If he were an ordinary young man, facing the gaze of the most powerful people in the world, he would definitely panic.
But Zhou Chen was different. He was not panicked at all, his face was calm and his demeanor was natural.
"Then the student has the audacity to do tricks in front of His Majesty and other princes."
Zhao Zhen, the official on the high seat, had a smile on his face and a kind face. He didn't mean to embarrass Zhou Chen, but he really wanted to take the exam.
As the son of a distinguished noble, Zhou Chen had already caused quite a stir in Tokyo, and he had heard about it, and even came to read Zhou Chen's answer sheet.
I have to say that Zhou Chen's articles were very well written. Even if he was put into the examination, he would still be in the top few. He is a talented person with the qualifications to be number one.
There was a talented man among the nobles who was famous all over the world. As an official, he was naturally curious and felt that since Zhou Chen could write such good articles and policies, his poems would definitely not be bad, so after confirming that Zhou Chen would also come to attend the palace banquet,
I specially made this exam for the school entrance examination.
The civil and military officials on both sides of the hall were all looking at Zhou Chen. At this moment, he seemed to have become the focus of the Jiying Hall.
As Zhou Chen's father, Zhou Yexiong was already sweating on his forehead. In fact, it was the palace's order that he brought Zhou Chen here today, but he never expected that the official family would actually let Zhou Chen compose poems at the banquet.
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Although he is a rough guy, he also knows that writing poems and lyrics is not an easy task, especially in front of the official family and civil and military officials.
If you make His Majesty dissatisfied, it will be bad for Zhou Chen in the future.
I felt annoyed that I had not thought well. If I had known earlier, I would have made some preparations. After all, Saburo was still young and his on-the-spot experience would definitely not be enough.
But now that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, he had no way to stop it and could only pray secretly in his heart.
Zhou Chen stood gracefully and did not show any panic. Apart from anything else, he still had a lot of background in this area.
Thinking that this is the Song Dynasty, it is the time when lyrics are most popular, so it is better to write lyrics than poems.
So he was thinking about which one to choose.
The officials and civil and military officials were not surprised to see Zhou Chen meditating. Composing poems and lyrics was not a simple matter. The previous ministers had thought for a long time before they composed their poems. There were not many Cao Zhi in the world who could write a poem in seven steps.
Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, finally selected a song, and said, "Your Majesty, the student has already decided on it."
The official encouraged: "Okay, let's get started."
Zhou Chen didn't waste any more time, and his words were settled.
"One year, all the lotus flowers are dripping. The green well is sweet and crispy, and the cold wine is cold. The cold weather in the morning is still deceptive, but the slender spring comes first to the willows."
"The beautiful woman advises you to live a long life. The cypress leaves and pepper flowers are fragrant on the green sleeves. Deep in the drunken countryside, we rarely know each other, and we only stay with Dongjun."
This is a poem written by Mao Pang of the Northern Song Dynasty. However, at this time, Mao Pang was not born yet, so Zhou Chen took it and used it without any problem.
When Zhou Chen finished speaking, the Jiying Hall became even quieter. Especially the civil servants looked at Zhou Chen in shock. They didn't expect that Zhou Chen actually did it, and he did it very well.
The official murmured to himself, repeating Zhou Chen's words just now, and suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, okay, okay."
His praise was like turning on a switch. The first thing to be shaken was the general's side. A group of people clapped their legs and cheered. The sound was so loud that the ears of the civilian officials on the opposite side were buzzing.
The military generals are very excited, especially because they have just listened to you sour scholars reciting poems and lyrics, and they have already been angry. Now Zhou Chen, as the son of a distinguished noble, has composed a poem that even the officials praised.
, when should we not boo at this time? When should we boo?
The civil servants looked at each other, but they had to admit that Zhou Chen's poem was well done. The most important thing was that Zhou Chen only used a short time. This quick wit and talent did not look like a noble person.
It's just that we literati are pure and clear.
The official smiled and asked: "Zhou Lang, what is the name of this word?"
"Back to Your Majesty, it's the first day of the Spring Festival in Yulou, the year of Renchen."
"Okay, this word fits the situation and should be appreciated!"
The officials praised Zhou Chen greatly and asked to reward Zhou Chen.
Naturally, the civil and military officials present would not have any objections. In their eyes, Zhou Chen was still just a child. Being able to make such words and make the officials happy should indeed be rewarded.
The generals also congratulated Zhou Yexiong. Zhou Yexiong's face was full of joy at this time, but his mouth was humble. His eyes glanced at Zhou Chen, full of surprise.
Although he knew about Zhou Chen's high school Jieyuan, he was not as shocked as Long Yan Dayue by writing lyrics in front of the temple today.
He suddenly and inexplicably thought that if Saburo was so talented and learned, would it really be a waste of his talent to let him go to the frontier to join the army?
This was the first time he had doubts about his decision.
Zhou Chen was not prepared to end it like this. He was originally joining in the fun today, but the officials took the initiative to ask him to write poems and compose poems, making him famous in front of the civil and military officials. Regardless of whether it was good or bad, he felt that since he had already
The limelight, then we might as well make the limelight even greater.
