Chapter 162: Poetry and Songs
It was only halfway through the afternoon, the summer cicadas were getting noisier and louder, Ye Xingyuan had no sweat on his forehead, and stood calmly at Wang Xuezheng's three steps. Wang Xuezheng raised his head slowly, looked at the sky, and then at Ye Xingyuan, his face expressionless.
The people next to him understood, and quickly took Ye Xingyuan's test paper and sent it to Wang Xuezheng. Wang Xuezheng stretched out his hand to unfold the paper and looked at it carefully.
He looked very slowly, did not speak during the period, and did not even change his complexion in the slightest. After reading it for the first time, I watched it carefully for the second time.
What does this mean? If Wang Xuezheng refuted it when he got the paper, Ye Xingyuan would be more acceptable, but his attitude was beyond Ye Xingyuan's expectations.
If Wang Xuezheng is not selfish and everything belongs to his own misunderstanding, then seeing Ye Xingyuan's article, he should not have such an attitude. Could it be that he is racking his brains to find the mistakes in the article? Ye Xingyuan looked at Wang Xuezheng's expression, but he couldn't see any clues.
The promotion officials know Wang Xuezheng's character better, and know that he has always planned and then acted, and he will not be untrustworthy, and he must find a safe angle before he speaks. So everyone waited patiently, but when Wang Xuezheng began to watch it for the third time, even they began to be surprised.
What is the situation of Ye Xingyuan's article? Is it because it is so good that Wang Xuezheng can't find a thorn? Or is it because of some other reason?
After reading it for the third time, Wang Xuezheng put the test paper on the table and ordered, "Keep the paper, you can retreat." ”
There is no evaluation, no comment, what kind of conclusion is "the volume left"? Is it for Ye Xingyuan to pass, or is it intended to be degraded? It is said that Wang Xuezheng has not read other people's papers, so he really can't make a conclusion on the spot, but since Ye Xingyuan submitted the paper in advance, it is legitimate to at least comment a few words.
Ye Xingyuan frowned slightly, his heart said that this was troublesome, he was already mentally prepared to tear up, but the other party was lightweight, which made him a little at a loss. The other party doesn't want to get into trouble. If so, what's the point of him handing in early?
Thinking of this, Ye Xingyuan hurriedly said: "The student asks the great master for guidance, and if there is any disagreement, the student can also redo it." ”
Wang Xuezheng glanced at him. said lightly: "No need, you go down and wait for news." ”
Does this mean that the article is well done, and there is no need to redo it, or does it not need to be pointed? Or is there no point in redoing it at all? Ye Xingyuan suddenly discovered that this scholar was the most slippery character he had ever met, and he did not praise or disparage every sentence. If you want to fight on the basis of reason, you can't fight for it.
Ye Xingyuan thought clearly when he came here, even if he was pitted, he would at least have to make some noise, so he said a little tragically: "The student asks for an interview with the great grandmaster." ”
Of course, this is not in accordance with the rules, and there may be such a situation in the unofficial county test government test in remote areas, but there are not many of them. In the provincial capital, the rules are strict, and the provincial test is a vague name, which is almost impossible.
But this so-called "scientific expedition". itself is a product of non-compliance, Ye Xingyuan is powerless to fight, but he always has to do his best, even if it is not in accordance with the rules, he has to try.
Wang Xuezheng didn't speak immediately, and waited for a while before he carefully said, "Your text is already here, what are you interviewing for?"
Ye Xingyuan said: "The students' poetry and songs will be full, and they will ask the master to come up with the interview." ”
Wang Xue's coup changed his face and said: "When today's Zi Zhong is an article, why do you need to talk about ancient recipes! You should only make a fuss with your heart, and learn from him what he does! Besides, this official has come here to discuss miscellaneous studies with you?
Look at you like this and not being pragmatic. The business is naturally deserted, and it is all careless and buoyant talk, which is unbearable. Left and right, get out!"
The promoters roared, but they didn't expect it to develop like this. Ye Xingyuan seemed to be unwilling to be killed quietly, so if he insisted on being involved, he would inevitably be a little humiliated.
What kind of temper is Wang Xuezheng? His old-fashioned temperament is not in keeping with the officials of the DPRK and China. Therefore, after staying in the Hanlin Academy for many years, he went to the Qing noble departments such as Guozijian and Yushitai, and finally moved to a provincial school administration.
He hated vanity the most in his life, he never participated in poetry singing and singing, and some people ridiculed him for his dry words, so he didn't dare to show ugliness. What poetry and songs did Ye Xingyuan talk to him, didn't it happen to poke at his sore spot?
The promotion officials watched the wolf-like messengers rushing up and grabbed Ye Xingyuan, and they couldn't help but shake their heads and feel sorry for him.
