"Miss, it's been nearly half a month, and there are hundreds of thousands of answer sheets sent downstairs, piled up, isn't there anyone Miss is looking for?"

"Hmph, Miss Ben doesn't even bother to look at it. But anyone who doesn't answer in seven characters will be thrown into the room to be demolished and burned! I didn't expect that the dignified Great Xia Imperial City is full of incompetent people!"

"Those literati are really funny, they all think that Miss is a problem, and no one knows that Miss is actually a pair! Answer with a question, and of course the next sentence will also respond with a question! But no one understands! The most ridiculous thing is that some people have written thousands of names, and I just hope that some of them are really people who have seen the moon for the first time!"

"Let them be, Miss Ben's fear now is that the man will not answer this question at all. ”

"No, there are still men in the world who don't want to enjoy the beautiful scenery with the young lady for a night?"

"Don't underestimate the world, although I am praised as a fairy, but after all, I am only a Qinglou woman. ”

"Miss......"

"Needless to say, I'm self-aware. But if I want to find him, I must find him before I die. You said that man was a scholar, and he was not a member of the Great Xia aristocracy, so what was the purpose of coming all the way to this imperial city at this time?"

"This time...... By the way, it's the imperial examination!"

"Yes, he must be for the imperial examination! Now that the first 'poem' is just around the corner, Miss Ben will say everything bī) He is here!"

"But what can be done?"

Nangong Yao showed a hint of smugness on her face at this moment, and said with a smile: "You'll know when the time comes!"

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Yingtian was a little helpless at this moment, he wanted to redeem Ye Yin and immediately left Daxia and rushed to Dazhou, but he didn't expect that he would make a mistake, he still had to participate in the imperial examination, and he had to enter the top three.

At that time, it would not be so easy for him to leave Great Xia again.

Everything that has happened since he used Liu Wenzheng's share has made him go this way.

However, the rivers and lakes are gone, whether it is the wind or the rain, from the moment Ye Yin agreed to be his guest, the cause and effect have already been conceded.

So when you enter this "poetry" examination room, there is no such thing as whether you should or shouldn't regret it, but what you have to do.

It's just because now it's not just to redeem Ye Yin, but also to find out the truth behind it.

He will not let anyone go, even if he really wants to demolish the "first building in the world".

This "poetry" examination room is located in the "Guozi Studies", which is extremely vast, and there are many statues of scholars neatly arranged around it, with different faces, joys, sorrows, and joys, and the number of them is a hundred. Strange.. !~ Better and faster

Yingtian observed these statues curiously, and only felt that there was a familiar aura on these statues.

The "Poetry Fu" assessment is actually very simple, just write poems or lyrics according to the scenery, characters and background of the times depicted on the exam paper, and do whatever you want.

Nearly 20,000 answer sheets were selected by the top ten famous Confucian elders in Daxia and set the ranking.

Yingtian looked at it, and what he painted was actually the desert scenery of the border fortress, the soldiers were scarred and guarded on the frontier, and many people looked back at the distant homeland

Village.

But in front of them, there are endless enemies emerging! Behind the soldiers is the territory of the motherland, the people of Daxia, their parents, wives and children, how can they retreat?

A strong sense of sorrow instantly rose in Yingtian's heart, and inspiration emerged, and he wrote with a pen.

"The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hexi go without paying attention, and the sound of the corners rises on all sides.

In the thousands of mountains, the long smoke fell into the lonely city.

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, the mountains are not restricted, and the Qiang tube is full of frost.

People are sleepless, and the general's white hair is in tears. ”

When the last stroke of the tearful word was completed, Yingtian suddenly felt a breath of Haohao dàng) dàng) suddenly emanating from above, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late to stop it.

That breath was so big and strong, it was stuffed between heaven and earth, and in an instant, it filled the entire "Guozixue" and rushed into the sky!

"Hao...... Haoran's breath !!" Guozixue let out an earth-shattering shout.

"What?!Who is it?!Who actually inspired the aura of Haoran! Could it be that he is the heir of the Haoran Academy?"

"No, it's the student who participated in the imperial examination! Who is it, who is it?"

"Oh my God, this heroic aura has not been seen for thousands of years, and Great Xia is about to produce an incredible character!"

Yingtian smiled bitterly, since Heaven's will does not allow him to be low-key, then Suo will publicize it! Could it be that he is still afraid?

The first poem is too sad and sad, then this poem must be bloody!

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest.

Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.

Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

The shame of invading the country is still snowing. When the courtiers hate, when will they perish.

Drive a long car, step through the mountains and mountains.

Ambition is hungry and savage, laughing and thirsty for bright blood.

To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

When the last stroke of the word Que was completed, the hundred scholar statues around them suddenly opened their eyes and roared in unison to the sky, resounding for nine days.

When this scene appeared, the ten famous Confucian elders of Daxia trembled, fell to the ground, and screamed in horror: "This, this is a hundred schools of thought! How is it possible!

Guozi Xue Taifu trembled excitedly, dancing with his hands: "First the spirit of Haoran, and then the contence of a hundred schools! Who is it, who !!is this?"

In the palace, Emperor Qi, who was in a dragon robe and had a majestic appearance, stood up instantly, looked at the direction of "Guozixue" from afar, and was shocked: "Haoran's spirit, a hundred schools of thought contend! Quickly drive 'Guozixue', I want to see who inspired this vision of heaven and earth!"

Yan Hui, who was far away in the land of Western Qin, suddenly looked up at the direction where Daxia Yudu was located at this moment, and said with great joy: "Okay, good, I finally found you again! Little guy, you can really run! If I don't catch you back to Haoran School Palace this time, I'll Yan Hui write your name upside down!"

