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Chapter 80 A little test of ones skills

Mr. Liu smiled and said: "It seems that it is a good way to test your knowledge. If you know it, you can do it, and if you don't, you can't."

Mr. Tang smiled and said: "Of course, this also requires luck. After all, the content of the Five Classics is complicated. If you need to be able to read them all and memorize them, I'm afraid there won't be many people in the world."

After Mr. Tang took a sip of tea, he continued: "Official Ming Jing Ke Tie Jing Kao has ten posts on the Five Classics, two posts on "The Classic of Filial Piety", eight posts on "The Analects of Confucius", and five posts on "Laozi", a total of twenty-five posts. Just fill in the

Six posts, you have passed the test."

Tantai Heqing was surprised when he heard this: "There are twenty-five posts, and you only need to fill in six to pass."

Mr. Tang smiled and said: "If Miss Tantai finds it easy, why don't you try it yourself."

Tantai Heqing smiled awkwardly: "This little girl can't even read the Spring and Autumn Period thoroughly, how dare she show her embarrassment."

Mr. Tang smiled and explained: "Miss Tantai, don't underestimate me. If you don't know, you won't be able to write a word."

As he said that, Du Ruquan had already started writing. It seemed that he had already answered one question, and then he fell into deep thinking. You have read some of the content. If you are not familiar with it, it will be a bit difficult to remember and write it down.

Mr. Tang smiled and said: "It is already very good if you can answer one question out of six questions. If you can answer two questions, according to this rough number, you have passed the Ming Jing Ke's Tie Jing test."

When Tantai Heqing saw that Du Ruquan seemed to have answered a question, he became a little anxious. He looked towards Xie Fu, but Xie Fu was motionless. Could it be that he couldn't answer or couldn't hold the pen at all?

If you couldn't hold a pen, you would have asked someone to write for you. Why did you refuse just now?

How could Mr. Xie not be able to answer the question? This kind of rigid assessment is as easy for him as drinking a bowl of water. He loves reading and has an amazing memory ability. Not to mention six questions, even twenty-five questions are not a problem.

Down.

He was thinking about how many answers he should give. If he answered too many questions, he was afraid that Mr. Tang, who was ranked first in the Ming Jing, would be frightened.

There were few answers, and he was afraid of losing to Du Ruquan, so he just wanted to wait until Du Ruquan answered almost the same. He knew what he was doing, and just answered one more question than the other person.

Seeing that the incense was about to burn out, Du Ruquan answered two questions. He really couldn't think of anything else. It was not a shame to answer two questions. He was a very good scholar.

Before he even started writing, Tantai He was so anxious that he was defeated as soon as he opened the door. How could he compete later?

Du Ruquan stopped writing, but Xie Fu moved.

The head moves!

He actually leaned over, took the brush in his mouth, and dipped it in ink.

Everyone was stunned to see this scene and this way of writing.

When everyone was curious and surprised, Xie Fu began to answer the questions on the paper with a pen in his mouth.

This is a skill that Xie Fu developed when he was painting. Because the idea of ​​the painting sometimes flashed through his mind, Xie Fu felt that painting with his hands was too slow, so he even used his mouth to draw the idea in his mind as quickly as possible.

Can you really write with your mouth? I'm afraid it's just scribbling. The two old gentlemen were curious and unexpectedly stood up and walked towards Xie Fu.

I saw that this word was actually written correctly, without any mistakes.

What surprised Mr. Tang, the person who asked the question, was that the accompanying student had already answered three questions.

As the saying goes, if you know, you know, if you don’t, you don’t know. Is this person just lucky, or is he really well-read?

Du Ruquan focused everyone's attention on Xie Fu. He felt very unhappy and disdainful. He was making irresponsible remarks and trying to please others. Suddenly he saw that the incense had been burned out and shouted: "It's time."

Xie Fu had already answered three questions. When he heard the words, he flicked his mouth and the brush flew to the pen curtain.

Obviously he has practiced, this is a juggling act.

"Okay." The servants and servants in the hall cheered loudly for Xie Fu.

"Thank you, Mr. Master, for being great!"

"Master Xie is so handsome!"

The beautiful maid in Tantai Mansion was full of excitement and did not hesitate to praise her.

Even Xia'er, who had always been reserved, blushed and quietly cheered for Xie Fu.

Xiaoqiu was even more exaggerated and took the lead in shouting slogans.

——Mr. Xie.

——Excellent in talent and appearance.

Xiaoqiu called out "Thank you, Master", and the servant girl behind her shouted that she was both talented and beautiful.

The little housekeeper's appeal is still very strong.

Du Ruquan's face looked ugly.

Mr. Tang leaned over and asked Fu Xie in a low voice: "If the time hadn't come, would you have been able to answer the next three questions?"

Xie Fu said with a smile: "How can it be possible? I only know the first three posts. I happened to have read them and remembered them."

Mr. Tang nodded, that should be the case, otherwise he would be inferior to him. The other party was just a companion, how could he be inferior to a reading companion.

Tantai Heqing knew that as soon as Xie Fu made a move, it would be the result, so he asked with a smile: "Mr. Tang, you are the one who asked the question. Please confirm the answers of both parties."

"Here, thank you... thank you, Master, for answering the three questions correctly."

Du Ruquan was surprised when he heard this and blurted out: "Three posts!" But he couldn't believe it and immediately walked towards Xie Fu to confirm it himself.

The handwriting was actually written correctly. After Mr. Tang confirmed it, it was obvious that there was no doubt about it. Du Ruquan was stunned. Am I not even as good as a bronze ding!

Du Ruquan was really unconvinced, pointed at Xie Fu and said, "You must be deceived."

Before Xie Fu could answer, Mr. Tang said on behalf of Xie Fu: "He may have better luck than you, but at least he must have read it and memorized it before he could answer the question."

Du Ruquan was speechless, like a defeated rooster.

Mr. Tang walked to Du Ruquan's writing desk and said comfortingly: "Young Master Du is also pretty good. He answered two questions correctly, which is slightly worse."

Tantai Heqing smiled and said, "The victory or defeat has been decided."

The servant girl immediately cheered, "Wow, Mr. Xie wins."

"As expected of Mr. Xie..."

Normally, if the servants and servants were noisy here, Tantai Heqing would have scolded him, but today was originally to promote Xie Fu, so he let them go.

When Du Ruquan saw all the servants in Tantai Mansion standing beside Fu Xie, he felt ashamed and wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl in.

He really couldn't afford to lose face and was unwilling to accept it. He pointed at Xie Fu and shouted: "I want to compare painting with you!"

Du Ruquan was once fortunate enough to be with a master painter and received guidance from him. Painting was his best skill, but this time he came up with his trump card.

Tantai Heqing's face turned cold when he heard this, feeling that Du Ruquan was really despicable and shameless, knowing that Xie Fu's hands were injured and could not hold a pen, yet he still made such a request.

Xie Fu just now has a miraculous skill in writing with a pen in his mouth. How can he paint with a pen in his mouth?

The two old gentlemen also felt that Du Ruquan's request was a bit too much, but today's competition is like an imperial examination. They don't care what your reasons are. Besides, both sides just said it was casual.

"mean--"

"Shameless——"

"shameless--"

The servants and servants whispered to each other, whispering contempt. Although they spoke very quietly, Du Ruquan could still faintly hear it.


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