The seventh day of the fifth month is a good day, the sky is cloudless, and the streets are crowded with people, all gathering in one place.

"Have you heard, there are still many handsome guys taking the exam this time?" A little daughter-in-law said with a wink.

"People test painting skills, not appearance, it's really vulgar!" A young girl said.

An old man sighed incessantly in the crowd.

"What's wrong, Uncle Ge?"

"I think back then, I was also a handsome student, and I also thought that I could be admitted to the art academy, but unfortunately, creation makes people......" said the old man and wiped his tears.

An eldest lady pouted and said, "Come on, who doesn't know that this painting academy was built by His Majesty five years ago, and you were this dignified five years ago, I have known you in my life and have never heard that you can paint!" ”

The crowd erupted in laughter, and the old man's face flushed.

Lan Xi came here early in the morning to line up, and he had been queuing for almost an hour, but it was still not his turn. Looking at the head of the team in front of him and the tail of the team stretching out into the distance behind, Lan Xi sighed, there are so many people!

I haven't seen Zhao Gongzi since last night, and Lan Xi originally wanted him to go through the back door to the front, but it seems that he can't count on him.

Drop the chain at the critical moment, scumbag!

Seeing that the sun is rising higher and higher, the weather in May has begun to get hot, and the ancient people are dressed thickly, Lan Xi's small body bones have long been a little unbearable.

Looking up at the sun, I don't know when the sun appeared in double shadows, Lan Xi felt that Venus began to appear in front of him, and he wanted to faint a little. This broken body is really terrible, if you faint, you will be disqualified from the exam, Lan Xi is dizzy and anxious.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the gate of the palace.

Lan Xi looked up and found that someone had brought another table over. At the same time, a person with a sharp voice shouted: "To save time, now it becomes two teams." Hey, that little guy in blue, turns into two teams from you! ”

Lan Xi was indifferent.

"Tell me about you!" A little eunuch ran over quickly and shouted, "Deaf you, hurry up, are you responsible for delaying Your Majesty's affairs?" ”

Lan Xi was dizzy, and it took a long time to realize that the other party was talking to him.

With joy in his heart, most of the dizziness disappeared, and he stumbled and followed the little eunuch to the gate of the palace.

After a simple search, Lan Xi was let in.

What? You ask, why didn't you see that Lan Xi was a woman?

Ladies and gentlemen, have you forgotten that Lan Xi is now a person who is not tall and short, and his body has not yet developed, and he looks similar to a half-grown boy.

Well, back to business.

Under the leadership of the little eunuch, several people walked respectfully all the way in, and no one dared to speak, not even look up, only heard the sound of footsteps.

After a while, the group came to a palace. Along the way, carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions and pavilions loom from time to time, in the end it is the palace, how large is this.

In a relatively large open space, many people gathered. In front of everyone was a small table with rice paper and a pen and ink inkstone on it. Some frowned in contemplation, others stared into the distance, and some looked annoyed.

Are the exam questions difficult? Lan Xi couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart.

And in front of them was a small pavilion, the corners of which flew up like a goshawk with outstretched wings. There was a person sitting in the middle of the pavilion, but unfortunately it was a little far away, and I couldn't see it clearly, I only felt that I was wearing a bright yellow dress, it wouldn't be the emperor himself, Song Huizong, a famous calligrapher and painter, a famous monarch of the dead country!

Lan Xi's feelings about Song Huizong are very complicated, from an artistic point of view, Song Huizong can be called a big family and has made a lot of achievements, but from the perspective of being an emperor, this person can simply score a negative score.

How can one be extreme to such an extent? I don't know if history made a wrong choice or if Song Huizong was born in the wrong era.

In a daze, it was Lan Xi's turn, the group of people who had painted just now had left, and their paintings had been presented to the emperor.

Lan Xi stepped forward, stood respectfully beside the desk, and lowered his hand to listen.

"The first level and the tenth exam begin, and the question is personally inscribed by His Majesty: Horseshoe incense when stepping on flowers. Start, a stick of incense for a limited time. The eunuch's shrill voice filled the garden, and everyone had a surprised expression when they heard it.

Lanxi is no exception, what are you doing, this is the topic? That's too abstract, isn't it?

What to draw? You have to have a horse, and you have to have the smell of horseshoe? It's hard, it's too hard!

Everyone fell into deep thought, Lan Xi looked around, and found that many people did not dare to write, but the pillar of incense had already burned nearly a quarter, no, it was necessary to write.

Everyone also understood this truth, and saw a middle-aged man in gray sigh and reluctantly pick up a paintbrush and paint.

Of course, there are also people who have an idea, such as the young man in black, whose face suddenly lit up, obviously thinking of some good idea, and quickly started to write.

Let's take a look at Lan Xi again, in fact, I already have an idea in my heart, and after thinking about it for a while, I also began to draw.

Time passed little by little, Lan Xi also sweated because he was very serious in drawing, after all, it was the first time to take such an exam, nervousness was inevitable, and more importantly, this time the results directly determined whether he could enter the next level, if he couldn't enter his task this time, he would fail.

When the incense was about to burn out, Lan Xi finally stopped his brush, and solemnly taught his paintings to the eunuchs who came to collect the paintings.

Although Lan Xi also played a drum in his heart, he still followed the eunuch out of this palace, and finally out of the palace, and the results could not come out until three days later.

That night, Zhao Gongzi came.

Lan Xi didn't bother to pay attention to him, holding his chin in his hand and staring at the bright moon in the sky.

Zhao Gongzi didn't speak, he also sat beside Lan Xi, learning her movements and looking at the moon in the sky.

Lan Xi couldn't help it, and turned around, "Hey, Zhao Gongzi, are you particularly idle, don't you have anything serious to do all day long?" ”

Zhao Gongzi didn't look at her, and said faintly: "How do you know that I am idle, how do you know that I have nothing serious to do, it is precisely because there are too many serious things for me to do all day long, I want to come here to relax." ”

Lan Xi was very surprised when he heard this, he really didn't expect this guy to have a serious side, it's hard to imagine.

"It can't be bragging!" Lan Xi pouted.

"Cut ......" the other party is too lazy to argue.

The two fell silent again, staring blankly at Sister Moon.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, I said that your paintings are very spiritual, and you will definitely choose them, don't worry!" This guy actually comforted himself.

Lan Xi's heart warmed, but then he said worriedly: "I'm afraid that the emperor is blind and can't see the excellence of this girl!" ”

"You!" Zhao Gongzi suddenly turned his head and glared at Lan Xi.

"I, what's wrong with me?" Blue Tide is confused.

"You are so bold that you dare to be disrespectful to the saint!"

"What's the matter, alas, it's none of your business, what are you excited about!"

Lan Xi's indifference obviously made Zhao Gongzi unable to find a channel for catharsis, as if he was punching cotton, and he had to give up after puffing up his anger for a while!

"Hey, do you know that the teacher girl likes you?" Lan Xi asked coldly.

Zhao Gongzi's face darkened, and then he smiled evilly, looked at Lan Xi with ill intentions and said, "You still have to worry about whether you can pass the test!" ”

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