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Chapter 486

The queen's words were gentle and elegant without losing her dignity, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but it was difficult to refute.

It was a kind of enjoyment to listen to the queen speak, and even Bai Song couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy when listening to her.

The many historical celebrities that Bai Song saw, whether they were emperors or the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion in the future, were not what Bai Song thought, and they were even more deviated from historical depictions.

This Queen Wende is the only example of a virtuous queen in history.

Bai Song had some suspicions before, but now he heard the other party say such words, and his voice was so boring that it completely matched what Bai Song was thinking.

Bai Song felt close to him, but Prince Li Chengqian seemed a little unhappy.

What he originally thought was to let Bai Song help him deal with the literati outside, and he didn't have to use his brain, just play on the side and win the applause of everyone. How pleasant would that be?

Now it's all right. With just one word from the Queen Mother, all the original preparations were in vain, and all the pressure fell on the Prince.

The prince was dissatisfied and looked back at his aunt. She shook her head helplessly, apparently not daring to make too much of a mistake in front of the queen.

Seeing his aunt, there was nothing he could do, so the prince had no choice but to say yes reluctantly.

Seeing this, Bai Song took the opportunity to present the exposition volume he had sent earlier for the Queen to read.

The Queen looked at it, nodded seriously, and then asked casually: "Your Majesty, if this question is asked of you, how would you answer it?"

Li Chengqian's head was as big as a bucket, he frowned and said, "My child can't..."

The queen was not angry after hearing this. She smiled and patted Li Chengqian on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter. I don't know how to answer this question. If you have any feelings about the next questions, you can try to answer them. No matter whether you are good or bad, your mother will reward you."

Li Chengqian responded, but he probably didn't feel anything about every question after that.

After asking Li Chengqian, the queen focused on Bai Song and asked with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Bai has the reputation of being the most talented man in the Tang Dynasty. I wonder what Mr. Bai thinks of the answers given by these people?"

"Back to the Queen, I haven't seen how many people have answered yet."

When the queen heard this, she was about to transfer the answer sheet back to Bai Song, hoping that Bai Song would try to comment on it.

But Bai Song took the lead and said: "It's okay not to read the discussion on this topic."

"How about not looking at it?" The queen was a little confused, "How do you explain it?"

Bai Song cupped his hands and replied: "On the matter of the Tang Dynasty's defeat of the Turks, if you praise our army's achievements, it is just falling into the vulgar trend and following what others say. There is no outstanding point of view. All it does is pile up rhetoric and use the gorgeousness of the article to cover up the emptiness of the argument.

Therefore, anyone who praises is inferior.

On the contrary, if we talk about the dangers of this matter, it means that the faults of the Tang army outweigh the merits, and they are telling lies with open eyes. In order to seek new ideas and attract people's attention, they do not hesitate to talk nonsense and refer to deer as horses. Such people are even worse.

People, no matter how brilliant their arguments are, are the lowest of the low.”

"Those who praise are inferior, and those who worry are also inferior. Isn't that how to be superior?"

"Exactly." Bai Song nodded, "Today's poetry meeting, everyone wants to express themselves in front of others, so they are vying to answer first. Anyone who speaks out and answers is either mediocre or a quick success person, and they are all out of date. The meaning of this question is,

The test of a scholar's character is to be able to be calm before doing anything and to see the true meaning behind everything. Only what His Highness the Prince said now is that he has seen the true meaning of this question and is already more proactive than the outside.

The scholar is much better, which shows that His Royal Highness is not a mediocre person."

After Bai Song finished speaking, everyone in the corridor looked around. The maids and eunuchs were all speechless. They said to themselves that Mr. Bai had such a powerful mouth. While he was unconventional and unconventional, he could also support the prince. He also silently comforted the queen. It was simply

He is a role model for our generation. The level of this palace battle is so high that no one here can match it.

The servants looked at each other, thinking that they should learn from each other, and that they were so good at flattering each other.

But these palace maids and eunuchs did not know the true meaning of this question. Just as Bai Song said, not answering is the correct answer.

After listening to this, the smile on the queen's face grew thicker. She knew clearly that this boy was taking the opportunity to curry favor, but it was embarrassing.

The queen nodded at Bai Song and shook her head helplessly: "You, you, you are really a mouth that specializes in making women happy. I have no chance to punish you harshly."

Bai Song was stunned and didn't quite understand, what was meant by a mouth that only coaxes women? How could the queen make such a comment?

At this time, another batch of handwritten manuscripts was passed in, saying that they would be reviewed by all the masters.

With what Bai Song said before, there is no need to read these answer sheets anymore. Anyone who answers verbally has left a bad impression on the East Palace.

There is no discussion inside the corridor outside in the courtyard.

There were three to four hundred people in the courtyard, and the scene was very lively. Today's poetry meeting was not an examination, and not everyone had a chance to speak, so everyone was scrambling to be the first, worried that they would not have a chance to perform.

The gentlemen sitting in the attic had solemn expressions. The more enthusiastic the students from their respective colleges were, the uglier their expressions became.

Only a few old men who were not employed in various colleges were chatting and laughing, watching the jokes of these juniors.

The ten colleges formed their own formations and sent out representatives to answer questions. There was no limit to the number of people.

There were more than ten people, and there were only two or three people. Only the fourteen people from Yongxing College did not move at all, and no one answered.

The students from the college next to me were bound to make a few mocking remarks, and they deliberately amplified their voices: "Yongxing College is known as the number one university in the Tang Dynasty. Why does this first question stump you? Why is no one answering? Is it because there is no Bai Song Dynasty?

, you young masters, don’t you have any real talent or learning?”

The fourteen people remained motionless and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Yongxing College had the fewest people and the smallest momentum. It was like a sesame seed in the gathering place.

Seeing Yongxing College, everyone did not dare to respond, and even more people laughed.

Almost all of them are students who were eliminated by Yongxing College, and they naturally harbor hatred for those who were admitted.

Watching them make a fool of themselves is more exciting than doing it themselves.

"Lu Yao, didn't you agree that the poem will meet the true chapter? Why did you act like a coward the first time?"

The student who met Feng Wenxuan last time arrived at the edge of Yongxing College. Thinking about the shame of the teahouse falling into the water, he finally found an opportunity to make fun of him and was very excited.

When Lu Yao heard this, he looked up and squeezed out two words: "Idiot..."

The man was furious after hearing this: "What did you say? The Poetry Club is such an elegant place, how dare you..."

"Everyone stop!" The host, Song Xing Song, finally couldn't stand it anymore and walked out of the attic to stop the question. "Let's stop the first question. Take a break and listen to the next question."

"Mr. Song, Yongxing College hasn't answered yet!" the man shouted, "Yongxing College is known as the number one academic institution in the Tang Dynasty. They are the elites of the literary world in the Tang Dynasty. We are all waiting to admire and learn from them!"

"That's right! As a representative of Datang students, if you don't answer the first question, how about..."

"That's enough!" Song Xing interrupted coldly, and the old man looked extremely ugly, "You mediocre people, don't make any noise. This question tests your character, and only those who don't answer can answer it correctly. You all keep talking, but

I don’t know that I have already lost from the beginning! No one from Yongxing College answered this question, but they have understood this question thoroughly. If we take the college as an example, Yongxing College wins the first question completely!"


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