The inside of the Packhorse Pagoda is very quiet. There is almost nothing inside, and there are no furnishings. The Buddhism family originally advocates simplicity. In addition, after several cleanings in the past, almost all the things in the tower that originally belonged to the monks have been removed.
In the end, only this empty tower frame was left here.
In recent years, it is rumored that with the revival of Buddhism, the Tuoma Temple will be rebuilt on the original site next to the Tuoma Pagoda. At that time, the Tuoma Pagoda will be restored to its former glory.[]
This rumor has a very high degree of authenticity. Since the Holy Emperor Zhengming launched the Dharma campaign last year, all the major state capitals have figured out the changes in the Holy Will. They have built large-scale construction projects, mobilized the people, and supported Buddhist monks in building temples in the city. In this way,
The momentum is like a prairie fire.
In fact, there were endless voices in the court against the spread of Buddhism, but they were all suppressed. The typical representative was Nie Zhiyuan. Because he opposed the spread of Buddhism, he wrote to the emperor. Unexpectedly, what greeted him was that he was directly transferred from the magistrate to the ninth grade magistrate.
, now even the county magistrate cannot be made, and has plummeted, directly becoming a prisoner...
The attitude of the Holy Emperor was unprecedentedly resolute, and the activities of the black-shirted guards were unprecedentedly intensive. They were arresting, beating, and killing people everywhere. The tense atmosphere of black clouds and overwhelming devastation began to cover the entire Tiantong Dynasty, and rain came.
On the verge of breaking out.
Due to the inconvenient transportation and lack of information, Chen Jianchen did not know much about the changes in the situation, but he could already see something through the lens.
Troubled times are really coming soon...
In such an environment, Zhezhou is still holding a competition for the best talent in the world with great fanfare, but I don’t know if it is the calm before the storm or a whitewash.
"Everyone, please stay here while I explain the rules of today's poetry competition."
After entering the tower, the door was locked, and everyone stayed on the first floor to listen to the judges discussing the rules. Today's three judges are all of a good background, and are all over Huā Jia. They are all senior figures in the literary world, and they are highly respected.
, all of them are among the great poets nowadays.
As for the three elders, Chen Jianchen only found out their identities last night. All of them have been famous for decades, and are very famous in Zhezhou and even the entire dynasty. It is said that they never became officials in their lives, but chose to
Being leisurely scholar-bureaucrats and focusing on mountains and rivers. Such actions can further increase their reputation in the literary world.
The master who is speaking now is named Su, with the courtesy name Chunqiu. He is good at writing about the Five Jue. However, a great poet who has published three collections of poems is also called "Su Wu Jue".
"Today's poetry competition is mainly divided into three levels. The first level is on the first floor, and only those who pass it can climb up. The second level will be on the ninth floor: only those who can pass the second level can climb up.
Climb to the top of this tower and meet the challenge of the third level."
"However, I would like to add that as long as the students can complete the second level, they will be qualified for tomorrow, which is the last day of the Shiwen competition. Okay, I have almost said all that needs to be said. Now I will propose a topic and host today's poem.
The first level.
After saying this, he stood at the entrance of the tower ladder and glanced down majestically. Everyone fell silent and stood quietly with their hands down.
Mr. Su stroked his beard with great satisfaction and said leisurely: "I have been good at the Five Unique Poetry Styles all my life, so I will use this as my genre. Well, you first take out the Four Treasures of the Study and get them ready."
There was a rustling sound, and thirty student representatives immediately took out the four treasures of the study from the book basket.
Because there are no tables and chairs in the tower, the paper is laid directly on the ground. The floor in the tower is made of neat bricks, so it is very smooth.
Using the ground as a writing desk, sharpening the ink, and holding a pen in hand—this was the first time for everyone to experience such a competition environment. Although they were nervous, it was also a bit new.
Seeing that everyone was ready, Mr. Su continued: "Now that the spring is shining brightly and thousands of flowers are blooming, you should write a poem with the title "huā." within ten steps. But everyone should pay attention.
Except for the title, no hua name or even the hua character itself may appear in the poem, otherwise it will be a violation and there will be no achievement."
In ten steps, compose a poem, Wujue, with huā as the title, but the word "huā" must not appear in the poem. This requirement is high but not too high, but it is not much lower. It is just
The time limit of ten steps was enough to stop a group of people under the tower.
"Start now, one..."
Since Mr. Su was the judge, of course he had to complete the timing work. He immediately started to take steps, walking from one side of the tower to the other.
When the word "一" came out, all student representatives immediately frowned and pondered, preparing to write.
"Hey, it's just a joke."
After listening to Mr. Su's topic, Zheng Shuliang smiled. He only pondered for a moment and then quickly started writing. In the blink of an eye, he had written a poem about five uniques on the paper.
"six……"
At this time, Mr. Su had only taken six steps.
The talented scholar Zheng put down his pen and ink very freely and blew on the paper. He only regretted that this time the rules did not allow him to submit the paper in advance, otherwise he would definitely have won the first place and stood out from the crowd.
