The next morning, Jiang Yun got up, drew water in the courtyard to wash, and held a book of the Theory of Things, where he recited it.

The courtyard was quiet, except for Jiang Yun's reading voice, there was no movement, last night the mountain people and the wild elders made trouble until late before stopping, this time they were in a sweet dream, Jiang Yun's reading sound was undoubtedly disturbing people's dreams.

However, although these mountain people are not angry in their hearts, there is no way to do it, and it is a matter of course for the scholars to recite every morning and dusk, and what can they do, unless they openly declare that they are not scholars.

After reading for a while, Jiang Yun went out of the door and went straight to the west gate of the city.

Not long after, out of the west gate of the city, and out of a journey, Tianyi Pavilion is in sight. Although I came early today, on this Jiangzhu, it was already full of people, and it was very lively.

Jiang Yun didn't rush into the building, and at a snack stall on the side of the road, he ordered a bowl of hot chaos and ate it slowly.

When eating, look up at the white jade stele in front of the gate of Tianyi Pavilion, at this moment there is still a crowd of people in front of the stele, squeezing a three layers inside, three layers outside, noisy and lively.

"Ah, it's on the list—" Faintly audible cheers and exclamations came from there.

Jiang Yun couldn't help muttering in his heart, looking at this, the momentum of this poem was fierce, and he couldn't help but start worrying about whether his position on the list could be kept.

If it had been before, he might not have cared, but yesterday he looked at the authentic manuscripts in the hall on the second floor, and there were a few manuscripts that were quite satisfactory to him, and he was about to choose one from them, but if he was off the list, this opportunity to choose would be gone.

After eating the chaos, he threw down a handful of copper coins, and he got up and came to the white jade stele.

Standing outside the crowd, looking carefully at the white jade stele in front of him, at this moment the stele is showing a row of inscription poems, looking at it, he was suddenly relieved, his ranking ranked twelfth, compared to yesterday and fell one place, but it is still quite stable.

It seems that the competition is fierce, and it is the ranking below, which has almost changed dramatically and changed beyond recognition, Jiang Yun noticed that Lu Wenpeng's name has disappeared from the list.

The names of Gong Shiren, Xie Yi, and Guo Mao appeared on the list, these people are all children of wealthy families, famous local young talents, and guests invited by Mrs. Yongqin, it seems that they can't hold back their actions.

What he didn't know was that since they saw his inscription poems appear on the list, these people felt deeply ashamed, and they didn't wait any longer, and as soon as they came this morning, they wrote poems one after another, planning to brush down Jiang Yun's ranking and make him fall off the list.

However, these people's plans still failed, some of them wrote poems and sank into the sand, and some even if they were on the list, their rankings were not too high, anyway, none of them were ranked higher than Jiang Yun, and Jiang Yun's position on the list still seemed to be stable.

This made these people angry, but they had nothing to do, so they could only blame the other party for plagiarizing the poems at too high a level, which made them sigh.

Jiang Yun glanced at it a few times, didn't pay much attention to it, and was about to leave, and went straight into the building, when he suddenly heard a commotion from the crowd next to him, and someone shouted in surprise: "Zheng Dongbai is here!"

"It's really him, I didn't expect that Xie Yuangong would also come to join in the fun!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yun looked up, and saw a group of four or five sons walking towards Shi Shiran on the side of the white jade stele, these people are not very old, they are all young scholars in their prime, and they are wearing regular clothes with a crown and belt.

A young man walking in the middle, with a long body and a handsome face, with a white tiger gold belt tied around his waist, shows that he is a second-grade lifter, who should be the Zheng Dongbai said in the crowd.

Zheng Dongbai is only in his twenties, the title of the laurel list, and the high school promotion, which is very rare, and it is even more skilled, winning the first place, which makes him even more famous, unique for a while, and faintly already has the status of the leader of the young generation of Jiangzuo West Road.

What's even more rare is that this Zheng Dongbai is not from a wealthy family and a scholarly family, but is purely a child of a poor family, which makes people even more admirable.

Seeing this pedestrian coming, the crowd retreated one after another, automatically giving way to a road, and Zheng Dongbai and his party went straight to the bottom of the white jade stele.

"Which of you comes first?" Zheng Dongbai asked with a smile as he glanced back at a few friends from the same year beside him.

"Brother Dongbai is highly talented, naturally the pearl is the first to vote, and I will hide it for the time being. The men said.

Zheng Dongbai didn't say much, and immediately walked to the case next to him, in front of the case, there was already a young student who was planning to write a poem, and when he saw him coming, he didn't dare to compete with him, so he immediately put the Zihao pen in his hand with both hands, and said, "Brother Zheng, please!"

"Thank you. Zheng Dongbai took the pen, stood in front of the white jade stele, groaned slightly, and under the attention of everyone, he waved his pen and wrote the stele.

