Zhao Wujiang's steps were brisk, and the whole person looked like a dragon and a tiger.

Next to him was Wang Yifang, who was wearing a green shirt today, and they met on the road.

Originally, Wang Fang was sitting in a carriage, and when he saw Zhao Wujiang walking, he also got out of the car on a whim and followed Zhao Wujiang, chatting constantly along the way.

Soon, they came to the gate of the Shangshu Provincial Palace.

The ceremonial officer shouted at the top of his voice:

"The invigilator has arrived!"

A group of people followed the sound and looked, only to see not far away, a young man with a rich spirit and a middle-aged man with a calm temperament walked slowly, and they all had glass and blue jade plates hanging around their waists, which was the invigilator's certificate.

When the students saw the ceremony, they were amazed by Zhao Wujiang's handsome and extraordinary appearance, and at the same time sighed that he became an invigilator for the imperial examination at a young age, which was really surprising.

Cui Anshan saw the handsome and beautiful Zhao Wujiang now, and said in his heart that he was so familiar, I seem to have seen this invigilator somewhere.

He thought about it for a while, but he still didn't recognize Zhao Wujiang, who had changed his image and temperament now.

Zhu Youci, the servant of the ministry, saw Zhao Wujiang coming, and sneered in his heart, and the light in his eyes flowed.

"Lord Zhao!"

With a smile on his face, he quickly stepped forward to meet Zhao Wujiang.

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Why is the squire so enthusiastic today...... Zhao Wujiang looked at the face of Zhu Youci, the servant of the ministry, who smiled like a chrysanthemum, and was surprised in his heart.

"Everyone, this is Lord Zhao Wujiang Zhao."

Zhu Youci, the servant of the ministry, looked emotional and introduced to everyone.

"Now that Qingping tune in Chang'an, do you know who the poet is?"

Zhu Youci smiled and spoke, his eyes signaled Zhu Chengxiao, and then said: "It's the invigilator next to this official, Lord Zhao Wujiang Zhao!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the students from the poor family burst out in exclamation, but they didn't expect that Qingping, who was famous in Chang'an City, was actually the invigilator of the imperial examination.

On the side of the nobles, there were bursts of noise and doubts.

"How could it be Lord Zhao's doing? It's obviously Brother Cui's doing. ”

"Hmph, this Lord Zhao looks handsome, but his heart is black, I have never seen such a brazen person, it was obviously done by Brother Cui, but it was said that it was him."

Zhu Chengxiao stood up and took the opportunity to question:

"Lord Qiyu, as far as I know, there is another person who is a poet, it is Brother Cui Anshan of the Qinghe Cui Clan!"

Wang Yifang said angrily: "You junior, what nonsense are you talking about, you said that this poem was written by the children of the Qinghe Cui family, so it was really written by him?" ”

"Lord Wang, I'm not talking nonsense, there are many people behind me who can testify for me, and the person who wrote the poem is Brother Cui Anshan, and it is not Lord Zhao Wujiang at all."

"That's right, the person who wrote the poem is Brother Cui Anshan, and we already knew about it at the dinner that day."

"Brother Cui is a person from the Cui family in Qinghe, with outstanding talent, he participated in the poetry meeting in the harem that day, and then this poem flowed out, so the person who wrote the poem is not Brother Cui, who else can it be?"

"Yes, I can testify too!"

Among the children of the nobles, more and more people stood up to testify for Zhu Chengxiao.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Youci, the servant of the ministry, looked more and more proud, and his smile was about to close.

"Zhao Wujiang, Zhao Wujiang, you don't have the talent to show your head, and you have a reputation as a poet, I see how you end up today!!"

"I didn't expect Lord Zhao to deceive me and others! Originally, the official admired Lord Zhao, but he didn't expect Lord Zhao to be so famous, deceiving the world, and stealing his name, the official was ashamed ......"

"Lord Zhu!"

Someone opened his mouth and directly interrupted the words of Zhu Youci, the servant of the ministry.

He frowned, looked angrily, and saw that it was a candidate in a gray shirt.

Everyone's eyes followed the sound.

The gray-shirted Zhang Weimin's expression was indifferent, and his expression did not change because many eyes were focused on him.

He first saluted, then straightened his waist and said loudly:

"Master Zhu, it's too early to draw conclusions!"

"What's too early? So many people are human witnesses, how else do you need to draw conclusions? ”

Zhang Weimin asked rhetorically: "You are so sure that the poem was written by Cui Anshan?" Or did you all see it with your own eyes in the palace when you wrote this poem? ”

Indeed, no one saw it, and everyone was silent for a while.

Zhu Chengxiao snorted angrily, his eyes were cold: "This poem harem poetry will flow out, there were only a few people in the poetry club at that time, who still has this talent if it is not Brother Cui?" ”

"This is a mistake, there are many talented people in the world, and you haven't seen it with your own eyes, and now you have no evidence, just based on your own conjecture and assertions, slandering Lord Zhao? For your words, I believe that Zhao Dacai is a poet, otherwise, how could he become an invigilator? ”

Zhang Weimin's eyes were sharp and loud.

Zhao Wujiang smiled, this kid is a little interesting.

On the other hand, Zhu Chengxiao was even more annoyed and angry: "Hmph, you are a poor scholar, you can't eat enough food, do you insist on mixing it?" Who are you to judge on this matter? Go back to your village and farm! ”

Zhang Weimin was not angry: "Although we are poor, we have high ambitions, and you ......"

He looked at Zhu Chengxiao, shook his head disdainfully, and said, "And you, although you are dressed in gorgeous clothes, you are full of stuff!" ”

"You!" Zhu Chengxiao's expression became more and more hideous, he originally wanted to make Zhao Wujiang embarrassed, how could he kill a hard bone halfway to get in the way.

"You hillbilly, do you know where this is? This is Chang'an! Changan! This son will definitely want you to walk around if you can't eat! ”

Smack————

A crisp sound suddenly echoed.

The audience was silent.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, only to see that Zhao Wujiang had just slapped Zhu Chengxiao in the face, causing him to stumble.

Zhu Chengxiao's mouth was full of blood, his expression was in a trance, and he was stunned by this sudden slap.

"Lord Zhao! What do you mean? ”

Zhu Youci, the servant of the ministry, changed his expression drastically, looked at his nephew who fell to the ground and covered his cheeks, and roared angrily.

Zhao Wujiang looked at him coldly, took out the imperial gold medal from his inner sleeve, and tied it around his waist.

A glass green invigilator jade plate, a Ming Huang Yuci gold medal, the two collided, making a crisp sound.

"Have you had enough?" Zhao Wujiang's expression was indifferent, and his voice was indifferent.

"I... You.... I don't know what you're talking about, Lord Zhao? ”

"If you don't know what I'm talking about? Then you have to hear it! ”

Zhao Wujiang looked at Zhu Youci coldly, looked around at everyone, looked at the noble disciples, and said with a squint: "Do you think the Qingping tune was made by Cui Anshan?" ”

"Isn't he who he is? Lord Zhao, I don't believe you can really compose poetry! ”

"I won't, will you?"

Seeing that this matter was making a big fuss, and a bunch of people were staring at him, Zhao Wujiang was helpless.

This is forcing me to pretend to be forced!

"Say that the official can't compose poetry, listen up!"