By this time, the clerks had already uncovered the name of the scroll.

According to the ratings given by the great master, everyone ranked them one by one in combination with the weights of the scores of the four book questions, the five scripture questions and the test poems.

But this ranking is only a rough approximation.

They simply combine the three test items to divide the candidates' names into 10 grades.

Upper, upper, middle, upper; Upper middle, middle middle, lower middle; Down, down, down, down, as for the tenth, that is the name of Sun Mountain, come on next time.

According to Yang Yinqiu's assumption, among the four book titles with the largest score weight, he has given the essay written by [Xu He] a [point] rating.

Now Xu He is facing three situations, one is to add a circle, then he will use the test poem to make an article, and finally give him a ranking to go down the mountain.

The dot plus the horizontal, the lower middle.

Points and dots are not taken as a rule, but he takes them down in the name of doing a good job in the trial post.

In this way, no matter what, he achieved his goal.

Therefore, at this time, Yang Yinqiu paid special attention to the three classifications of upper down, lower middle and lower down.

He called the clerk and found the three types of test papers and flipped them through one by one.

Sure enough, when he turned to the twenty-seventh volume, he saw the breakthrough of [Xu He] - [The so-called filial piety of the sage, the virtue is also issued].

But when he saw the name of the frontispiece, he was stupid.

"Hailing Chuyuan? Who is Chu Yuan? This, this, this, this is not Xu He's volume......"

Sweat suddenly broke out on Yang Yinqiu's head.

He hurriedly flipped through all the scrolls in his hand, but Xu He's scrolls were not among them.

"Could it be that he played abnormally and was dismissed?" Yang Yinqiu's thought was rejected by him as soon as it arose, "Impossible, based on my last study in the Xu family, this son's talent is better than ordinary people, there is no reason to be quiet in the academy exam, right?" ”

Thinking of this, his face was unwavering, and he suppressed his curiosity, and roughly divided the scroll in his hand into some rankings.

"Go, get all the rolls in the middle!" Yang Yinqiu instructed the scribes of the Daotai Yamen who were waiting beside him.

When the scribes brought the baskets of scrolls, he rummaged through them again.

Seeing this, Peng Ruyu and the scribes couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, what was this great master doing? When I got the volume, I didn't compare them one by one, but I looked at the top of the page first, but it seemed that I was looking for someone's volume.

But after the examination room, there were some things to say and some things to say, and everyone chose to remain silent, ready to see whose papers Yang Yinqiu was looking for.

But after rummaging through, Yang Yinqiu still didn't find Xu He's test paper in these papers.

He finally couldn't sit still.

"Impossible, right? Is it the best of the best? Thinking of this, a layer of hot sweat appeared on his back.

At this time, it is difficult for him to read the middle section of the volume and then read the upper paragraph.

He frowned and said eagerly: "Go, bring me all the rolls in the upper section!" ”

The scribes looked at each other in confusion, and they couldn't understand what Lord Yang was smoking.

But after all, everyone didn't dare to ask more, and a few people went and brought the volume from the previous paragraph.

Yang Yinqiu almost stared at the first volume.

In the basket of four books, when he saw more than thirty copies, Xu He's name suddenly appeared in his eyes, he "chuckled" in his heart, turned to look at the article, and in the next second, his face spread hotly, instantly making his face flushed with no anger and self-authority.

Seeing this, Peng Ruyu curiously leaned over to take a look, first of all, the words on the scroll made people feel comfortable, and the rules and regulations were drawn one by one, and then the words that broke the question: "[The greatness of filial piety is also caused by virtue]." ”

When Lao Peng saw this familiar beginning, he suddenly realized: "It turns out that the great master is looking for this master!" ”

Yang Yinqiu said bitterly in his heart, where is he looking for an article, he is obviously looking for someone.

But I never expected that the article that was praised by him and blown up to the sky was actually made by Xu He, a kid.

Yang Yinqiu even had the mind to scold her mother at this moment.

But Peng Ruyu on the side didn't seem to notice the ugliness of his face, and exclaimed after seeing Xu He's name: "Is it Xu He's kid's article?" No wonder, no wonder, the poems written by this guy make people read them one after another, and if it is his article, it is not strange! ”

Yang Yinqiu: "......"

Peng Ruyu continued: "I remembered that day when the great master commented on this article, saying that he [with the title of the narrative, and its peeling breath, falling off the fall, the history of the text, the migration]! The Great Grandmaster actually compared this kid to Sima Qian, this can't let that kid hear it, otherwise he should be so young that he can't stand the sudden elevation......"

Seeing that Peng Ruyu still looked like she was thinking about Xu He, Yang Yinqiu just wanted to cry in her heart.

I'm afraid this Xu He is a demon, right?

Everyone in the articles of the Great Wei Dynasty can master a kind of penmanship, which is already amazing.

But this kid is not only brilliant in writing the duality of the prose, but even the prose is quite similar to "Historical Records" and "Hanshu".

The article is transmuted and unpredictable.

Misguided.

Thinking of this, he suddenly went crazy and threw down the scroll and searched for it again in the basket of the Pentateuch.

After a while, he looked at Xu He's scroll with the title of "Zhou Nan Curling Ears".

[The poetry of the people, prepare the way for the people who are conceived].

Then look at the big circle in the middle of the lower part of the scroll that he drew with his own hands because of excitement.

Yang Yinqiu just wanted to look up to the sky and roar at this time, and then slap his face wildly.

Lao Peng, who was mending the knife, jumped up again and pressed A frantically: "Oops, this is also written by Xu He?" It's amazing! I didn't expect this kid to do a good job in the four book questions, and the Five Classics questions were also the best in this one, the great master liked his two articles so much, it seems that this kid will definitely not be able to run away! ”

"Puff......" Yang Yinqiu's heart was vomiting blood when he heard this, the kind of puff.

After hearing Peng Ruyu's words, all the officials stepped forward to compliment Yang Yinqiu and said: "The great grandmaster's eyes are like torches, and he will definitely have a good story for Shilin in the future!" ”

Yang Yinqiu, who had been hoping that [Good Story] would spread Shilin, should have been happy to hear this, but at this moment, he was not happy at all.

He squeezed out a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, forced himself to calm down, and went to take out the more than ten trial poems he had drawn out.

Stepping on the ground, I'll fuck it, Yang Yinqiu looked at the test post poem scroll, one of the names was written with the word [Xu He], his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

I saw that on the test poem, he was interested, and felt that Xu He's poem was the best, and he deliberately drew a circle and a circle below.

Peng Ruyu's eyes were sharp, and the third A came up.

This trial poem is titled "Drifting Mother Rice Letter", which tells the story of Han Xin, Marquis of Huaiyin.

I saw that Xu He wrote it like this.

Who knows how to hang the pole. Heroes are not down.

Divide the meal and drift the mother, and the sunset is on the Hanjiang River.

The sword has a dry air, Xiao Yu begs for food,

The heavens are mixed, and the countrymen are unparalleled.

……

"Good!" An official said loudly, "The sword has a dry air, Xiao Yu begs for food, the heavens are mixed, and the countrymen are unparalleled." This is the poetry of the champion! ”