Hearing Ye Yihui's words, Ye Yitian denied it: "Big brother, this matter is improper. ”

At this time, Ye Yitian and Ye Yitian in front of Qian Xiaoji are completely two people.

At this time, Ye Yitian is a beautiful son, confident and attractive.

Ye Yihui was not surprised, he knew that his younger brother would definitely object: "Second brother, the younger sister has reached the point where the man should marry and the woman should marry, so I looked for a good husband for the little sister, Fu Daishi is a literati in the capital, and he is top in every aspect, so it is also a happy event for my sister to marry him." ”

Ye Qianxing said dissatisfiedly: "Big brother, I don't want to marry, I don't know him well, and I hate Fu Daishi very much." ”

After Ye Qianxing's words were finished, Ye Yihui glanced at Ye Canglan lightly: "Little sister, it's good to be familiar with it."

Hearing Ye Yihui's words, Ye Qianjing found Ye Canglan: "Father, I don't want to marry, I won't marry this person." ”

"Okay~ I'll talk about it when Qianjing wants to get married." Looking at Ye Qianxing's appearance, Ye Canglan smiled helplessly, but still followed Ye Qianxing's meaning.

Ye Yihui's changes were a little: "Then, father, I have discussed it with the Fu family......

"Needless to say, if Qianjie doesn't want to marry, I also know that the Fu family has a history, I heard that he is the first Junjie in the capital, but although he is Junjie, he is not worthy of my Qianjing." Ye Canglan also denied it.

When Ye Yihui heard Ye Canglan's words, he felt a little better in his heart, he used Ye Qianxi to marry, in fact, to test his father's attitude.

If Ye Canglan directly denied him, it would mean that his son's status was lower than that of the other two, but Ye Canglan explained, which made him breathe a sigh of relief: "It's the father, the child is abrupt."

……

", god." In a corridor inside the palace, a middle-aged man with a mole on his face was trotting and shouting loudly.

If you let Qian Xiaoji see it, you will know that this is the supervisor you just had.

"A mole, what's the matter? I heard you shouting from afar. In the corridor, a middle-aged man wearing an official uniform and a black gauze hat appeared with a helpless face.

Yi Ke said: "I said don't call me a mole, and then ask me to turn your face." ”

Liu Hong took advantage of this to fight back: "Then don't call me." ”

Yi Ke pouted dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so stingy, I won't lose a piece of meat for you." ”

Liu Hong: ""

Yi Ke took out the test paper of Qianxiaoji: "Forget it, I won't call you in the future, I came this time to show you a poem." ”

"yes, aren't you proctoring? How did you get out. Liu Hong took the paper with some doubts: "It's a poem you wrote again?" You come to me two or three times a day to read poetry, but I don't want to hit you, it's that your level is really too poor. ”

Yi Ke's eyebrows twitched, and his face was full of confidence: "You look first, you look first, this time it will definitely surprise you." ”

"I'll go! Didn't you say it would blow my mind? But every time you come to my house and let me see it, I will indeed eat a pound, and every time you come, the meat in my house will definitely be less than a pound. Liu Hong pretended to have a positive expression on his face: "It seems that after a while, my inner man will buy meat, and I'm afraid it will be one pound less."

Yi Ke: "......"

"Can I eat that much? It's not that your chef makes it delicious, so I can't help but be greedy. Yi Ke touched his head embarrassedly: "You read first, you read first, I guarantee that this poem will always be good."

Looking at the expression on Yi Ke's face, Liu Hong straightened the test paper and looked at it.

"This~" A sense of sadness rose in Liu Hong's mind, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Famous poems through the ages! After Liu Hong read it, he could only use this sentence to express the goodness of this poem.

Trembling looked at Yi Ke: "A mole, this is what you wrote?" Definitely not what you wrote. Liu Hong asked and immediately denied it.

Yi Ke was a little dissatisfied when he heard it: "Why look down on me, my poem is still good, although this poem is indeed not written by me."

Liu Hong is still excited: "It's not that I look down on you, but your level is like that, think about it, even if there is no wind for thousands of miles, I can come up with a poem like Cheng Dù in the grassland, and you can be regarded as having a specialty." ”

Yi Ke: "......"

Liu Hong looked at Yi Ke: "Okay, let's get back to the topic, you won't look for me just to read such a good poem, right?" ”

"My purpose is to ask you to read this poem, and at the same time I want to tell you that this poem was thought up by a young man in five minutes." Yi Ke said this, a little complacent, as if this poem was written by him.

"What?! Young man, five minutes? Liu Hong was a little surprised.

It's no wonder that Liu Hong was surprised, this poem is obviously a masterpiece, and at first glance, it is a work of old age, this feeling is desolate and depressing, how can it be written by a young man.

Yi Ke seemed to have discovered some peerless treasure: "Yes, it was a young man who took the imperial examination, it only took five minutes, and I think he wrote it temporarily, I also thought that he wrote it before, but how could a young man think of this kind of poem for no reason?" So I guess it's a genius that needs to be taken care of. ”

Liu Hong's eyes lit up: "If that's the case, then this person should really be taken care of, you go to the invigilator first, and I'll take this poem to myself." ”

After saying that, Liu Hong turned around and left, because this poem is so good!

Yi Ke watched Liu Hong leave, and his heart was also full of joy: "Oh, I Yi Ke can still meet a genius in my life, it's so cool." ”

In the morning, a poem shocked the court and shocked the cultural people!