The others inscribed poems, and those who had good deeds would read and chant aloud while watching, but at the moment the crowd seemed very quiet, and everyone quietly watched his pen, and none of them spoke loudly, as if they were afraid of disturbing each other's thoughts.

Zheng Dongbai wrote quickly, the end of the pen was like a swimming dragon, quickly dancing on the stele, and the words were also light and elegant, as if they were about to fly out of the stele.

The whole poem was written in one go, and soon Zheng Dongbai finished writing, inscribed, and then threw the pen. Of course, this poem must have been finalized in his womb for a long time, and it could not have been done on the spot.

Everyone looked at the stele again, and saw the inscription on it:

"Climb the pavilion and look at the distant stream, Heyang looks at the county.

The daytime is beautiful, and the unevenness can be seen.

The afterglow is scattered, and Chengjiang is as quiet as practice.

The noisy birds cover the spring island, and the miscellaneous flowers are full of flowers.

Go to the party for a long time, and have a feast.

The best time is so sad, tears are like hail.

If you have affection and hope for your hometown, who can remain unchanged.

Zheng Dongbai, Qingling County, ?——. ”

"Good, good poetry!"

After a moment of silence, the crowd around burst into applause and cheers, all of which were admiration, without a trace of noise, not that everyone intended to cheer for this Xie Yuangong, but that this poem was really good.

This poem, if you want to be on the list, it must be undoubted, but I don't know how many places it ranks? Everyone thought in their hearts, but they were quite looking forward to this suspense, and they all watched the changes in the white jade stele.

I saw that on the white jade stele, Zheng Dongbai's inscription poem gradually disappeared, and a piece of brilliance flowed on the jade bib, and the picture flashed steeply, and a row of inscription poems appeared.

I saw that in the first place on the list, the white light kept flashing, and now there has been a change there, and the words "Zheng Dongbai of Qingling County" suddenly appeared.

"Ah, it's the first place, and the top of the list has changed!"

"I didn't expect it to be the first!"

"What didn't I expect, Brother Edong's high talent, it is reasonable to get this first!"

"It is worthy of Xie Yuangong, he is full of talent, he is extraordinary as soon as he makes a move, he overwhelms the heroes and wins the first place!"

......

The crowd suddenly sounded a tide of admiration and applause, if someone was secretly dissatisfied before, but now, but he has completely lost his temper and has to be convinced.

"I didn't lose me. ”

Seeing this result, Zheng Dongbai didn't feel much excitement, just smiled faintly and said.

In the crowd, Jiang Yun was speechless for a while, and in the blink of an eye, his ranking dropped one place again, to the thirteenth.

Then, several young people who came with Zheng Dongbai also began to write poems on the white jade stele, but what made Jiang Yun feel a little relieved was that the performance of these people was not as eye-catching as Zheng Dongbai, some of the inscriptions were on the list, but they were not as high as him, and some were not on the list. This test is based on the wall inscription poem, and the test is simply the poetry and literary talent, which has little direct relationship with each person's fame and personality.

After looking at it for a while, he didn't look any more, left the test to take the wall, picked up the steps and entered the gate of Tianyi Pavilion, the bamboo card voucher he got yesterday was still there, and the bamboo card was displayed, and the deacon at the door naturally would not stop it.

In the crowd on this side of the white jade stele, one person looked up at this time, and saw him disappear from the gate of Tianyi Pavilion, this person's face suddenly showed a look of great surprise, as if he didn't believe what he saw, and said in his heart Isn't that the madman nerd, how did he enter this Tianyi Pavilion?

Didn't this day Yige say that it had been wrapped up in the study of ten thousand volumes, except for the guests invited by Mrs. Yongtan, only the poems inscribed on this white jade stele were on the list, and they were eligible to enter.

This person was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly pulled a person next to him, and asked, "Who was the person who entered the pavilion just now, and how did he have this qualification to enter?"

Of course, this person knows who went in just now, but he doesn't believe that this madman nerd will definitely not be a guest invited by Mrs. Yongqin, so he can enter the pavilion, could it be that the poem is on the list on this white jade stele, and when he enters the pavilion, he shows a bamboo card, it seems to be like this, but how is this possible, this madman nerd is just a crooked poem, that is, the test poem of the county test paper, it is also mediocre, not much stronger than limerick poetry, how can it be in front of this group of Yan gathered in front of Tianyi Pavilion, the inscription poem is on the list.

This person who is amazed here is none other than Wang Xuan, the teacher of Linshui County. He went to Fucheng this time, naturally because of the official business of the government examination, and originally after the entrance of the government examination candidates, it had nothing to do with him, but he did not return to Linshui County immediately, but planned to wait until after the government examination was released, and he could also play in this city for a few days.

In fact, subconsciously, he may not have the intention of watching Jiang Yun's jokes on the list, and now someone has become a thorn in his heart, and he must see the other party fall off the list as soon as possible. (To be continued.) )