"Knock~Knock~"

In the palace, the noble golden bell sounded, which means that the name moves the sky, and today is the first day of the imperial examination.

In the No. 3 examination room, Qian Xiaoji woke up before the bell rang, but not naturally, but was awakened by urine.

It had been half an hour since he woke up, and the bell had just ended, and Qian Xiaoji looked at the simple toilet in front of him with a red face.

Is it time for him to pee, or is it time for him to pee? Looking at the urinal in front of him, Qian Xiaoji was entangled, because he had a feeling that if he sprinkled this bubble of urine, his ** would definitely be wide open, and at that time, he would definitely open all the and urine.

But he didn't want to pull Xiang here, after all, he still had to live for three days, the door of the examination room was still closed, and Qianxiaoji had already tried to see if it could be opened, but the result was that he couldn't!

"I can't pull here, I'm going to hold back!" Qian Xiaoji's painful one bit his lip, and his whole face was already purple.

"Puff...... Laugh at...... Poof......"

I don't know where the sound of a thousand miles came from in the No. 3 examination room, which made the smell of waft in the entire examination room......

This voice was like a signal, and then the smell of any in the No. 3 exam room emanated, and the entire exam room was like in the world.

"No matter!" Qian Xiaoji only felt that he was attacking back and forth, pinching his thigh meat, and slowly taking off his pants, fortunately, there were two utensils, otherwise Qian Xiaoji would have spilled urine on the ground.

"Puff puff ......"

Finally, Qian Xiaoji felt a burst of relaxation, which made him feel a first-class mood.

Qian Xiaoji only felt a foul smell coming to him, which made him sad, this is only the first day, what should I do if there are two days left?

During the whole toilet time, Qian Xiaoji took ten minutes to solve it, and after a qiē was ready, Qian Xiaoji didn't want to move anymore.

Hurry up and put your excrement far away, saying that it is not far away, but in the corner, Qian Xiaoji always feels a little better.

Smelling the smell of in the examination room, Qian Xiaoji wanted to leave immediately, this is a complete nightmare!

After eating a few bites of the cake that was placed there, Qian Xiaoji realized what it means that some people are in all day long, and he feels this way now.

"In order to marry Bai Fumei, become a CEO, and reach the peak of life, I endured it!" It's so noble and great...... In fact, it is the fear of death......

Squeak~ The door of the third field finally opened, and a man in an official uniform entered.

Because the location of Qianxiaoji is the first, as soon as this person came in, Qianxiaoji saw it.

Squinting eyes, a round face, a black mole hanging under the eyebrows of the right eye, and a slight fat on the whole body, proving that life is still moisturized and moisturized, but this is not the point, the point is that this person actually brought a mask in!

This Qianxiao machine hates it, these supervisors can enjoy it too much! "There's still half an hour to start, everyone have to pull quickly." The warden's voice came out, and although I don't know if anyone else heard it, Qian Xiaoji heard it.

Watching the prison officer sit leisurely on the top with a mask, and still leaning on Erlang's leg elegantly, Qian Xiaoji was envious.

Stepping on the foot ~ When Qian Xiaoji was silently enduring the erosion of the smell of, he saw a team of officers and soldiers coming in from outside, and after an officer and soldier came in, he searched the location of Qian Xiaoji and found that there was nothing, so he left.

Qian Xiaoji watched all the officers and soldiers investigate one by one, and finally found out two people, because the officers and soldiers were holding two books in their hands, and the two people were taken away, Qian Xiaoji silently watched them leave.

It's too dedicated, Qian Xiaoji sighed, because since the officers and soldiers came in, Qian Xiaoji has carefully observed, and they haven't even frowned once.

He knew that it was a search for cheating just now, but he still didn't understand, weren't they afraid that the students would have other ways to cheat?

"Exam begins!" The warden shouted, and shook a rattle on the lectern.

"Three days of exams, three questions." After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands, and a few new officers and soldiers came in from outside the examination room, and then in the examination room, a piece of paper was distributed, and then he withdrew again.

Looking at the piece of paper in his hand, Qian Xiaoji has some nostalgia, and it is the same on the earth, with a faint sound, Qian Xiaoji has no feeling for the exam, his purpose is just to get experience points after the exam, and then get life points.

A good poet can write good poems, and the poems can be heroic......

After reading it hastily, Qianxiaoji knows that it is to ask you to write a poem, so that people can feel how deep the artistic conception is and how deep the feeling is.

But what he didn't understand was that such a question needed to be tested for one day? It's very simple for him, as long as he thinks of a poem on the earth, Qianxiaoji thinks it's okay, how can the poems circulated by the ancients have a bad artistic conception?

So he put pen to paper.

In the early autumn, the shogunate is cold, and the wax torch remains in the river city.

The horn of the eternal night whispered to himself, who sees the moonlight in the middle sky?

The wind and dust are flickering, and the road is difficult to travel in the depression.

has endured ten years of employment, and forcibly moved to inhabit a branch.

After writing it, Qian Xiaoji felt relieved, this poem was written by Du Fu, and the expression was the poet's unspoken, depressed and sad mood.

Qianxiaoji doesn't write about other poets, since Du Fu is called a poet saint by later generations, then writing his poems must be wrong.

"The teacher has finished writing, I have to hand in the paper!" Although Qian Xiaoji's voice was not very loud, it was clearly heard in this room.

For a time it caused a riot.

When the warden heard this voice, his eyes were about to fall out, and in five minutes, a poem was so easy to compose? He is also a person who has rarely studied poetry, so he is still looking for ideas.