But at this moment, Ye Xingyuan showed a strange smile, and recited in his mouth: "The foolish woman will buy ministers lightly, and Yu will also quit his studies and enter Qin." Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person. ”
He didn't resist, so he followed the messengers on both sides all the way out of the examination room, and never looked back. Wang Xuezheng's face finally changed slightly, and he gently put a hand on Ye Xingyuan's curly surface. Poems and songs!
The officials were in an uproar again, and only then did they understand Ye Xingyuan's intentions. This kid is so scheming!
At the beginning, Ye Xingyuan said to Wang Xuezheng that he was asking for an interview for poetry and songs, which was not stupid, but a reminder. He was euphemistically trying to let Wang Xuezheng know that I was a dignified poet demon, and I once shocked a city with nine poems, as long as I am willing, I still have this ability.
It's a pity that Wang Xuezheng didn't pay attention to it, but instead drove Ye Xingyuan out in the most drastic way, which may also be a way for him to avoid it. But this gave an all-pervasive character like Ye Xingyuan a chance to fight back, he just made a poem, which was enough.
The last two lines of the poem will be passed on by word of mouth, and within a few days it will be spread throughout the city. Ye Xingyuan's talent can not be erased, and his name as a poet and demon is well deserved.
If he is really brushed down by the scientific examination this time, then people with a heart will definitely ask, why is a talent like Ye Xingyuan brushed down? There must be grievances among the people, and his strategy will not work, if he really has a level, then Wang Xuezheng's face will be a little uncontrollable.
If Wang Xuezheng had always been cold-faced and didn't praise or disparage, Ye Xingyuan would have no chance. He deliberately provoked Wang Xuezheng, the so-called interview probably didn't he thought about it at all, it was to provoke Wang Xuezheng and let him drive him out of the examination room, and then there was room for poetry this time!
This was designed by Ye Xingyuan at least from the beginning of handing in the papers, which means that he already knew Wang Xuezheng's temper, and at the same time, he was sure that he could make poems that could be spread all over Jiangzhou within a few days, so he dared to be so bold!
If he writes a poem and scolds him, he is afraid that he will leave a stench for 10,000 years! The officials were all afraid, and Wang Xuezheng couldn't help but tremble with anger, looked at the test paper in front of him, clenched his fists, and still didn't say a word after all.
Ye Xingyuan Shi Ran came out of the examination room and returned to the Raven Temple relaxed and happy. Even if he can't pass the scientific examination, he has to disgust Wang Xuezheng, not to mention that as soon as the sentence "How can my generation be a Penghao person" comes out, how can he get back some fame.
Under this premise, it is still unknown whether Wang Xuezheng can withstand the pressure and brush down his border guarding and persuading farmers. Ye Xingyuan has done his best anyway, and he has done everything he should do, but as for the result, he doesn't have to think about it, just wait patiently.
In a day or two, sure enough, Ye Xingyuan was expelled from the examination room by Wang Xuezheng, and the story of poetry and satire spread all over the streets and alleys. The foolish people didn't know the cause and effect, they only listened to the subtle verses, and they were all upset for Ye Xingyuan.
Someone said, "Xuetai has always been rigid, young people have no ambition, and they are not admitted to the Jinshi until they are old, so they are most unaccustomed to young people." Ye Xianggong is a well-known talent, and he is a young and vigorous talent, but this time he is afraid that he will hit the muzzle. ”
Another person who knows the inside story said, "Ye Xianggong is really a genius who we meet once in a hundred years in Dinghu, when he was young, he outwitted monsters and knew the county, and he became famous all over the world for his poems, but unfortunately he offended the provincial officialdom because of this incident, and this time he was not the one who wanted to be killed!"
"Talented people who can make such good poems, if they hate scientific research, where is there right and wrong?" The rookies knew that most of them were going to be dethroned, and they were dissatisfied, although they didn't dare to provoke trouble, but they also spread grievances in private, and opened their eyes for Ye Xingyuan.
Among the Xuezheng Yamen, Wang Xuezheng has all completed the papers, and Ye Xingyuan's file is still a single copy, listed aside. From any point of view, his policy is far more than the others, and there are more than 100 articles left, which are not even worthy of lifting his shoes.
If there is no selfish thought, no matter what Ye Xingyuan's identity is, this scientific expedition, he should be the first class, there is no doubt about it. Wang Xuezheng gently rubbed the handwriting on the scroll, and was speechless for a long time.
Wang Xuezheng first counted out the top ten or so from another stack of scrolls, lined them up one by one, smiled bitterly and held a red pen, and it turned out that he had not been missing for a long time. It wasn't until the outside world suddenly sounded and the frightened birds flew at night, seeing that it was already the third watch, that he gritted his teeth and put pen to paper, and clicked a little on the other dozen or so rolls.
And Ye Xingyuan's scroll was finally put aside by him. Outside the window, the fog was heavy, the stars and the moon were not light, only insects were crying and wailing, fluttering in the wind. (To be continued.) )