Chapter seven hundred and ninety-one do whatever you want
Liu Mingzhi took the whistle stick from Manager Zhou's hand and removed the silk cloth on it.
Although he didn't know what the abilities of these ten Ouchi guards were, he also understood that they were just so-called seal heads after passing three levels. Neither he nor the other party could embarrass each other too much.
Liu Mingzhi tucked the hem of his unicorn robe onto his belt, held the whistle stick and stood up, looking at the ten Ouchi masters opposite him and nodding: "Everyone, I'm offended!"
Manager Zhou tilted his head slightly and said to the ten imperial guards: "Ask the Marquis for some boxing and kicking skills!"
The ten imperial guards nodded slightly and immediately surrounded Young Master Liu.
Young Master Liu cautiously looked at the ten Ouchi guards who were forming a formation. He held the whistle stick tightly in his right hand and grabbed a handful of silver notes from the cloth pocket above his belt with his left hand and waved it at the ten Ouchi guards.
Wave.
The ten imperial guards looked at each other, looking at the two thousand taels of silver notes in Young Master Liu's hand.
One of the commanders winked at the other nine guards: "Come on!"
The ten Ouchi guards immediately formed a formation and attacked Young Master Liu with their fists and kicks.
Young Master Liu was slightly startled and immediately used his whistle stick to protect his chest. He did not expect that the ten Ouchi guards would take action as soon as he said so!
However, something happened that Mr. Liu never expected.
When the fists of the ten Ouchi guards were still about half a foot away from his body, they all flew backwards.
Then they fell to the ground and rolled twice, then stood up with their faces slightly pale.
Young Master Liu looked around blankly at the similarly astonished crowd of onlookers, wondering what the hell was going on.
You fell down before I even took action?
Is this young master’s magical power greatly enhanced or are you too vulnerable?
Under the leadership of the commander, the nine guards lined up in order and punched Liu Dashao: "Master Hou's great skills, brothers and I are ashamed!"
"Chengchengrang!"
The commander of the guards happily walked up to Young Master Liu and took out two fifty-tael silver notes from Young Master Liu's hand and stuffed them into his arms: "Brother, please enjoy the happiness of the Marquis!"
The remaining nine guards also consciously took away two silver notes from Mr. Liu's left hand, and they all said happy wedding.
Liu Mingzhi's mouth twitched as he looked at his empty left hand. No wonder Boss Ma could fight so many masters without getting hurt.
It turns out that if you have money, you can really do whatever you want.
The chief manager also did not expect such a dramatic result. He slapped his forehead and looked dumbfounded, taking out two banknotes from Mr. Liu's pocket and putting them away.
"The Marquis has the invincible courage to pass the first test!"
Liu Dashao's body was stiff and he was surrounded by a group of eunuchs and stopped at the archway where the prince entered the courtyard.
Behind Yan Rong and two other female officials, eight palace maids stood waiting in front of the arch and looked at Young Master Liu with a faint smile.
Among the three female officials, Yan Rong was dressed the most festively, no different from a married bride.
Seeing Young Master Liu being surrounded by people, Yan Rong blinked at Young Master Liu several times, and Young Master Liu nodded slightly in response.
"Master Hou, sisters Xiaguan, this is a literary test. Master Hou must compose a poem that satisfies the three of us sisters and the three doctors from the Imperial Academy behind us in order to pass the test!"
"Composing poems?"
"That's right, this is the Queen's will. As the leader of the Jiangnan Mansion, Jieyuan, the Lord is naturally talented in literature. The princess's ideal husband must at least be both civil and military. After passing the Wuguan, it is natural to reach the Wenguan!"
Young Master Liu felt helpless. Didn't ancient people have other pursuits besides writing poetry?
I am still an expert at writing poems, and now I can only copy one, but which one is better?
"Sisters, are there any rules?"
"Just feel free to do whatever you want. Poems about expressing feelings, lovesickness, and chanting about objects are all acceptable. They must be top-quality poems to pass the test!"
"Do you have to have high-quality poetry?"
"Of course, Mr. Hou, you only have one stick of incense. If you use more than one stick of incense, it may be an auspicious time. As the first person to interpret a poem from the Yuan Dynasty, I think it shouldn't be difficult for Mr. Hou!"
"You are satisfied with the top-grade poems that the three Imperial College doctors are satisfied with?"
Yan Rong winked at Young Master Liu playfully: "Master Hou, the Xiaguan sisters are easy to deal with, but the three Imperial Doctors are not easy to deal with. You have to use all your abilities to compose poems.
After all, the three doctors represent the highest status of the literati in the capital. It will be difficult to satisfy them. Lord Marquis, you have to work hard!"
Liu Mingzhi scratched his head and started pacing. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He really remembered a good poem. Although the reviews were mixed, most of them were very positive.
"I have it!"
Yan Rongyu pointed to the four treasures of the study that had been prepared long ago: "Master Marquis, please!"
Liu Mingzhi did not hesitate to pick up his pen and began to write.
The tide of the Spring River reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon rises together on the sea.
The twinkling waves follow thousands of miles, but there is no moonlight on the spring river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet.
Frost is flying in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible. There is no dust in the river and sky, and there is a lone moon in the bright sky.
Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When does the moon over the river shine on people for the first time? Life has been endless from generation to generation, and the moon over the river looks the same year after year.
I don’t know who the moon in the river is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the Qingfeng Pu is full of sorrow.
Whose family is in trouble tonight? Where can I miss the bright moon in the building? The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be reflected on the makeup mirror.
The jade curtain cannot be rolled away, and the brush on the anvil of clothes is smashed and returned. At this time, we look at each other and do not hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond. It is a pity that I did not return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is almost gone, the moon has set in the river pool and is tilting to the west again. The slanting moon is sinking and hiding the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road has infinite roads.
I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon, the falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love
"Please ask some sisters to give Mr. Doctor a review!"
Yan Rong and the other two looked at this article in amazement, "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", which was rated as the only one in the Tang Dynasty by someone: "If Mr. Hou is the number one scholar in the examination, he will definitely be the first."
"That's great. Please invite some sisters."
Young Master Liu looked at the sky and gave Yan Rong a wink. If he continued to make things difficult, he would really delay the good time.
Yan Rong seemed to have a good impression of Young Master Liu and did not continue to embarrass Liu Mingzhi.
He grabbed the poem Liu Dashao left on the rice paper: "What do the two sisters think of this Spring River Flower Moonlight Night? Doctors and gentlemen have no restrictions on genres. This is a poem written casually by our future prince-in-law."
The two female officials looked at each other and looked at Yan Rong: "Sister Rong, I asked the two sisters to listen to you. If you say there is no problem, then there will be no problem."
Yan Rong breathed a sigh of relief and cast a wink at Young Master Liu: "I think it's pretty good. In that case, I'll give it to the Imperial College doctors for examination!"
"I listen to my sister in everything.
Yan Rong held up the rice paper and nodded towards Young Master Liu: "My lord, please wait a moment. I will present it to the three doctors for review immediately. The results will be available within a quarter of an hour. This will definitely not delay the auspicious occasion of the lord marquis."
Young Master Liu took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket: "Thank you!"
The two female officers besides Yan Rong nodded happily: "The Marquis is really talented in literature."
Yan Rong and several palace ladies walked through the archway!
After a while, Yan Rong walked out with a bright smile and looked at Mr. Liu ambiguously!