After going around seven or eight times, the scholars followed the servant to a garden, and the servant pointed to an old man in a brocade robe and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is Qin Cao, the great butler of our Great General's Mansion. ”

Skinny, not tall.

looks more like an ordinary old farmer, that looks like the big butler of the Great General's Mansion with a lot of power?

"Innate early stage master. The light in Xiang Yang's eyes flashed.

Although the internal qi in Qin Cao's body was vague, it still couldn't escape Xiang Yang's perception.

Wisps of aura that were invisible to the naked eye were constantly burrowing into Qin Cao's body, blending with Qin Cao's internal qi.

Unlike monks who form mana, warriors choose to completely assimilate aura. Although it makes the internal qi more condensed, it can make the innate martial artist emit sword light, but it also loses most of the function of the aura.

Qin Cao raised his eyelids, glanced at everyone lightly, and said: "I won't say more if it's superfluous, you just need to remember one thing, this is the General's Mansion, not a place where anyone can go wild, so after I go in, I will abide by some rules, otherwise it is not impossible to lose my life." ”

After everyone nodded nervously, Qin Cao turned around and said, "Then follow me!"

The garden is big and there are a lot of flowers in it.

Birds and flowers, flowers and flowers.

After walking along the path in the garden for hundreds of meters, a pond appeared in front of everyone.

In the center of the pond, another pavilion was built.

With Xiang Yang's eye, you can clearly see a noble lady sitting in the gazebo, with two maids standing behind her, and incense burners, desserts, and fruits on the table.

"You wait. Qin Cao dropped a sentence and walked into the pavilion quickly.

After bowing his head and saying a few words to the noble lady, Qin Cao turned his head and beckoned to everyone, signaling that everyone could come over.

After everyone came to the pavilion and stood still, Qin Cao pointed to the noble lady and said, "This is Mrs. Lu, the first-class lady of our Great General's Mansion, why don't you come forward to meet you soon." ”

"Student meets Mrs. Lu!"

"Zhou Tao meets Mrs. Lu!"

"Wang Yi meets Mrs. Lu!"

The scholars hurriedly bowed and said, and Xiang Yang also paid homage with him.

"Get up!" Mrs. Lu's voice was very gentle, and it was not as condescending as other noble ladies.

"Although you all want to be the west seat of our Great General's Mansion, but after all, there is only one west seat, so I have to ask a question and choose the best one. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, Mrs. Lu pointed to the garden and said slowly: "This first question is based on the spring in the garden, no subject matter, no matter the order, you have to answer first." ”

For a while, all the scholars bowed their heads and thought hard, including Xiang Yang.

However, Xiang Yang is thinking hard about which one should be copied.

Although Xiang Yang inherited the literary style of his predecessor, he was okay to read and see, but it would be a bit blind to really write, so he could only choose to copy.

At this time, a young scholar's eyes lit up and he took the lead in saying, "There is." ”

"Feng Gongzi had inspiration so quickly, and he deserves to be one of the four great talents in the capital. A hint of appreciation flashed on Mrs. Lu's face, and she was a little curious: "Then ask Feng Gongzi to tell me your masterpiece, so that everyone can taste it." ”

"Yes, ma'am. The young scholar first bowed down to Mrs. Lu, and then stood up and said proudly: "There is a poem written below, called "Sigh Wan Garden", and I invite Mrs. Lu and all colleagues to taste it." ”

With that, the young scholar walked around.

"Riding the front camp base lock green moss, thousands of flowers new small pavilions. Furong was happy to see the Quartet, so she opened to the west wind overnight. Every time the young scholar takes a sentence, he reads a sentence, and after each sentence, the faces of the other scholars will turn white.

"Good, good, good!" Mrs. Lu said three times in a row, and praised: "Your poem uses the tenacious green moss to metaphorize the cavalry battalion of my Wei State to stick to the frontier, which can be said to be ambitious, coupled with beautiful words, it is really a rare good text, which is enough to be remembered by future generations." ”

"Thank you, Madame, for the compliment. The young scholar said with a happy face.

"You stand this side first. Mrs. Lu pointed to the left-hand side.

"Yes, ma'am. The young scholar replied loudly, first glancing proudly at the scholars, and then standing up.

With the young scholar's Zhuyu in front of her, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but look at the scholars with a little more expectation, and said, "Is there any other gentleman who has done a good job?"

"Madame, I'm done, too. A middle-aged scholar gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Oh, then read it and listen to it. Mrs. Lu became interested all of a sudden.

Pretending not to see the sarcasm in the eyes of the young scholar, the middle-aged scholar whispered: "The imperial capital is beautiful as soon as possible, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants." Clay sculpture flying swallows, water swimming mandarin ducks. ”

"This quatrain is also decent, you should also stand on the left!" Mrs. Lu commented.

"Thank you, ma'am. A hint of joy flashed on the middle-aged scholar's face, and he hurriedly stood next to the young scholar.

Seeing that two people in a row passed the first round of interviews, the other scholars couldn't help it anymore and stood up one after another.

Most of them are written poems, and only a few are written lyrics and songs.

Of course, there are few that can catch the eye, and most of them are plain limericks.

After half a burnt incense, it was finally Xiangyang's turn.

"Madam, I made a song "Pavilion Summer" below, and I hope that Mrs. and all colleagues will come to taste it. Xiang Yang first saluted Mrs. Lu, and then hugged his fists towards the scholars before he spoke: "The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the buildings are reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the shelves are full of roses. ”

"Huh!" Mrs. Lu, who was originally a little careless, sat up straight directly.

"What's your name?" asked Mrs. Lu.

"In the lower sun, from Youzhou. Xiang Yang hurriedly said.

Youzhou was the most remote state of Wei, more than 5,000 miles away from the imperial capital Pingyang City.

With the current means of communication, if you want to investigate the origin of Xiang Yang, you don't have to think about it for a few months.

And a few months is enough time to do a lot.

"It turns out that Mr. is from Youzhou, no wonder I haven't heard of your name. A hint of abruptness flashed on Mrs. Lu's face, and she praised: "You can use a similar painting technique to depict the shade of green trees, the reflection of the building, the water waves of the pond, and the shelves full of roses, forming a picture with bright colors and clear moods, which can be said to be too rare, especially the wonderful ...... used in the second sentence."

Listening to Mrs. Lu's gushing praise, Xiang Yang always had a calm face.

This poem was written by Gao Biao, a poet, a famous general, and a military strategist in the Tang Dynasty, how could it be bad?

"Don't be arrogant, okay, you also stand on the left. Mrs. Lu nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, ma'am. Ignoring the hostility of several people, Xiang Yang stood on his left hand side with his own eyes.

After another moment or so, the first round of testing was finally over.

Of the more than 40 scholars, only eight passed.

The elimination rate is not high.

Glancing at the eight scholars, including Xiang Yang, Mrs. Lu spoke: "The second question begins, the question is bold!"

Gall bladder?

What the heck?

Or is it still poetry?

Just when Xiang Yang's eight people looked confused and guessed, Qin Cao, who was standing on the side, suddenly took a step.

In an instant, Qin Cao's whole person's momentum changed, no longer thin, no longer short, like a mountain, like the sea, like the sky, like a substantial momentum pressed towards Xiangyang Baren.

This momentum came so suddenly and fiercely that the eight people of Xiangyang were covered in it without any preparation.