Zhao Mengguan is already in despair, this round, at most, he is counting on fighting for the third, and he has to pray that Zhao Mengqi is just an empty shelf, and the last couplet is not his original work.

And Zhao Mengqi looked at Zhao Mengqi, thoughtfully, this Great Song Dynasty clan seems to be much stronger than that of other dynasties, or is it that the Zhao family is naturally suitable for being literati.

Then, it was Hanlin's turn to read the scroll, "Zhao Mengguan scroll, words, fisherman's pride,

Look at the desire to re-open the boat dark, the Yangtze River Huaipu green forest run.

Weishu slightly yellow mountain fruit falls, the mountain has a state, and the culvert is empty and immediately clears the residual heat.

As soon as I went to Xiushi, the red and pink were heavy, and the dream of King Jing was warmed on the ground.

Take the moon and Jingting Peak night talk, clear and filthy, and win the collection of Yanpu remnant clouds. ”

This poem, there are also some people among the hundred officials who nodded in approval, although it is not eye-catching, but it is also reasonable.

Uncle Xie Fang's tone was calm, "This fisherman is proud, it's okay, and the artistic conception is there, but the ingenuity is a little more, and you still need more understanding of the world, but you are still young, you don't need to worry, just work hard." ”

Zhao Mengguan had already expected this result, and gave him a rating of 'medium', 'upper', and 'medium', and it was Dong Huai Xinshan who gave the highest rating.

Now that only the last scroll remained, the Hanlin attendant looked down and found that it was still folded, so he opened it and browsed it.

Immediately, he was full of shock, and stood still, not moving for a long time.

When the ministers saw this strange situation, they all speculated.

"What's wrong with Liu Shiyu? Could it be that King Chung drew a talisman on it? ”

"Well, maybe it's a ghost drawing, Lao Liu can't recognize it for a while."

"Maybe it's King Zhong's amazing work."

"Hehe, it's still a masterpiece that can be written so easily?"

"That's right, the two in front of you are amazing enough, where did the clan come from so demonic?"

"What's more, King Zhong was a fool not long ago, I don't believe that he can make good poems, this is not better than calligraphy can be practiced to death, it is to be aura."

"Ahem! Read. Uncle Xie Fang was very curious when he saw Liu Shi reading such a gaffe, but he didn't forget what to do, "Read the paper." ”

Only then did Liu Shiyu wake up from the shock, and his voice trembled, "Forgive the sins and forgive the sins, the lower official is here, cough cough, Zhao Mengqi volume, words, Linjiang Xian,

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

"This!?" Uncle Xie Fang immediately snatched the scroll from Liu Shiyu's hand with the agility that he shouldn't have at that age, held it in his hand and read it carefully.

Among the ministers, many people unconsciously muttered the words they had just heard, and in just a moment, the entire hall seemed to be on fire.

"Wonderful!"

"The word! Definitely through the ages! ”

"Wow! In just a few words, it seems that my life's gains and losses have been exhausted! ”

"It's all about laughing and talking...... When the old man heard this, he was like an initiation! ”

"Don't lose to Dongpo! This word is not inferior to Dongpo! ”

"It's an honor to witness the birth of a famous poem through the ages!"

"Hahaha! If you see it, this is my son! Who among you can compose such a poem!? In the future, who else dares to call him stupid!? Hahaha"

This unbridled laughter, arrogant show-off, and catharsis like raising eyebrows are naturally Zhao Guan's family, and he now knows that his son's talent can bring him such a huge sense of achievement.

Uncle Xie Fang hated to engrave every word on the paper into his heart, and it was difficult for him for a long time, if it weren't for Zhao Guanjia's laughter being too harsh, he wouldn't have woken up.

"This word is comparable to the poet's 'boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiaoxia, not all the Yangtze River is rolling', nor does it lose Su Gong's 'The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic characters', I have to say that a certain is not qualified to comment. Moreover, all the public present, I'm afraid no one is qualified, as for the rating, it is an insult to the word! ”

Uncle Xie Fang said it a little extremely, but the ministers all thought so.

This is the literati, no matter how intriguing and deceitful they are, they have not lost the awe they deserve in the face of the real masterpieces.

But voting still has to be carried out, after all, the other four still need to be ranked.

