When many examiners around him saw that the examiner was so excited, they felt confused and stood up and leaned over.
After seeing the poem on the scroll, I was also shocked.
"It's just a seven-character poem, but every line is written vividly and vividly. It's so good."
"Why do I always feel a little familiar with this person's handwriting?"
"If I remember correctly, this signature should belong to Xu Hanliang, who is ranked first in Italian League One!"
Finally, an official recognized this trace.
"What, Xu Hanliang? You couldn't have read the handwriting wrong, right?"
"It should be true. After all, Xu Hanliang has long been famous for his talent in the Nine Academy Poetry Society."
"This poem will definitely rank first on the list. You don't even need to read the other test papers."
After recognizing Xu Hanliang's identity, many examiners immediately started talking.
"This poem is equally excellent."
Song Mingyuan picked up the song "Broken Formation" next to him and started reading it in front of everyone.
Although they were all civil servants, they also felt turbulent under this breakup.
After Xu Hanliang's adaptation, the meaning of this poem has been completely different.
The original helplessness of lamenting the premature birth of Hua Fa turned into a yearning for a military career and an ambition to make contributions to the country.
There are many allusions in the article, which made many examiners marvel at the exquisiteness of Xu Hanliang's poem.
"If I remember correctly, it seems that Xu Hanliang came out of the examination room a quarter of an hour after he entered it."
One examiner's words made many examiners silent at the same time.
If they were asked to write this single word of poem, it would be difficult for them to write even a single poem.
It only took Xu Hanliang a quarter of an hour to write two poems that can be described as handed down from generation to generation.
Voices of exclamation could be heard throughout the entire marking scene.
Many examiners even put down the test papers they were reviewing and began to admire these two poems, marveling at them.
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"Is this written by Xu Hanliang?"
Fan Lao looked at the poem written in his hand and his eyes widened.
"That's right. Who is this Xu Hanliang? Students have now begun to look forward to his strategies and what's going on."
Song Mingyuan nodded and smiled bitterly.
I even felt a little excited in my heart.
Now, as the examiner of Xu Hanliang's subject, I can be regarded as Xu Hanliang's teacher.
With this kind of literary talent, if his policy analysis is good, it is definitely possible to become a Jinshi in high school in the future.
It is even possible to attack these two Zhejiang roads. Since the establishment of the Song Dynasty, there has only been one champion!
If you can become the number one master, it will be an honor to your family.
"Actually, I'm quite worried about his strategy."
When Mr. Fan heard this, he frowned.
"Teacher, what do you mean by this?"
Song Mingyuan was a little confused.
"Xu Hanliang may have profound insights in policy theory, but I worry that he is too extreme."
Mr. Fan thought for a few seconds and then said.
Song Mingyuan was a little unconcerned: "Extreme? Don't worry, mentor. Young people are young and frivolous. There is nothing wrong with being a little extreme."
When Mr. Fan heard this, he nodded secretly and said nothing.
"I really like this song Po Zhenzi. If I hadn't known that he had been in Changshu since he was born, I would have suspected that he had experience as a frontier soldier."
Mr. Han smiled faintly, stroked his beard and said in appreciation.
"Perhaps even if it were presented to the emperor, he would be amazed by such a masterpiece."
Song Mingyuan said with a smile.
Today's Holy Emperor likes poetry. If he can be favored by His Majesty, he will definitely be able to rise to prominence in the future.
Mr. Fan seemed to have thought of something and quickly stopped him: "That's not necessary. Please suppress these two poems for now and don't spread them too much."
Song Mingyuan was slightly startled, but since it was his mentor's wish, he naturally obeyed.
"Going to the poor blue and falling into the underworld, modifying the book of life and death, and snatching the Dragon King's Dinghai needle, how brave is that?"
"This monkey became Bi Ma Wen? The Jade Emperor is a little too discerning and unwise."
Li Zhongwen was flipping through the manuscript in his hand while complaining about the content of the book.
I was reading with great enthusiasm, but who would have thought that the article would come to an abrupt end.
He quickly ran to Xu Hanliang who was resting on the bed: "Brother Ziyou, what's next?"
"For now, I'll just write these four chapters. I'll write the rest depending on my mood."
Xu Hanliang yawned and estimated that the time had already reached midnight.
"How good is this? It's not enough to read. Why don't you update it with two more chapters?"
Li Zhongwen's eyes widened and he said with great anticipation.
Xu Hanliang turned over and waved his hand in confusion: "We'll talk about it later. I'm going to get these first four chapters published by a bookseller. Five chapters will be updated in one month, so don't worry."
"How can this be done? It's not enough to watch. Otherwise, why don't you tell me the follow-up plot?"
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Last night, Xu Hanliang felt like mosquitoes were buzzing in his ears.
When I woke up, I saw Li Zhongwen sitting next to the bed with panda eyes.
Looking at Xu Hanliang, he asked blankly: "What about after the Monkey King is consecrated? Will Sun Wukong become an official?"
Xu Hanliang suppressed his laughter and shook his head: "No, it's the other way around."
"What's next?" Li Zhongwen quickly stepped forward and grabbed Xu Hanliang's sleeve.
Xu Hanliang pretended to be serious and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely update you in one month."
…
The list release today was as lively as yesterday.
By the time Xu Hanliang arrived at the list release site, the list had already been released.
There were already a lot of discussions at the scene, and the most talked about was the person who topped the list.
"Why is it Xu Hanliang again? Isn't this a person with the same name?"
"Xu Hanliang is really a blessing to our Changshu cultural background, and we are really lucky to have two Zhejiang cultural backgrounds."
"Haven't those poems been released a long time ago? They are all top-notch poems. I am convinced of them."
"When I talk about Xu Hanliang, I think of the person who is number one on the A list who does whatever he wants, but it's not the A of a person, but the real and the fake."
…
Everyone looked at the list in front of them and had already started talking about it.
There are jealous people, admirers, doubters, and even people who mock Wei Chenghe.
Wei Chenghe's words, "You can really do whatever you want if you are number one" have become a joke among everyone.
As soon as Xu Hanliang arrived at the scene, he heard the comments from people around him.
I panicked and immediately prepared to leave.
But people around him had already discovered Xu Hanliang's existence and hurriedly came forward to establish relations.
"Brother Xu, you are fine."
A white-faced Confucian scholar came forward.
"Brother, do I know you?"
Xu Hanliang was slightly startled.
The white-faced Confucian scholar said indifferently: "That's wrong. Brother Xu and I have been friends for a long time, and we have also known each other for a long time."