typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 170: The highest

(It’s a new week, please vote for recommendations!)

"Five more come out!"

When the people watching under the packhorse tower saw Chenyi and the others coming out, they immediately shouted. However, seeing the disgusted expressions on the five people's faces, it was clear at a glance that they had been defeated and were in a bad mood.

"Hey, Chen Jianchen hasn't been removed yet?"

Butler Zhang San's eyes were as big as bells, but he couldn't see Chen Jianchen: Could this poor scholar have real ability?

"I told you before, my young master will definitely get the first place."

Next to her, Yingning was eating a bunch of fish eggs happily.

The third housekeeper sneered and cursed in his heart: naive.

He came from the capital and had already received some gossip. Although he was not sure, he was two or three points sure. To put it bluntly, the plaque of "The Most Talented Man in the World" given by the emperor was tailor-made for his son.

, no matter what, others can only stare, unable to snatch it away...

It's just that Chen Jianchen is so troublesome, which is quite unexpected.



"This is the general rule. You can draw lots first. After drawing lots, I will give you a question. A special note, there is only one question, and it is the same for everyone."

On the top of the 18th floor of the packhorse tower, it is windy at a high place, and the cool breeze blows from all directions, which is very pleasant. Looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the huge Zhezhou City. The crowds on the streets are like ants, and the scenery is very spectacular.

It makes people naturally have a broad mind to climb high and see far away, and to understand the humble.

nice!

After hearing the rules of the last level today, Zheng Shuliang and others all frowned, feeling very depressed: According to what the judges said, wouldn't the person who answered first suffer a big loss?

Under the rules, everyone originally had seven steps, but because there was a sequence and the questions were the same, the first person only had seven steps; after the rotation, the second person had fourteen steps, and the third person had fourteen steps.

The time for people has been increased to twenty-one steps... The further you are at the end, the more time you have to prepare; the more time you have, the more fully prepared you are naturally.

Today's final test is not to compete for qualifications for the third day's Shiwen Eight-gu contest. It is just to compete for a title. But this title is what scholars all over the world pursue diligently. Its importance is self-evident. Everyone

Don't want to give up easily.

At this time, Old Master Huang, who was presiding over the third level, had already folded the five slips of paper written in order, put them into a small cardboard box on the desk, and then lazily said: "The lottery begins!"

To be honest, these rules are too childish, and the format is completely different from the various poetry rallies held in normal times. Mr. Huang was originally unwilling to implement them, but Mr. Hengqu insisted on having his own way, so he had to give him a face and climb to the top of the tower.

, just be a judge:

"Brother Sanbian, Brother Sanbian, the Holy One's will is known to everyone on the road, so why should you go against the Holy Will again and only make the Holy One unhappy?"

Thinking of the current emperor, Old Master Huang couldn't help but have a strange look on his face. He felt that everything the emperor had done since he ascended the throne was unusual, especially the new laws such as the "Character Law", "New Field Law" and "Demolition Law".

Implementation, due to the excessive speed and haste of implementation, will inevitably cause widespread public dissatisfaction, which is not a blessing to the country...

For all these reasons, the most reasonable explanation is that the emperor is too young and eager to achieve success.

Of course, it is impossible for Old Master Huang to say these slanderous words. He can only keep them in his stomach for a while and then calm them down. He will never resort to them. You must know that even though he is as famous as Mr. Hengqu, he is very dissatisfied with Chao Gang's order.

But you can't talk about it openly.

Telling the truth often leads to disaster, which can be fatal. Over the past few years, the government and the public have been in mourning, isn't it all because of telling the truth?

With a "pop", Old Master Huang opened the folding fan in his hand, and the seven characters "The bright moon enters his arms and the wind blows through his ears" were clearly displayed on the fan, which was awe-inspiring and ancient.

The first person to come up to draw lots was Zheng Shuliang. He stepped forward proudly, took out a small piece of paper from the carton, unfolded it, and smiled at the corner of his mouth:

three!

There was a word "three" written on the note, indicating that he would be the third one to answer the question. This order was enough for him.

Afterwards, everyone drew lots, and Chen Jianchen came last, but what he drew was a note with "one" written on it.

After the results were announced, Mo Yuan, who got fifth place, felt very happy. He shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "Those who take advantage of opportunities will inevitably sow their own consequences." The implication was naturally that he was ridiculing Chen Jianchen for deliberately being the last in the draw, hoping to steal.

Chicken, unexpectedly, got the first prize.

Chen Jianchen didn't care about his sarcasm: We were not familiar with each other in the first place, and now we were in a competitive relationship, so cynicism was inevitable: although literati competition is an elegant matter, there will definitely be some dirty things in it.

It is inferior to the light of the sword, especially in the disputes between schools, and there are some people who end up arguing with each other naked.

Regarding this so-called "Talent Contest for the Best Talents in the World", as the competition schedule began, Chen Jianchen became more and more skeptical and felt that it was completely different from what he imagined. During normal festivals, such as the Lantern Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival, in Jiang

Poetry and poetry gatherings are often held in the prefecture. These poetry and poetry gatherings are often an excellent opportunity for scholars to stand out. If a good poem is composed and recited for a while, one's personal reputation will be achieved.

