On August 13, Gu Yan finally walked into the examination room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Gu Yan and Gu Yan's identity review is naturally no problem. The entrance was very strict, not only did the clothes be checked, but also the entrainment was placed. The pen and inkstone were checked over and over again to make sure there were no problems before they were allowed to pass. It was because Gu Yan and Gu Yan were too young that they looked at each other several times.

It can be said that the people who took the exam in the Liangzhejiang Transport Division are all the children of some official eunuchs, and they also have a deep understanding of the disadvantages caused by cheating and being caught, but no one was caught because of entrainment. I entered the examination room, took the paper from the examiner, and learned the questions. So he took some water and poured it into the inkstone, and while he was thinking, he generally grinded the ink unhurriedly. The content of the state test is a little less than that of the provincial test. The ink is polished, and the outline in Gu Yan's heart is almost finished.

It wasn't until the end of Shen Shi that Gu Yan finished writing all the content. He put down his pen and stretched. After carefully checking it again, I handed in the paper and left the examination room.

After a short time out of the gate, Red Medicine greeted him. Seeing that although Gu Yan was tired, his spirit was fine, he put his mind at ease and said with a smile: "How does Childe feel?" ”

Gu Yan smiled: "It's okay." "I couldn't help but relax a lot. Since the "taste" of the examiner is not clear, Gu Yan prudently did not follow the style of ancient writing, but chose the form of combining loose and scattered, and added some gorgeous words and allusions to the article. But it is not blindly pursuing elegance and gorgeousness. This is also a matter of no choice, although Gu Yan clearly understands that this provincial examination is mainly taken by Ouyang Xiu, and he specializes in ancient texts, but what if the examiner of this transfer division exam likes gorgeous prose? If the boat capsizes in the gutter, wouldn't it be sad? After writing it, compared with the articles he saw about the state and provincial exams, Gu Yan thought that although he couldn't get the first place, there was no problem in passing the state exam. And waiting for the ranking to be announced for a while, you can also take a trip in the prosperous place of Hangzhou. Thinking like this, Gu Yan's mood couldn't help but brighten.

"Don't wait...... Hongyao said with some hesitation.

"No need, isn't someone waiting for him? It's okay to think about it, so let's go first. Thinking of Gu Yan, Gu Yan inevitably frowned, Gu Yan's previous disgust and provocation and his current cold eyes Gu Yan were all remembered in his heart, but he just remembered his youth and didn't care about him. Even so, Gu Yan didn't bother to do the thing of a hot face and a cold ass. It's just a stranger, just cover up a little in front of people.

Seeing that Gu Yan was unhappy, Hongyao changed the topic very intimately, and said with a smile: "Childe, what do you want to eat for dinner, now that it's autumn, it's a good time to eat crabs." I heard that the lake crabs in Qiantang Lake taste quite delicious, do you want to try them? ”

Qiantang Lake? Gu Yan shook his head slightly, "West Lake? ”

Hongyao was a little surprised: "Childe is really erudite, Qiantang Lake is in the west of Hangzhou City, but many people also call it West Lake, but I didn't expect Childe to know about it." ”

Gu Yan smiled lightly and didn't answer, but said, "There are still two days left for the rankings to come out, how about we go to West Lake tomorrow?" ”

Hongyao's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "That's great." I remember that there is a poem in Baixiangshan: 'The flowers gradually become charming, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe.' It's very interesting, but I didn't expect to come to Hangzhou to see it. It's a pity that it's not spring. The tone is still a bit of a pity.

Gu Yan said with a smile: "Spring has the scenery of spring, and autumn has the benefits of autumn. Have you forgotten that Bai Xiangshan also said: 'I say that autumn is better than spring'? Suddenly thinking of something, he asked with some doubts, "The one you are talking about is Bai Xiangshan's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake", have you studied poetry?" ”

Hongyao smiled a little reluctantly: "As a slave, I just know a few words, where can I learn poetry?" There was a hint of nostalgia on his face, "When the slave family was young, I vaguely heard a few songs. ”

Gu Yan was in a bad mood when he saw Hongyao, and he also regretted his words a little. "Tomorrow, maybe you'll hear better poetry."

