Mrs. Ye took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, I am Mrs. Ye." ”

One step out, and everyone's attention was gathered.

Whether it is the candidates, the ministers of the humerus, or the scholars, they all focus on him.

The emperor was overjoyed and said bluntly: "Mr. Ye's talent is really an eye-opener for me!" ”

Wow~

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the court.

Of course, this is the Taixuan Palace, not a market place, and this so-called noise just couldn't hold back a low exclamation, and immediately stopped.

But Mrs. Ye noticed very keenly that when Zhao Xuan was calling himself, he also subconsciously glanced at the national teacher Huai Huang Sanxian, and there seemed to be another meaning in his eyes.

Mrs. Ye was not like other candidates, when she heard this, she must have knelt down again and again, saying that she didn't dare to be.

However, although Mrs. Ye dares to be, she can't be too bold.

He smiled bitterly and said: "The emperor has praised it, how can Mrs. Ye deserve the word Mr." ”

Zhao Xuan sighed: "Deserve it, naturally deserve it!" When I was reading the papers in the Palace of Nourishing the Heart, I read your 'one-foot test papers, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains' for an hour, and I still had the intention of not getting enough, and I also asked people to present the answer sheets that you would try, and read them carefully, your talents, I have only seen them in my life, which can be called admiration. ”

"Holy."

Before Mrs. Ye could reply, the national teacher stood up and said, "Holy Lord, the hour is not early, let's enter the palace examination as soon as possible, otherwise I am afraid that the emperor will miss the time to rest." ”

Huai Huang scattered immortals.

Dressed in a dark blue robe, holding a whisk in his hand, it can be seen that he is from Taoism, with a childish face and crane hair, which can also be called an immortal.

Zhao Xuan said: "I am just a momentary emotion, but the time is indeed not early, so according to what the national teacher said, let's start, this first question, the test is a seven-step poem, which can also be regarded as a consideration of your emergency ability, each candidate, according to the order of the standing, from left to right, in turn, I will give different exam questions, let you use this to compose poems."

The first person, Fan Yizhi...... Ready to get started? ”

The candidate named Fan Yizhi could see that he was a little nervous, but at this time, there was no reason to say that he was not ready, so he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, you are ready." ”

Zhao Xuan nodded and said, "Then let's start, the title of the first question is 'Cold Window Hard Reading'." ”

Fan Yizhi straightened his expression, thought for a while, and stepped forward.

Da-da-da-da.

I walked three steps, walking very slowly, but I still didn't hold back anything.

But the ministers of the humerus are not surprised, after all, it is the first to come out, or improvisation, if it is a poem of the same style, it is often the first to come out, and it will add points.

Nervousness, embarrassment, human nature.

Finally.

In the fourth step, Fan Yizhi spoke, and then took a step:

"Recalling the ten cold windows of the past years, nine drunk and one woke up to break the wilderness.

The bamboo in front of the door is withered, and the new willow leaves behind the eaves are fragrant.

Winter snow and summer urge people to be old, autumn wind and spring rain turn into frost.

Relatives and friends are not bothered to ask each other, and the smallpox is fragrant in June. ”

Zhao Xuan looked at Fan Yizhi, who had finished the seven steps and buried his head, and said: "Yes, there is no disease-free moaning like some people, and there is no exaggerated spirit, it's not bad, I have written down you, let's step back for the time being." ”

Fan Yizhi saluted respectfully, retreated into his original position, and there was also a scholar next to him with a pen and paper, reviewed Fan Yizhi's poems, and began to comment in a whisper.

After all, it is not like the great poets of the folk, in fact, they have been thinking about the words and sentences for a long time, and they have already had a draft, and when they have a sense of meaning, they will recite it and pretend to be forced, which is really amazing.

But the stress reaction of the palace examination requires you to make new poems on the spot, and you are surrounded by so many people, and there are many people who can't hold back a word.

And if you're lucky, you can't meet the exam questions you once thanked, and it's easy to see if you've memorized them.

Unless you have prepared for it, you are still a senior actor, and you are very lucky enough to get this topic, otherwise it is really difficult to come up with a famous medal through the ages.

Zhao Xuan's eyes were scorching, he looked at the second person in the first column, and said, "Next, Mrs. Ye, I am looking forward to you." ”

Mrs. Ye smiled and walked out of the crowd, everyone's eyes were on him, and they were all scorching, wanting to see how many catties this so-called genius had in an emergency situation.

"Your Majesty, Mrs. Ye is a student of Lu Guoshi, so let's let a few of us come up with the question."

At this time, Huai Huang Sanxian said slightly.

This is also reasonable, in the past, which national scholar, or humerus minister, as long as you are present, it means that you are qualified to ask questions, which one you are optimistic about, you can choose to apply for your own assessment.

The premise is that you have nothing to do with this candidate, even if this candidate is the brother of the second son of a colleague of your faction, you will lose your black yarn hat if you find out.

Zhao Xuan thought for a while and said, "Okay, then the national teacher will come up with the question and assess Mrs. Ye, but don't make it too difficult for others." ”

Huai Hui said with a smile: "How dare Weichen." ”

Then he turned his head, looked at Ye Tai, and said: "My topic is very simple, it is a well-known and legendary character in the past, that is Xiniu Hezhou, who was defeated by the immortals in the past and disappeared, the demon saint Ao Qing, also known as, the great sage of the blue sky!" ”

Wow!

As soon as this remark came out, it caused another uproar.

Now everyone knows that the Great Sage of the Blue Sky is a forbidden book, although just like the golden bottle plum in later generations, almost everyone here has read it.

But who dares to say it directly and read it for themselves?

That's for condemnation!

Huai Qi Sanxian looked at Ye Tai's incomprehensible eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't panic, although the Qingtian Great Sage Zhi is a banned book, but about his most famous deeds, the people don't say that they are well-known, and they are not far behind, as long as they don't spread banned books, they won't be included in the criminal law." ”

Just like many banned books in later generations, you know the classic deeds of the protagonist in it, but as long as you don't read the whole book carefully, you can't see the political metaphors in it.

Water Margin and Golden Bottle Plum were both banned books, but during that period, as long as you didn't spread books, talked about metaphors, and verbally ridiculed Song Jiang and Ximenqing, you wouldn't be included in the criminal law.

Huai Huang Sanxian's eyes were full of deep meaning, and he thought, either you have read the Qingtian Great Sage, which is a serious crime, and you will not mention it, or you can only taste it superficially, and talk about several great deeds of the Qingtian Great Sage, and you can't dig deep into the political metaphors, otherwise it will still be a big crime.

And if the poem doesn't dig deep into the core, what kind of artistic conception can it have if it has an empty surface?

Even if you are a genius in ancient times, it is impossible to make any good poetry.

Seeing that Ye Tai was silent, Huai Qi Sanxian smiled: "How? Is it writing a manuscript, or is it ......?"

"National teacher."

At this time, Emperor Zhao Xuan interrupted his words and said with some displeasure: "Don't embarrass Ye Qing's family." ”

"Your Majesty, it's okay."

Mrs. Ye opened her mouth, and after saying a word, she once again attracted everyone's attention.

I saw him step by step, and suddenly the whale swallowed the mountains and rivers, and the air penetrated the sun and the moon.

Recitation:

"The golden clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, and the light of the armor opens to the sun.

The sound of horns fills the sky in the autumn colors, and the Dapan Mountain is yellow.

The soul of the true monarch is still there, and the angry dragon comes out of Kunlun.

Go back to Xihe to recruit the old department, and sweep the immortal Buddha with a million flags! ”