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In the test poems, I often use "Fu De" to preface the title, so it is also called "Fu De De". The poem "The Grass on the Li Li Yuan" in my memory is one of the best. Its composition is rigorous, its words are natural, but it is full of philosophy, and it can be called a masterpiece of this subject. The great poet who was jokingly said that "it is not easy to live in Chang'an" wrote this poem at the age of sixteen. It was really amazing.

Sitting in the examination room, Chen Sanlang was full of thoughts, but he became distracted. After a while, he smiled and began to grind the ink.

Although the four treasures of the study distributed in the examination room are not considered high-quality products, the quality is quite excellent. For scholars from poor families, such writing is already considered a good thing.

While grinding ink, thinking, and when the ink is done, my mind is brewing almost the same. I immediately took a piece of paper, dipped the pen in ink, and started writing.

As the form of poetry for the imperial examination, five-character and eight-rhyme poems pay the most attention to rhyme. The content needs to be well-founded by the classics and history, and cannot be based on the nature. This kind of propositional work must be written correctly and well, which is very difficult. You must think repeatedly and ponder each word.

This way of writing is quite depleting and time-consuming. Not only do you want to write poems, but you can write three titles and four chapters of the classics.

Therefore, the eight test questions, which took three days, seem to be too long, but in fact they are very tight and cannot be relaxed at all.

This is a provincial examination, which is held every three years. Any detail flaw may turn three years of hard work into wasted time, and we have to start over again.

Time passed quietly, after lunch, I had lunch. I took a break and continued to think about it. It took about another more than an hour to finally complete this five-character and eight-rhyme poem, and then read it carefully from beginning to end. There was no problem, and I couldn't help but sigh.

But soon, Chen Sanlang began to devote himself to the title of the Four Books again.

“It’s time to eat.”

Suddenly, the voice of the director of the examination hall came from outside, and it turned out that it was almost evening.

Time flies so fast.

Chen Sanlang stretched out his waist, feeling his hands and feet numb, and a feeling of fatigue surged into his heart.

When the sun sets, the light in the test chamber begins to become dim and you need to hold the lights. If the candidates want to work at night, the test room will provide lights, but this method will do more harm than good. It is better to rest early and get up early tomorrow.

At this time, a drizzle suddenly came from outside, and a cool breeze blew into the small window, feeling the chill.

August is coming, and autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn are coming.

Chen Sanlang picked up a distributed quilt and covered his body. He lay down and fell asleep slowly.

That night, the drizzling autumn rain swept across Yangzhou.

...

Thousands of miles away, the vast waves are vast, but there is no rain here.

On the bank of the lake, an ancient building rises from the ground, facing west and east. It is magnificent and solemn. It uses hard granite as the base, and the main body of the ancient building is pure wood structure, with flying eaves, brackets, three layers and four pillars, making it look extremely majestic.

Dongting is in the water, Yueyang is in the stairs.

The lake is Dongting Lake, and the tower is Yueyang Tower.

In August, the reeds covered by Dongting Lake all bloomed, looking white and covered with snow, which looked very beautiful.

"This building and this lake really do not disappoint the world's reputation."

On the top floor of Yueyang Tower, Yuan Geshu, who was dressed in casual clothes but was elegant and rich, looked out from afar and sighed.

Beside him was Taoist Zhengyang, and behind him were eighteen personal guards, all of whom had changed into casual clothes, wearing soft armor, and wrapped weapons with cloth. They all had sharp eyes and were vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Dongting Lake is the largest lake in the Xiayu Dynasty, known as "Eight Thousand Miles". It was also known as "Yunmengze" in ancient times. Its territory is vast and bounded with four major prefectures and counties such as Zhongzhou, Yangzhou, Yongzhou, and Mingzhou. It has formed a place. It has been under the jurisdiction of Longjun since ancient times, and its status is unique.

It is said that in the center of the lake, there is a mysterious place called "Dragon City", which is where the Dragon Lord lives. For thousands of years, legends about the Dragon Lord have emerged one after another. The most talked about the subject is that a talented scholar who got the favor of the Dragon Girl by chance, became the Dragon Lord's son-in-law, and truly became the Dragon Lord's son-in-law. From then on, he stayed with the Dragon Girl and was extraordinary and envied others...

However, monks who really know some of the inside stories all sneer at this rumor: It is true that Dragon Lord has a girl, but she is as precious as treasures and raised in the Dragon City. After a hundred years of spring and autumn, how could he fall in love with ordinary people?

Those rumors are just wishful fantasies of people in the secular world.

Due to the unique area of ​​Dongting Lake, even though Yuan Geshu was the son of the governor of Yangzhou, he did not dare to act high-profile when he came here.

After sighing, he turned around and asked Taoist Master Zhengyang: "Father Dao, there is still some time before September, how should we do it?"

Taoist Zhengyang looked puzzled and sighed: "I thought that when I arrived at Dongting Lake, I could tell the fortunes and make divination, but I didn't expect that the atmosphere here was dark and extremely obscure. It seemed that it was influenced by the momentum of the Dragon Lord, and the energy was chaotic, and it became even more difficult to calculate and speculate."

