangmen, the summer breeze was blowing the wine banner, and several people were discussing it in the same year, Fang Wuregret clenched his fists unwillingly, he really didn't understand, why? I have a good article and a good reputation, and the chief minister is also a relative, why can't I get into the first rank? However, he is confident that tomorrow on the twenty-fifth will be able to enter the second class, and the twenty-fourth will be the small one, and only the three of the first class will be introduced, and the twenty-five and the top three will be announced in the Renhua Palace, and there will be a grand ceremony.

Fang Wuregret sneered and slandered: "Brother Yi can enter the first class, worthy of the name, that Jia Cong...... The party is attached to the eunuch, which is shameful for my generation! ”

"Exactly, Jia Cong Sven scum ear! Spineless! A Jiangnan literati slandered one after another, and while jealous, they spat and scolded Jia Cong.

……

Jia Cong, who walked into the palace Yongdao, only felt that his right ear was hot, and he didn't know who was cursing him.

Jia Cong and the three of them don't know who is the first, but if they can be selected for Xiao Chuanyu, the three of them must be the top three, and they entered the palace cautiously without squinting, and the fragrance came to their faces. This is a kind of spice paid tribute by Hangzhou, which is smokeless and colorless when burning, only the fragrance, and burns in Baoding.

The three of them knelt and bowed, Emperor Yongle looked at the three of them with a good demeanor, and they didn't plan to change it, and the imperial examination also valued their appearance, which was really unsightly, and it would affect the future, and Emperor Yongle was sitting in danger: "You wait for the new branch of Ding Chou, the first and first, when you enter the Hanlin, you are an example of one hundred and ten Jinshi......"

The three of Jia Cong were flat, standing with their heads down, each of them did not know how to do it, and Emperor Yongle said: "The top three in the new department, the poetry is expected to be good, I have a royal question, and I am ordered to make a music house: all dynasties and dynasties, there are disasters of Huangchao, in the first year of Guangming of Tang Dynasty, Huangchaojun broke through Chang'an...... You wait for this to be written, I have not sealed the edict, and the ranking is arranged, but you are not equal, I can know from the view of the verses......"

Pi Shixuan and Gong Dingci became nervous, and they were ordered, and they each accused themselves of finding a case, but they didn't dare to sit down, and a miscellaneous eunuch came up to spread paper and grind ink, and everyone thanked them again. Among the two of them, Pi Shixuan is a great talent in Jiangnan, and Gong Dingci is not bad at composing poetry.

Seeing that they are dancing and dancing, Jia Cong suddenly feels tricky, he can write eight strands, and the poems are not impossible to write, but it is still very difficult to overwhelm Pi Shixuan.

And the scourge of the Yellow Nest, that is also very taboo, if one is not well written, the emperor will be disgusted, to put it bluntly, that is, a common peasant uprising.

There are two entry points here, the first is to criticize the corruption of the late Tang Dynasty, because Dashun also started with cloth clothes, which reflects the righteousness of the dynasty and the way for heaven.

The second is to stand on the side of the feudal ruling class and belittle the peasant uprising, after all, the Ling family is already the ruler today.

……

Pi Shixuan and Gong Dingci have been writing for a long time, but Jia Cong's table case has not been written a word, and Emperor Yongle squinted and said: "Jia Cong, why haven't you put pen to paper?" Is it an attempt to disobey the Holy Command? ”

Gong Ding said kindly: "Jia Cong can't compete with me, he can write miscellaneous books, famous poems, I have never heard of ......"

Pi Shixuan glanced at Jia Cong, secretly proud, "Writing poetry, among my peers, I have few opponents......"

Who wants Jia Cong to say: "Back to the saint, it's because the paper is not long enough. ”

"Oh?" Emperor Yongle smiled: "A good sentence of paper is not long enough, pass on my dictation, and order someone to carry the silk silk sewn by the needlework bureau, come on, you write ...... under my nose"

"Thank you, Lord Longne!" Jia Cong walked out and went under the main seat.

The other two didn't have time to slander Jia Cong's tricks, grandstanding, serious contemplation, and when they finished writing, the miscellaneous eunuchs came with a silver plate and silk in their hands, Jia Cong began to write, Liu Bingbi held the paper, read it to the emperor, and Emperor Yongle said with a slight joy: "Jiang Zuo is really an outstanding person." ”

Pi Shixuan is like Feng Lunyin, maybe when the palace test, the emperor moved the candlestick for him, it was just a move to win people's hearts, but he thought that it was favored by him, and his own family was a generation of Hanlin, and the champion was not far away.

At this time, Jia Cong had already written a few sentences:

"In March, the flowers outside Luoyang City are like snow.

