“…… In my opinion, the top of the list of this literary meeting is Leng Futong, yes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info...... Father You Zai is his mentor. ”

"Brother Tai's words are too one-sided, I don't dare to agree with you, don't you forget the ...... of the four princes, and Li Zhi, the little son of the Sheng family."

"Young Master Ye Chen was injured, probably because he was negligent in preparation, which made the forest ......"

The Datang Cultural Association is divided into two rounds, and the first round adopts the mode of imperial examination to select the top 50 to participate in the Tianxia Conference. The second round is the public examination of the top 50, aiming to rank the top 50 in the Tang Dynasty.

At this time, outside the gate of the Gongyuan Academy, the place of the imperial examination, there was a lot of people, and many students were talking about those enviable young talents.

And in a corner of the wall that no one cared about, Mo Fei, who was wearing a slightly shabby robe, couldn't help but hold on to the wall with trembling hands, waiting for the exam to start.

Yaya should have arrived at the academy......

His eyes were on the ground, his gaze wandering, his mind in confusion. The noise and discussion continued to pound his eardrums. He was slashed in the chest with a knife, and there was also a ...... in the thigh I haven't rested or eaten for a long time, I have lost too much blood, and my body has been overdrawn. But now he has to participate in the Tang Dynasty Cultural Conference......

He pinched his palm hard, only to find that his hand was numb, and the pain could no longer stimulate his brain. If you enter the Tribute Academy and start doing the questions, you can only use a silver needle...... Noisy voices continued to be heard in his ears, mixed with the terms Canghai Academy, Leng Futong, Ye Chen, and Lin Mu, but he didn't have the energy to connect this information together.

After a long time, I suddenly heard a woman's crisp voice in the crowd: "Master...... Mo...... Not. ”

Hearing someone calling his name, Mo Fei opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were blurry, as if it was Zhang Jingmo and Li Qingqing. His lips moved, he couldn't speak, and his body was on the verge of collapse......

In the crowd, Zhang Jingmo and Li Qingqing walked in front, followed by Ye Chen, Li Yixing and Ye Lingzhu.

"Master, you ...... What's wrong? Li Qingqing looked at Mo Fei's crumbling appearance from a distance, snorted lightly, and hurriedly ran forward.

A group of five people stepped forward and looked at Mo Fei's eyes were scattered, with a look of fatigue and malaise. They looked at each other suspiciously, looked at each other, and didn't know why.

Seeing that there seemed to be a change here, outside the crowded Gongyuan, students in twos and threes suddenly rushed over like a tide, surrounding this place into a semicircle. The students' necks were stretched out, like many ducks, and their heads were carried.

"What's wrong with Brother Mofei?" Ye Chen, who was wearing a white robe, frowned, his eyes full of concern.

All along, Li Qingqing has always seen Mo Fei who is chic and calm, but now seeing him so embarrassed and helpless, he was a little flustered in his heart, and said urgently: "I don't know, Brother Ye Chen, this is ...... What should I do? ”

"Seeing him like this, I also know if he was seriously injured, so let's take it back."

In a daze, Mo Fei heard Ye Lingzhu say this, subconsciously shook his head, and said, "No, I'm fine." I can take the exam. Cough...... I've always had a lot of strength and I can hold on. ”

What's so strong? What are you doing with this, Ye Lingzhu glanced at Mo Fei in wonder, and after a while, the drunkenness that day suddenly flashed in his mind, and he seemed to be ...... in a daze. "Huh" blushed on his face. Ye Lingzhu trembled and pointed at Mo Fei angrily, "It's you—"

Zhang Jingmo looked at the conversation between the two, as if he smelled the smell of peach blossoms, ran over with a fart and asked Ye Lingzhu with a malicious face: "What is the strength of your hands?" What's wrong? ”

Ye Lingzhu glanced at Zhang Jingmo angrily and snorted. Half a day later, he looked at Mo Fei and muttered: "Good intentions are not rewarded, you have to take the test, I won't stop you." If you lie in the tribute courtyard and can't get out, then it's ....... ”

"Lingzhu."

Although Ye Chen and Mo Fei only have a two-sided relationship, they don't talk much. But in addition to seeing him as his savior, he also regards the other party as his confidant and friend. Now seeing that Ye Lingzhu was more and more rude the more he spoke, he couldn't help but cut off her words in a deep voice.

Seeing that Ye Chen, who had always loved him, was faintly angry, Ye Lingzhu was stunned for a moment, then glared at Mo Fei, and muttered: You are a disciple. After that, he puffed out his hands and stood aside.

Li Yixing, who was standing on the side, glanced at Ye Lingzhu with unclear eyes, and then looked at Mo Fei.

