Rong Fei's handwriting was ugly, and he was drunk and a little disobedient at this time, and the handwriting he wrote was like a child's graffiti, so that the Confucians couldn't immediately recognize what he wrote.

Huang Liangyi, who was closest to him, almost put his eyes on the paper, and then he barely recognized that it was the four words of the drunken man's pavilion, and was about to read it out to solve the confusion of other great Confucians, when he heard Rong Fei beside him make an oh sound, and then separated several great Confucians and rushed to the edge of the pavilion, vomiting at the winding stream.

A full fifteen bowls of rice wine were in the stomach, and it was not easy for Rong Fei to persist until this time.

Drunkenness and vomiting are common for Confucians, and Huang Liangyi instructed someone to get the sobering soup, while gently patting Rong Fei's back to make him vomit more freely.

The big Confucians next to him laughed at Rong Fei's drinking too shallow.

After Rong Fei finished spitting out, Huang Liangyi personally helped Rong Fei back to the table and urged him to continue writing.

What a human being!

Rong Fei slandered in his heart, and at the same time picked up the brush and splashed ink, and the pen walked away from the dragon and snake.

At the same time, he knew that his handwriting was illegible, so he read it out as he wrote.

Although it can be explained by the original, it is Langya, Zhixian, and Taishou's many place names, personal names, and official names, which are always a trouble. Rong Fei simply omitted the first half of the first paragraph of the original text and started with the most famous sentence.

"The drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to care about the mountains and rivers. The joy of mountains and rivers, the heart and the wine of residence..."

Hiss~ It turned out to be not a poem, but an article.

All the great Confucian ears listened to Rong Fei's recitation, their eyes looked at the messy handwriting, their faces were complicated, and their eyes were suspicious.

This article is naturally excellent, the mountain corresponds to the rockery in the garden, the water corresponds to the stream, and the pavilion is naturally the pavilion in the depths at this time.

Take the previous article to cope with this exam, this should be considered... Let's cheat!

The Confucians looked at each other, made eye contact with each other, and finally looked at Huang Liangyi, Fang Datong and Gao Bin, although the three of them were the lightest in grade, but their prestige and status achievements were the highest, and they were regarded as the three giants of Confucianism in Kyoto.

"If the sun rises and the forest opens, the clouds return and the caves are twilight, the obscure changers, the morning and twilight in the mountains..."

"Fishing near the stream, deep and fat fish, brewing spring for wine, spring fragrant and wine..."

But at this time, the three of Huang Liangyi were completely intoxicated with the artistic conception described in the Drunken Weng Pavilion and couldn't extricate themselves, their eyes were blurred, their mouths were whispered and chanted together, and their hands and feet couldn't help but make the actions mentioned in the articles such as fishing or archery.

Wine can help Wenxing, although Rong Fei is not very interested in poetry, but through the wine, he also found a little bit of Ouyang Xiu's feeling at that time.

The handwriting is also more and more flamboyant and domineering.

Fortunately, the Confucians present may not be able to do other things, but the ability to never forget the poems and articles is the first-class in the world, even if they can't help Rong Fei's bad words, they still write down the whole article in their hearts.

"Who is Taishou? Luling Ouyang Xiuye!"

After all, Rong Fei was still a little ashamed, and he didn't erase the last sentence.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Seeing that Rong Fei put down his pen, Huang Liangyi picked up the paper that he couldn't recognize at all and held it in his hand like a treasure, and his eyes lit up and said three wonderful words.

"Who is this Luling Taishou Ouyang Xiu?"

Fang Datong asked, pointing to the last row of ink.

"The characters in it."

Rong Fei replied shamelessly with a mouth full of wine.

"Oh, which one?"

"Great Song. This Ouyang Xiu is Fan Zhongyan's disciple."

"Oh, it's still the same."

Fang Datong nodded, and came to Huang Liangyi's side to admire the ink on the paper.

Seeing that these two people had fallen, the other Confucians were a little anxious, and hurriedly pulled over the still sober ones

Gao Bin whispered a few words in his ear.

In advance, the great Confucians agreed that there would be three rounds of this assessment.

The first round of poetry is to assess talent.

The second round of articles is an assessment of talents.

The first two rounds can only be regarded as a warm-up, and the third round is the highlight of today's assessment - a subset of classics and history.

As Rong Fei thought before, you can become a Confucian just by doing a few poems? Then the great Confucianism of this world is too worthless.

But the bad thing is that Rong Fei also wrote a "Story of Yueyang Tower".

It's nothing to write the story of Yueyang Tower, it's just to prove that you Rong Fei has some talents, and you are one step closer to becoming a great Confucian, but it is still far away.

But another article "Born in Sorrow and Died in Peace" circulated from the palace.

Others relied on annotating the articles of the sages and sages and expressing their unique opinions on the articles to accumulate qualifications and prestige little by little, and finally became great Confucians.

It's good for you to be honored, and directly write an article comparable to that of the ancestors.

But the crux of the matter is that whether it is a poem or an article, there are still many people who question whether it is Rong Fei's plagiarism, not his own originality.

That's why these three rounds of assessment were set today.

This round of Rong Fei directly skipped and wrote an article to make Huang Liangyi and Fang Datong unfortunate, and the Confucians could only let Gao Bin continue to preside over the overall situation.

