"Only those who are proficient in all kinds of martial arts can match our Dafeng Princess Yunling, and the first question will test your writing attainments......

said that three Jin Zhaoxin, three water called Miao, and three people are many, so what should the three ghosts be called? Please write it on the rice paper in front of you. ”

Jing Yu saw the twenty people in the courtyard, after he spoke, except for Liu Huayun, who was in a commotion, they all looked at him with straight waist and holding their breath, nodded with satisfaction, and said so.

"What are the three ghosts called, is there such a word?"

Listening to the soft muttering of the little fat man Qian Fugui next to him, Liu Huayun smiled faintly, picked up the pen and wrote four words on it.

"Okay, when the time comes, please show me your answers."

After dozens of breaths, Jing Yu waved his hand, and suddenly let four or five people, including Qian Fugui, look gloomy for a while;

If it weren't for the fact that there were a few Lang Zhong around who had been watching, and there was a few steps between the two tables, the little fat man Qian Fugui would probably get up to check what Liu Huayun had written.

"Yes, the spirit of the dragon, Lin Feng, Jing Tianhao, Zhou Chuan, Lu Zixin, Li Wuyang...... You wait for fourteen people to pass and enter the next round, Qian Fugui, Xue Fan, Li Chengzhang...... The five of you are eliminated. ”

Glancing at the answers of Lin Feng and the others, Jing Yu nodded with satisfaction and began to announce the results;

It's just that when he fell his gaze on Liu Huayun's crooked handwriting, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

"Help or Spirit, isn't it shouting for help when you meet three ghosts? How I didn't think of it;

Brother Liu is talented, and he gave two answers at once, and the younger brother really admires it! You're the leader of this round......"

The old man surnamed Fang spread his hands and said that he couldn't help him, and Qian Fugui, the son of the shady curtain who was about to leave, glanced at Liu Huayun's font that made him laugh, and immediately said so.

"Liu Huayun passed and entered the next round!"

Jing Yu, who wanted to find a reason to humiliate him and eliminate him by the way, had to extinguish such thoughts after listening to Qian Fugui's words.

After the previous round of tests, five of the twenty people on the scene were eliminated, and only fifteen people remained, except for the seven or eight talented people of Guozijian and Liu Huayun, there were only six talented and quick-thinking folk scholars.

At this moment, they all have hope and vision for the future in their eyes, after all, rushing into the second round is one step closer to the final top three, and it is also one step closer to becoming a horse master.

"I just said that only the great talents who can put pen to paper to calm the world and martial arts can unify the army can match Princess Yunling;

This official asks you to write an article to express the thoughts in your hearts about the foreigners who have committed me Dafeng, and only six people can enter the next round according to the merits, okay, let's start, the time is limited to half a pillar of incense. ”

After Qian Fugui and others were cleared out of the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, Jing Yu glanced at Liu Huayun, and said fiercely in his heart that this topic should have been put to the end.

I'll go, write an article, do you think this is the top student in the exam, grandma, I knew that it was so troublesome to participate in the literary exam, so I went directly to the back door.

Although he was secretly scolding in his heart, Liu Huayun still picked up a pen, dipped it in ink on the rice paper in front of him, and wrote a few crosses with a brush.

Soon, the time of half a pillar of incense was spent in the book that everyone worked hard to write;

Due to the limited time, the three protégés of the Guozi Prison and the two folk scholars, after Jing Yu announced that the time was over, they put down their pen with gloomy faces, obviously failing to complete their masterpieces.

After being reviewed by a few Langzhong, these five people were directly eliminated, and the articles of Liu Huayun and other ten people were confiscated to Jing Yu and were being read by him one by one.

"Foreign barbarians, strong bodies, living outside the fortress, good at riding and shooting, should be based on the Great Wall, and refuse to be outside the fortress...... Yes, Lin Feng, your article is slightly the same as what the old man saw, through ......"

After flipping through the two sheets, Jing Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he read out the words on the rice paper in his hand in public, and then announced with great appreciation.

