However, this matter has only been resolved for a few days, and the capital has not yet calmed down, and another major event has followed, and the triennial spring festival has begun.

Spring can be said to be one of the best events in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, today's Eastern Zhou Dynasty, although the children of the family can be recommended to enter the court as officials, but after all, the poor people account for the majority, the imperial examination is the best way for them to become officials, not to mention, even if there are many people with lofty ideals in the family, they are not willing to take the road of introduction, so the annual imperial examination is like a fight between the gods, which can be described as wonderful and amazing.

This year's imperial examinations are naturally the same.

There is still half a month before the imperial examination, but many students who rushed to the examination have already lived in various inns in the capital, concentrating on preparing for the exam, and they are so happy that the innkeepers can't keep their mouths shut.

Every time there is a imperial examination, these innkeepers will make a lot of money, and those who have money are naturally willing to spend their wallets on a small courtyard and be happy and quiet; Those who don't have money will also live in a room by themselves and study behind closed doors.

The food and accommodation of these students are in the inn, and all the money naturally falls into the innkeeper's pocket.

There are a lot of people rushing to take the exam, and even if the housing price has doubled, it is still in short supply, so some people will naturally rent out their empty houses to earn some small money to subsidize their families.

It can be said that the imperial examination is not only beneficial to poor students, but also beneficial to the people of the capital. However, before each scientific expedition, according to the practice of the capital, a night poetry meeting will be held first.

The so-called night poetry meeting is actually a poetry fighting meeting held on the 15th day of the first day of the first month in Beijing, which is jointly held by several inns in Beijing, and a ring is set up on the street to fight.

For the organizers, if the students living in which inn wins the first place in the night poetry meeting, most of them will not be bad in the scientific examination, then the occupancy rate of this inn will naturally rise.

And for these students, first, they can have a little bottom on the strength of their opponents, and secondly, there are many big people who will come back from the night poetry.

In order to have a good future in the future, these students will also show their housekeeping skills and strive to win the championship.

With the deterioration of the Eastern Zhou Emperor's physical condition, the struggle between the princelings and the three princes has become more and more intense, which is destined that this year's Night Poetry Party will definitely not be as calm as in previous years.

The seemingly amiable night poetry will be full of dark tides.

"Wen Yuan, Nalan, what good talents do you have down there?" As the biggest boss of the princelings, Zhou Qiye, even if he doesn't want to fight and is unwilling to fight, for his own crown princess and the people who support him behind him, it is impossible for him to really be as unstained as an immortal in the world.

So he not only chose a good position for this night poetry meeting, but also specially invited Mo Wuxian and Gu Ange to help him with his staff.

Although Mo Wuxian didn't like the people of the Eastern Zhou royal family, he basically didn't say that he was responsive to his cousin and obeyed his words, but he would definitely help if he could help, so he naturally agreed.

And Gu Ange has a good impression of Zhou Qiye, so naturally he will not refuse.

Zhou Qiye's position was very good, not only could he clearly see the scene at the night poetry meeting, but he could also hear it clearly, and he did his best to take care of Mo Wuxian.

Hearing this, Gu Ange casually glanced out of the window, and there was already a different person in the ring below at this time.

The rules of the Night Poetry Club are not the ordinary kind of theme that takes the only topic as the theme, and whoever makes a good poem will win.

Instead, when each challenger comes to the stage, the host will temporarily ask the question, and the attacker and the champion will have a stick of incense to think, and then say the answer, whose poem is good wins. After all, if you are a little less psychologically poor, it is estimated that if you are nervous, let alone make a shocking masterpiece, it is difficult to estimate a complete poem, and such a person is destined to not achieve good results even if he reads hard.

"It seems to be the same for the time being." After looking at it for a while, I found that the champion below is basically replaced by someone after two fights at most, and there is no one who always wins.

"It's interesting to watch, I'll go down and try it?" After watching it for a while, Gu Ange suddenly became a little eager to try.

"This..." Zhou Qiye looked at Mo Wuxian beside him with some hesitation.

Gu Ange saw Zhou Qiye's movements, and asked with a smile, "A-Yuan?" ”

"Go ahead, stay safe." Mo Wuxian agreed quite happily.

So Gu Ange got up and went downstairs and walked towards the crowd across the street.

"Nalan doesn't look like a person in the rivers and lakes at all, but more like the son of a family of which family, and I don't know what kind of master from outside the world can teach such a wonderful person." Looking at Gu Ange's back, Zhou Qiye said to Mo Wuxian with a smile, with a faint admiration in his gentle eyes.

Mo Wuxian smiled faintly and did not answer.

In fact, Mo Wuxian himself was also very curious about what kind of talent could teach two apprentices who were also unique in the world, but their reputations were thousands of miles apart.

Those seemingly empty eyes are always paying attention to the person who seems to have his own aperture wherever he goes.

Seeing this, Zhou Qiye also smiled faintly, stopped talking, and continued to watch the night poetry meeting outside the window seriously.

Gu Ange didn't wear her signature green clothes when she went out this time, but a moon-white robe, a jade crown and bundled hair, a plain silver hairpin on her head, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were gentle and calm.

Gu Ange finally found a good position in the crowded crowd and looked at the ring, at this moment, the champion in the ring was a young man with arrogant eyebrows and eyes, dressed like an ordinary Confucian student, and looked like twenty-seven or eight.

And the attacker is a young man who is also dressed as a Confucian student, but there is an inconspicuous warm jade bead hanging from his waist, with Gu Ange's eyesight, he knows at a glance that this is definitely a valuable item, although he is an ordinary Confucian shirt, but it is definitely worth a lot, after all, that kind of jade bead is not something that anyone can afford to use. The... It is estimated that it is also a big one.

Compared with the arrogant appearance of the champion who was dustless under his eyes, this attacker with peaceful eyebrows was obviously more pleasing to Gu Ange's eyes.

After Gu Ange asked the onlookers around him, he learned that the protagonist's name was Zhao Zhou, who came from Luzhou and was one of the hot students in the capital recently.

But no one knew who the attacker was, as if he had suddenly appeared out of nowhere tonight.

At this time, the two of them had already got the topic, and they were looking down to think, as the last bit of incense in the incense burner burned out, the host on the stage smiled and said: "The time has come, who will come first?" ”

"Childe, please?" The attacking young man smiled and made a gesture of please.