Confucian Sheng smiled and patted a sycophant, turned his head and glanced at Xiang Lin with a cold face, as if he was disgusted, opened the book and looked over ten lines, looked at it and asked with a grin: "Xu Gongzi, can you read the third paragraph of the first chapter of the sixth chapter of this book in public?" ”

Xiang Lin thought for a moment, his eyebrows condensed, he wanted to say but he couldn't speak, Ziying and they were looking at him quietly. After a long time, they didn't answer, and everyone seemed to be waiting impatiently, and said, "Does Childe know?" If you don't know how to just admit defeat, you won't have to worry about grinding the big guys! The crowd chattered and chattered endlessly.

"I can't remember exactly." After hesitation, Xiang Lin was reluctant to answer and replied. "Hey! After grinding for a long time, it turns out that this great talent doesn't know at all! There was a shout from the crowd. The Confucian scholar who asked the question raised his head and said: "The first question, Zheng Gongzi wins!" The guy deliberately dragged out his voice, and everyone gave a thumbs up.

Immediately after the eight questions, Zheng Shijie's mouth was like a stream, without the slightest mistake, and the praise came one after another, but Xiang Lin was silent, and the sighs were endless. "Childe lost nine questions, if you lose another question, don't blame their subordinates for being ruthless." The two Confucian students who held Ruolan smiled, rolled up their cuffs and prepared to fight.

If Sanjiu is beaten, Xiang Lin may still be ruthless, but the difficulty is Ruolan, she is a daughter after all, where can she withstand the addition of fists and feet, and if she fights again, she will regret it.

Confucian said: "Zheng Gongzi, the fifth chapter of the fifth chapter of this book... Section .. Clause.. Belch.. This one.. Section .." Confucian flew his eyes and glanced at the content of the chapter, and suddenly panicked, stammering and unable to speak. Zhao Cheng was an anxious man, and he was frizzy when he heard it, and shouted: "You are big!" Hurry up! Confucian was so frightened that his body was furious, and he said in a panic: "First! Sixth paragraph! Yes.. Can you recite it?" said with an embarrassed face, and his voice weakened like a mosquito.

Zheng Shijie proudly raised his hands behind his back, his brows suddenly sank under his thoughts, he paced two steps and then stopped, glanced at Confucian with side eyes, and choked his throat and said: "Ji Wei is slow, holding the sun, the fragrance is spraying, the texture is greasy and clean, and he doesn't leave his hands." Rules.. Rules... That's it, I really don't know what I remember later, and everyone laughed. Zheng Shijie bowed his hand, as if embarrassed, and the Confucian scholars were also a little embarrassed, unable to speak.

"Ask him again!" Zhao Cheng was a little annoyed, stepped forward and kicked Confucius again, Confucius didn't seem to have recovered from the panic just now, and he couldn't hold the book in his trembling hands, so he hurriedly asked without looking at it, and just asked Lin casually: "The general is the daughter of the Hou Ji of the Shangshu Shicheng clan, and she has the virtue of motherhood and a slender posture; Such as mountains and rivers, it is advisable to worship the temple, and inherit the heavens forever. With 20,000 catties of gold, 12 horses, Xuan Xuan, with the chapter ceremony, now the envoy of the festival Situ Ring is too often Hong to accept the levy, admiring the previous ceremony, and solemnizing the ritual system. ”

"Good! Childe is amazing! I don't know when He Jian also gathered in the crowd, and after listening to the praise and applause, a few poor disciples didn't dare to raise their voices, and secretly admired them. He was the only one in the crowd who shouted the loudest, Zhang Xiang angrily pushed open the crack and walked over, seeing that he was dressed so shabby, he said, "Come on, throw him out of the hall for me!" The two Confucian students hit and kicked in a row, dragging He Jian and throwing him out of the hall.

Zhao Cheng kicked the Confucian student who asked the question aside, stepped forward and said with a smile: "The first competition is over, Zheng Gongzi wins!" After everyone shouted, he said: "The second item of the competition, chant the right poem!" "This one seems to be a lot fairer. Ziying pulled Xiang Lin's arm closely, and Xiang Lin still smiled at her.