Phew~~, I don't know how to forge ahead, I only know how to stick to it, is this what the entire Dafeng literati think about today?

When one day in the future, when the Eight-Nation Coalition forces rush to land on the beach with foreign guns and artillery, what will these pretentious guys have besides integrity? What can be done?

Just when Liu Huayun was quite disdainful and disdainful of Jing Yu's statement in his heart, he had already read a few more articles, and at the same time announced that Zhou Chuan and Jing Tianhao, as well as Li Wuyang, Lu Zixin and others had entered the next round.

It was at this time that Liu Huayun's article appeared in front of him, although the handwriting was not very neat and beautiful, but the content on it made him and a few Lang Zhong around him frown slightly.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and your ambition is fierce. A lifetime of fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!

Northwest shame, not yet snowy. When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Cui chariots, cannons, blasted through Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for tartar meat, laughing and thirsty for tartar blood. Promote the prestige of the country, expand the territory, and face the sky. ”

Liu Huayun's Man Jianghong, who tampered with the great hero Yue Fei in his previous life, although it was only less than 100 words, the ideas and ambitions he wanted to express were already on the page.

"Liu Huayun passed and entered the next round!"

Although his ideas are far from his own, his conjectures of sweeping away foreign races are even more daring and absurd;

But the article itself, whether in terms of rhyme or style, is a masterpiece that far surpasses Lin Feng's article, there is no way, after glancing at a few people around him, Jing Yu had to announce the result.

Soon, one more person became the lucky one, and the remaining three scholars were eliminated;

In the end, including Sedum Tianhao, among the seven people who entered the third round, in addition to Liu Huayun, three were protégés of Guozijian, and three were scholars from the people.

Of course, Liu Huayun, as a servant of the ministry, is an alternative existence.

"As a concubine who will accompany the princess in the future, he can only read and write, and he has a strong ambition, which is not enough, he is young and handsome, and it is also very necessary to be literary and elegant;

Next, please press this picture scroll, in the tea work in the poem, the first to make and the most suitable artistic conception, is the leader, followed by the second class, the third class, the remaining three eliminated ......"

When there were only seven of them left in the courtyard, Jing Yu smiled faintly and waved his hand, and asked people to carry over a wooden shelf with splashed ink landscape paintings.

Listening to his tone, this time he actually changed the rules and let the remaining few people chant poetry in public, and there is still the meaning of who will take advantage of the answer.

The poem was easy for Liu Huayun, but he just glanced at it, and the picture scroll with mountains, water, people, and birds in front of him had not yet spoken, Lin Feng had already stood up and taken the lead.

"Teacher, Lin Feng's poem is to find a book in spring," After getting up, Lin Feng smiled and gave a fist to Jing Yu.

"Very well, you can groan."

Lin Feng, a disciple who had just been admitted to the Guozijian, had won him a lot of glory today, but he was much stronger than his cousin's nephew Jing Tianhao, so when Jing Yu waved his hand, his face was full of a warm smile.

"The green mountains are faint and the grass and trees are deep, and the pine shade bamboo shadows and birds sing in spring; Pedestrians get lost in their canes, not where to find the sound of books. ”

Lin Feng nodded, paced, and spoke loudly.

"Okay, what a spring book, this poem is quite consistent with the artistic conception of the picture scroll, Lin Feng, you are a well-deserved leader!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yu had already opened his mouth and praised it.

I'll rub, old boy, you really dare to say that he is the leader, what is that old man...... But forget it, isn't it just a place? Even if she only gets the third grade, the eldest wife will not pick someone else's.

Improvising a poem on the same scroll must be the first to take advantage of it, after all, if the latecomer is somewhat similar, he will be sentenced to imitate and lose his color;

This is like Liu Huayun's literature in his previous life, as long as there are classics on the same theme, the others will be sprayed and plagiarized.

Therefore, while Liu Huayun was thinking in his heart, the remaining Sedum Hao, Zhou Chuan, and Li Wuyang ...... The five of them were also in deep thought, and none of them began to speak again.