"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. ”

Chu Luoning's transcribing speed was very fast, and as soon as Qin Han's words fell, Chu Luoning also put away the pen in his hand, but he frowned, a little puzzled.

"Is this also a poem? How weird to read. ”

Qin Han picked up the rice paper and shook it, and then it was time to nominate himself. "Of course it's a poem, I'll nominate it, and then give it to the academic administration to evaluate it."

Qin Han looked at the dignified and beautiful regular script on it, and secretly admired Chu Luoning, how could people do it quickly and well.

Qin Han took out the seal from his arms, sighed, and stamped his own seal on the five poems, pacifying Qin Han.

Chu Luoning originally thought that Qin Han would use a brush to nominate him, and he was a little worried that the different handwriting would cause some trouble, but he didn't expect Qin Han to engrave a seal. "How did you come up with the idea of using a seal?"

Qin Han shook the seal in his hand proudly and said with a smile. "You don't know my words, it's easier to carve a seal. Let's go and present these poems to the University of Science and Politics for evaluation. ”

Qin Han carefully picked up the rice paper with poems written on it, this is all silver for nothing, whether he needs to work hard in the future depends on these things.

Qin Han walked up to Shen Yiru and the others, picked up the rice paper, and said to the three of them. "A few adults, this is a clumsy work by Xiaosheng, and I hope that a few adults will see it."

Shen Yiru picked up the rice paper and counted them, but he didn't expect to write five poems, and the others only chose one topic that they were good at, and they were surprised. "Are you sure you want to take every question?"

Qin Han arched his hand and said respectfully. "Yes, my lord, just now the younger generation suddenly had a feeling, and a poem was given for each topic, and I took it all to the adults to see."

Shen Yiru was a little surprised, touched the beard on his chin, glanced at Wen Lun, and said. "So, these poems were all improvised, just by you."

Qin Han said. "Exactly."

When Wen Zhaolun heard this, he pursed his lips, and his impression of Qin Han instantly dropped by three points, and he didn't have a good airway. "Young man, it's not a good thing to be quick success, and be careful not to chew too much."

Qin Han was a little angry, he had never seen this adult, let alone offended him. Didn't you just copy a few more poems for you to comment, if it weren't for the silver, the master would be too lazy to pay attention to you.

Qin Han directly chose to ignore Wen Zhaolun and said to Shen Yiru. "Please also be a gentleman."

Shen Yiru nodded, and distributed the poem in his hand to the other two, ready to review.

"Hmph."

Wen Zhaolun took the poem, and before he could read the content, he snorted coldly at Qin Han. "To be able to write five poems in such a short period of time, I want to see what is written."

Wen Zhaolun didn't think that Qin Han's five poems could be put on the stage of elegance and written in a hurry, how could they be compared to the works of the Venerable Master's painstaking efforts, it was just grandstanding.

Wen Zhaolun got the "Yongmei", thinking that Qin Han couldn't make a good thing, so he began to look at the poems casually, who knew that after a while, he felt a little different from others, frowned, and read it carefully.

is different from Wen Zhaolun, after Shen Yiru and another adult took over the poems, they carefully commented on them. After reading the two poems, Shen Yiru's face was a little happy, and after reading it, Shen Yiru's face with a little wrinkle smiled like a chrysanthemum, stroking his beard, while constantly patting the armrest of the chair with his hand, and couldn't help trembling.

Shen Yiru laughed for a while, then turned his head to look at the other adult. "Brother Chen Zhong, how are your two songs?"

As soon as Chen Zhong raised his head, the look of surprise in his eyes that could not be concealed was captured by Shen Yiru, and Shen Yiru also stopped smiling, and his face became a little serious.

"Let's swap."

After that, Shen Yiru took the poem from Chen Zhong's hand and handed over the poem in his hand.

Chen Zhong didn't speak, just took the poem and read it carefully, but his face became solemn.

Seeing that several people had different complexions, fine sweat broke out on Qin Han's forehead. It can't be a poem that is messy, someone in Dajin has already done it. When it's over, I said that I shouldn't copy it anymore, it's too risky, isn't it just a few hundred taels of silver, and sure enough, the money is a bastard.

After reading it for the second time, Wen Zhaolun put away the contempt for Qin Han just now in his heart. can do this to this extent, this kid still has this ability, but he is too eager for quick success, thinking about showing himself, and not humble enough. However, even if the other four are a little worse, this one alone is impressive enough. That's it, for the sake of this poem, forgive him once, and if you beat him more in the future, you can still carry the top beam of the entire Anping, even if you compare it with Jiangnan Shizi, you have a five-point chance of winning.

After thinking about it, Wen Zhaolun thought about handing over the poems to Shen Chen, so that the two didn't have to worry about the other four poems.

Wen Zhaolun looked at the two, but found that the two of them had serious faces, and he said cautiously in his heart. "Could it be that the other four songs are really too bad, otherwise why would the two of them have such a face?"

Wen Zhaolun was also a little nervous in his heart, if the other four songs were really outrageous, then he would have to reconsider.

Shen Yiru and the others didn't speak, but just looked at Wen Lun with strange expressions.