As he said that, he couldn't help but cough.

Brother Yuan said in a gentle voice: "Dao Father doesn't have to force him, his health is important."

Taoist Master Zhengyang looked firm: "Young Master, this opportunity is once a lifetime and is of great importance. You must not miss it. I have been searching for more than ten years to calculate it. In any case, how can this lifelong hard work be wasted?"

Yuan Geshu was moved by it: "What should I do?"

Taoist Zhengyang thought for a while and said, "First, walk more and know more people. Dongting Lake hides dragons and tigers. This period will inevitably be a gathering of wind and clouds. If you have the opportunity, you will be able to recruit extraordinary people. Second, I think that one of the two seeds planted in the previous plant has taken root and sprouted, blossomed and bear fruit, and you can pick the fruit. If the young master absorbs his luck, he will definitely be lucky and the chance of getting the opportunity will increase greatly."

Brother Yuan was stunned: "Will it be too early to do something now? And he can do things, be loyal and diligent, and it will be ruined like this, which is a pity."

Taoist Master Zhengyang sneered: "A general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone. Young master, those who do great things must sacrifice. This is inevitable. You are still indecisive, how can you achieve success?"

Yuan Geshu sighed: "Since that's the case, let Daofu do it. But that backlash is extraordinary, you have to take care of it."

Taoist Master Zhengyang said calmly: "Young Master, don't worry, as long as you achieve great achievements, I can attain the position of a true person. The deity of the gods is just around the corner. How could I be afraid of those backlashes?"

Yuan Geshu nodded.

It is not suitable to use the secret technique on the shore of Dongting Lake. Master Zhengyang used his unique escape technique and came five hundred miles away to choose a mountain.

This mountain is unknown. There are many maple trees on the mountain. Autumn is here, and the maple leaves turn red, and the autumn is awesome.

The Taoist priest climbed the mountain, placed bills on the clearings at the peak, displayed various items, and made a method immediately.

It was night, the wind was dark and the stars were high, and the moon was gone. Look at the weather in the sky, it was mostly going to rain.

Zhengyang stepped on the seven-star steps, holding a peach wood sword in his hand, muttering something. After a complicated ceremony, he finally reached the final step. He opened his eyes wide, held up the peach wood sword, and slashed it with a sword.

Click!

A human-shaped puppet on the bill was split in half. After the thing made of wood was split, a stream of red blood flowed out of it, which was shocking.

After raising pigs for a thousand days, it is finally time to be fat.

Crack!

A silver snake suddenly flashed across the night sky, and a thunder sounded.

Shocked by the thunder, Taoist Master Zhengyang looked pale and almost vomited a mouthful of blood. He held back and swallowed it in, murmured: "Three seeds and three pigs, the first one has been killed today to plunder resources. However, Chen Daoyuan has some variables and is too fatter..."

...

The wind and rain enveloped Yangzhou City, wet and the air was filled with chill.

Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn is a bad season.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

In Du Mansion, there are still bright lights in the study. Under the lights, Du Yinyan, a scholar in Yangzhou, was wearing a cotton robe and reviewing the document.

During the provincial examination, he was busy with academic affairs as a state government official. He also participated in the outer curtain organization of the curtain department, assisting the chief and deputy examiners sent by the court to inspect and supervise the examination room.

Du Yinyan pointed to the brush and circled a scroll.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain came. He screamed, crackled, and fell backwards, unconscious.

The sound alarmed the maid who was waiting outside. When he pushed the door open, he looked in, he was shocked and hurriedly called for his wife.

The master fainted, and the entire Du Mansion was alarmed. Someone went to invite the doctor and some went to get the medicine.

About half an hour later, after receiving acupuncture and taking medicine, Du Yinyan woke up slowly, feeling only heavy head and light feet, and his whole body was drowsy.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

His wife and several concubines were crying and worried.

Du Yinyan opened his mouth but couldn't speak. His mouth was a little crooked and saliva couldn't stop flowing out.

The doctor who was diagnosed and treated shook his head, signaled his wife to go outside, and sighed, "Madam, Lord Du is invaded by external evil and has a stroke."

Stroke?

The lady's head was dizzy and she almost couldn't stand steadily.

With this evil disease, why can Du Yinyan continue to be a school-government school? But why did he get this disease for no reason? He was proud of his career, but the sky was rising, but the matter was empty when it came to an end.

The Du Mansion cried suddenly.

In the examination room of the examination room of the examination room, Chen Sanlang suddenly felt a bone-to-heart chill, woke up, opened his eyes wide, and saw that the examination room was gloomy and the night was late.

Although the quilt covered with it is a little thin, it will never feel so cold. It does not come from the climate, but from the heart, and it seems to be irresistible - the Sword of the Evil Sword stayed in the inn.

Why did this chill come about?

Chen Sanlang thought a lot and slowly guessed the answer, his eyes became cold. At this time, he was sleepy, so he simply lay down halfway, closed his eyes to rest, visualized the "Haoran Silk Book", and slowly drove away the inexplicable chill.

Listening to the sound of wind and rain outside the window, I sighed in a low voice: "A leaf falls to see the depth of autumn, and the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn are so bad..."
Chapter completed!