However, Cheng Yuanfeng, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry and the Privy Council, after thinking about it, said, "There is no doubt that this round of loyalty to the king is the first, so don't participate in the vote." ”

"Well, Shen Fu's words are reasonable, so only four people will participate in the vote." Uncle Xie Fang looked around, and when he saw that no one objected, he agreed to this proposal.

While everyone was focusing on the vote, Uncle Xie Fang quietly folded the roll of King Zhong carefully and put it in his sleeve pocket.

The results of the vote are in.

Zhao Mengqi, no vote, first.

Zhao Heyun, twenty-four votes, second.

Zhao Menghao, twenty-four votes, and two.

Zhao Mengguan, 19 votes, fourth.

Zhao Mengxi, three votes, fifth.

Seeing such a voting result, Zhao Mengqi had to admire some ministers, who all gave their votes to Zhao Mengguan like this, and secretly wrote down the names of these people in his heart.

Then the results of the first five rounds were counted, Zhao Mengqi was ten, Zhao Mengguan was thirteen, Zhao Heyun was fourteen, Zhao Menghao was fourteen, and Zhao Mengxi was twenty-one.

In fact, at this point, Zhao Mengxi has already been eliminated, and Zhao Heyun and Zhao Mengqi have the same ranking, and the best result may be on par with Zhao Mengqi, and there are still some opportunities.

However, Zhao Mengxi still has to continue the next round, otherwise one less person will be ranked, which will affect the ranking increase.

In the last round, Ye Mengding stood up, "Zhou teaches the six arts, and the number is real." Bachelor's doctor, so he has never been a doctor. …… From the river map, Luo Shu and the mysteries, the gossip and the nine domains are intricate and subtle, and as for the use of Dayan and the emperor, and the changes in personnel should not be, and the feelings of ghosts and gods can not be hidden. ”

"The last art, 'number', including rational numbers, gas numbers, arithmetic, take arithmetic today, three questions, immediate calculation, the answer will be clear at a glance, the time limit is two quarters of an hour, hair volume."

Oh, that means a math test?

Zhao Mengqi's eyes moved, after all, he had also received nine years of compulsory education, and there would be no problem in calculating the number.

When the paper was in hand, he first looked at the first question, "Crossing the river by boat, a total of nine boats, seven large boats, three small boats, forty-three soldiers, full of boats, several boats." ”

Zhao Mengqi couldn't help but smile, it was really simple, but it was just a one-dimensional equation, and future generations of primary school students could make it.

Suppose the big ship is X, and the small boat is 9-X, list an equation, 7X+3(9-X)=43, and then calculate the answer in two clicks.

The next question, "There is a foyer today, but I don't know how wide the door is. The long pole is held horizontally to return to the room, and the door is six feet narrow; Then the pole passed, and it was undoubtedly three feet long. The two corners are diagonally squared. How many colors are there?"

It means that if you don't know the length and width of the door, you can measure it with a bamboo pole that also doesn't know how long it is, and the result is that the bamboo pole is six feet longer than the width and three feet more than the height, but the diagonal measurement is just right, and what is the length and width of the door and the length of the bamboo pole?

This is a little more complicated, and you need to use the Pythagorean theorem to list the equation, because the length and width and the bamboo pole are just a right triangle.

Assuming that the door width is X, the length of the bamboo pole is X+6, the door height is X+3, and the equation listed according to the Pythagorean law is X^2+(X+3)^2=(X+6)^2, which is a one-dimensional quadratic equation, and there are just a few more dismantling procedures.

The last question, "16,600 short bamboo poles, in the future, the pen will be installed, and the three sets of five will be fixed, and how many can be completed by the county?" ”

It has been upgraded and has become a binary one-dimensional equation, which is still within Zhao Mengqi's mathematical level.

The number of short bamboos used to make the pen barrel is X, and the number of short bamboos used to make the pen sleeve is Y, list two equations, X+Y=16600, 3X=5Y, and the two formulas can be calculated together, which is actually simpler than the second question.

The three questions took less than three minutes in total, and Zhao Mengqi solved them, so he reverted to his old ways and looked up.

He saw that Zhao Mengxi was scratching his ears and cheeks as he looked at the scroll, and he didn't seem to know how to start.

Zhao Heyun was calm, bent over and writing and drawing on paper, and seemed to have some research on arithmetic.

Zhao Mengfeng and Zhao Mengguan both had sad faces, and they stopped after a few strokes, as if they had encountered an obstacle.