Almost all of the scholars present (to Wu Decao's surprise) were Juren.
Those who can reach the stage of imperial examination are already quite good.
What's more, the scrolls are all articles and verses carefully polished by everyone, and the level has naturally reached a new level.
Lu Heng was drinking tea in the Lianyu Hall, and the King of Shu looked around curiously. The King of Qi pretended, shook his head and recited poems, and loudly named and praised xxx from time to time. Your poems are so eloquent! Then the crowd burst into cheers.
The only ones who really calmed down and read the poems were those invited by Lu Heng.
Zhang Tengxiao is the youngest among these people, but he is also 38 years old this year, and the others are all in their forties or fifties!
Zhang Tengxiao read papers very quickly, and he could often tell whether they were good or bad at a glance. He divided the papers he had read into upper, middle, and lower grades. After reading the papers in front of him, he grabbed some from others to relieve the pressure of these little old men. pressure.
Soon, there was a high pile in front of him.
And everyone finally completed the review of the papers.
Looking at the three stacks in front of Zhang Tengxiao.
King Qi asked curiously: "Zhang Xiuzan, this thick stack is full of..."
"His Royal Highness, Prince Qi, all the articles are unsatisfactory!"
King Qi looked at the stack of thin papers and broke into a cold sweat.
There are so many candidates, and you mark the papers like this. Isn't this just rubbing the face of this candidate on the ground?
But Zhang Lan and several other officials seemed to trust Zhang Tengxiao, and no one raised any questions.
The results came out quickly.
Sure enough, it caused a big stir. Among the one or two hundred people, only five were finally rated as excellent.
Among them is Liu Zheng and Liu Yazhi from Yanzhou, Shandong.
Except for those five people, everyone else sighed...
"This top prize is too harsh. I wonder if I can write poetry, but I still have experience in craftsmanship."
"Who says it's not the case? I wrote an article [Guan Zhong and Duke Huan, he dominated the princes and ruled the world, and the people are still receiving his blessings]. It was very important to ask and answer questions. Unexpectedly, there was not even a comment of [中]!"
"Haven't you noticed? No matter how well you do, this cultural gathering is just for the fame of those officials' sons. For us to be able to come in and watch the fun is already considered a favor from the British government!"
"Hmph, if I had known this, it would be better not to come. This Lu Heng has made His Highness the Prince of Qi so passionate about talents!"
"Let me tell you, after this literary meeting, let's just go to Prince Qi's Mansion and submit an essay. Maybe we can be appreciated by Prince Qi. Even if we fail in the examination, we can still be reused by Prince Qi!"
"Brother, what you said is extremely good!"
"Yeah!"
…
There was nothing much to say in the first round. There were only a few articles that caught the eyes of the Hanyuan bosses. Even if they were selected, they would only be acceptable in the eyes of a few people.
But from the perspective of these poets, Zhang Tengxiao said that everyone outside is just scum.
So just skip the review and other aspects and go to the next item.
At this time, the servants of the palace were already waiting with pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
Zhang Tengxiao discussed with Zhang Lan beside him for a while, then stood up and announced: "Today's question..."
[Guan Zhong's Prime Minister, Guan Zhong and Duke Huan, dominated the princes and brought order to the world, and the people still receive his blessings today].
As soon as this question came out, the person who just spoke was shocked.
"Isn't this the topic I proposed?"
"Why did Zhang Xiuzuan take my questions for the exam?"
"Is Zhang Zhuangyuan reminding us that one of the four books in Jinke includes "The Analects of Confucius and Xianwen"?"
"Oh, when you say that, it's really possible!"
Everyone took the pen and ink and thought about how to solve this problem.
Xu He also received pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and even Wu Decao had a copy.
After getting the examination questions, the scholars in front of Lian Yutang swarmed to find a flower bed or lean on the wall to start composing.
Xu He and the others only took a step slower, and their surroundings disappeared.
The ground was flat, and someone was squatting down casually at this time.
In Xu He's place, it was impossible for him to squat down when he was asked to do so. Later, he simply found a piece of flat stone in the rockery in the garden and wrote it on it.
This title comes from "The Analects of Confucius: Xianwen". It is about Zigong asking Confucius, Guan Zhong is not good. Duke Huan of Qi killed his original protagonist Zi Jiu. Guan Zhong not only refused to bury Prince Jiu, but also served as the prime minister of Qi. This There is something wrong with everyone's character.
Then comes the topic. Confucius said, what you said is wrong. Guan Zhong is not dead, but he has contributed to the country. The people think highly of Guan Zhong. Doesn't this explain the problem?
So, the question is, what problem does it illustrate? Why didn't Guan Zhong die for his former master, but he was unanimously praised by the people and even immortalized?
Just as Xu He was about to start writing, the scumbag Wu Decao on the side bit his pen and said, "Liangsheng, where did this paragraph come from?"
Xu He smiled and said: "Brother Yaochen, why don't you stop writing!"
"How can that be done?" Wu Decao looked at Xu He with an expression of "I don't want to lose face", stretched out his hand to shake the prison student's robe and said: "I want to give the prisoner a good voice. Look at the eyes of those who are looking at me. You thought I couldn’t compose.”
Xu He said speechlessly: "So what if I write a good article on this occasion? It's just showing my face in front of everyone, it's meaningless!"
But Wu Decao insisted: "People fight for one breath, Buddha fights for..."
"Okay, stop talking, I'll recite the context to you!"
【Reciting………………】
Wu Decao listened more carefully this time than he did in class at the government school. When Xu He finished memorizing, he nodded seriously and said, "It turns out to be "Xian Wen". I haven't read for a long time, so I am rusty after all! Huh, look at my composition. …”
【The pen moves among the dragons and snakes…………】
Rub it out and lay it on paper again.
【The pen moves among the dragons and snakes…………】
Rub it off and re-paper.
"Speak louder!" Wu Decao looked at Xu He with a pleading look on his face, "This is not an exam, please help me catch a knife!"
"no!"
"Bright sound..."
Xu He was amused by Wu Decao's pleading look, and he said to himself that it was true. There was a literary society around him, and he didn't want to show off here, right?
"Bring me a pen!"
Wu Decao was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly offered a brush dipped in ink.
Xu He took over the pen and without any hesitation, went straight to the topic:
[The saint said that the merits of the doctor Zuo Ba were praised by the world and passed down to future generations]
"The topic is clear and Liangsheng is indeed an expert in the craftsmanship!" Wu Decao praised.
Xu He continued: "What's more, in the Spring and Autumn Period, Guan Zhong must not be ignored, and those who benefit from it for a while can only benefit from it. Is it the merit of someone who is not a benevolent person? That's why this master records his merits!"
Wu Decai slapped his thigh and said in surprise: "Oh, this is simple. I just expand on the pros and cons of the original article. Hey~ I will learn the craftsmanship from you after I go back. This is simple, so simple!"
