CHAPTER XXXIII

Boil over

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"The title is here......"

There were thirty candidates for the final round of the palace examination, except for four who were still on the side of the martial arts examination, and the remaining twenty-six people stood in front of the hall of the martial arts hall and looked at everything outside the hall.

His eyes quickly noticed the statue of Wu Mu.

They are all smart people, and they know that the title of King Huaiyu of Chu is naturally the statue of Wu Mu.

But what did he want them to do?

Writing a hymn?

This is the most straightforward answer they can think of.

They began to think, because they knew the literary brilliance of King Huaiyu of Chu, and he couldn't see the ordinary eulogy.

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Seeing that they had already begun to think and prepare, Chu Wang Huaiyu also walked to the front of the hall and looked at the direction of the martial arts arena, flashed a trace of waiting, and continued to stand there silently.

That's all he can do, and then it's up to Jiang Heng to see if this guy has the ability to get here in advance.

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Time passed little by little, and the sunset dusk appeared.

The last of the twenty-six people also handed in their papers.

In just one afternoon, they did their best to write an ode to General Wu Mu. From the life of General Wu Mu to all his achievements, it is written.

After reading it, satisfaction is satisfaction, but I always feel that something is unsatisfactory.

"Always feel like something is missing?"

A hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed in his eyes, and at this time, Ji Xiaolan on the side walked to the side and reminded: "That guy who can write more is here!"

Huaiyu, the king of Chu, immediately put down the test paper in his hand and looked out of the hall, only to see Jiang Heng, Zhang Junbao, Zhang Wu, and Ma Youchang had gathered here from the martial arts arena.

They saluted Huaiyu, the king of Chu.

Jiang Heng glanced at the young King of Chu, the seventh son of General Wu Mu, who was also the eldest princess who was suffering the pain of losing her husband and child, in her grief, she led the soldiers of General Wu Mu's mansion to gallop all the way, and under the strategy of the seventh son of Chu King Huaiyu, he attacked the camp of the demon clan. Directly led to the collapse and dispersion of the demon alliance, the eldest princess led the remnants of the army to pursue all the way, and finally recaptured all the remaining lost land taken away by the demon clan.

He was only seven years old at the time.

A seven-year-old child's strategy broke the army of the Demon Alliance, and this kind of achievement made him the most famous prodigy in Nanqi Prefecture overnight.

Even though he knows very well, in fact, there is another hidden truth behind this matter.

And this secret seems to have been noticed by Jiang Heng, even if he still doesn't know what it is......

Ji Xiaolan, a university scholar, also looked at Jiang Heng twice, and then told them about the exam questions this time.

Zhang Junbao, Zhang Wu, and Ma Youchang all went out to the statue of Wu Mu. After a while, a complimentary article was delivered.

"It's still good, but what's missing?"

Hearing these words, Jiang Heng, who had never started writing, looked up at the statue of Wu Mu.

He gave up the paper, walked to the statue of Wu Mu, and bowed respectfully to the statue of General Wu Mu.

He began to wave his pen again, showing his ability to write in the air.

A group of people came over in surprise and stared curiously at Jiang Heng performing amazing stunts.

"How did he do it?"

"Doesn't this power look like true qi?"

"What a weird skill ....."

In that surprise, Huaiyu, the king of Chu, Ji Xiaolan, a scholar, and Guo Fengxiao, a military priest who arrived later, paid attention to the content of Jiang Heng's words left in the air.

It was a poem, but it was only a hundred words......

But these more than 100 words have destined him to become this year's champion.

In front of the empty pen and ink, in front of the word by word.

King Huaiyu of Chu walked over with heavy footsteps, he looked at the words and sentences, and the words seemed to be like a portrayal of General Wu Mu's life.

It was extremely heavy and pierced him in the heart.

It's been twenty years......

The shame that once went deep into the bone marrow, the pain of losing his father and brother, and the wind and rain of the battlefield were gradually forgotten.

But when Jiang Heng's poem appeared, everything came back:

Angry hair rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest.

Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.

Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!

Southern Xinjiang is ashamed, and it is still snowing.

When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed!

Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain.

Zhuang is hungry for meat, laughing and thirsty for demon blood.

To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

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That word reveals grief and indignation, most of the territory of Nanqi was in the hands of the enemy, and how many people were killed. What a shameful and deplorable past.

Southern Xinjiang is ashamed and still snowing!

When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed!

Every word in the word exudes a majestic atmosphere,

Worry about the country and serve the country, and be ambitious. The mood is passionate, generous and heroic, unwilling to be humiliated, working hard, thirsty for shame, and eternal might.

Ji Xiaolan, a bachelor on the side, looked at the poem and said with emotion: "What a spirit! What an ambition! The phrase 'don't wait for leisure' should be an eternal motto. ”

Guo Fengxiao in his heart——

Read it word by word, think word by word, and remember word by word.

This short period of more than 100 words is undoubtedly the truest portrayal of General Wu Mu's life, and it is also a portrayal of the soldiers who followed him to the battlefield, fought with the demon clan, and sacrificed heroically.

A line of tears hung in his eyes, and many people felt that Huaiyu, the king of Chu, was led by this poem to mourn his deceased father.

But only Ji Xiaolan and Guo Fengxiao, who knew him well, knew that Huaiyu, the king of Chu, was making a decision, a decision to inherit his father's and brother's legacy.

He stepped forward, stood in front of the statue of Na Wumu, and announced loudly: "This king announces that the champion of this year's literary examination is Jiang Heng......"

The combination of Wen and Wu decided that he would take on a heavy responsibility.

Jiang Heng looked at the poem and silently recited it in his heart: "Thank you Grandpa Yue for using your words, and I will not live up to it." ”

He stepped forward and bowed to King Huaiyu of Chu and made a big salute: "There is something to ask for below." ”

"What's the matter?" asked King Huaiyu of Chu.

Jiang Heng replied: "I heard that after being the champion of civil and military affairs, you can choose an official position of the same level by yourself, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, it once again attracted criticism.

"After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be a guy who was greedy for fame and fortune. ”

Those sarcasms and sneers followed.

With the first misjudgment of Jiang Heng, King Huaiyu of Chu did not dare to make a decision to Jiang Heng this time, he opened his mouth and asked: "What position do you want, as long as it is reasonable, this king ......"

"I'm going to lead an army!"

"You want to lead an army?"

"That's right, I will assign all the generals and all the powers. ”

"Are you going to be a powerful minister?"

"No!"

Jiang Heng looked at Huaiyu, the king of Chu, and his eyes were full of determination: "I need a new army, on behalf of the Nanqi Prefecture, to attack the demon clan on the border of southern Xinjiang......"