As soon as the young woman killer's words came out, dozens of pairs of eyes in the hall moved to Ye Mu and the others, and suddenly became quiet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the old men saw Ye Mu, their old faces were instantly ashamed, they turned red, and they hurriedly picked up their sleeves to block it.

But at this time, no one noticed their abnormality, and everyone's attention was on Ye Mu, who suddenly arrived

Those people had their own expressions, looking at Ye Mu and his party, there was some surprise in their eyes, and after a long while, after watching for a while, someone spoke.

"Miss Song Er, a certain ......"

The speakers were somewhat similar, and when they had finished speaking, they stood still, waiting for the others to speak again.

Song Yuzhi had never heard of the name, and they all responded with a smile, but their eyes were always on the young woman killer.

After a few glances, he recognized the man, his face became solemn, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said:

"I didn't expect everyone Zheng to come to Yangzhou to join in the fun, it's really fate. I don't know if Zheng is going to show literature or martial arts today, which makes Yuzhi curious. ”

That person was Zheng Shiru, who listened to Song Yuzhi's slightly playful words, did not answer, smiled loudly, took two steps forward, arched his hand at Song Shuang, and his eyes fell on Ye Mu and the others next to him.

"I don't know who these are?"

This was to ask Song Shuang and Song Yuzhi.

Song Shuang looked at Ye Mu with his spare eyes, and saw that Ye Mu didn't say much, just smiled lightly, Song Shuang's expression was slightly restrained, and then smiled at Zheng Shiru and said:

"When everyone Zheng passes the assessment, they will naturally know. ”

Song Shuang continued to stroke his beard after speaking, every time he met someone he didn't know, he seemed to be used to this posture, and he could always give people an excellent impression of hearty and heroic.

Zheng Shiru also laughed, roughly understood what Song Shuang meant, and then looked at the person in charge of the assessment in Zuixian Building, and said:

"Choose the essay test below, and please ask the questions to compare. ”

This room was originally built, the test is more used, at the bottom of the drunken fairy building, the area is very large, after entering from the outside gate, quietly turn around ten meters, is the door of this room, just staggered, so as not to let the two doors face each other.

After Ye Mu entered the door, the position was facing the desk of the staff of Zuixian Building, there were five desks, arranged in two rows, two small desks in the front row, three large desks in the back row, two people sitting in the front, and one desk for four people in the back.

There were fourteen people in total.

The desk is ordinary pine, the color is slightly yellow and red, but it looks ancient.

Those who were taking the exams were in front of the desk, and there were scattered tables for the examiners to sit and rest.

But the people who participated in the assessment today did not seem to be ready to give those tables and chairs a chance to play a role, and everyone stood in front of those tables and chairs and did not take their seats.

Outside the scattered tables and chairs, there is a large space, which is a stage for the participants to show their skills, with pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on one side of the stage, and a weapon rack on the other side, with a distance of more than ten meters in the middle.

In front of Ye Mu and the others, on the left is pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and on the right is a weapon.

Hearing Zheng Shiru's words, the academy teacher in charge of the assessment in Zuixian Building nodded, and then pointed to the four treasures of the study room on the left.

"Please"

Zheng Shiru's face was retracted, his head was slightly tilted upward, and he turned around and walked towards the table.

There were people who recognized Zheng Shiru who came to the assessment together, and called out at this time:

"He is Zheng Shiru, a madman from Henan. ”

Suddenly, the news blossomed in the crowd, and those who had heard of Zheng Shiru's name and had never met him sighed.

Such a famous figure stood with them, but it was a pity that none of them recognized it, which was really a bit laughable.

Ye Mu and the others walked to the empty tables and were about to take their seats, when they heard the sighs of the crowd.

"Zheng Shiru?"

Ye Mu couldn't help but glance at Zheng Shiru.

"This is Zheng Shiru. ”

I couldn't help but be stunned.

Not long ago, he deliberately asked Ba Fenghan to run to Henan and let Zheng Shuming chase after him, just to advance the meeting between the two, but what he didn't expect was that Zheng Shiru didn't stay in his hometown in Henan, he liked to run around, and now he was in Yangzhou.

I'm afraid that Ba Fenghan will have to run for nothing.

Ye Mu thought, his eyes moved slightly, and he motioned for everyone who came with him to sit down.

Everyone sat down and looked at Zheng Shiru.

"It makes sense that he is Zheng Shiru. Ye Mu thought that he felt that such a talent could make Zheng Shuming fall and give up her husband's revenge.

Zheng Shiru had already walked to the table with the four treasures of the study with his hands behind his back, and stood still, a literati spirit spontaneously emerged, just like an old poet, facing the river, and his heart was full of pride.

"Out of question" Zheng Shiru closed his eyes and said slowly.

The examiners of the Drunken Immortal Building were stunned by this formation, and after a while, they reacted, and the teacher of the academy cleared his throat, and then said in a deep voice:

"With the theme of the suffering of the people, poetry and songs can be used. ”

After speaking, he looked at Ye Mu, and his face showed some admiration.

Ye Mu and the others were quietly looking at Zheng Shiru, and they didn't know which academy teacher's thoughts, even if they knew, they wouldn't have any reaction.

The question has been given, so the next thing is for Zheng Shiru to answer.

The people who participated in the assessment together were a little excited, and they were also a little nervous and stared at Zheng Shiru tightly, with anticipation in their eyes, wanting to see the demeanor of this person who was very famous in the eyes of the scholars.

Hearing the question, Zheng Shiru was slightly stunned, his face with his eyes closed stiffened slightly, and his back was turned to everyone, so no one saw his expression.

The room was huge, and even with so many people here, it still seemed empty.

The light from outside shone in and fell on the paper, a stack of smooth white papyrus, which looked very bright and dazzling.

The ashamed old men looked at Zheng Shiru in surprise, unable to speak, even if they could speak, they would be too ashamed to speak.

Half of their fame comes from moral articles in their mouths, and one comes from their age, which is called virtuous and respectable if it is said well, and relied on the old and sells the old if it is not good.

Compared with Zheng Shiruyi, they don't have much confidence, and the other party is famous for their talents. They are not as famous as others, and when they are older, they can be set off even more pale.

Ye Mu didn't pay attention to them.

Zheng Shiru looked at the title and felt a little strange.

According to the tradition, the literati assessment is either poetry or articles, and there is no genre prescribed, and the official death has never been seen.

Song Valve's people have intersected with Zheng Shiru, and when they see Zheng Shiru's posture, they also have a feeling of expecting him to perform.

Zheng Shiru thought for a while, opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table in front of him, and the essence flashed.

The next moment, the hand was already holding the brush at some point.

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