As the saying goes, you have to become famous early, and today the palace hall is the best opportunity.
"Thank you for your Majesty's gift. I have the honor to see the Holy Face today, and I have infinite admiration in my heart. Today, the world is peaceful, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the rivers and seas are flowing. It is all thanks to His Majesty's decree. The wealth and fame that I have today are all thanks to His Majesty's gift. Student
I don’t know how to repay His Majesty, so I can only offer my sincerity as a student, willing to celebrate the Spring Festival with sword dance, calligraphy and painting to repay His Majesty’s love.”
As soon as these words came out, Jiying Hall fell into silence again. Everyone looked at Zhou Chen with strange eyes, and many people felt their hairs tremble all over their bodies.
Needless to say, the generals were all shocked by Zhou Chen's smooth flattery, while the civil servants looked unkind. How could the third son of Zhongjing Marquis, a vulgar noble man, be so flattering?
, so silky smooth and flowing.
Symptom!!!
Zhou Yexiong was also shocked by Zhou Chen's actions. Before he came, he had ordered Zhou Chen to keep a low profile and avoid the limelight. His lyrics just now were fine, it was an official order, but now Zhou Chen took the initiative to flatter him and said:
So many, is this really the proud Saburo who dares to argue with him?
"Hahaha…………"
The official didn't know what other people were feeling, but he himself was really happy at the moment, and his heart was extremely happy.
As an emperor, he is usually praised a lot, but Zhou Chen is different from others. Zhou Chen is just a teenager, and it is his first time to see the emperor in the palace, but he praises him so much, which makes him feel so...
Unlike other people's praise, this is Zhou Chen's sincere gratitude.
"Zhou Qing, your Sanlang is really a boy at heart, he is frank and cute, and he has the potential to be a public speaker."
"Your Majesty praised me highly, but I and my son were frightened."
Zhou Yexiong broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. Although the officials praised him, he was frightened by Zhou Chen. This was too brave. Although the officials were kind, what if he offended Sheng Yan?
The official looked at Zhou Chen with great interest: "Zhou Zhoulang, you just said that you would celebrate the Spring Festival with my sword dance and calligraphy and painting for me. What, you want to perform sword dance and calligraphy and painting for me in this hall?"
He was very satisfied with Zhou Chen's praise for him, but he didn't pay much attention to sword dancing, calligraphy and painting. After all, Zhou Chen was just a boy. Even if he could dance sword, he would be so amazing. As for calligraphy and painting, let alone
Well, without decades of experience, you won’t have much attainment at all.
But Zhou Chen replied sonorously and forcefully: "I am willing to perform my skills for His Majesty."
The official was suddenly startled. Could it be that such a confident look was really not a sign of humility?
"Okay, since you are so confident, then I will give you this opportunity and someone will come and give you the sword."
Suddenly an official in scarlet robes stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I think it's inappropriate. This is the main hall of the royal palace and it is not appropriate to wield a sword."
But the official waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, today is not a court meeting. There can be music and dance, and of course sword dance."
An internal official walked into the hall holding a wooden box containing a sword. Zhou Chen did not flinch, and immediately walked to the center of the hall and took out the sword from the opened wooden box.
After taking a closer look, he saw that the sword was a good sword, but it was just unopened. However, this was normal. After all, it was impossible for an official to give him a sharp sword in person.
After Zhou Chen took the sword, he was the only one left in the middle of the hall, and everyone's eyes fell on him.
After what happened just now, no one dares to look down on Zhou Chen anymore. After all, Zhou Chen comes from a noble family and is a member of the Zhongjing Marquis Mansion who has made many military exploits. Being able to dance with a sword is definitely more normal than being able to write poems.
It's just that no one knows how far Zhou Chen can do it, so that he dares to actively perform his skills in front of officials.
Zhou Chen has spent decades resting in martial arts in multiple worlds, among which sword skills are his best. Whether used to kill people or perform, they are all unique skills.
After everyone noticed that Zhou Chen held the sword in his hand, his temperament changed in vain. Before they could marvel, Zhou Chen had already moved.
"Whoosh!"
The simple stabbing sword performed by Zhou Chen turned out to have a different kind of grace. Everyone, including the officials, widened their eyes and looked at Zhou Chen who had already begun to dance with the sword.
In an instant, the only sound left in Jiying Hall was the sound of Zhou Chen dancing his sword, and everyone was reluctant to close their eyes with his dazzling sword skills.
As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, this is originally used to describe the woman's light figure, but no one would find it inappropriate to describe Zhou Chen's sword dance at this moment.
Zhou Chen drew his sword faster and faster, and his body dance became more and more urgent. For a moment, it was like the shadow of swords all over the sky enveloped the hall.
The literati looked at it and thought it was dazzling and wonderful, but the generals' eyes widened. They were all skilled in martial arts, so they could naturally see the difficulty of Zhou Chen's sword dance. The sword Zhou Chen displayed
To be continued...