Zheng Shijie looked at Zhang Xiang, who looked like a ghostly man, and said casually: "Small ears cut the wind, and the wind whistling and laughing ears are small." Causing everyone to sneer and snicker, Zhang Xiang smiled at Zheng Shijie awkwardly. Xiang Lin raised his eyebrows and said: "The eyes are gluttonous, and the cicadas are greedy." Everyone looked at each other, so many homophones made people wonder what they meant, and a Confucian student shouted: "Why don't you write it on paper and let me see it later?" Xiang Lin immediately put pen to paper, and everyone came up.

Before he could see it clearly, Zhang Xiang retreated from everyone, and he didn't even look at it, so he put the paper on his chest so that the big guy could see it clearly. Unexpectedly, he didn't understand what was going on, but the Confucian scholars leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, as if they had fallen into an evil spirit.

Zhang Xiang put the paper in front of him with a blank face, instantly blushed his neck, and scolded weakly: "Lao Tzu loves to eat cicadas, can you manage it!" As he spoke, he pinched the paper into a paper ball and threw it on the ground, and then hated and crushed it a few times, and everyone laughed again. Xiang Lin Shicai saw the jade cicada ornament on Zhang Xiang's waist, and improvised and said, who would have thought that this Zhang Xiang really had the habit of eating cicadas.

Cicadas are filthy and floating in the dust, and they are sacred and spiritual, and they are deeply respected and loved by the people. According to the jade cicada ornament made by it, worn between lovers, it means that the love is entangled, and the waist is worn and the waist is wrapped in ten thousand, and the cicada's "song" and "name" means fame and fortune. And Zhang Xiang likes to eat cicadas, which is really insulting to the Holy Spirit, but where does he care about this.

The big guys were amused, but Zheng Shijie smiled coldly, then walked in front of Zhao Cheng, stared at him and said casually: Lin Lan Yingyue stopped~" The family frowned and looked at Zhao Cheng, and then looked at Zheng Shijie in a daze, not knowing what he meant. Immediately, a Confucian student asked, "Childe, what does this sentence mean?" This.. What does this have to do with Zhao Gongzi? ”

Zhao Cheng is a fat man, with a fat head and big ears, a shiny face, and the greasy fat on both sides of his cheeks can't wait to put it on his shoulder, and he giggles proudly: "Needless to say, the son must be praising me!" All the families made a 'huh' sound, staring at him with disgust.

Zheng Shijie patted his fat white face and explained: "Lin is wood, to go to one of the vertical (荗) is the word 'big', stop is the word, plus the word January is the word 'foot', which means that Zhao Cheng has grown a pair of big feet." After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, if he hadn't explained it himself, everyone thought it was something else.

"Childe is really smart!" Zhang Xiang flattered, and said: "Zhao Cheng, why don't you take off your shoes and let everyone see your stinky feet like elephant hooves?" Zhao Cheng shook his head, the fat around his neck swayed, and he hurriedly said: "No, no, it's indecent, it's really indecent!" The crowd burst into laughter again.

"Hey, it's your turn." Zhao Cheng's face changed like a flip book, and he urged. Xiang Lin said: "The scars are adjacent to the moon. Everyone looked at each other, but they were also puzzled, and some Confucian scholars shouted: "Xu Gongzi, what does this sentence mean?" Without waiting for Lin to speak, Ziying stepped forward and smiled warmly at him, explaining: "The sky is the sky, and the word 'mark' is also the word 'big' when you go to it. ”

"Wonderful! It's wonderful! The Confucian scholars couldn't help but praise him, but he didn't dare to raise his voice too loudly, He Jian didn't know when he took the opportunity to sneak in, shouting and boasting, he shouted the loudest, no accident, he was thrown out again, Zhang Xiang ordered the two Confucian students to hold the door.

Zhao Cheng deliberately coughed a few times, and the hall gradually quieted down, Zheng Shijie didn't seem to be as leisurely as just now, because the sentence just now was what he thought of yesterday to embarrass Xiang Lin, don't look at a few simple words, it's really not easy to conceive. Xiang Lin thought about it, and he couldn't help but be cautious, thinking that this guy really had some ink in his stomach.