After speaking, his face changed suddenly, his eyes widened, and he burst out in a foul mouth: "**!

Yingtian was taken aback by the visions around him, and couldn't help but feel remorseful: this time it's really a big game

You must refrain from writing it down!

However, there is another question at the end of the exam paper: Who first saw the moon on the riverside?

Ying Tianyou wanted to leave the examination room as soon as possible, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he wrote "Jiang Yue is shining at the beginning of the year", so he hurriedly sealed the paper and handed it in, and left in a hurry.

Of course, he did not forget to stamp the "Liu Wenzheng" seal.

All the students were curious, did they hand in the paper so quickly?

Yingtian ran all the way, and finally rushed back to Afang Palace, exhausted and out of breath.

"Huh, Brother Wen Zheng, it seems that this poetry assessment has just begun, and you are back?" asked Yingfu Su in surprise.

"I'll talk about this later, my son is going to retreat now!" After saying that, Yingtian hurriedly ran into the secret room.

Ying Fusu looked confused).

After Yingtian cloth was made and the breath on it was isolated, the aura of Haoran finally slowly dissipated and disappeared.

"I just had a feeling of panic! Not only did I not control my heart this time, but I also had to show off it, and my brain was in water? This will definitely cause trouble. Yingtian only felt a pain in his head, "This Haoran is really damned, Lao Tzu just wrote the first word, and he also wanted to make a big move, lest the world not know." ”

"What happened to the hundred schools of thought after that? It seems even more terrifying!"

Yingtian couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, this talent is too outstanding, it is too sinful, I am afraid of being jealous!

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Yingtian, who was hiding in the secret room, didn't know that this Great Xia Imperial City exploded again.

"There is a big thing in 'Guozixue'! There are unknown students who have stimulated the spirit of Haoran, and even triggered the contention of a hundred schools!"

"How is it possible? Since the Haoran School Palace retreated, that Haoran Qi has not appeared for a thousand years! And the contention of a hundred schools of thought, this is something that has never happened before in the history of Great Xia! Who is it?"

"The point is that I can't find it! The aura of majesty comes and goes so quickly, and the hundred statues of scholars have not pointed out who it is. ”

"I heard that Emperor Qihuang rushed over as soon as possible and carefully checked each student, but no abnormalities were found. ”

"But when Emperor Qi arrived, there was still a student who had already handed in his papers and left 'Guozixue'!"

"Oh, who is it?"

"The Royal Student of Western Qin, Liu Wenzheng! The famous battle of Western Qin, the Battle of the Burning City in Hexi, was written by this person!"

"Could it be that this person activated the vision? Isn't it, could it be that he deliberately left early to let Emperor Qi notice him?"

"Hmph, you are the heart of a villain! But everything still depends on the judgment of the third queen's 'Guozixue'! If this Liu Wenzheng ranks first and activates the vision, he must be undoubted. ”

"That's not necessarily, it may also be that the students of Haoran Academy happened to pass by, or they were deliberately hidden among those students, and I don't know!"

"Brother, your imagination is so rich, why don't you write a book?"

"I@#%@......"

However, there are not more than three, only one later, "Guozixue" has determined that the first person in "poetry" is Xiqin Liu Wenzheng!

At this moment, Yingfu Su looked at Ah blankly

The dense crowd that emerged outside the palace was speechless in shock.

It's okay if those students who come here want to visit, but what's going on with those matchmakers?

Also, that Guozi Xue Taifu personally came to visit?

Also, those high-pitched eunuchs are said to have come from the palace?

But the person who caused this is still in retreat!

Ying Fusu was surprised and happy at the moment, but he cried without tears, no one believed what he said, which scholar in this world went home to retreat and practice after the exam?

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"Miss, this Liu Wenzheng, judging from the information of his life, is a member of the Liu clan in Jiuquan County, the land of Liangzhou in the Western Qin Dynasty. ”

"But our people in Xiqin have already spread the word back, the Liu clan in Jiuquan County, Liangzhou has long since declined, this Liu Wenzheng's parents died early, there is no reason for no relatives, there is no way to verify whether it is the ninth son. ”

Nangong Yao didn't seem to hear what the maid said, and only looked at the exam paper in her hand in a daze.

"The long smoke falls and the lonely city is closed...... The general's white-haired husband ...... tears"

"Thirty Meritorious Dust and Dust...... Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moon ......"

The more Nangong Yao looked at it, the more obsessed she became, and she repeatedly realized these two words, and suddenly her eyes turned red, and she burst into tears.

"What is the matter with you, miss?" exclaimed the little maid.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I feel the artistic conception of these two words, and it's hard to suppress it. The former song is sad and desolate, which makes people feel sad for the soldiers over there, and the latter song is fierce and fierce, it is really a sonorous man!"

"For many years in Great Xia, all that prevailed was extravagance, all the songs were children's style, and the poems were graceful and cheesy, delicate and weak. Only these two words, iron-clad and full of blood, this is the manly demeanor that I should have in Daxia!"

Nangong Yaoshen was excited: "Liu Wenzheng, Liu Wenzheng." You have already answered my question, not to mention your powerful calligraphy with iron and silver hooks, Miss Ben knows at a glance that it is you. At this time, it doesn't matter whether you are the ninth son or not. ”

"Let the word go, let everyone in the whole Yu capital know that Xiqin Liu Wenzheng has perfectly answered Miss Ben's question, and specially invited him to enjoy the 'Jianghua Moonlit Night' for one night!"