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From the information, it can be seen that the Emperor Xingchen and others are extremely respectful of poetry, and have taken out many things that are more precious than the Tianjing Stone as rewards, and even, if the poems of the poet author are very loved by the emperor, they can also make a lot of requests to the emperor.

"If my poems can be appreciated by the Emperor of the Stars, I can't say that I can ask for the Heavenly Pure Stone directly. Chu Tang thought for a moment and looked in the direction of the third-level Star Wen Hall in the city.

Heaven and earth are big, there are many poems, if you want your poems to appear in the eyes of the emperor, you can only use the Star Palace as a medium, and the qualifications of the Star Palace need to be improved from the third-level Star Palace.

"The first thing to do is to participate in the assessment of the third-level Xingwen Palace, enter the third-level Xingwen Palace, and walk to the Xingwen Hall of the Imperial Palace through the layers of assessments. ”

Thinking about it, Chu Tang found an inn to live in.

The third-level Xingwen Hall has an assessment to recruit poets once a month, and this month's assessment is just three days later, and the three days are just three days, and they pass in a flash.

He sat upright on his bed and began to gather the poems he knew from the primitive earth.

A piece of classic poems of famous works is replayed in his mind, if compared with the poems of this world, the poems in his head, any one of them is much better than the top!

As he gathered his memories in his head, a conversation suddenly came to his ears from under the room.

"Brother Li, have you heard of it, there are only three places for Xingwen Hall to accept people this time, and I heard that the candidates have been decided. One man said with some annoyance.

The other person suddenly said angrily: "It's already decided? damn it, damn it, the current generation of Xingwen Hall is not as good as the generation!"

"Brother Li, don't worry, you are naturally talented, if you can make a second-level poem that is higher than the third-level Star Literature Palace, then no matter how ridiculous the people of the Star Literature Hall are, they will not dare to mess around. ”

"If you make a second-level poem, it will naturally be no problem, even if the Star Hall of Mercury City has been ** for a long time, they don't dare to bury the second-level poem, but ...... It is not so easy to create second-level poems, and it is not easy for me to make third-level poems that enter the third-level hall. ”

"If it's a third-level poem at most...... I'm afraid that Brother Li will be difficult to be selected, and the three poets who have been appointed are also third-level poems. ”

"Alas......"

A long sigh ended the conversation.

Chu Tang, who was collecting poems in the upper room, touched his chin: "Level 3 poems, Level 2 poems...... It turns out that there are so many words in it, and I don't know what level these poems I got from the earth will be here. ”

Although in his personal opinion, the level of poetry on the earth is very high, but he doesn't know the level of appreciation of poetry in this era, if their vision is different from Chu Tang, it will be troublesome.

Soon, the time for the assessment of the third-level Star Literature Hall arrived.

Chu Tang walked out of the inn, and as soon as he went out, he met two people with sad faces, one of whom was calling the other Brother Li, it seemed that these were the two people in the previous conversation.

With these two people leading the way, Chu Tang calmly followed behind them, listening to them as he walked.

"Things have changed again, Brother Li. One said.

Brother Li immediately raised his head and said, "Why, the people who are appointed have been squeezed out?"

"No, I heard that in Qixing City, the big people of the second-level Xingwen Hall are here, and they want to observe this assessment here, there are big people in the second-level Xingwen Palace, and this time Brother Li doesn't have to worry about them being shady. ”

"This, this is really good news, the big people of the second-level Star Literature Hall can naturally judge whose poetry is better more fairly!"

"Well, so this is Brother Li's chance to soar, and we must seize it. ”

"Good!"

The two of them said, their temperament became soaring in this short moment, raising their heads and chests, as if they were full of confidence for a moment.

Chu Tang in the back smiled silently and continued to move forward after them.

From a distance, Chu Tang saw a hall standing in front of it, and there were people around in front of the hall, and there was a long queue, which was very lively.

The two Li brothers in front of him went straight to the crowd, patted at the back of the crowd, looked excited, and looked up to the front from time to time.

Chu Tang also looked ahead, there were ten rows in this line, each row was very long, and the total number of people was no less than thousands.

At the front of the ten rows, one person from each of them walked into the hall every few moments, while those who followed closed their eyes and took deep breaths, trying to adjust their mentality.

The wait was long, but fortunately, Chu Tang was already a half-step emperor, and there was no emotional fluctuation in this kind of scene, as if a person outside his body was watching a play, looking indifferently at everyone's expressions.

A person behind Chu Tang suddenly patted Chu Tang and said, "Alas, brother, what poem have you prepared?" Seeing your calm appearance, you must have taken a good poem, is it inconvenient to reveal it?"

