When the old man saw his son-in-law's expression, he couldn't help but smile lightly, "In tomorrow's examination room, Chang Yang and I will find a way to take it away." What, afraid of delaying your career? Don't worry, as long as you release Zhu Sui, Wang Biao, Bi Jun and other students of the second hall of Chongwen and Hongwen, no one in the court will trouble you. ”

"But I don't know......"

Over there, the member of the Ministry of Rites asked Huxiang to tell Pan Yan the truth, "The Holy Lord let Yang Juan and Chang Gon be the prime ministers, but in fact he violated the promise he made to us at the beginning. So in order to make amends, I specially asked me to judge Nan Cao of the Ministry of Officials, and let Yun Jun (Pan Yan's character) You get the dispatch of Zhi Gongju, and after the release of the list, Yun Jun You have to make up for the four products. Since then, the selection of officials below the sixth grade of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials are all in our hands, Yang Juan is okay, how can Chang Gon stop like this? He tried his best to invoke the Zheng family in Xingyang to participate in the scientific expedition, just to continue to influence the Spring Sect of the Ministry of Rites, and cultivate his own team by taking scholars, not to mention that Chang Gon and Xiaoyangshan were both Chinese scholars before, and they had a great friendship......"

Speaking of Xiaoyangshan people, the old man's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Although Yuan Zai is dead, there are people in the Xiaoyangshan court who want to protect him, and the Holy Lord can't bear to slaughter him, so he just deposes him and releases him. If he is out and always gon is inside, sooner or later he will be our woe! Therefore, we have to hold the tribute of the Ministry of Rites and the Sanquan of the Ministry of Officials in our hands! Ling Huxuan's tone was obviously excited when he said this.

Pan Yan also understood, and then he had doubts, "It's not difficult to get down, it's rare in what name." ”

"Poetry rhymes." The old man was the final word.

Pan Yan listened to it and understood, and then he asked the old man, "If Zheng Qi is the first, this year's tribute ......?"

The old man was obviously a little tired of his son-in-law's stupidity, and his tone became quicker, "If there is no Zheng Qi, Wei Ci Gongce will be more victorious, Li Feng is not surprisingly the most victorious, choose one of the two, do you need me to teach you the rest?" ”

Pan Yan hurriedly resigned, and specially asked, "The Gao Yue you mentioned ......"

These words made the old man really laugh, "You said that strange money Langjun? This is not simple, if his poetry is qualified, of course he must be put on the list. If he is not qualified, it depends on his future fortune. ”

"Ahh At five o'clock in the morning of the next day, Gao Yue, who had recovered before the door, couldn't help but sneeze in the spring cold, and next to him, Wei Cigong looked up at the white clouds in the sky in the distance, full of ambition, "Yisong, I think I'm going to high school this time, the previous two games are like divine help, unless the sky doesn't let me win!" ”

Seeing that Wei Cigong was so confident, Gao Yue was also very happy, it was rare that our Guozijian could be a Jinshi.

Similarly, Zheng Qi walked out of the crowd, he looked at Gao Yue, and seemed to be in disbelief, "I didn't expect you to be able to survive yesterday's Shi Shice?" But today's poetry, I won't lose to anyone. ”

Gao Yue knew that he was in a relationship with himself, and thought that it was better to have more enemies than one less, so he waved his hand and said, "Peace of mind Zheng Langjun, I will definitely not be able to pass today, just accompany the scene." ”

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qi became even more angry, "Gao Yisong, what do you think of the country's selection of talents, and you don't go all out?" ”

"I ....." Just when Gao Yue had nothing to say, An opened the door.

So the lifters swarmed in.

At this moment, on the side street next to the door, sixteen people came slowly carrying a richly decorated eaves, and then Dugu Liangqi carried exquisite food boxes and stationery, and walked down from the eaves with his head down.

"Do you have to get up so early?"

