On the high platform watching the battle not far away, all the officials were immersed in the shock brought by the sword dance just now.

"It's worthy of Duan Yuma's younger brother......" Princess Jinyang's Tao female official shook her head in admiration, tears in the corners of her eyes, "The last time I saw such a shocking sword dance was when the eldest princess sword dance was fifteen years ago!" ”

Princess Jinyang frowned, as if she had fallen into some bad memory, and said coldly: "Her sword dance is not shocking at all, but infiltrating." ”

"That's because His Highness was too young when he saw it," Lady Tao covered her mouth and laughed when she heard this, "Children can see a lot of things that adults can't see." ”

Princess Jinyang shook her head, beckoned the scribe next to her to bring the book of the candidates' six arts arrangements, and asked while flipping through them, "I heard that the six arts are all chosen by the candidates themselves?" ”

Fang Bonian on the side nodded, "Yes, it's a pity that most of the candidates who chose the same field as Duan Ergongzi abstained." ”

An official echoed, "Yes, the second son chose the infectious type of dance, which had a greater impact than when Duan Shangshu participated in the township test back then." ”

Duan Haochu......

When I think of Duan Haochu, I will inevitably think of that person.

Princess Jinyang came over to be curious about her choice.

I don't know what subject that person will take this time. Princess Jinyang looked at the list of candidates at a glance and thought absentmindedly.

When I was a child, I often watched the man play chess with his mother, and he probably knew how to choose chess. Whether it's a chess chop or not, it can end smoothly without alarming too many people......

The conversation between the officials over there continues.

"The dance scene should be over, right? Finally, I can take a look at other venues with peace of mind," an official said with a smile, "After all, no one will dare to dance behind Duan Lizheng!" ”

The other officials also laughed in agreement, and someone casually glanced at the high platform of the third field and suddenly exclaimed.

"No, why is there still one person on the field?"

The officials' laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Princess Jinyang turned the page, felt the change in the atmosphere between the scenes, and looked over a little strangely, "What's the matter?" ”

Fang Bonian on the side was also a little surprised on his face, and then quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "It's nothing, but I didn't expect that there would be people on the third game." ”

"Hmm...... That's really courageous, who is this? Princess Jinyang said perfunctorily, then lowered her head and brushed her fingertips over the paper.

Fang Bonian looked around, and then the old man's eyes widened in surprise, "Huh? It's a ...... woman."

At the moment when Fang Bonian spoke, Princess Jinyang's fingertips, which were staying on the paper, suddenly froze.

She looked at the black and white words in front of her in disbelief, and Huo Ran looked up.

The other officials next to him also saw it clearly at this time.

"Isn't that Miss Zhu Jiu from the British Mansion?" Someone shouted.

Zhu Ying of Tianquan Academy, dance.

Princess Jinyang stared at the black and white words on the book, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her teeth, "Is this really the subject that the candidates chose by themselves?" ”

"Yes," Fang Bonian replied stunned when he heard this, not understanding why Princess Jinyang cared so much.

.

Princess Jinyang grinds her teeth.

It was definitely not her choice.

Princess Jinyang raised her head and looked at the girl who walked on the high platform, and an ominous premonition of the coming storm hit her heart.

Which genius the hell remembered to make her dance?

……

……

"Say it again," the scribe glared, "what did you say?" ”

Hearing Zhu Luan's answer, the scribe in front of him couldn't believe his ears.

"I said of course I have to take the exam," Zhu Luan had already walked towards the stairs by the high platform, "Since you came to take the township exam, there is no reason not to take the exam." ”

Her tone was too reasonable, and the scribe didn't react for a while, and then quickly chased after her, "You ......"

"What am I?" The girl who had climbed the stairs in front of her turned around and looked at him condescendingly, "When did it become strange not to give up the exam?" ”

Although she stood tall, her tone was still normal, but the clerk suddenly felt the hairs on her back stand up, and a chill appeared on her body.

The scribe couldn't help but take a step back, and for some reason he felt a little weak, and then realized his reaction and spit on himself.

"It's nothing," he struggled to squeeze out a cold and hard voice, making himself look iron-faced, "since you have to take the exam, hurry up, don't waste the time of the examiner and the musician." ”

Zhu Luan smiled at him, looking weak and amiable, the chill just now was like the illusion of a scribe, and then he walked up to the high platform without looking back.

Zhu Luan walked into the music studio, and the musicians were arranging their instruments.

"Where's the girl?" There are musicians who wonder about it.

At this time, the scribe outside shouted.

"Admission No. 77 for the third session."

Zhu Luan took out the bamboo card with the exam number written on it, and wordlessly pointed to the bamboo card and pointed to himself.

The musicians in the music shed looked strange.

"What's going on? Is this girl a candidate? ”

"Do you want us to play music for women?"

"Do you think of us as musicians in the Qinglou? What a shame! ”

Zhu Luan looked at the musicians with a calm face.

The status of musicians is low, and there are also three, six, nine and so on. In addition to the court musicians, the musicians who generally play music for women are the down-and-out people in the Qinglou Teaching Workshop, and these musicians who claim to be naturalized in the government have always only accompanied the sons and daughters of the nobles of the family.

Even the ladies of the family can only invite everyone in the Qinglou or use their own musicians.

"Well, it's the duty." An elderly musician said, "Since you are a candidate, let's cooperate." ”

He was in charge of the lute, and seemed to be very prestigious, and as soon as he spoke, the other musicians fell silent.

"Well...... That's what Wasler said......" The other musicians nodded.

It turned out to be a musician who was a musician and a scholar.

Zhu Luan glanced at the pipa master.

"What is this young lady going to play?" Huasler asked.

Zhu Luan stepped forward, "There are a few arrangements that need to be changed, I'll write them on paper." ”

After speaking, she stretched out her hand to the table in front of the musician, where there was still the score written by Duan Lizheng before, and there was pen and ink next to it.

Zhu Luan was about to reach for the pen and ink, when suddenly a musician sitting in front of the pen and ink couldn't bear to brush his sleeves.

The inkstone and the pen and ink all flew out, leaving a dripping ink trail on the ground.

"Mo Xuan!" Huasler shouted.

The young musician turned his head away and didn't speak.

"I'm sorry, but young people are inevitably impulsive." Huasler said to Zhu Luan, but there was no apology on his face.

"But if you want to imitate Duan Ergongzi, forget it." The old man shook his head, "Don't get involved in arranging music as a woman, choose a famous song." ”

The old man said in a deep voice.

"But don't take out the obscene songs that can't be on the stage," another middle-aged musician next to him sneered, "We don't know how to play them." ”

Zhu Luan lowered his head and looked at the dripping ink on the ground and did not speak.

Then she stepped forward and picked up the knife on the table.

"What are you going to do!" A luthier said in horror.

After a few brushes, Zhu Luan carved a line of big characters on the wooden case and threw away the piano knife.

"Let's play this."

After speaking, he strode out of the music shed.

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