He was stunned for a moment, Min Wei was his proud disciple, and he had already had the skills to write insect-shaped articles, but he didn't expect that this time he would stumble and not write insect-shaped articles, which surprised him.

He lowered his head again and carefully looked at the other party's text, and after reading the whole article, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, the talent of the other party's text was indeed a little insufficient, and it was not too unjust to not form an insect-shaped coat of arms.

Maybe the other party is in a hurry to perform, this time the article is too complicated, attacking everywhere, covering all aspects, and there are too many arguments, but there is a lack of a line that connects these arguments, so the whole article seems to be a little scattered, which is why there is no insect-shaped heraldry.

If the other party can carefully polish it in some places, it is still very likely to gather the literary atmosphere and re-form the insect-shaped coat of arms, but unfortunately the other party is too anxious and in a hurry to hand in the paper, missing the last opportunity.

Holding this volume, Jia Mengchen frowned slightly, feeling that this time Min Wei had missed his head, and he was afraid that he would be suspended if he entered the top ten. Min Wei was a disciple he had always been proud of, and he didn't want to see this result.

However, he turned to think that in this quarterly exam, there may not be ten students who can write insect-shaped articles, if this is the case, Min Wei barely enters the top ten, it is still very possible.

But this time is a lesson, wait a good time, I have to beat him well, I must let him get rid of this impatient and frivolous problem, thinking of this, Jia Mengchen quietly stuffed this roll back, he saw that Song Ximing next to him was now in high spirits, and he didn't want to spoil the other party's interest because of this bad scroll.

What Song Ximing is reading at the moment is an insect-shaped article, what makes him even happier is that the student in front of him is not well-known, he is a new rookie, with the intention of promoting the backwards, he read this article more carefully, and after reading it, he carefully commented on the other party.

After receiving the personal evaluation of the mountain chief, the student was naturally glad to be abnormal and carefully taught.

After reading this student's papers, it was almost the end of the exam, and there were more and more students who handed in the papers, and he didn't have the patience to read the papers on the spot one by one, so he just asked everyone to hand in the papers and leave.

Approaching the end of the exam, those who have not yet handed in the papers at this time have undoubtedly shown their faces in front of the mountain chief, but they have shown a bad face, so at this time, as long as the people who have completed the papers, they have not had much friction, and they all stepped forward to hand in the papers and left.

Above the entire hall, there were only a few people left at this time, and Jiang Yun was one of them.

Jiang Yun had already pieced together the trial poem, but he was not satisfied, and he was still repeatedly refining and polishing it, until he saw that the hourglass above the hall was about to leak out, he finally finalized it, got up and went forward to hand in the paper.

Seeing him come forward to hand in the papers, Jia Mengchen, who was standing next to Song Ximing, showed a trace of strangeness in his eyes, leaned over, and whispered in Song Ximing's ear: "This son is the East Wind Brother of the Famous Chuan Academy a while ago." ”

For the poem of the east wind blowing, as the head of the academy, Song Ximing naturally has heard of it, and he has long admired this east wind blowing brother, and when he heard Jia Mengchen's words at this moment, his eyes couldn't help but look at the student in front of him a few more times, and a strange meaning flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Yun looked as usual, handed in the papers in a proper manner, and left the main hall.

After he left, Song Ximing became a rare interest, picked up his volume, and read it on the spot.

And the focus of his reading is not the essay, but the trial poem, maybe he is selfish, and he also wants to see if the other party has made another crooked poem like the east wind.

After taking a look, he was relieved, the other party was not a crooked poem, but the quality of the poem was not very good, and it was barely a little stronger than the limerick poem.

After reading it, he had no interest in this volume, and was about to cover it and throw it down, when Jia Mengchen on the side sighed lightly and shouted, "Wait!"

Song Ximing turned his head and glanced at him, not understanding what he meant, Jia Mengchen stared at the scroll with his eyes at the moment, surprised, just because there, he saw a piece of insect-shaped coat of arms shining with cyan light, which looked a little green, but it was indeed an insect-shaped coat of arms.

Following his gaze, Song Ximing also noticed the scroll, and when he looked at it, he was also stunned, he also saw the cyan light of the insect-shaped coat of arms on the scroll, but he didn't expect that this was actually an insect article.

As soon as he saw that it was an insect-shaped article, he was interested, lowered his head and read it carefully, and there was no movement, until he saw the end, he couldn't help but nod lightly, and commented: "Yes, although the water waves in front are not prosperous and unremarkable, but in this last sentence, it is a strange sound steeply, the atmosphere is long, and there is the finishing touch." ”

Listening to his evaluation, Jia Mengchen was also curious in his heart, could it be that Brother Dongfeng really wrote a good article that could be seen, although he had seen the insect-shaped coat of arms, he still didn't believe it.