"Uncle Fencheng's article is well written, it's really good! I just don't know what to do..."

"Huh!"

Gao Bin came to Rong Fei's side and bluntly wanted to lead the topic to the third round of assessment, but Rong Fei's eyes suddenly widened and he stretched out his hand behind Gao Bin.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Before coming to the Innocence Residence, Rong Fei asked Liu Yingrong about the promotion of the Confucian Xianguan.

This matter is not a secret, Liu Yingrong told Rong Fei 1510.

The last time I threw out thirty-five poems and an article in the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, I almost used up the inventory in my stomach, but after I went back later, I remembered a few more poems after thinking about it carefully.

Therefore, in the assessment of poetry articles, Rong Fei thinks that he still has a way to pass the test.

But this is difficult to do with the subset of history.

I've never read it!

My eyes are black!

Seeing Gao Bin coming to his side at this time, Rong Fei immediately guessed his plan, so he didn't give him a chance to speak at all, pointing to a few lotus flowers in the pool outside the pavilion and exclaimed.

"What a beautiful lotus!"

The innocent dwelling belongs to the Guozijian, and the Guozijian sacrificial wine is Huangliangyi. Huang Liangyi has many nicknames, such as Huang Sanyuan in Fang Datong's mouth before, which means that he is even in the middle of the Jieyuan, Huiyuan, Zhuangyuan, Sanyuan and the first. In addition, there is also the nickname of Liannu Gong, which is to describe Huangliangyi's love for Lian as life.

In order to please this top boss, the person in charge of the Wuxie Residence planted many famous and exotic lotus flowers in the garden where Huang Liangyi often came for him to enjoy.

"The lotus flower is indeed beautiful."

Gao Bin nodded politely, and then wanted to continue to change the subject.

"I don't know if Uncle Fencheng is right..."

"Oops!"

Rong Fei slapped his head heavily, shook off Gao Bin and returned to the table, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink.

"Suddenly I had a burst of inspiration and came up with a great article."

"Oh! What is the article?"

When Fang Datong heard this, he immediately came up, patted Rong Fei's shoulder, and asked in a cordial tone.

Although Fang Datong's attitude towards Rong Fei was also kind before, there was still a considerable difference at this time.

The reason for this change in attitude is because of the drunkard pavilion that Rong Fei just wrote.

Twenty years ago, Datong and Huang Liangyi were in the same scientific examination, and Fang Datong's talent was originally stronger than Huang Liangyi, and the champion of which session should have been Fang Datong's bag, which was even Huang Liangyi himself admitted.

But Fang Datong has a shortcoming, and it is this shortcoming that causes him to miss the upcoming champion position, and finally

Only one example was left behind.

Fang Datong's shortcoming is - ugly words!

Of course, it's not Rong Fei's real ugliness, it's just that compared to Huang Liangyi and other candidates in the same class, Fang Datong's words are uglier in comparison.

It is precisely because of the ugliness of the word that Fang Datong failed to become the champion. After a few years of idleness in the Hallymin Temple, he simply resigned and went to the outside of Kyoto to open a seowon, but it did not come to fruition, but it has become one of the most prestigious seowon in Kyoto.

It is also because of this academy that Fang Datong was promoted to Confucianism in the same year as Huang Liangyi.

Therefore, after seeing Rong Fei's unsightly words, Fang Datong felt sympathy. Z.br>

Whoever says that a learned person must be able to write well!

Rong Fei learned about the experiences and habits of Huang Liangyi and Fang Datong from Liu Yingrong, and he just prescribed the right medicine.

As long as these two people are dealt with, they will be able to get through the danger today.

On the contrary, Gao Bin is not very easy to start.

Seeing that Fang Datong took the initiative to take the stubble, Rong Fei knew that his initiative to be clumsy had worked.

Xiang Fang Datong smiled slightly, picked up the pen and wrote three ugly big characters on the paper-Ai Lian said.

Outside the innocence dwelling, the simultaneous broadcast continues.

"Mr. Rong has put pen to paper, the Drunkard Pavilion should be an article for the occasion. The drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to care about the mountains and rivers... As it is Mr. Rong, I am afraid that I will not be able to write such sentences even if I read a hundred years of poetry."

"Humph! A hundred years? You can't write it in three hundred years. Stop talking nonsense, update the next sentence quickly."

At this time, all the scholars and Confucian scholars who supported and worshiped Rong Fei stretched their necks, waiting for the update of the Drunkard Pavilion. Thinking about Ren Jinhan, Fan Jian and others, who came to see Rong Fei's jokes, their faces were ugly.

"The evil sect surnamed Rong, I'm afraid I'm going to be fooled by him today. Otherwise, let's withdraw first, and then find an opportunity later."

Fan Jian whispered in Ren Jianhan's ear.

"Wait a minute, Jin Feng Da Confucianism does not only rely on poetry and articles, the focus is on the interpretation of the articles of the sages and holy scriptures, how old is Rong Feicai, he can read a few classics, and he will definitely show his feet at that time."

Ren Jinhan's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth.

"Makes sense, then wait and see."

Fan Jian nodded approvingly.

"Mr. Rong has written a new article called Ailian!"

From the top of the wall came the latest inquiries from the garden.

Hearing this, Ren Jianhan couldn't help but look at Fan Jian with a look of meaning.

The surname Rong is going to be poor in donkey skills!