Qian Xiaoji felt that there was too much time to compose a poem in one day, but this was not the case.

Poets want inspiration, and sometimes they can't write a good poem in a few days, so a day is actually very short for a reader.

And even if they make a poem in one day, these readers will praise it, and then think about the poem to see if they can write better, after all, this is a decennial imperial examination for fame and fame, and everyone wants to perfect the answer to the question better.

So it is impossible for anyone to hand in the test papers so early, which is like a person like Qian Xiaoji.

The students who were on the same floor as Wenxing Academy and Qian Xiaoji felt that it was nothing when they heard this voice, because they knew that it was the voice of Qian Xiaoji, and Qian Xiaoji must have dreamed of Zhou Gong when he slept last night, which made those people on the third floor write poems much faster than the students on other floors, because they felt that they should still dream of Zhou Gong.

As for the people on other floors before, they were secretly scolding Qian Xiaoji for being an idiot, but this made them feel that it was good to have one less competitor, although they felt that Qian Xiaoji was an idiot, but they were grateful to Qian Xiaoji.

"Hand it in." Although the warden thought it was incredible, as the invigilator, he still had to enforce his powers.

When Qian Xiaoji heard this, he immediately handed over the test paper, and the supervisor looked at the young man in front of him, and then picked up the poem written by Qian Xiaoji and read it.

Then the prisoner's mouth grew big, and his eyes showed disbelief, and the meaning expressed in the whole poem was sadness, and the poetic style was gloomy, and the prisoner felt that he was infected when he saw it, wonderful!

The supervisor felt that this poem could be regarded as the pinnacle of the True Dynasty, and he was fortunate to see a poem by Fu Huarong, a master of Tongming Literature and History, and was shocked, but now this poem can be said to be on par.

So the supervisor quickly threw away the idea that Qian Xiaoji might be cheating by submitting the paper so quickly, and the people are so powerful, no wonder they can confidently submit the paper in such a short time, because who can compare this poem?

Even Fu Huarong, a propagandist and thinker of the True Dynasty culture, may not be able to come up with such a pathetic and depressing poem in five minutes.

At this moment, the supervisor was respectful to the young man in front of him, the one who reached it came first, although Qian Xiaoji only looked twenty years old, but the poetic style of this poem obviously gave people the feeling that it was a work of old age, and it was real.

A young man, but writes about the real feelings of his old age, and it also makes people sigh, how much talent does this take?

"Teacher, have you finished reading it? I'll go down first. Qian Xiaoji looked at the prisoner's mouth in front of him and couldn't close it for a long time, and his arm was trembling slightly, guessing, could it be that his brother's charm has increased? The aura is too strong?

The warden's heart was a little touched: "Look, I'm done." ”

"Then I'll go down." Qianxiaoji really doesn't understand, I don't understand, and I'm too lazy to watch it, so I can go to sleep now, and then go to sleep in the exam seat.

The supervisor was still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem, and only after Qian Xiaoji left, did he slowly come back to his senses, looked at Qian Xiaoji, and the supervisor immediately walked out of the examination room.

Then two or three officers and soldiers came in and waited in the field.

In the backyard of the palace, where birds and flowers are singing, trees are shady, and at a pavilion, several people are talking consciously or unconsciously looking at the lake in front of them.

Three men and one woman, three young and one middle-aged.

Among them, two acquaintances of Qian Xiaoji are inside, Ye Yitian, Ye Qianjing, and several middle-aged people are very similar, that is, the emperor of the True Dynasty, Ye Canglan.

Another young man complimented: "Father, in the recent imperial examination, the country will accept talents, which is really a sign of the country's great prosperity." ”

Ye Canglan laughed when he heard this: "Hehe, Hui'er said it well. ”

After laughing, he looked at Ye Yitian: "Tian'er, how are you doing?" This strange illness of yours worries my father. ”

Ye Yihui next to him saw such a scene, and his face sank slightly.

Ye Yitian greeted him: "Father, the second brother will definitely be fine, if the second brother's illness can't be cured, I will try my best to help." ”

"Hehe, father, let me tell you, I'm afraid that the second brother's illness will not happen this year, because the second brother has obtained several strange things." Ye Qianxing laughed happily.

Ye Canglan showed a hint of curiosity: "Really? What is it? Ye Qianjing said happily: "The second brother got it from a person, and that person has a lot of these strange things, so it is a temptation for the second brother, so I tell you, father, I plan to make him the second brother's scholar, and let him pour me foot washing water every night." ”

Three: "......"

Ye Yitian's face was straight and he looked like I understood: "Qianjing, how do you look at you, it doesn't seem to be for the sake of the second brother, it seems that you have another purpose." ”

"It seems that this person has made my family Qianjing a little ...... Ha ha. Ye Canglan wanted to say something, but she saw Ye Qianxi's face blushing and laughing even more.

Ye Qianjing looked at Ye Yitian and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Ouch, second brother, I'm really thinking about you, and what is my father thinking." ”

Ye Canglan looked at Ye Qianjing well: "My little princess is older, but not everyone is worthy of my daughter, so I must be satisfied." Ye Qianxing's face turned red again and became twisted.

Ye Yihui next to him looked at the three of them talking and laughing, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable: "Father, the little sister has also reached the age when it is time to marry, so as Qianjing's eldest brother, I helped him find a handsome young man in the capital, I think the Fu family's Fu Daishi and the little sister are just talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven, so I privately discussed with them to marry Qianqian to him, and the Fu family happily agreed."

Sorry for the power outage at home today, it's only coming up now.