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Zhang Yi and Qiu Yishui came to the outside of the trial ground, just in time to hear Song Fu reciting his lyrics.

Zhang Yi, who had already known in his heart that this poem could be used to Zhenguo, was in a calm mood and blended into the crowd. Qiu Yishui had already spread Zhang Yi's hand, and he climbed the high platform from somewhere, and sat next to the lord of the undercurrent country.

After reading the poem, Lao Hanlin said with tears: "This poem should be the town of the country." ”

The readers' eyes widened, the form of "words" existed in ancient times, and was almost lost later. A thousand years ago, the light was reappeared in the hands of a great sage named Liu Sanchang, and many scholars followed suit and flocked to it.

It's just a product of a thousand years, and in the 100,000-year history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it can only be called a new thing.

Readers' understanding of it is not as familiar as that of poetry, and it is naturally difficult to grasp the judgment of its grade. Lao Hanlin called this word Zhenguo, which made the readers present a little surprised.

It was because it was difficult to distinguish the true grade of this word, so he hesitated for a while.

Lao Hanlin saw that there was a lot of discussion around the trial ground, and his literary qi led the entire trial ground, making everyone stop, and spoke again: "This official Song Fu, the current Taifu of Fuliu Country, has studied the Spring and Autumn Holy Book for sixty years, and he is ninety percent sure of the grade of the article. If you don't believe it, this official will personally write this masterpiece of Zhenguo. ”

Jinshi talks about the Spring and Autumn Period, and Hanlin practices the Six Classics, which does not mean that after the Jinshi studies the Spring and Autumn Sacred Books and advances to the Hanlin Forest, they no longer study the Spring and Autumn Sacred Books, but only practice the Six Classics. The Spring and Autumn Holy Book contains all things, even the Great Confucian does not dare to say that his own cultivation path is higher than what the Holy Book says.

After studying the Spring and Autumn Sacred Books, Jinshi's grasp of the way of reading and practicing became more obvious. Rating poems is naturally more sensitive.

The scholars who were talking endlessly suddenly stopped talking, and the Taifu of a country naturally did not dare to speak in front of so many readers. Besides, this Taifu was a Jinshi sixty years ago, so he was naturally stronger than anyone present.

Lao Hanlin saw that the scholars were no longer talking, so he arched his hand to the audience and said: "I don't know which genius made this poem, please come out and see it." ”

Hearing Taifu Song Fu's request at this moment, Zhang Yi thought for a few breaths and stepped onto the stage.

All the readers exclaimed, they really didn't expect that the author of Zhenguo lyrics was such a young talent.

Zhang Yi was dressed in green clothes, his long hair was tied by a jade belt, floating on both sides of his shoulders, and his delicate and handsome appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. He arched his hand towards the high platform and said: "Mr. Song has praised it falsely, Longbow Yu is a talent, and it is naturally a great honor to be favored by Mr. Hanlin." ”

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Zhang Yi's appearance made the readers around the trial ground discuss.

"Longbow Feather, such a young genius of Zhenguo, I have never seen it. ”

"That's right, except for that Zhang Zhenguo in Longbow City a few days ago, the Great Zhou Dynasty has rarely had such a young Zhenguo talent in recent years. You see that his hair is only bound with a jade belt, and he must not have reached the crown yet. ”

"Longbow City, Longbow Feathers, this is really interesting. This longbow feather, could it be that Zhang Zhenguo?" all the scholars discussed, and one of them laughed.

The other person hurriedly shook his head and said: "That Zhang Zhenguo is young and vigorous, he said the sentence 'being old and not dying is a thief' a few days ago, and now I am afraid that he is still waiting for the Shangli Hall to question, how dare he leave the White Horse Academy? ”

The person surnamed Li laughed: "Brother Wu, I just said casually, you are so serious." However, the surname Longbow was indeed separated from the surname Zhang 50,000 years ago, and now most of them are in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Tang Dynasty. ”

Several readers looked at each other and laughed, not knowing where to talk.

Other readers were naturally talking about similar things, and many readers took out their seals and informed their friends about the appearance of the son-in-law's essay on the appearance of Zhenguo Ci and shared their gains.

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Song Fu whispered a few words to the Lord of the Fuliu Country again, and after getting permission, he stepped out with his feet up, fell on the trial ground, and stood with Zhang Yi.

The official hurriedly took a few steps back, his rank was too low to walk with Taifu.

Zhang Yi naturally knew this truth, and was preparing to learn to retreat from the literary examination officials.

