Jing'er smiled softly and gently: "Wanwan, if you take a fancy to him, don't be shy, fat water does not flow into outsiders' fields, I like strong and rigid men, this Qiao Gongzi is not to my liking, if you like him, you can quickly agree with your father and queen mother, otherwise I don't know who will be robbed!" ”

The bead flowers on the second princess's head were shaken by her flower branches, "No, no, no, I'm not in a hurry, now I'm looking at the two sisters, it matters if you decide, I, there is no grass at the end of the world." "Why are you going to rob people with your sisters.

Jing'er still wanted to do her ideological work, but she was stopped by the golden boy, and she hadn't sorted out her own affairs yet.

The competition in the lobby on the first floor began, today is a paper competition poem gathered in a place from all over the world, the competition is mainly divided into three, the first is a lively opening scene, it has always been a poetry couplet, which is also the most test of people's impatience. The literary style of Jiangnan is prosperous, and compared with the utilitarian and pragmatic students of Jingshi, the reading is mainly based on eight-strand articles, Jiangnan students are always elegant and elegant, and the poems and paintings of qin and chess are equally important as the articles of Jishi, and the old man who sells oil at the mouth of Wuyi Lane can make a few limerick poems.

The test questions issued by the organizer were kept confidential in advance, and only when they arrived at the venue did they know that the theme of the poem was to trace the object, and what they saw on the field could be written.

There are a lot of things on this one, there are pen, ink, paper, inkstones, tables, chairs and benches, as well as porcelain ornaments chrysanthemum potted plants, of course, the most are these pretentious students, composing poems, and the most is to sing about those flowers and plants, which is really lacking in novelty.

Li Yulin sang an inkstone, which is the inkstone on his table, and his poem said: "Congtai Cheng mud Ye city tiles, Mo Ruoge kiln is ancient and elegant." Green as spring waves do not stop, with stone for it. (Source: Qing Dynasty Linkou "Exposing the Book Pavilion Collection of Ancient Lin Ge Kiln Inkstone")

There is not too much inner meaning, but the rhetoric is good, compared to those clichés that praise flowers and plants, it is good to be able to write such fresh and elegant poems on the spot.

Li Yulin wrote the inkstone, and Lin Rui sang the paper, "Xuanxian ancient art, paper is full of ink treasures." The river scenery on Qingming is still fragrant. ”

(Baidu saw the sentence, I don't know who wrote it.) ）

As a child of a scholarly family, Lin Rui has a good literary quality, just casually praising one thing, without too much embellishment, but it makes people feel concise and to the point, just like Li Yulin, there is no advanced content.

Everyone is waiting for Qiao Caizi's masterpiece, Qiao Qingyun studied under Mr. Tao Ran, that is a master of poetry and painting, Qiao Qingyun is not as good as others in poetry, it is really ridiculous and generous.

Qiao Qingyun naturally will not fall into the face of the teacher and the academy, he is different from those who have fallen into clichés, he writes about himself.

"When I was young, I didn't dare to live up to my kindness. The lights of the third watch and the fifth watch of the chicken are when the boy is studying. (The last two sentences are from Yan Zhenqing's persuasion poems, and the first two sentences are made up by themselves [covering their face])

Just talking about things, aren't characters things? There are so many people in the hall, he doesn't dare to evaluate the merits of others, can't he write about himself?

Let's not talk about the artistic conception, how many streets does this pattern alone throw off those who depict dead things? The organizer judged fairly, and Qiao Qingyun was the leader.

Li Yulin secretly scolded and was opportunistic!

The golden boy could hear the poems made by Qiao Qingyun upstairs, and hurriedly beckoned a few younger sisters to comment: "Listen, how well this is written!" ”

Jing'er nodded, it is true that poetry is good, it seems that this Xianlang is not in vain, but what does this have to do with her? No matter how talented Qiao Qingyun is, she is not the person she wants to marry.

After the competition, the poem had to be couplet, Qiao Qingyun won the first place in the poem, and immediately became the target of the public, the literati were light, and it was always difficult for people to convince him, in the couplet, everyone launched an offensive against him, and even said "The five-foot short man is worthy of the beautiful lady of your room", which caused everyone to laugh.

Qiao Qingyun was not annoyed, and replied, "Wanguan officials are invincible and fight tigers, and they are really heroes." ”

The couplet was originally just to ease the atmosphere, but if someone can create their own absolute, others can't catch it, and he can make the couplet by himself, then he wins. How difficult is this way to win, in the couplet, it has not been won or lost for many years, and today is no exception, a few pairs, looking at the atmosphere on the field is a little wrong, the organizer is convenient to stop, and entered the next competition.

These of them went to Beijing to participate in the scientific examination, the most important thing is the eight-share article, the same library is not involved in political affairs, but also to test their articles, out of some market pro-people test questions for them to answer, this judgment result, the content of the article accounts for a large part, is not only a written test, neat handwriting is also very important, these people sit in the lobby and write hard, there is a feeling of entering the examination room, and finally there is a sense of relief when handing in the papers.

This time, Tongwenguan invited Mr. Zhou from Jingzhong Sandalwood Academy, Bachelor Zhou from Hanlin Academy, and Mr. Cao from Qingfeng Academy to judge, and they also carefully looked at the test papers that these young people were not serious, and came to the conclusion that the children of Jingzhong were suitable for being officials, and the children of Jiangnan were suitable for writing poetry.

The poetry contest was Qiao Qingyun who won the first place, how should the children of Beijing take the lead in this literary test, two of the three judges are people from Beijing, naturally there are more locals, and Mr. Cao is not good at his own family, so he had to listen to their opinions, and rated Li Yulin as the leader, Lin Rui second, then Lin Fangwei ranked third, as for Qiao Qingyun, the top three did not have their turn.

Qiao Qingyun learned a little bit from his master, the article at first glance is a splendid word, that is, it is full of naivety who does not understand the world, in his eyes, it seems that the world is the same, the road is not left behind, and everyone is relatives and friends. No wonder the emperor wants to find him as a son-in-law, isn't this kind of vase suitable for the princess and princess?

After the Wen test, there is a round of throwing pots, even if they are the children of the literati, they must also strengthen their bodies, and the power of the chicken is not worth advocating, the Tongwen Pavilion is so big, and they can't let them run horses and shoot horses, so let them throw pots, so it's also a physical activity that tests their eyesight and strength.

In this round, the advantages of the children of Beijing are reflected, how rough the men in the north are, and they are from a big family, how can there be anyone who can't ride and shoot? The pile of fat powder in the south of the Yangtze River is light and soft, and I am afraid that the sound of horses' hooves will break through the mist of that city.

Others don't say it, Li Yulin and Lin Rui, who have been studying in the study since they were children, and have developed in an all-round way in both civil and military studies, but they have studied hard in the past two years and have lost their martial arts, and the little trick of throwing pots is still hand-to-hand, at first there were a few errors in getting started, and then they found it and it was smooth, compared to the children of Qingfeng Academy, the record was very ugly, and it was only a Fang Lianjin who took a little shot, Qiao Qingyun's little white face was like a girl, so close to the pot I didn't see him hit a few, and the nobles in their capital were better than him!

Jing'er watched the scene upstairs, sighed and looked at her brother, "Do you want your sister to marry a delicate man who is powerless?" ”

The golden boy pouted, this Qiao Qingyun is really not angry, the embroidered pillow that he doesn't like is useless, he doesn't have any male spirit at all, forget it, he is not worthy of the girl in their family.

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