"Why don't you let Xu Gongzi start first?" The timid Confucian shouted, this is a Confucian student who is taking the exam, and it is estimated that he doesn't know who Zheng Shijie is. Zhang Xiang saw that everyone intended to do this, glanced at Zheng Shijie again, and said arrogantly: "Next, compare the poems!" Great talent, please first! ”

Xiang Lin said:

The secluded palace lies in the belly of the mountain, and the yin willow stretches out the door.

The mist comes out of the deep stream, and the smoke closes the curtain.

The cries are nowhere to be hidden, and the crows are silent.

The white clothes burned the bones, and the red ghosts laughed at Yama.

Everyone shuddered when they heard this, and they looked at each other with cold faces and did not speak, as if they were afraid. Zhang Xiang asked Zhao Cheng weakly on the side: "Brother Zhao, is there really a ghost in the school palace?" Zhao Cheng glared at him: "There's a fart!" I see you look like a ghost! Babble! ”

Zhang Xiang frowned thoughtfully, and asked again: "Why don't I sleep with you tonight, I'm afraid..." Zhao Cheng blinked his eyes and scolded: "Even if Lao Tzu is eaten by a ghost..." I don't agree with that either! "It's really a thin ghost scaring a fat ghost, it's very evil.

The family didn't move for a long time, Zheng Shijie suddenly laughed, and said, "The son's exit is a chapter, and the ghost is very good?" Then he raised his eyes and looked out of the window, and said casually:

Asgard fell from the sky, covering the east of the river.

The flowers are not tired of fighting, and the birds are singing in Luanqiu.

A hundred lives talk about the past, and the emperor's book is today.

There is no husband, but also like Nodana.

"Wonderful! Childe is really ambitious, I can't wait to admire it! Zhang Xiang wanted to speak, Zhao Cheng was the first to praise endlessly, and everyone could only laugh and make a show.

After a poetic rain of words and lyrics (mainly the author has gone crazy.. The crowd listened to it as if they were fascinated, as if they were naked in the spring rain. Xiang Lin and Zheng Shijie came immediately, and their knowledge and intelligence were equal, and the Confucian scholars of all families could not distinguish between high and low.

Zheng Shijie sneered gloatingly: "Xu Dacaizi, it seems that you are going to lose again." Zhang Xiang understood what he meant, and asked loudly: "Wait, which son is better?" The Confucian students of the Confucian family squeaked and couldn't say why, Zhang Xiang hated and said: "The day after tomorrow is the test, which of you doesn't want to be on the list?!" The children of all the families were shocked and frightened when they heard this, and then coaxed Zheng Shijie to praise.

Xiang Lin clenched his fists, his indignation overflowing, Ziying stepped forward and shook his head at him, and said to Zheng Shijie: "I'll try it with you." Zheng Shijie was deeply surprised when he heard this, and mocked: "It's just like that, you are a no-name junior, but you have the guts?" Okay, the right to sell you face, but there is only one chance, please~"

Ziying turned her face sideways and didn't want to look at him, and said:

The stone mountain is dyed with moss and green, and the green water is in the spring shade and the willow is crying.

Zheng Shijie laughed, "Superficial sentences, what's so difficult about it." After that, Ziying said: "Slow! Let's read it backwards! Zhao Cheng reacted quickly this time, and said slowly: "The warbler cries in the willow shade and the spring water is green, and the moss stains the mountains and stones... Absolutely! This guy seemed to be a little over-amazed, forgetting his identity, and everyone shouted in unison.

Zhang Xiang slapped his brain hatefully, and Zhao Cheng came back to his soul, with a calm face and a head bowed and did not dare to speak. Zheng Shijie was almost killed by Zhao Cheng's wreck, and after thinking and meditating for a long time, he couldn't come up, and asked coldly: "Who can say this?" The Confucian students shook their heads like rattles, and they were secretly praising what Ziying had done, which was really wonderful.