The east, west, north and south passers-by are desperate, and the green poplars are quietly fragrant.

On the side of the road, I suddenly saw people like flowers, resting alone in the shade of green poplars.

The phoenix side is slanted with sideburns, and the red eyebrows are folded. ”

Qi Shixuan pursed his lips and said secretly: "The temple royal question, starting with a woman, is really insulting to Sven ......"

Gong Dingci gloated, and Emperor Yongle was displeased.

However, Jia Cong's pen turned at this moment:

"Where did the girl come from? Swallow your voice first.

Turning back to thank the pedestrians, how can I say that the funeral drift is gone!

After three years of being trapped in Qin, he vaguely remembered the affairs of Qinzhong. ”

Emperor Yongle stroked his palm and praised: "Rise and turn, this turn, turn well, no trace, naturally." ”

Pi Shixuan only had a sense of crisis at this time, and Gong Dingci's eyes were light, so he made up his mind, he didn't want to compete with them, Pi Shixuan's poetry was better than him, and now it seems that Jia Cong is really hidden.

In just a few sentences, the time, place, and characters are a matter of course, and there are no traces of carving, and as soon as the pen turns, it will turn from a woman to the disaster of the Yellow Nest in the mouth of a woman. It's like it's easy to come by, everyone's demeanor.

"Jun can untie the golden saddle for the concubine, and the concubine also stops the jade toe with the king.

On the fifth day of the month of Gengzi the year before last, the golden cage was closed to teach parrots.

Diagonally open the mirror and lazily comb his hair, and he was silent with the carved railing.

Suddenly, I saw the red dust outside the door, and I saw a golden drum beating in the street.

The dwellers walked out of the half-panic, and the return of the courtiers was still suspicious.

At that time, the western officials and troops entered, and planned to go to Tongguan as an emergency.

It is said that Boye is self-contained, and the thief army has not yet arrived......"

When Emperor Yongle ascended the throne, he had already passed the year of his establishment, and now he was not confused, his physique was very poor, and his eyes were slowly not good, so he opened the mirror box, put on his glasses, and asked Liu Bingbi: "You come to explain ...... to me."

"Back to the master, slave and maid...... The slave maid is shallow and ugly...... "Liu Bingbi is embarrassed."

"minions! Your celebrant eunuchs, eunuchs, young eunuchs, Bingbi, and Suitang, are all of them of good quality! They are all taught by Hanlin in the inner study hall, and those who have read the book, if you don't solve it well, you will go to the Huanyi Bureau, and you will be a harder ...... for a lifetime" Emperor Yongle's eyes were cold and capricious.

"Master, the slave and maid have a ......" Liu Bingbi was sincerely frightened, and quickly pondered: "This sentence 'suddenly see the red dust outside the door', and the pen turns again, it is really a twist and turn, a sigh and a sigh...... From the slave's point of view, it is enough to compare Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred" and "Pipa Xing" ......"

“…… The township garden runs through Donggi County, and the mulberry is close to Dian. 200 acres of fertile land are planted annually, and the annual household tax is 30 million.

The sister-in-law is used to weaving brown silk robes, and the middle woman can cook red rice.

Thousands of warehouses and thousands of silk boxes, half of the yellow nest is still ......"

“…… However, the four seas are surging, and the situation is as peaceful as a rock.

The refuge is a subordinate, but Huai'an envies the ghosts of Jiangnan.

May the king lift the east and restore the east, and sing this long song to the Holy Father. ”

Emperor Yongle, who liked the poems quite much, waited for Liu Bingbi to explain, no longer praised, and asked him to pick it up, and the name of the poem was "Renhua Palace's Imperial Inscription".

Pi Shixuan and Gong Dingci have already been dumbfounded, their poems are extraordinary, but they are far from Bai Juyi, who would have thought that Jia Cong would be a great talent in poetry.

In this time and space, except for Jia Cong, no one knows that this poem is Wei Zhuang's "Qin Women's Yin".

And Bai Ju Yile Fu poems as famous "Qin Women's Yin", in Jia Cong's previous life that time and space, the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties did not appear, everyone only knows the name of the poem, do not know the content, until modern times, "Qin Women's Yin" was unearthed in Dunhuang and saw the light of day.

This time and space are the same, in "All Tang Poems", there is no "Qin Women's Yin".

"You wait to step down, tomorrow you will know, you will know what the ranking is." Emperor Yongle added the word "Yellow Nest" to the title, and it was obvious that this Yuefu poem from the standpoint of the ruling class did not anger him.

[Note: Several illnesses are happening together, these two chapters are in a hurry, and they are not well written, sorry.] 】