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Chapter 57 The Prodigy Poem

 Burn incense and start the exam.

Zhang Yue had already finished grinding the ink, but was not in a hurry to write.

He had to read through the paper first, and this time he learned the Five Classics: "Book of Changes", "Book of Books", "Book of Songs", "Rituals" and "Zhou Rites".

He had to get the paper and read it over first to see if he had made any mistakes in the questions, otherwise he would have spent a long time writing in vain.

Zhang Yue was doing this out of caution, but also because he was worried about Zhao Yasi changing the test papers.

But Zhang Yue read it again and found out that it was indeed these Five Classics, as well as the must-study "The Analects of Confucius" and "The Classic of Filial Piety". Each scripture has twenty chapters and ten inscribed meanings, which makes a total of one hundred and forty chapters, seventy

Tiaomoyi.

Zhang Yue wrote quickly. Occasionally when he encountered something he was unsure about, he would pause for a moment or two and jump to the next question. The same was true for Mo Yi.

In fact, this is also the case. No matter how familiar you are with memorizing books, there are always some corners and corners. You feel that you have mastered everything, but when it comes to the exam, you will always encounter one or two questions that you are not sure about.

This is exactly what Zhang Yue is, but there is only one place in the Sutra where he is unsure.

As for the meaning of Mo, Zhang Yue can use his own words to explain this passage, but he can also answer it completely according to the commentaries. If you use your own words to answer the question, the examiner will have a judgment of whether it is right or wrong, but if you use the commentaries completely, there is no need to worry.

, but the problem is to memorize the notes verbatim.

When Zhang Yue was writing to answer a question, he suddenly raised his eyelids and saw a soldier looking furtively at his paper. The moment he caught his eye, he turned his head guiltily.

Zhang Yue continued to write the title calmly. After a while, he saw the soldier again whispering to a public official.

Zhang Yue has memorized the Five Classics very well, and he can write the answers to these scripture questions with his eyes closed. As for Mo Yi, he is not troubled, and he follows the annotations throughout the process.

When the paper was submitted, the probability of getting seven out of ten was seven, and there was absolutely no risk of failing. But the problem was that he was worried that the paper would not be handed over to the examiner.

Of course, there is also a risk of failing.

Zhang Yue turned around and saw that many candidates in the Classics and Yi subjects were writing and answering questions very quickly.

Zhang Yue remembered that Pucheng is a major imperial examination county, and there must be many people who have mastered the Nine Classics. If other candidates also pass the Nine Classics out of the Ten, then he may not be able to secure admission if he has mastered the Seven Classics.

Zhang Yue has heard the saying from later generations that "get one more point and kill a thousand people", so he cannot be satisfied with the tenth path and nine and seven, he also needs to be correct.

Thinking of this, there were soldiers in the front carrying hot ginger tea to the candidates one by one.

The spring breeze was very cold at this time, so it was extremely comfortable to have a bowl of hot ginger tea. Several scholars drank the tea eagerly after receiving it.

Zhang Yue took a look, but saw that the soldier serving the tea looked unfamiliar, so he didn't pay much attention.

When the other party brought it to him, Zhang Yue subconsciously put the paper under the case. If someone 'accidentally' knocked over the ginger tea and wet his paper, then his work would be in vain.

Seeing Zhang Yue being so alert, the soldier on the other side laughed and said, "My dear officer, have a cup of ginger tea to warm yourself up. Drink it while it's hot."

Zhang Yue nodded and asked him to put the ginger tea beside his desk.

After the other party left, Zhang Yuefang picked up the paper and continued to answer the questions. Zhang Yue was not cold, so he wrote hard for a while. He felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the ginger tea.

When Zhang Yue picked up the tea bowl and brought it to his mouth, he quickly glanced at the few soldiers walking around him, and sure enough, two of them were looking at him closely.

Zhang Yue smiled when he saw this, poured the ginger soup under the eaves and said deliberately: "Why is the tea soup so unpleasant to drink?"