In the capital, the civil officials were completely shocked, because of this poem written by Qian Xiaoji.

After Liu Hongcong took the poem, he hoped that his camp could take the "genius" of Qian Xiaoji under the door, and then gave the poem to an older civil official, but he didn't expect the civil official to cry at that time, shouting "Good poetry!" Good poetry! ”

The higher the experience of a literati, the deeper the study and understanding of poetry, and then the civil official took the poem of Qian Xiaoji to the top to read, and then all the civil officials in the capital were surprised, some people wanted to die because of reading the poem of Qian Xiaoji, if it wasn't for the people next to him, I am afraid that he would have hit the wall and died.

Some civil officials have experienced countless experiences in their lives and feel the depth of artistic conception, so they see through the pathos of this poem, and their hearts are extremely sad.

Then pass them one by one, and whoever reads them will continue to pass them on to their own heads.

At this time, next to a table, Qian Xiaoji's test paper was placed in the center, surrounded by several gray-haired old men.

"This poem has a strong poetic style, the essence of the writing, and wonderful!" An old man's arm trembled slightly.

"The whole poem, one of the meanings of the table xiàn is a single word, although the strength of this word is not good, but this poem has no ancients." Another old man also said.

"Yes, the author's ingenuity in conception, there is a kind of nostalgic feeling in the whole text, although it is not depicted, but I can vaguely feel it." Old man, you say a word, I say a word.

"That's right, even I feel ashamed of myself, this poem can be compared with the adults of literature and history, or even on par." I don't know who said a word, and the whole hall fell silent.

Then everyone's breathing was a little heavy, and this person's poems could be compared with Fu Huarong, a master of literature and history, so that means that the cultural process of the True Dynasty may rise again because of this person. "This matter must be made known to the emperor, and someone will be asked to investigate, and find out who wrote it."

An old man pointed to the name of the test paper: "Qianxiaoji." ”

Then the whole hall fell silent......

"Let me die! ........." There was a miserable noise in the whole hall, and now they found out that this was the test paper of the imperial examination, so that is to say, it was written by a young man, that is to say, a young man wrote a wonderful poem!

How can this make them embarrassed by these old men?

"It must be reported and the poem must be passed on, and this poem will be compiled into the history books of the dynasty."

……

Qian Xiaoji didn't know these things, he just wrote a random poem.

If Du Fu knew that Qian Xiaoji wrote his poems in the True Dynasty and became famous, I am afraid that he would be angry.

I wrote this kind of poem for a lifetime, but no one could appreciate it, I didn't expect that Qian Xiaoji just wrote one of his own poems in the real dynasty, and actually compiled his own poem into the history of the dynasty.

"It's boring enough." Qian Xiaoji is bored lying on the ground.

"The phone is out!" shouted, Qian Xiaoji remembered that he could move his mobile phone in and out at will.

Sure enough, as soon as Qianxiaoji finished speaking, an Android phone appeared in the air.

Reaching out to pick up the phone, Qianxiaoji took a good look again.

Turn on the screen, the phone is still the same words, sorry you don't have the right to open the permission.

I can't open it, I can't see what's in the phone, and I won't look at the thousand small machines: "Wl." looked at the brand, Qian Xiaoji really didn't see this kind of brand.

"wl, wl future, future wl, I rely on my cheat!" If you think about it, isn't WL the shorthand for the future! "Forget it, forget it, go in." After saying that, the mobile phone disappeared in the forehead of Qian Xiaoji.

"Come out." The phone came out.

"Go in......" The phone disappeared.

The boring Qianxiao machine just slowly went in and out, and found that it was really interesting.

"Get in...... Come out...... Get in...... Come out...... "I don't know how many times I've been in the ......, and I think it's a little fun."

"Because the host is too naughty and plays with the system itself, it reduces the host's health for two days." Just thought about not playing, Qianxiaoji got such news.

Thousand small machines: "......"

Qian Xiaoji was dissatisfied in his heart and rebelled against this result, but it had no effect.

This made Qian Xiaoji want to cry without tears, so bored and bored, he lost his life for two days.

Walking out of the examination seat, I found that Yi Ke was sitting on it looking at a few test papers, proving that someone had already handed in the test papers.

Looking at Yi Ke and shaking his head after looking at the test papers, Qian Xiaoji knew that it must be those people's answers, and he was not very satisfied.

"Teacher, is there anything fun or boring?" Qian Xiaoji walked up to Yi Ke and said.

Yi Ke was reading the text carefully, and was startled by such a voice, and wanted to get angry immediately, but as soon as he saw Qian Xiaoji, the fire was extinguished immediately, and just now Liu Hongke told him that the poem written by Qian Xiaoji was going to be famous.

"Boring, really boring." Yi Ke thought about it, a genius like Qian Xiaoji, it doesn't take long to answer the questions, so a day is too long for Qian Xiaoji, and it is still in this examination room where the smell of is wafting.

"Why don't we go out to dinner?" Looking at the appearance of Qian Xiaoji, Yi Keti said.

"Great idea!" Qian Xiaoji was happy: "Let's go, together."

"No problem." Yi Ke didn't want to guard the examination room, so he changed the officers and soldiers just now to guard them again, and the two of them contributed to their own gastrointestinal plans.