Song Fu hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yi and said with a smile: "Thank you Gongzi for agreeing to such a rude request, but before Lao Yu writes, can you ask Gongzi to solve his doubts, how did you write this Zhenguo poem?"

Zhang Yi saw that Song Fu's eyes were sincere, and he was a reader with a pious desire for knowledge about the article, so he naturally hurriedly agreed and opened his mouth to tell the origin of this poem.

"Under the longbow feathers, the Eastern Jin Dynasty people's clan. A few days ago, on my way to the country of Fuliu by boat from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, I met a goose catcher. At that time, there were geese flying with wings in the sky, and after one of them was killed, the other goose fell from the sky and died of martyrdom. I was shocked by the love of life and death between the two geese, so I bought this pair of geese and buried them together next to Fenshui to build a small tomb. This matter has been echoing in my mind, and today's son-in-law literary meeting will be emotional. ”

Zhang Yi's words were sincere, and people couldn't help but believe his words.

Fenshui is the second largest tributary of Qiushui, which diverges from Hunan and Chu to the Eastern Jin Dynasty and joins Qiushui again.

The Emperor Wu in the word is Li Longji, the son of the Great Zhou Dynasty thousands of years ago, who is famous. A thousand years ago, Li Longji drove the imperial expedition and exterminated 300,000 water demons, which can be called the best record in the Great Zhou Dynasty in 10,000 years, and this son of heaven was called the master of Zhongxing.

Song Fu nodded and said, "No wonder you have such feelings at such a young age." Although the wild goose has a humble life, its life and death are not inferior to the human race, no wonder this poem can control the national level. ”

"My old beloved wife died ten years ago, and I burst into tears when I heard this poem. The old man repeatedly asked to be able to write this poem by hand, because he wanted to make this poem the first book to be sacrificed in front of the spirit of his deceased wife. ”

Zhang Yizheng said: "Mr. Song is very affectionate and sexual, and the longbow feather is far behind. This song "Touching the Fish, Yanqiu Words" can comfort Mr. and his deceased wife, which is naturally an honor. ”

"Thank you, childe. Song Fu thanked the longbow feather again, and with a wave of his hand, a desk appeared in front of him, on which the four treasures of the study had been paved, and he began to handwrite this poem "Yanqiu Ci".

The readers were already silent, staring at what was going to happen next. As a senior Hanlin, Fuliu Taifu has a very high standard of judging poetry, but they still look forward to seeing the birth of the real Zhenguo lyrics.

With the writing of Taifu Song Fu, layers of treasure light began to shine. One floor, two floors, three floors...... Baoguang barely paused, and seven layers appeared.

This lyric is a real Zhenguo lyric work.

The audience stood up and applauded.

Only the third prince, Li Shenji, sat on the side, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he couldn't wait to kill Zhang Yi on the spot. He is the best among all the princes, and he is rarely overwhelmed, and today he was robbed of the limelight by a showman.

Not surprisingly, Lao Hanlin announced on the spot that Zhang Yi had won the prize and became the winner of the literary examination for choosing a son-in-law, and the second round of the literary examination became meaningless.

Although you are unwilling, you can't do anything. The talent who can make the Zhenguo article must have the talent of Confucianism, and almost no one present can match.

At the end of the essay on choosing a son-in-law, no one in the world knows whether the six princesses can finally marry the handsome Tsing Yi Xiucai. After all, Princess Fuliu's repentance of marriage had already appeared thirty years ago.

However, the women of the entire Nandu were full of curiosity about the talented man in Tsing Yi. Several famous peerless Oirans even sang Zhang Yi's "Yanqiu Ci" in person, which spread rapidly.

There are even literati and scholars who translated this poem "Yanqiu Ci" as an article to please women.

Ask the world, what is love, and it is worth repaying with death?

The end of the world flies together, love snuggles, how many cold and summer have you both spent. There have been joys, parting is even more bitter, such infatuated children, where in the world to find?

Yan'er, you seem to be saying: the snowy peaks, the sea of clouds, the sun is about to die, the loss of love, the shadow is lonely, where can you withstand the torment of the years?

On the bank of the Fen River, there were strings singing and dancing, but now it is cold and lonely, and the lover has died, and there is no way to summon the soul. Listen! Even the mountain ghosts are wailing in the wind and rain.

The heavens will also be moved by this feeling, how can it be like an ordinary warbler swallow, pinning the bones of the loess basil?

The years have passed, even if it is a thousand years, ten thousand years, I believe that there are people and inkmen who come to the tomb of Yanqiu, cry for your love, and drink and drink.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]