……

"Ao ......, I know, he is the doctor of Canghai Academy, what is his name...... What's wrong or what?,I heard that I won the fiftieth place in the academy selection with a broken poem.。 Tsk, good luck. ”

"It's him...... Seeing him like this, he still took the exam, so let's go back quickly. ”

"It's ......, the fiftieth place in Canghai Academy, it's no fun...... I'm afraid I don't even have the qualifications to participate in the Heavenly Meeting. ”

Ye Lingzhu glared at Mo Fei and ...... In a haze, I remembered the situation of that day, the bed, the chest, and the dagger, which was not a dagger. The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, and now I heard these students chattering endlessly, and I was even more angry, and shouted: "Tell me, talk about it!" What is there to say? He is not qualified, so you are qualified? ”

These students are all gossip lovers, so they naturally know Ye Lingzhu's past fierce life experience. Now seeing her irritable opening, she was unconvinced, but her face was silent, and she kept her mouth shut.

At this time, a feminine joking voice came from the side: "Yo! The eldest lady of the Ye family has such a big temper that no one dares to speak with a word. Hehehehehe......"

The name of the person who spoke was Li Zhi, and he was the little prince of King Sheng's mansion.

King Sheng is quite trusted by today's saints and has great power. Therefore, Li Zhi, who has been pampered since childhood, has developed a paranoid and perverse character. Although he is a man, his complexion is more feminine than that of a woman. When he spoke, his eyebrows were like silk, with affection, and he was three points coquettish and seven points frivolous.

Ye Lingzhu is a fiery character when he is young, and he can't see this kind of soft and greasy boy. Although I have studied at Zhifu Academy in the past few years, my temper has been reduced a lot. But for people who are disgusted from the bottom of their bones, they still don't have a good face at all.

……

In a drowsy state, he heard Li Zhi seem to say something sneering. He didn't understand who he was saying or what he was saying. It's just that I vaguely heard Ye Lingzhu say that it could be ...... Then it was inaudible. …… After a while, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and then nouns such as Leng Futong, Four Princes, Lin Mu, and the exam came into his ears, and he subconsciously moved his steps and wanted to move forward.

Then he felt someone supporting him, one was Ye Chen, and the other seemed to be Lin Mu.

How could it be...... Forest?

"Brother...... Even if you get on the bookcase, you won't be able to take the exam. ”

Mo Fei subconsciously shook his head again. Then the body floated up and kept moving forward. After a while, his ass fell on the chair, and he opened his eyes very hard, and the figures of the two in front of him had become blurred.

After a short time, the rice paper was sent down, and Mo Fei forcibly took out the silver needle from the cuff and made another needle in his Shenting acupoint. The head has regained a little clarity, but the effect has become worse and worse after repeated injections. 'M afraid...... It didn't take long, more than a quarter of an hour...... About two quarters of an hour.

Could it be that from the gap between his eyelids, he saw the blurred and crooked words on the rice paper......

With "threesomes, there must be my teacher" as an article.

Write poems with "Mother's Grace".

It took two hours......

"The Teacher Said": Ancient scholars must have teachers. Teacher, so preach and teach to solve doubts. If a person is not born to know, he can do no wrong. …… Yu Jiaqi can walk the ancient road, and the teacher said that he is Yizhi. ”

This time the writing is no longer a smart and delicate small letter, and the crooked writing on the rice paper is even more powerless. Fortunately, in order to prevent cheating, the students' essays and poems will be re-copied, so that the handwriting is not good...... It doesn't matter much.

Put aside the rice paper on which he had finished writing "Shi Shuo", picked up another piece of rice paper, and continued to write: "The Wanderer's Yin": The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. ”

There was not much time left before he fell into a coma, so he didn't pause at all, and when he saw the title, he wrote hard. Basically, as soon as he finished writing, his head buzzed again, and some hallucinations and vague consciousness followed.

"Invigilator, hand in the papers."

The exam lasted two hours, but it only took two quarters of an hour. When the abrupt sound of "handing over the papers" sounded, the audience was in an uproar. The invigilator shouted "Silence". Strode towards Mo Fei, and after passing, he shook his head when he looked at Mo Fei's drowsy appearance. muttered, "I don't know which academy you are, otherwise I would have to tell your master." Hum! It's such a child's play on exams. It's really - unorthodox. ”

The invigilator reprimanded a few words, but he could only do business. Flicked his sleeves, casually glanced at the messy words on the rice paper, sealed it, transcribed it, pasted it, and handed it in.

Mo Fei walked through the atrium with a stagger, and occasionally heard sneering laughter.

A considerable number of students looked at him gloatingly, hum! I had expected this to be the result a long time ago, and if I didn't leave early, I wouldn't have suffered this kind of sin in the Tribute Temple.

It's really a powder and hanging--death to save face!

Ye Chen was contemplating and thinking, looking at Mo Fei's figure, frowning worriedly, and then sighed. Full of regret and lamentation. And Ye Lingzhu on the opposite side glanced at Mo Fei, first bit his lower lip, and then poked the table with a pen in a puff.

It doesn't matter if you're done with it! Hum! Let you play tricks on me again......

Only when Lin Mu saw Mo Fei, Mu Mu's face finally showed a hint of surprise. It seems that he didn't expect the other party to finish the exam paper so quickly.

Mo Fei walked out of the tribute courtyard, leaned against the wall, staggered two steps, and was half asleep, when he suddenly heard someone next to him say in a deep voice: "What's the matter with you?" ”