It was a middle-aged woman's coquettish voice, and at the same time, a delicate and rich woman's hand stretched out from behind the eaves curtain and pinched Duguliangqi's cheek lovingly.

Dugu Liangqi smiled a little hard, then said goodbye and walked towards Anmenmen.

Soon, in the south courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, there were about 300 lifters left, and many places were vacant, Pan Yan personally stood in the atrium between the corridors and announced to all the lifters, "Fellow talents, you should know that my Tang Rite Department has always been divided into three sessions: posting scriptures, asking questions, and poems, among which poetry is particularly important, why?" Just because the strategy is only to suppress the old texts, and the scriptures are only copied from the righteous articles, it is not as good as the poetry to show their talents. Therefore, this last scene, three hundred lifts can only take up and down twenty, it can be said that 'the main division praises and disparages, only in the poetry', you will try to go under the two corridors, waving between the short scenes, but I am afraid that the rhetoric is difficult to seek beauty, so according to the convention, after dusk, Xu Burning candles will stop after three days. ”

It can be said that:

The three candles are moving,

The Nine Turns Dan has not been opened.

The waning moon is gradually declining and disturbed,

I don't know who is the fairy talent.

Then Pan Yan turned around and returned to the front hall, and the curtain fell again.

The title of the poem was hung up for all the lifters under the second corridor to see.

This year, only the endowment is examined, not the poetry.

Gao Yue looked at the title, called "Tongtiantai Fu", and rhymed with the eight characters of "Hongtai Alone, Envy Scenery is Below", and at the same time reminded Huxiang that it is not necessary to use rhyme in turn, and it is limited to more than 300 words.

Seeing this topic and hearing these requests, Gao Yue's smile in front of the bookcase gradually stiffened, and finally scolded loudly in his heart:

It's over, that's it, it's not bad to get two out of three!

MMp, what eight-character rhyme, what in order is not in order, I categorically can't write it!

It turns out that the so-called "rhyme feet" in the fu requires Juzi to write the eight characters of "Hongtai is alone and envy the scenery below" at the end of the sentence in turn! Even if it is not required to rhyme in order (that is, the order of the eight-character arrangement cannot be wrong), but this text has to step on the rhyme, and it has to fight against the pun, and it has to fit the theme, and by the way, I have to boast about the prosperity of my Tang Dynasty, I'll go! （1）

No wonder Pan Yan allowed the lifters to extend the exam, and from day to night, they could burn three candles!

But for me, even if I burned thirty candles, even if it was to drop my wax, I couldn't write such an essay, but then he remembered that one of the books on the rope bed in the atrium seemed to be called "Cut Rhyme", which seemed to be specially designed to tell people how to rhyme...... But it's too late to get it now, the preparation time is too insufficient, wait for the next year or the year after.

After thinking about it, Gao Yue had a pen in his mouth, and his hands were in a demented shape, waiting to be retracted!

Wei Cigong wrote a book in front of him, and it seems that this topic is quite his appetite.

Dugu Liangqi next to him had a pale face, and he was completely clueless and quick-witted, holding a pen, writing, and painting, and his hands trembled.

Suddenly, Gao Yue heard a sound behind him, it was actually Zheng Qi who stood up, he was originally full of confidence, at this time his face was more ugly than a dead man, his arrogant and lofty demeanor was gone, as if he had lost his soul, he walked out of the east corridor in front of everyone, came to the atrium, and then painfully waved at Pan Yan behind the curtain, and said,

"If you have something to do later, please do it."

"Oh, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"The word of envy in the eight-character rhyme of Tongtiantai this time is guilty of the name of the first gentleman (dead father), for, in order to avoid it, please allow me to withdraw from this exam." Zheng Qi's fingers clawed his legs, almost pinching blood.

Under the corridor, Gao Yue quickly understood that Zheng Qi's father was called Zheng Xian, and in order to avoid secrecy, Zheng Qi could not write this essay - the evil feudal society seems to have stifled many talents.