Shen Yiru shook his head, sorted out the four poems, and handed them to Wen Zhaolun. "Look at it."

Seeing the faces of the two of them, Wen Zhaolun's heart was cold, it wouldn't be that he wrote something that shouldn't be written, this would be difficult to do, although the imperial court was not very strict with these things, but it was a big problem to put them in the scientific examination. Wen Lun shook his head, anyway, let's see what he wrote first.

Wen Zhaolun took the poem, and the top one was written in big wordlessness. "This is not easy to write, although it is hung up, but it is just a lame man picking a general, but I have to carefully and quietly how Qin Han writes this."

"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust? It's like a verse. Let people not be obsessed with the present, follow their own hearts, good poetry. ”

Wen Zhaolun quickly turned out the next song.

"The new bamboo is higher than the old bamboo branches, and it all depends on the old stem for support. There will be a new student next year, and the ten-zhang dragon grandson will surround the phoenix pool. Is this a way for the older generation to support the younger generation? Stinky boy, this is not familiar with us and is going to let us take care of it, hum, little slippery head. ”

Wen Zhaolun continued to flip down, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and his fingers began to tap the table rhythmically.

After reading all the poems, Wen Zhaolun's mood was also very comfortable, I didn't expect this kid to be good, it seems that Anping doesn't have to be at the bottom of this year's scientific examination. It's just that Chen Zhong and the others looked so strange just now.

Wen Zhaolun looked at Chen Zhong and the others, and found that the two had already finished reading the poems and were looking at him with interest.

Shen Yiru clicked on the poem in Wen Zhaolun's hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't hide the smile. "How? How is the poem? ”

Wen Zhaolun thought for a moment and said. "All five poems are excellent, and the five that are hanging can be taken down. It's just, why did you two look so weird just now? ”

Shen Yiru and Chen Zhong looked at each other and smiled, laughing so hard that Wen Zhaolun couldn't figure it out.

Chen Zhong looked at Wen Zhaolun with disdain and sneered. "How to blame the two of me, your face is much more strange than mine just now, and it is surprising that these five poems are all written by the same person."

As soon as he was told this, Wen Zhaolun remembered his surprise just now, his face was a little embarrassed, and he hurriedly changed the topic. "Since everyone thinks these five poems are good, let's announce the results over there."

Shen Chen and the others nodded.

"Yes!"

After a while, a servant in the Li Mansion uncovered the five poems that were hanging and replaced them with five poems by Qin Han.

As the poems changed, the crowd began to make a noise.

"Look at it, look at it, the poems have changed."

"Eh, I see, I'm not blind, I don't know whose poem it is."

"Could it be Li Wenchao and Zhang Zizhen, I think the poem just now is not bad, and it is estimated that only the two of them can win."

"It's possible, the last three songs are okay, but the first two Mei Lan songs were written by Yu Huiwen, and only Li Zhang and the others can ask him better."

"Eh, the poem has been changed, I can't see it clearly, you can see who it is."

A few small guys changed the poems, and the crowd that was still muttering just now instantly quieted down, and everyone focused on the poems.

"Ah, this remote knowledge is not snow, only the dark fragrance is really deep in my heart, it is so beautiful."

"I like this sentence Ren is no one is also fragrant, hey, even if no one finds out my handsomeness, my handsomeness is still there, not increasing or decreasing." After the man finished speaking, he snapped and unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and the breeze blew through the melancholy eyes, blowing the broken hair on his temples, and slowly passing through the top of his head.

The crowd around them seemed to have been struck by lightning, and there was a brief pause before the crowd began to retch. What's more, the symptoms of gibberish have already begun to appear.

"I basically don't want to have your hair on the top of your head, you're so bald, you're too bald, you're so beautiful."

The crowd was still immersed in the beauty of the benevolent brother just now, but was pulled back to reality by a voice.

"Don't vomit, look at it, these five poems seem to be stamped with the same seal."

Everyone wiped the corners of their mouths and refocused their attention on the five poems.

"Eh, really, what's that seal engraved?"

"Get out of the way, let me see, it seems to be a person's name on it, Anping Qin Han? Who is called Anping Qin, so powerful. ”

The person who was looking for An Pingqin again suddenly knocked his head. "Stupid, that person's name is Qin Han, what are you yelling about."

"It turned out to be Qin Han, no wonder all five poems were on the list."

"Who is Qin Han? How I haven't heard of it. ”

"Qin Han doesn't know? It's been a long time since you've been out of the house, come, class representative, make up for him. ”

After that, someone began to tell what happened to the poem, which caused a burst of exclamations in the audience.

In the field, there are some remote locations.

Li Wenchao put down the brush that had already been stained with ink and sighed.

Zhang Zizhen looked at Li Wenchao. "Don't you try it again?"

Li Wenchao shook his head and sighed. "You also heard that he wrote all five poems alone, and even if he was lucky enough to win two, he would have lost."

Li Wenchao's face was gloomy, and his heart was full of loss, this was the second time he was so shocked that he couldn't lift a pen.

Just when the two sighed, a voice in the field attracted everyone in the field.

"I'm not convinced, this person is tired."