"Where, let me see?" Quite a few people gathered around.

"Good poetry, good poetry."

"It's a masterpiece."

"That's right."

"The other one is a little lacking, but it's second only to it."

"What about Fang Mao?"

"Fang Mao Liu Yuande said, it's not as good."

"That's definitely number one."

It is easy to do a poem well, and many outstanding students can do it, but it is difficult for everyone to praise it, and it is even more difficult to praise it for future generations.

In the small courtyard, Zhang Xing was surprised, naturally it was Zhang Xiaoyi, who had a big mouth, and Li Liang of the Good Luck Gambling House also came, quite worried, they bet.

He read Mu Jiangxue's poems, which are really good, and one of them is enough to be passed on.

The exam is over, and it should be passed out by yourself, either free and easy, or proud.

At the same time, the examiners gathered together and were carefully reviewing the papers.

"Good poetry, good poetry, it seems that this will be the first place in the old man's hand." The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"Tian Lao's words are a little early." The middle-aged man next to him said.

"Oh? Could it be better? This poem in the old man's hand can be called a masterpiece. ”

"Tian Lao, take a look at this." The middle-aged man handed over the exam paper in his hand.

Tian Lao didn't believe it at first, so he took it casually, slowly frowned, and pondered, "Okay!" ”

This time he only said one word, but he was full of neutrality, and the surrounding officials were curious.

"One loyalty, one filial piety, a good man." Tian Lao appreciated, his eyebrows flew and danced, "They can all be called masterpieces, with far-reaching implications." ”

The rest of the officials gathered around to watch.

"It's such a masterpiece."

"The old man can't do it, and the future life is terrifying."

"Okay, okay."

"This song is good for the country, this song about the old mother, although it is simple and unpretentious, it is the most sincere emotion, and I think of the old mother."

"Compared to that, it can also be called a masterpiece, but the meaning is much worse." Some people say, that one is about the love of children.

Now that the war is raging, the country and the family are the subjects that Emperor Zhou is most concerned about.

After the sigh, several examiners looked at each other.

"Needless to say, this is the first one."

"Full marks."

"The old man agrees."

"I'd love to get to know this young man."

"There's going to be a chance." Some people laughed and said that if they have such talents, they will definitely be with them in the future.

When the time for the results to be announced, many candidates gathered in front of the bulletin board early.

"What about me, how many points do I have."

"Who's the first?"

"It must be Mu Jiangxue, a masterpiece, who can surpass it."

"Hey, Mu Jiangxue second?"

"How is that possible?"

"My money ......" Some people also pressed the money, wanting to cry without tears.

A white-clothed scholar in the crowd was suave and stunned, he was not the first.

The first place was announced, full score, Zhang Xing.

"Sure enough." Fang Mao and Liu Yuande looked at each other and smiled bitterly, is there really such a genius, and the masterpiece is so good.

"It's really him." Compared with some talents who have long been famous, Zhang Xing's reputation is still not enough, and many people from far away places don't recognize him.

"I want to see, what masterpieces he has made, can surpass Mu Jiangxue's song?"

The top three poems are all posted, which is also to prevent people from saying injustice.

Many people looked at it, and Mu Jiangxue also watched it from afar.

Soon everyone was quiet, one atmospheric, one touching.

The first song was applauded and enthusiastic, and the second song was sad for many people.

How many students say goodbye to their parents, stay away from home, have to leave for life, for hope, and empathize.

"I might as well too." Mu Jiangxue shook her head, chuckled and left, but she was also free and easy.

He likes poetry, but the others are average, and he doesn't have the mentality of getting a high ranking.

Zhang Xing, the lady and Zhang Xiaoyi Murong Yan were late, and when they saw the atmosphere from afar, they turned around and left, and there were fans again, all of them were hot.

Zhang Xiaoyi squeezed in, and quickly squeezed out, and the laughter didn't stop, as if he had the first place.

"Haha, Brother Xing, I've made a lot of money, take the money, and I'll go to Xingyue Restaurant to eat today."

Some gambling houses are very puzzled, they want to repay the debt, but with Zhang Xiaoyi and Li Liang here, they only want to cry without tears and give money honestly.

Is this what people do, especially Li Liang, we are peers, your family has a big business, and you still come to pit us?

"Gambling is fun out there." Li Liang said with a smile, is it still gambling at home.

"I still bet no, I will also bet on my brother Zhang Xing in the end."

"The odds are 0.001."

“……”

Zhang Xing got the money and was in a good mood, but he wanted to say that he had no confidence in the end.

The first scene is composed of poems, and the second scene is a variety of miscellaneous studies such as pasting ink meanings.

The third is a strategy, and the fourth is a treatise.

Anyway, the fame came out, and the odds of his end were extremely low.

If you don't bet on yourself to lose, the top three, no, the top ten can't get in? Zhang Xing thought.

Soon came to the second session, and Zhang Xing entered the examination room.

This time it was longer, and Zhang Xing motioned for the lady to go home and rest.

The exam papers were thick, Zhang Xing was startled, so many?

When I opened it, my face was quite strange, and I was taking the civil service exam.

Although there are many differences, the types are almost the same, there are many questions, very miscellaneous, not only to consider comprehensive knowledge, but also to test reaction and speed.

If you review the questions more slowly and think for a longer time, maybe you will end up with most of the time you have not done it.

Attention King Jin again? Really not crossed?

Zhang Xing looked at it casually and began to move.

Most of the questions seem to be quite easy, much easier than the civil service exam.

Unconsciously immersed in it, at this moment Zhang Xing's mind was extremely clear, his will was strong, and he flipped through the experience database of the two lives, and the exam papers were also quickly flipped through, and he saw the bottom.

After the last page was finished, Zhang Xingchang exhaled, and his intuition was that his back hurt.

It's been a long time, and his three-stage body is a little unbearable.

Looking outside, Zhang Xing got up and handed in the papers, and left in style.

Leaving behind the scholars who were thinking hard or looking at them with envy or disdain.

Envy is that some people think that so many questions can still be handed in in advance, and the disdain is that this product will definitely not do anything, and they give up on themselves.

At the end of the exam, many candidates had sad faces and almost no smiles.

This bet is of little use, there are a few bets, and there are countless questions, mainly depending on what you have learned.

"Brother, are you done?"

"How is it possible, I still haven't read a few pages, and I can't figure out a lot of them in front of me."

"Me too."

"It's too hard."

"Ah, yes."

"Do you think someone can finish it?"

"Impossible."

"This subject has been the most difficult since ancient times."

"Someone has scored perfect marks."

"Who?"

"The champion in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty."

"It's been more than 200 years, and it's only this one."

"The imperial examination system is also different in different periods, and sometimes it is not so complicated."

"Someone from our side handed in the paper in advance, it seems to be Zhang Xing."

"Won't it?"

Zhang Xing returned to his residence, Lan Xiyue was practicing swords, looking back and smiling, like a spring breeze.

"Xianggong, how did you do in the exam?"

"It's okay." Zhang Xing is not very sure, it doesn't seem to be difficult, but he hasn't communicated with anyone either, maybe everyone is doing well in the test.

Lan Xiyue smiled softly and danced a sword for you.

Zhang Xing sat down and drank a cup of tea, feeling relaxed.

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