The faces of several soldiers could not help but change.

One person stepped forward and said with a smile: "Young official, maybe it has been cold for a long time. I will ask someone to bring you another bowl."

"No need, let's give it to Oshi!" Zhang Yue scolded him, but he saw that the other person's face was pale, "Young officials are joking, how can I get Osi?"

Zhang Yue ignored him and continued to answer questions.

Two subordinate officials in the corner were looking at this place. Seeing Zhang Yue not drinking ginger tea, they couldn't help but cursed: "This kid is so cunning, I really underestimate him."

One person said: "Then what should I do? What should I do if the police officer accuses you and me?"

The man said: "Don't worry, I still have one last trick."

Zhang Yue didn't mind this. It would be unworthy if he got angry and distracted and affected his answer. Zhang Yue understood that casual retaliation could not hurt Zhao Yasi's muscles and bones, so it was best for people like Zhao Yasi.

Revenge is to do well in the exam.

The better you do in the exam, the harder you will slap people like Zhao Yasi in the face.

What is fame and why do we say thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge?

Fame will not fall from the sky, but you will have to earn it step by step.

The more Zhang thought about this, he realized that the whole volume had been written. Except for one or two places where he was not sure, it could be said to be basically stable. The meanings of these scriptures and ink-notes were all objective questions, and he could understand them at a glance. After the exam, he knew it in his heart.

Zhang Yue saw that the students on both sides were already answering the final questions, and some were reviewing the questions for the last time to see if there were any errors or omissions, and revising the wording.

But Zhang Yue suddenly stood up from the table at this moment, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

The subordinate suddenly realized something and was about to step forward to stop him, but Zhang Yue had already taken a step forward.

But seeing that Zhang Yue was walking neither too slowly nor too fast, with the calmness of a scholar, but for some reason several soldiers were in a panic and were already a step too late when they tried to stop him. During the moment of intersection, Zhang Yue dodged an oncoming soldier.

Soldiers, step directly to the front of the hall.

"It's too late." The subordinate official stamped his feet.

Facing everyone's surprised gazes, Zhang Yue quickly walked to the front of the hall and bowed to the county magistrate who was sitting high in the hall: "Student Zhang Yue has finished answering, and I would like to ask your husband to review the paper."

There was a buzz among the Jinshi candidates who answered the paper below. Is there any rule for candidates to ask the examiner to take the test in person?

The county magistrate sat there, facing this unconventional scene, with a look of displeasure on his face.

The county magistrate thought, Zhang Yue? Isn't that the person who asked him to personally testify? He is indeed a bit arrogant.

"Come in!"

The county magistrate's voice was cold, and the moment Zhang Yue placed the paper in front of the county magistrate's case, the subordinate official almost fainted. The paper was already in the hands of the county magistrate, and there was nothing he could do.

The county magistrate glanced at Zhang Yue and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Good words!"

The county magistrate nodded first, and then saw that there was no ink spot or smear on the paper. It didn't matter whether it was right or wrong. Such a paper was comfortable to read.

The county magistrate is a person with a taste for elegance and is most tired of any unclean place. Zhang Yue's paper can definitely catch his eye.

But what’s so interesting about a scholar’s ​​paper? The county magistrate was a scholar, so he had a sense of superiority to the scholar who memorized the scriptures by rote.

"Professor Hu, come and judge!"

The county magistrate handed the paper to Professor Hu of the county school. He was the one who produced the paper for the classics scholars and was responsible for reviewing it.

The county magistrate looked at Zhang Yue again and said, "I seem to have seen you before... that day..."

Zhang Yue finally remembered: "The student and senior brother that day..."

The county magistrate waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since you know me, why can't you confirm the guarantee letter? Instead of asking me, why did you go to Mr. Boyi to come forward?"

Zhang Yue heard the reproach in the county magistrate's tone, lowered his head and said, "The student knows his mistake."

