Zhao Wujiang looked arrogant, since he wanted to force me, he simply publicized it once.

"The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling!

Master Zhu, is this poem written by this official, or is it written by Cui Anshan? ”

"This ......" the servant of the ministry couldn't believe it, how could someone blurt out a poem?

The poems recited from Zhao Wujiang's mouth are perfect in rhyme, and they are even more vast.

The candidates present were dumbfounded, and their hearts were shocked, they hadn't woken up from the shock, only to see Zhao Wujiang speak again.

"The Yellow River came west to decide Kunlun, and thousands of miles roared to touch the Dragon Gate."

"Who has not seen the history of ancient times, and now I see the fame and fame of the ancients."

“......”

Zhao Wujiang continued to chant famous sentences, and his expression became more and more arbitrary.

Wang Yifang's face was full of excitement, his eyes were full of admiration, and the pen in his hand did not stop, transcribing the poems recited by Zhao Wujiang.

How so?

How so?

The face of the servant of the ministry became more and more pale, and a trace of remorse grew from the bottom of his heart.

Zhu Chengxiao stood up with difficulty, his expression extremely shocked.

The eyes of the poor students were full of essence, and they looked at Zhao Wujiang as if they were looking at the fairy in the poem, and they were fascinated.

On the side of the noble son, his expression changed, at first he was incredulous, but now he admires the powerlessness and many other emotions.

Zhao Wujiang roared, wanton and wild, and he walked towards the terrified servant.

"Say I don't have the talent to show up, see how I end? Listen up,

Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars to 90,000 miles! ”

The servant looked at the arrogance and disdain in Zhao Wujiang's eyes, his chest tightened, and his breath was short.

Zhao Wujiang thought about whether to forcibly implant a memory into this thing, so that he would be cowardly when he saw him in the future, so as not to disgust him every day.

But as soon as you lock the object, you hear the sound of the system.

【Ding! The system determines that the other party is a person with an ugly mood and cannot be implanted.

[Please ask the host to counter violence with violence.] 】

Belch...... People with ugly moods can't be implanted?

Isn't it that I can't kill these villains directly, I can only be tough?

Forget it, hard is hard.

"After the rain, the stream sweeps the embankment, and I watch the village children Xie Wanqing."

Zhao Wujiang stared at the stunned face of the servant, and finally said, "The bamboo horse staggered and rushed away,...... I don't care about you. ”

"You! Zhao Wujiang, you scold me! ”

"What about scolding you, I'm going to beat you again!"

Zhao Wujiang slapped the old man in the face of the official with his backhand, causing his official hat to fall off and his cloak to spread.

The servant's cheeks were swollen, he was extremely ashamed and angry, his body trembled like chaff, and he pointed to Zhao Wujiang tremblingly:

"You dare to hit this official! Junior, you are just a six-grade secretary, you dare to beat me! ”

"Lao Jiaodeng, not only do I dare to beat you, but I also dare to cut you!"

Zhao Wujiang was about to draw the guard's long sword, but the servant of the ministry was so frightened that he hurriedly rolled over.

Everyone present was stunned, and saw Zhao Wujiang's wild and uninhibited side again.

This kid can handle it, and he really dares to do something...... Wang Yifang hugged Zhao Wujiang and persuaded him: "Brother Zhao, forget it, this old thing is a fourth-grade master after all, and he can't be killed now." ”

Doctor Yu Shi retreated far away in a trembling manner, and kept persuading in his mouth: "Lord Zhao, they are all colleagues, and they are angry and wealthy, you put down your sword, put it down, and we will talk well." ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu's expression was complicated, and he also spoke to persuade him.

Zhao Wujiang exhaled lightly, "Bear with the calm for a while, take a step back...... The more I think about it, the more angry I get! ”

Wang Yifang let go of Zhao Wujiang at this time, as soon as he let go, Zhao Wujiang rushed forward violently towards the servant of the ministry, Wang Yifang was quick to move, and dragged Zhao Wujiang down, he fell to the ground, and his hand was still tightly hugging Zhao Wujiang's thigh.

The servant of the ministry looked at Zhao Wujiang's fierce and unwilling to give up, trembling like a sifting of chaff, and the hot liquid under his body trembled and flowed out.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wujiang snorted, and then stopped.

This is a ruthless man...... Everyone thought to themselves and couldn't help but shudder.

The eyes they looked at Zhao Wujiang began to carry a hint of fear, except for one person: Zhu Chengxiao.

He was also slapped by Zhao Wujiang, and Zhao Wujiang's strength of nearly seven-rank martial arts hit him so that he still hadn't fully recovered his senses, and his brain was buzzing.

Zhu Chengxiao was furious, his father was the owner of the first restaurant in Chang'an, and he didn't know how much he had contact with the dignitaries on weekdays.

"Zhao Wujiang!"

Zhu Chengxiao ignored the candidates who rushed up to admonish him, and roared again:

"What's the use of you reciting so many poems? This only proves that those poems were written by you? And you can't prove that you made the tune! You have no discipline and can't blatantly beat up the senior members of the DPRK and the Central Committee, and I will definitely show you the saints! ”

But at this moment, a shrill voice resounded throughout the audience.

"The Holy One has spoken!"

"The Holy One has spoken!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the young man-looking and feminine-looking little eunuch was walking quickly, it was Xiao Yuzi.

Everyone knelt down in unison, and Xiao Yuzi spread out his oracle and recited Gaozong Li Zhi's dictation.

"The Tang Dynasty is a thousand autumns, and I want to emulate the first emperor and make every effort to recruit talents.

The candidates went through the official school examination, the state and county Qiuqiu, and the Shangshu Province to participate in the final scientific examination.

I hope that you can enjoy your pen and ink and display your talents and ambitions.

I have appointed four invigilators, supervised the officials of the scientific examination, and maintained the clarity of the imperial examination.

Invigilator Zhao Wujiang, I appreciate it very much!

He composed two poems in the palace, one "Qingping Tune" and the other "Remembering the Present".

"Qingping Tune" is circulated in the market, and Chang'an is happy, but I like "Remembering the Present" even more, and every time I think of it, my heart is surging.

On the day of today's imperial examination, I shared this "Memories of the Present", which describes the prosperous Tang Dynasty, with you. ”

Another uproar!

The emperor's edict directly pointed out that "Qingping Tune" was written by Zhao Wujiang!

Zhu Chengxiao trembled like chaff, his face was pale, and now no matter how hard he is, it's useless!

Cui Anshan!

Bastard dare lie to me!

He was short of breath, like an erupting volcano, and now he wanted to skin Cui Anshan and cramp.