He looked around with some pride in his heart...actually, he mainly looked at Chen Jianchen over there. At first glance, he couldn't help but sigh. He saw Chen Jianchen sitting there motionless, like an old monk in meditation, and he didn't know when to let go of the pen and ink in his hand.
Come down. Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has entered this state very early.
Could it be said that he wrote poems faster than himself?
How can this be?
Zheng Shuliang was shocked and confused. He really couldn't believe that the other party was faster than him. Could it be that Chen Jianchen had known the test questions for a long time and was prepared for it...
No, there is no basis for this.
Leaking an examination question was a serious crime of beheading in the dynasty. Once someone was reported and found out, not only would one's reputation be ruined, but one's life would be at risk. Therefore, whether it was a formal imperial examination or a private competition, the person who asked the question would be three-dimensional.
Be careful with your words and make sure that the test questions will not be known to others.
"Ten! Time's up, stop writing!,.
Mr. Su stopped and stood still. Looking down, the students all put down the pens in their hands in unison. Some of them had not finished their poems. They were very reluctant when they put down their pens, but they did not dare to violate it.
What the judges mean.
"Winding!"
After giving the order, the two assistant teachers standing nearby who were assisting in the assessment immediately came down and put away all the papers.
Thirty pieces of paper were stacked together and were not very thick. Mr. Su took it in his hand and immediately reviewed it. When he saw the unfinished pieces, he immediately threw them aside.
The paper fell to the ground. Needless to say, the owner of the pen and ink also fell to the ground.
Mr. Su was very involved in the review, sometimes frowning, sometimes laughing, and sometimes showing admiration.
In less than half a cup of tea, all the poems were reviewed, and there were only ten people who passed the test. They wrote comments one by one in the blank spaces next to the corresponding poems. Then he ordered the teaching assistant to paste the ten poems on the tower.
on the wall for everyone to see.
As soon as it was posted, everyone immediately crowded over to see if they had passed the test, with eager expressions, as if they were looking at the imperial examination list. However, Zheng Shuliang, the three great talents of Suihan, and Chen Jianchen all stood still. When each other's eyes met,
When they touched each other, strange emotions immediately hit them together, like invisible swords and swords clashing in an intricate manner.
Looking at the five people who were calm and composed, Boss Su over there showed admiration. With a wave of his hand, he motioned to the assistant to read out the list of ten people who had passed the test.
The teaching assistant didn't dare to neglect, so he took the list and read it out. In fact, it didn't matter even if he didn't read it out, because the signatures in the blank spaces of the ten poems posted clearly told everyone who passed the test.
There is no doubt that Zheng Shuliang leads the list, all three talented people in Suihan are shortlisted, and there are several others, as well as Chen Jianchen.
Hearing Chen Jianchen's name, Zheng Shuliang's heart twitched involuntarily, and then he remembered that the opponent was faster than himself. This fact made him have to re-examine Chen Jianchen.
After a while, Mr. Su announced that all student representatives who had been eliminated were to leave and were not allowed to stay in the tower. In the end, only ten people were left, and the space was suddenly freed up.
At this time, Zheng Shuliang and others could no longer hold back, so they walked over to look at other people's poems that had been posted, and wanted to read them for comparison.
Since ancient times, there has been no number one scholar, and everyone has the desire to compare superiors to inferiors.
"The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the clear water blows in the red house: the middle pool is green, waiting for me to glow red."
This is the five masterpieces that Chen Jianchen handed over: "Ode to the Lotus".
From a conceptual point of view, this poem cannot be called a good one, but it is undoubtedly a good, fresh and pleasant poem that complies with Yun's rules and can be used to pass the first level without any problems.
This is enough.
After reading this poem, the three talented men in Suihan looked at each other, and their expressions became a little solemn. After they looked at each other, they all looked at Zheng Shuliang's face, but they saw that Zheng Shuliang behaved surprisingly normal and natural, as if there was no trace of anything in his face.
No care.
"Okay, you can go up. I am old and frail, so just wait below."
Today, the three judges will handle each task separately. They have already made arrangements and there is no need to review them together.
Outside the tower, the leaders of various academies, as well as the students, students, and servants were all eagerly waiting for the results to be announced. When the three housekeepers saw Ying Ning sitting on the side, they immediately came over and said, "Brother,
How are you thinking about it?"
Yingning replied angrily: "What are you considering?"
"Leave your young master and come to Zheng Guogong's residence. You will have no future if you follow your shabby young master. I can guarantee that your young master will be the first group of people to leave the tower after a while."
Yingning smiled brightly and asked, "What guarantee can you give me?"
"you……"
Zhang San was a little stunned by the question, and he didn't dare to say such harsh words as "guarantee with a person's head" to end his retreat. At this moment, the tower door opened, and twenty representatives of the eliminated students walked out dejectedly. Three
The housekeeper immediately opened his eyes and looked to see Chen Jianchen, but to his disappointment, no matter how he looked, he could not see Chen Jianchen.
whee!
Ying Ning's laughter was as clear and clear as a wind chime, but when Zhang San heard it, he became irritated for no reason. (To be continued!)