The county magistrate smiled kindly and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's just that I gave you two hours to answer the questionnaire, but you only used one hour. Do you think I gave you too much and too much?"

"Students dare not."

The county magistrate smiled and said: "You are talented, and you are naturally arrogant. I will save you. Since you handed in the paper in advance, it seems that you want me to test you personally. If I don't test anything else, I will test your poetry talent."

Zhang Yue heard this and said: "Students only learn the meaning of the classics, but not the poetry."

The Jinshi candidates below also raised their heads and thought, isn't this making things difficult for others?

I have never heard of it in the examination of poems and poems by classics scholars.

"How can you be known by the state school if you don't understand poetry?" The county magistrate's face darkened and he scolded: "You are talented, but how can you be humble? Now when I ask you about the county policy, you still deny that you don't know?"

At this point, the county magistrate smiled and said warmly: "Don't refuse. Young people have to hide their talents and bide their time. It's okay to show off your talents. You are a student of Mr. Boyi, how can you say you don't study poetry?"

Zhang Yue looked up at the county magistrate and asked calmly: "I wonder what poem your magistrate wants to try?"

Why do you really dare to write poetry?

The county magistrate smiled slightly and said: "Since you have talent and consider yourself a child prodigy, then use the word prodigy as your title! I won't make things difficult for you. You are a student of economics. I don't want to make things difficult for you with poems. Poems can produce rhymes.

, also borrowing one or two ancient words."

Zhang Yue nodded and went straight to the table and said: "Since Mr. Xiang said that the students are talented, the students do not dare to be humble anymore. Please give me some pen and ink."

The official in the distance smiled when he saw it: "This son is finished. He offended Zhao Yasi first, and then offended your order. How can he live a good life?"

Another person said: "Yes, your Majesty must embarrass this son, otherwise Zhao Asi's face will be lost."

Zhang Yue had already picked up his pen and dipped it in ink at this moment, so he put pen to paper.

The county magistrate, who was standing by, saw the words "Prodigy Poetry" written at the beginning of the poem and thought to himself, this guy really dares to write a masterpiece based on a child prodigy, and he is not ashamed to say so.



When Zhang Yue wrote the words "Prodigy Poetry", he was really thinking of Wang Shu's popular prodigy poem, but he felt that this was plagiarizing the ancient poems.

I have been studying for nearly a year. Although I have studied classics and meanings, I have also read some poems. Why not give it a try today? It is not good if I do not write well, but at least it is my own poem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue felt the arrogance of a scholar well up in his chest, and this energy filled the tip of his pen.

Zhang Yue finished writing calmly, raised his head, glanced at the county magistrate, and then asked: "Can this poem, student, be read by my husband?"

The county magistrate took the poem and read it to himself: "Since I have great talents, why do I need rich poems? My life is so heroic and chivalrous that I can't match the ancient poems."

The county magistrate thought that poetry is ordinary and the sentences are not fluent, but using poetry to express ambitions can reveal the measure of a person's ambitions!

I seem to be underestimating this guy.

The county magistrate asked Xuezheng aside: "Professor Hu, does this book understand the meaning?"

On the side, Professor Hu bowed to the county magistrate and said: "Thank you for your kindness, all thanks!"

"All access?"

Professor Hu said: "Returning favors is indeed all-encompassing."

Zhang Yue had already clenched his fists. He thought he would make a mistake in one or two words, but he didn't expect that he would get it all. Isn't it just for this sentence that he studied so hard in the cold window just for this sentence?

The county magistrate looked at Zhang Yue again and was waiting for words. At this time, a soldier from outside came to report: "To inform you, sir, the ranking of the provincial examination has been announced!"

"What?" The county magistrate looked excited.

The entire audience was also shocked.

The spring examination for this year's subject has been opened! I wonder who can submit a name?

ps: Actually, this poem was not written by me. It will be on the shelves on the 1st of next month. I would like to reserve monthly tickets for everyone. Please be the first to order!


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