"Oh?" Hongyao cheered up and smiled, "Listen to this, it seems that Childe has a new work?" ”

"Won't you know if you go tomorrow?" Gu Yan sold a pass.

The next morning, Gu Yan asked the long entourage who came from Changzhou, and learned that Gu Yan had come back and had not woken up from his sleep, so he and Hongyao hired a carriage and headed for West Lake.

The West Lake is indeed beautiful, the water is shining, reflecting the fine golden sunlight of autumn, and there are a few small fishing boats floating on the lake, probably fishing. Occasionally, a few birds skim the water. The willows on the shore are graceful, but because it is autumn, it is inevitable that it is a little yellow and sparse, but it also has a sense of beauty. The only fly in the ointment is that the lake is slightly silted. Gu Yan knew that in the near future, the siltation of the West Lake would become more and more serious, and it would not be until a historical celebrity came here that the West Lake could regain its glory and become even more famous than before.

There is also a small stone tablet standing on the surface of the lake, Gu Yan leaned over to take a look, it was engraved with Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Lake Gate", Gu Yan put his hand on the tablet, but it was quite nostalgic.

"The sound of the flute is in the reed flowers, and the white birds are suddenly startled." Gu Yan couldn't help but read.

"Childe, is this the poem you want to compose?" Hongyao asked with interest.

In fact, this is what Pan Lang wrote...... Gu Yan was just about to open his mouth to clarify. But he heard a voice: "Where did he write this, can he write such words?" ”

Gu Yan's face darkened. Looking back, it was two or three gentlemen coming together, and there was a faint smell of wine. It is estimated that he is a scholar who participated in the Hangzhou State Examination. And this kind of early morning drinking, I think it is also the kind of sour rotten scholar who did not do well in the test and felt that he had never met him. In the face of such a provocation, even if the other party drank, Gu Yan could not bear it. immediately replied in a cold voice: "Several states failed the test, so they just found passers-by to vent their anger, it seems that there is a reason why they didn't succeed!" Gu Yan deliberately ignored the fact that the state test results had not yet come out, and directly said, "I failed the state test." "It's ironic.

Sure enough, Gu Yan's words hit their sore spot. One of them, who seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol, shouted directly: "You little boy, what do you know!" That's what you can talk nonsense about? We...... How could we not have been hit! After saying this, he seemed to be a little weak-hearted, and he pulled out a malicious smile, "You little guy who doesn't have any hair, do you know what the state test is?" State test, I'm afraid you haven't even touched the door. Here is quite good at using Pan Mengkong's poems to coax the little lady. Then he turned to his two companions, "You say...... Isn't that what that means? ”

"Exactly! Yes, extremely! One said. Another shook his head and said, "'Remember the West Lake for a long time, and look up from the tower all day long.'" Three, three, two, two fishing boats. Autumn is on the island. The sound of the flute is in the reed flowers. The white bird was startled. Don't sit around with your fishing rod. Thinking into the water and the clouds. Isn't it Pan Mengkong's Jiuquanzi. ”

Gu Yan's face became more and more ugly, this body was malnourished, even if Gu Yan was already carefully recuperating, the height of this body was still only about one meter six. Although he is only fourteen or fifteen years old now, he still has a lot of opportunities to grow taller, but being scolded like this, he naturally feels a little resentful in his heart. As for what he said about using Pan Lang's poems, Gu Yan sneered in his heart, he still has a lot of unknown ancient sentences in his heart, even if it is plagiarized, he will never be caught wrong, that will be so low-level that he will use the words of Pan Lang, who has been dead for less than fifty years?

Gu Yan sneered: "Since the brothers are so talented, why don't we compare?" ”

"That's just right!" This was not the answer of the three opposite, Gu Yan turned his head, but saw a slightly familiar face. "It's just that I'm idle, so let's let someone come and testify."

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PS: Bai Xiangshan refers to Bai Juyi.

Pan Mengkong is Pan Lang, a talented son of the early Song Dynasty.