"Master Yuan is thoughtful! Previously, I was curious as to why such a person could be selected. It turns out... Master Yuan has known about it for a long time?" At this moment, Lu Shenyan finally felt a touch of respect in his heart.
You know, although he sees the problem thoroughly, it is rare to see a woman like Yuan Surong in this court who can still take the overall situation into consideration.
"Master Yuan, there is no need to worry!"
On the side, Xie Xiuyuan also smiled and said, "Your Majesty has already planned to open a women's school and merge it with Taixue next year after settling down! By then, if women can read and write, a prosperous situation in which men and women will work together to serve the country and the people may not be impossible. Will appear!"
Only then did Yuan Surong smile.
A few people chatted for a while, and students handed in their papers one after another.
The questions on the signs are all numbered, and of course there are some unlucky ones who don't get the sign at all.
What's more, people like Shao Tong were overconfident in their literary talent and didn't even pick up the signs with test questions on them, making it clear that they wanted to rely on their own literary talent to win.
On the side, Qian Yu and Jiang Tang were now responsible for collecting papers, while several judges began to review and approve their own articles.
An hour passed by in a flash, and all the nearly 100 students who were selected had already submitted their answer sheets.
Among them were those who wrote poems, some who chose exam questions, and some who were all-rounders who chose both. The answer sheets they submitted were also very good.
A sound of "The Emperor and the Queen have arrived" broke the surrounding noise, and everyone looked towards the entrance of Lingyan Pavilion. There, a low-key and luxurious carriage, the Emperor and the Queen were coming hand in hand. Both of them were dressed in regular clothes. , but the aura exuding from his whole body is calm and intimidating.
"See you, Your Majesty! Long live my Emperor! Long live your Majesty! Thousands of years live your Majesty!"
"Pingshen!"
Xia Lishuang waved her hand casually and took Wen Ranran directly to the main stage. On the stage, Qian Yu hurriedly added two seats.
Yuan Zurong and Xie Xiuyuan also became obviously nervous.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Yuan Jurong stood up and bowed.
"No gifts!" Wen Ranran smiled, "We were just curious and came over to take a look... It looks like it went well!"
Yuan Zurong smiled, with a hint of relief in her tone.
"Indeed, there are many talented people in Beijing! Many of the answers are on point!"
Xia Lishuang smiled and looked at Lu Shenyan.
"I wonder how Mr. Lu's poems are reviewed?"
Lu Shenyan smiled slightly, with a rare hint of sly malice flashing between his brows, but his aura was still Zhou Zheng and even domineering.
"I'm ready!"
"Remember! No need to save face!" Wen Ranran smiled, showing her white teeth, "Please start your performance!"
Lu Shenyan was stunned for a moment, as the two people's eyes collided, and there was quite a tacit understanding.
"I understand!"
Lu Shenyan was holding the imperial chair and looking at all the poems and manuscripts in his hands with high spirits. Your Majesty and the Queen were not nervous in front of him and just picked up a copy of the poems.
"Li Changyun!"
"The grassroots are here!"
Lu Shenyan waved his sleeves and started his performance directly.
"The pattern of writing poetry is a bit narrow! If you are an official just to honor your ancestors, what else are you doing? Officials serve the country and the people. You have the meaning of cultivating yourself and harmonizing your family. How about governing the country and bringing peace to the world?"
The face of the young man in a gray gown whose name was called changed instantly. He listened to Lu Shenyan's words blankly, in disbelief.
In front of so many people, his poems were criticized as worthless. The young man instantly turned pale and looked at Lu Shenyan blankly.
Lu Shenyan added, "But...it's still true to express one's feelings!"
These words made the man named Li Changyun look a little better, but he still couldn't get over the previous blow.
"Grade it as a B grade!" Lu Shenyan smiled slightly and handed Li Changyun's manuscript directly to Jiang Tang.
"Next...Yan Wen! The words are very clever, the rhetoric is subtle and gentle...but it's hard to be timid! Yishang!"
"Next, Du Huai! The wording is a little ugly, but the word is very majestic, but it will only punish the brave man, which is wrong! Your Majesty!"