Chu Tang glanced back at the other party, this person's eyes rolled, giving people the first feeling that it was a thief's eyebrows, and the fact is also true, everyone is a person who participates in the assessment, it can be said that they are each other's opponents, where is there a reason to say the hole cards before the fight, this person is so presumptuous to ask, either stupid, or ill-intentioned, and then think about it, this person is obviously the latter kind of ill-intentioned.

"Convenient, of course. Chu Tang suddenly smiled, and then asked, "But I'm also very interested in your poems, can you also reveal them?"

"This ......" the man hesitated for a moment, then smiled and suddenly pointed to the front and said, "My friend is here, I'll go find my friend first." ”

"Huh. Chu Tang smiled and ignored him.

After waiting for a long time, Chu Tang finally stood in front of the door of the main hall, and it was his turn to enter the hall immediately, and when he arrived here, he raised his eyes and looked into the main hall.

The door of the hall was tightly closed, but this level of obstruction could not block Chu Tang's sight, and he saw the situation inside the hall with a flash of golden light in his eyes.

In the main hall are ten tables, which are for the examiners.

There is a long case in front of these ten tables, and there are three authors in front of the long case, which are the chief examiner and two deputy examiners of the Xingwen Palace, under normal circumstances, only three examiners are needed for the assessment, but this time for the assessment, there is also a chair placed next to the three examiners, and a majestic old man is sitting on the chair.

From time to time, the three examiners would turn their heads to look at the old man with respectful expressions.

This old man should be someone from the second-level Star Palace.

Chu Tang thought secretly, and then looked at the ten people who were creating, these ten people were burying their heads on the table, scratching their ears and cheeks as if they were meditating.

After a long time, ten people got up one after another, handed in the scrolls on which the poems were written, and then stood in place with different expressions and waited.

Some of them were nervous, some were depressed, some were confident, but all eyes were fixed on the table in front of the examiner.

On the table was a slate of swarthy black, with a very strange texture, like metal and crystal, covered with light lines.

After the candidates' test papers are handed in, they will be spread out on this slate, and at first the slate did not react at all, which made Chu Tang look confused, and when the examiner put a test paper on the slate, the light lines on the dark slate suddenly shone brightly, the light was very light, it was a faint dark red, although it was not obvious, but it did shine.

The examiner's expression moved, he took down this test paper, nodded lightly and said: "Well, the third-level lower grade poetry, your name will appear on the poetry list, go to the poetry list to see the ranking after the results come out tomorrow, as for the others, all of them will be eliminated, go back to penance and come back next month." ”

said that he would come back next time as an ascetic, but in fact, a trace of disdain flashed in the examiner's eyes, and these people would not be able to write third-level poems even if they practiced penance for another year.

Nine of the ten people left dejectedly, and the person who wrote the third-level poem was not too happy, but it was just a third-level lower grade, and this kind of poem still couldn't get into the top three.

Wait until these people are gone.

The examiner waved his sleeves, and the door of the main hall opened, and then his voice came from inside: "The next batch will enter." ”

Chu Tang moved and entered the main hall with the others, different from the eyes of everyone looking at the examiner nervously, his gaze fell directly on the stone slab of the long case, revealing curiosity.

How is this possible? After all, poetry is a dead thing, just a line of words, and only a living person can see the quality of a poem, but how can a dead thing tell the quality of a dead thing? Isn't it ridiculous to let a stone slab be graded into grades?

When he was puzzled, everyone had already taken their seats, and he sat down with them, forcibly suppressing his strangeness.

"This time, Lord Cao came to observe our poetry level, so this assessment, with our local Wushan as the theme, you can start composing poems, and a stick of incense will be delivered for a limited time. ”

"Ah, the topic has been decided?" A few people next to him were immediately surprised, usually the assessment is free to play without a fixed question, many people prepare the poems before entering the venue, and this time is the same, but they didn't expect that this time it was actually a fixed exam, so that their previous preparations were all in vain.

They were surprised, and the examiner ignored them, just looked at them indifferently.

"Alas. ”

A group of people sighed in a low voice, and then seized the time to meditate and compose poems on the spot, the examiner was to test their true level, and there was no moisture.

Chu Tang was moved.

"Wushan as the theme? From the memory of the earth, there seems to be a poem that talks about this Wushan......"

After thinking for a while, Chu Tang raised his hand and wrote down the poems in his memory word by word.

The people who were meditating next to him suddenly looked at him in astonishment, only to see that his pen was flying, and the pen did not pause at all, just a few breaths, and he put down the pen with a snap and raised his head indifferently.

With such a confident appearance, all the people who came in were under a little more pressure out of thin air.

And the three examiners, as well as the old man of the second-level Star Literature Hall, also looked at Chu Tang in surprise.

"Are you done?" the examiner asked.

"I'm done. Chu Tang nodded calmly.