The female jinshi of Qingyang Academy!

It was Yu Miao who stood up.

The students were so tired of their fame that they didn't dare to give their faces to Xie Shizi, but Yu Miao was different. She is a woman, she does not need to participate in the scientific examination, and she is the granddaughter of Mr. Youya, she is talented, and it is perfect to go up to find fault.

Xie Xun looked at the person who walked up slowly, wearing a student uniform, but it was clearly a beautiful Jiao'e.

The little beauty is in trouble, for a while, is he scared, or not?

A soft grunt sounded beside him.

"Pretentious~" Demon Moon pouted disdainfully.

Xie Xun pretended not to see through it, and asked, "I don't know what this brother is called?" ”

"My surname is Yu." Yu Miao put her right hand behind her back and walked slowly in front of Xie Xun, "It is said that you have created the genre of words, but since the Hundred Flowers Banquet, you can only write three poems, and then say that you have created a new genre, isn't it child's play?" ”

Xie Xun let out a long sigh, and then smiled into the other party's eyes, "Then I don't know how much, Xiao, Gongzi feels that this son has to chant a few words, so that it is not child's play?" ”

Yu Miao couldn't help blushing slightly when she was stared at, she was so handsome and handsome~

"At least ten, eight."

Yu Miao's thought at the moment was, I don't believe you can make so many words at once!

"It turns out that eight songs out of ten are enough~" Xie Xun stretched out the end note in a tone, "Then Yu Xiaogongzi can listen to it." ”

Xie Xun walked slowly, and at the same time opened his mouth and groaned.

"The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor. Worried about the new words. ”

These two sentences simply summed up the mood of the young students present when they wrote poems on weekdays, and many of them blushed.

They have not been in the world, but don't they force themselves to say that they are worried?

"Now I know all the sorrows, and I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it. But the weather is cool and autumn. ”

The last word landed, and the elderly masters and children in the audience couldn't help but sigh. Especially Mr. Youya, I can't come back to my senses for a long time when I taste the phrase "the weather is cool and autumn".

Xie Shizi has already begun to chant the next song.

"A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, a trip to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night."

"Good!" Someone gave a thumbs up.

"The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden."

The last word fell, Xie Xun walked to the table where the guqin was placed and sat down, flicked the strings, and the sound of the lingling qin flowed out.

"I often remember the twilight of Xiting, and I don't know the way back."

The sound of the piano is clear.

"I returned to the boat at night and strayed into the depths of the lotus flower."

"Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons."

The sound of the piano brings out infinite melancholy.

However, the next moment, the sound of the piano suddenly turned, and there was a clanging sound.

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain...... The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

Before everyone had time to sigh, Xie Xun pulled out the sword on the guard's waist and stabbed it magnificently, startling a little ripple.

"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic characters. To the west of the base, humanity is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms. ”

Xie Xun jumped in the air and continued to chant, "The rocks pierce the air, the waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up." The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. Thinking about Gongjin back then, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic. Lupine scarf, talking and laughing, the canopy is gone. ”

The sword is like a rainbow, and it seems to bring everyone into the situation where Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms heroically resisted Cao Thief's 800,000 strong soldiers.

"The old country fugue, affectionate should laugh at me, early birth. Life is like a dream, and one is still in the moon. ”

Returning the sword into the sheath, Xie Xun picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his neck and drank it all, as if he was sighing and calming the agitated emotions.

After a long while, Xie Xun unhurriedly turned to Miss Yu, who was already stunned and stupid, "I don't know if it's enough?" ”

Yu Miao covered her cheeks with her hands, suddenly screamed, turned around and ran away, leaving Xie Xun stunned on the spot.

What's the situation?

The last word shouldn't be scary, right?

He looked at Mr. Youya in amazement and asked.

surnamed Yu, and can enter and exit freely in Qingyang Academy, only Mr. Ya's granddaughter.

Mr. Youya smiled and waved his hand, "Young and casual, Xie Shizi smiled." The future is terrifying, today the old man has finally seen it~"

Xie Xun pretended to say "offer ugliness" and turned to the students of Qingyang Academy again, "But there are still those who are not convinced?" ”

Wow, a student ran out crying.

Wow, another student hid his face and ran out.

There are two, there are three, there are four...... In the blink of an eye, the students on the three floors and the outer three floors of the original enclosure ran around.

Don't blame those students for crying. They have been studying hard for more than ten or twenty years, and every time they open their mouths to compose poems, they have to turn over books, even if they are the most proud disciples of the mountain chief, when they write poems, they still have to consider and consider, but Xie Xun hardly thinks about it, and the export is a masterpiece that can be passed down to the world.

It's too much of a bully!

This is the crushing of intelligence, which has hit the Qingyang students who usually think they are extremely smart.

Mr. Youya's disciple cried the most fiercely, and his tears soared, as if he wanted to shed all the tears of his life.

The original poetry fighting meeting became Xie Shizi's special performance and the crying and wiping tears of Qingyang students, and the teachers and students of Qingyang Academy shook their heads and sighed, all of them were a little depressed.

Only Mr. Ya maintained his demeanor, but he couldn't help but sigh again and again, "Now the old man finally understands the true meaning of that sentence, there are talented people in the country." The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves~"

"If Xie Shizi doesn't dislike the old man's rudeness, the old man's Tamsui Pavilion will welcome Xie Shizi at any time in the future."

Tamsui Pavilion is a small courtyard where Mr. Yaya lives in Qingyang Academy, which is an invitation to Xie Xun, and as long as Xie Xun is willing in the future, he can intersect with Mr. Youya's peers.

If you talk about age, it is Xie Xun's father, Xie Shangshu, in front of Mr. Youya, he also has to perform the junior ceremony, and even if he hands a post to meet him, he still has to decide whether to see Mr. Youya's mood.

Now Xie Xun can come to Tamsui Pavilion at any time, and the huge Yun Dynasty can have such an honor as Emperor Xue and the old patriarch of the Langya Wang clan, Mr. Chuzhou. Mrs. Xie is not inferior to Mr. Youya, but Mrs. Xie is a pragmatic person, dedicated to the court, rarely interacting with these Confucians, and does not have much friendship with Mr. Youya.

Xie Xun readily accepted that there was still a page in the "East China Sea Morning Post" waiting to publish Mr. Youya's masterpiece, how could he snub this God of Wealth?

After writing all the poems he had just recited on rice paper, Xie Xun left with someone, leaving a chic back to the people of Qingyang Academy.

The teachers and students of Qingyang Academy surrounded the Mobao poems hanging on the wall and refused to leave for a long time.

"I didn't expect Xie Shizi to be so talented, I really shouldn't have seen him as embarrassed, so I rejected Xie Shangshu's admission application." The gray-haired old man shook his head and sighed.

He is in charge of managing the enrollment of Qingyang Academy. Although Qingyang Academy is not a government-run college, it has a very strict control over students because of its great reputation. If you don't have real talent and real learning, especially if you are unbearable, you will be an official residence of the elders in the family, and you don't want to step in.

Xie Qin was able to enter Qingyang, all because he learned well when he was a child, and he passed the children's test. Who would have thought that after he entered Qingyang, he didn't improve by half a point......