After Song Ximing read it, he directly handed him the volume, and after Jia Mengchen took it, he lowered his head to read it, and when he finished reading this article and saw the sentence at the end, he couldn't help but look slightly moved.

"The drunkard doesn't mean to drink, he cares about the mountains and rivers!"

He muttered to himself, chewing carefully on the meaning between the words, and he was a little engrossed.

Song Ximing saw him in a daze, smiled, and said, "Mengchen can also realize the uninhibited aura contained in this sentence. ”

Jia Mengchen came back to his senses, took a closer look at the volume, and commented: "This article, from the beginning to the end, has been following the rules and telling the story, there are not many waves, and there is no strange atmosphere in the meantime, until the end, the strange peak protrudes, with this sentence 'The drunkard's intention is not in the wine, but between the mountains and rivers' abruptly ended, the aftermath is lingering, the meaning is endless, it can be said that this article can become its insect-shaped coat of arms, most of the credit, just this sentence." ”

Song Ximing nodded and said: "Your analysis is good, only this last sentence is enough to support the charm of the whole article, if you just say this sentence, at least it should be in the serpentine coat of arms, it seems that among these students, there is no shortage of hidden dragons and crouching tigers." ”

The students performed well, and more talented people emerged, and he, the head of the academy, was naturally pleased.

Jia Mengchen didn't think so in his heart, he was the professor of these Xige students, and he knew the studies of these students under him well, so what kind of goods Jiang Yun was, he also knew very well, although he was also diligent in studying, but unfortunately he got into the tip of the horns, the pedantic and stubborn spirit had already taken shape, and he couldn't pull it back, and the road to progress was almost blocked.

In his expectation, such a student can only stop at a rotten Confucian in the countryside, his fame is basically hopeless, and it is the end of his ability to get a child, as for today's matter, it is just an accident, a wise man has a thousand thoughts, and there is a mistake, and a fool has a thousand thoughts, and there is still a gain.

Thinking so in his heart, seeing that Song Ximing was in high spirits at the moment, he didn't pour any cold water, so as not to spoil the other party's interest.

At this time, the hourglass has been drained, and the time for the exam has arrived, and Yuan Lun, the invigilator at the other end, began to urge those who have not yet submitted the papers to hand in the papers, and there are still a few students in the main hall, most of them are sitting in the back row, Zhu Ming and Zhong Dayong are in the middle of it.

Zhong Dayong is better, he has actually finished the volume, but one is checking, and the other is delaying time to see if there is a chance to help his dead friend, but unfortunately Yuan Lun has been keeping an eye on the side and has not found any opportunity.

Zhu Ming's face was not good-looking at the moment, so he had to get up and hand in the exam papers, and went out of the hall with Zhong Dayong with a gloomy face.

Jiang Yun handed over the roll and walked out of the West Pavilion Hall, and was meeting Zhou Shimin head-on, asking him how he did in the exam, and he casually said "It's not bad."

He still has a little confidence in saying this, and the source of this confidence, there is nothing else, that is, the famous sentence quoted at the end of the article from the Liuyi layman, Ouyang Xiu is one of the eight great prose masters of the later generations of the Heavenly Dynasty, the leader of the literary world of the Song Dynasty, if it is placed here, it is almost a quasi-holy existence, borrowing a famous sentence from him, the charm of this article should be enough, and it should not be too much of a problem to become a worm-shaped article.

And with his understanding, if he can write a worm-shaped article, and he plays normally on other topics, then it will not be a big problem to enter the top ten this time and get the county examination quota recommended by the academy.

He saw that Zhou Shimin also looked relaxed and confident, so he asked, "How did Shimin do in the exam?" ”

Zhou Shimin smiled and said, "It's not bad", and Jiang Yun didn't ask any more.

Zhou Shimin looked at no one left and right at this time, and quietly pulled him to a remote place, and asked in a low voice: "Pingchuan, do you know where Brother Yan went." ”

Jiang Yun was asked inexplicably, and said in his heart I don't care where he went, without waiting for him to answer, Zhou Shimin continued: "Brother Yan is now being invited to Qingfeng Tower to drink again." ”

When he spoke, there was no lack of sourness in his tone, just because when Yan Zheng went to the banquet, he didn't bring his sworn friend, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yun sighed and didn't say anything, and Zhou Shimin continued to ask, "Do you know why someone invited him?" ”

Jiang Yun had already guessed a little, but he still shook his head to say that he didn't know, and Zhou Shimin said: "It's not because of the song 'The Sun Ends in the Mountains'! Now everyone knows that he is the author of this poem." ”

After a pause, he asked again: "Do you know who invited him to Qingfeng Tower to drink this time?" ”

Jiang Yun shook his head again to say that he didn't know, and Zhou Shimin said: "It's that Qingli son." With a look of envy, he could already imagine the situation where the other party was on the third floor of Qingfeng Building at this moment, eating and drinking, and feasting.