But for these literary gatherings, Chen Jianchen basically never participated. His temperament was not lively and he was relatively indifferent. In addition, his family knew their own affairs, and his attainments in poetry were very superficial.

Apart from memory, other things are really hard to come by.

Therefore, he still prefers calligraphy and Shiwen.

In today's situation, Shiwen Eight-legged Writing is the mainstream of the imperial examination. As long as this aspect is done well, there is no need to worry about the way out.

After the drawing of lots was completed, Old Master Huang stood up and glanced at everyone, his gaze resting on Chen Jianchen for a longer time - of course he knew this boy, the student representative of Minghua Academy, who was originally a low-ranking person.

, Unexpectedly, he stood out in the calligraphy competition on the first day and won the first-class result, which was really impressive.

Regarding Chen Jianchen's calligraphy, Old Master Huang has also read it. It is true that he has great skills and is at the top level in his young life.

The sudden appearance of a dark horse is undoubtedly a big surprise in this competition.

In fact, this competition is not the original intention of Kaitai Academy at all, but is just a form advocated by some people in the temple. With Mr. Hengqu's pragmatic style, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to organize such a talent competition.

I'm afraid only Mr. Hengqu knows the inside story.

Today, Chen Jianchen also came to the top of the highest tower. It seems that he is indeed quite capable. If this momentum continues, there will definitely be some variables in the dispute over the plaque.

It's just that it gives people a headache for no reason.

“Student Chen Liuxian has met Mr.

Chen Jianchen bowed respectfully.

Old Master Huang stroked his beard with satisfaction and said, "You must be Chen Liuxian, not bad."

These are all polite words that are neither salty nor bland, small talk, and passed by in one stroke.

Chen Jianchen then stood at attention and listened to the other party's questions.

Old Master Huang approached the top of the tower, raised his eyes and looked into the distance. After a while, he said: "Let's take this tower and this scene as the theme, and create a seven-jue style."

The title of this poem is relatively vague and suitable for expression. There is a lot of room for using scenes to express emotions. However, because of this, the chance of producing a good work is relatively low. After all, it is a poem written on the fly and time is limited.

As soon as the title of the poem came out, the four people who had not yet had their turn immediately became nervous in their hearts. This time difference must be grasped well and should be taken advantage of.

But Chen Jianchen just pondered for a moment, stepped forward and stood on the desk.

The writing desk had already been laid out with paper, and the pen and ink were ready. Chen Jianchen picked up the pen and started writing without thinking -

What a fast speed!

Not only the other four student representatives, but also Old Master Huang sighed.

From calligraphy to poetry comparison, the speed shown by Chen Jianchen is really staggering. Could it be that this is his strength, which lies in his ability to rush? It is said that there is a talented man who can write an article off his horse and finish it with a glass of wine. It can be said that he is very fast.

Nowadays, Chen Jianchen's performance is not too far behind. If the quality of the poems he writes is acceptable, he will be famous all over the world just because of his quick talent.

Chen Jianchen's writing was as fast as flying. A moment later, Qi Jue was written and he put the pen aside and stood aside.

Old Master Huang looked up and couldn't help but recited: "On the Zhezhou City, we are carrying horses on the pagoda. We hear the rooster crow and see the sun rise. We are not afraid of the floating clouds covering our eyes, just because we are at the top. Good poems, good poems, should be floated."

Baymax!"

After reading it, he couldn't help but slap his palm on the desk, almost knocking over the inkstone.

Mr. Huang is a famous poet with a sharp eye. He can judge the quality of a poem just by looking at it. He read this Qijue poem written by Chen Jianchen. It not only perfectly fits the topic of the poem he is in, but also expresses it well.

Clear and profound, especially the last sentence:

"Don't be afraid of the clouds covering your eyes, just because you are at the top."

The concluding sentence is alert, perfectly combining this place and this scene, using the scene to express emotions, and full of a vigorous and heroic ambition. The five words "at the highest level" take the lead, and both the poetic and artistic conceptions suddenly reach the highest point.

, there is a faint meaning of overlooking all living beings.

After reading it again, new artistic conceptions emerged. Words such as "cock crow", "sun rise", "fearless", "floating clouds", etc. all seemed to have different meanings, including connotations...

Good poetry, really good poetry!

Old Master Huang was so happy when he saw the hunting spirit that he couldn't control his mood: "As soon as this poem came out, there will be no more words for the horse-drawn pagoda from then on!"

Hearing this comment, the remaining four people, Zheng Shuliang, all looked ashen. In fact, even without this comment, when they heard Old Master Huang reciting it, Zheng Shuliang and others had already been confused. After comparing the poems they had planned,

It suddenly looks like a child's scribbling, and it doesn't stand on the table at all.

You are not afraid of not knowing the goods, but you are afraid of comparison. This is undoubtedly tantamount to humiliating yourself. I originally thought that Chen Jianchen would be the first to answer the question and write a poem, but I suffered a big loss and finally had the opportunity to see him make a fool of himself and be slapped in the face.

The clinker was the first to go up, and wrote a Qi Jue poem quietly, which directly received a high comment from the master: "As soon as this poem came out, there will be no sentences for the pack horse from then on", which blocked everyone's thoughts.

.

He is truly unworthy of a man!


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next