It was already dark in the palace, but at this moment, Zhao Ji, an official of the Song Dynasty, was still holding a candle and writing furiously.
Yang Jian on the side was already very sleepy, but he didn't dare to complain at all. He could only steel himself and continue to inkstone.
At this moment, this official of the Song Dynasty was not creating art, but copying Gao Zhang's "Young Chinese Ode".
But the official copied it with great joy and excitement, and read it as he copied it, as if he had read a masterpiece.
It wasn't until the sound of the third watch came from outside that Zhao Ji slowly exhaled and placed his pen on the pen holder with satisfaction.
"Someone, please hang up these two articles for me so that I can take a good look at them."
In a short time, the "Young Chinese Ode" written by Gao Zhang and the "Young Chinese Ode" written by the official Zhao Ji were both picked up by the eunuchs.
Zhao Ji stroked his short beard and looked at his role with his beloved disciple Gao Zhang with joy.
As a very good calligrapher and artist, Zhao Ji can feel the will and emotions of his beloved disciple from Gao Zhang's handwriting.
We can feel Gao Zhang's surging vitality and enterprising spirit when he wrote this article.
"You are indeed a role model for me, a young man from the Song Dynasty. If I were a young man from the Song Dynasty, everyone would have Xiao Gao's ambitions."
"Why did the Song Dynasty worry that its shortcomings would not be eliminated, and why would the world be unstable?"
"What the officials say is very true, and I also feel that it is the officials' insight that can give young master Gao the opportunity to display his talents at a young age."
After hearing Yang Jian's flattery, Zhao Ji laughed and nodded with satisfaction.
"When a little Gao meets me, he is like a thousand-mile horse meeting Bole.
It's a pity that Xiao Gao and I can't recognize each other as master and disciple in front of people for the time being, in order to avoid trouble. "
"This is also the official's love and care for Young Master Gao. I feel that Young Master Gao will understand."
"That's natural. Xiao Gao and I have a good connection, so we have this connection."
Seeing the official's normal expression, Yang Jian couldn't even flatter him.
"Guan family, it's past the third watch, you'd better rest early..."
"Well, Yang Jian, please have someone carefully frame these two words about me and Xiao Gao, and hang them here so that I can see them all the time."
"You want both?" Yang Jian glanced at Zhao Ji with a surprised look on his face, and then at the two articles.
I have never heard of this way of hanging calligraphy and paintings. The same thin gold body and the same "Young Chinese Ode" are actually hung in the same room. What the hell is going on?
"Yes, I want both." Zhao Ji nodded firmly.
Looking at these two words, Zhao Ji seemed to see the prospect of himself and Xiao Gao joining hands to create a bright future in the new era of the Song Dynasty's reform.
After doing all this, Zhao Ji, who was satisfied, fell asleep peacefully. This night, his sleep was extremely solid and sweet.
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There were a bunch of wine shops and teahouses not far outside the palace. In short, wherever there was a place to sit, people started to come one after another.
There are those tributes and their families who participated in the palace examination, and there are also some scholars who did not feel depressed after failing the examination and wanted to join in the fun.
Of course, there are still many families with children waiting to be married, so I am sharpening my sword and preparing to once again join the gang that captures the son-in-law.
It is also indispensable that the people of Tokyo love to join in the fun by nature, and there are even many gambling stalls that take advantage of this triennial imperial examination event.
For this year's imperial examination, a handicap was made. Even in the Song Dynasty, all the people liked this.
However, for an important national political event such as the imperial examination, which is very serious and polite, no gambling shop dared to blatantly set the handicap and shout out.
However, there are still many people who spend a small amount of money, bet a handful, and feel happy.
For example, the most popular bet in various gambling stalls this year is about whether Gao Zhang, the provincial governor, can become the number one pick this year. It is said that if you bet on the success, you will pay 5 to 1, and if you bet against, you will pay 11 to 10.
The meaning of betting against is that Gao Zhang will not become the number one pick. And looking at the odds, it's obvious that most Tokyo betting shops don't think Gao Zhang has what it takes to become the number one pick.
Gao Zhang stared blankly at Tong Zhisheng, who had come to join in the fun, and couldn't help but ask.
"Then you bought it? How much did you buy?"
Tong Zhisheng, who was riding forward side by side, said with a proud look on his face.
"Hehehe, of course the Sajia bought it, and the ten-guan bet hit the mark. After all, the restaurant is very optimistic about you, Brother Gao."
Cai Laoliu on the side couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't wait to ask Tong Zhisheng.
"Brother Tong, have you bought a younger brother?"
"???" Tong Zhisheng and Gao Zhang turned their heads in confusion and looked at Cai Laoliu.
That expression and eyes immediately made Cai Laoliu, the Qilin son of the Cai family, go crazy.
He looked aloof and unruly, raising his neck in an unrestrained manner.
"See what I'm doing? Why, do you two think that I, Mr. Cai, have no chance of reaching the top of the gold list?"
This immediately pissed off Tong Zhisheng. He bulged his eyes and wanted to teach this fat man a lesson.
Fortunately, Gao Zhang stopped him directly and raised his thumbs towards Cai Laoliu, whose self-confidence was always online.
"Yes, yes, junior brother, I admire you for having such ambition."
"Brother Datong, do you have any predictions about my junior brother?"
"Just him?" When Tong Zhisheng heard this, he straightened his mouth and burst into laughter.
He immediately made Cai Laoliu smile with a black line on his face, raised his finger and pointed at Tong Zhisheng for a long time.
Finally, he turned his head away angrily, out of sight and out of mind, and not bothering with Tong Zhisheng, a vulgar martial artist.
"You! You are simply... Huh, what kind of person is Cai? I don't have the same experience as you."
After returning home yesterday, my father Cai Jing wanted to know what kind of article he wrote.
Cai Laoliu naturally didn't want to give his biological father the chance to suppress him and eliminate him.
Just tell your biological father and you will know tomorrow, but what you get in return is your biological father's disdainful eyes.
Now, I saw these two bastards Gao Zhang and Tong Zhisheng look exactly like their biological father.
It really made Cai Laoliu, the Qilin son of the Cai family, feel very evil.
"How can these bastards know the ambition of a certain flamingo?"
The steward of the Cai Mansion, who was walking next to Cai Liulang, heard Liulang complain softly, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to his knees.
What a god, the ambition of a crane. Can we call it the ambition of a swan?
Gao Zhang almost laughed out loud, and that's right. It seemed that he had never seen the saucy operations of this era, so he asked such stupid things in a moment of confusion.
Think about it, even vulgar warriors like Tong Zhisheng know what Cai Laoliu is, and those who open gambling stalls are not human beings.
People open gambling stalls to make money, not to lose money, and not to be laughed at.
If a certain gambling shop used Cai Lao Liu's No. 1 pick to open a market, it would definitely make his peers laugh to death.
At this time, the carriage finally slowly stopped in front of a restaurant not far from the palace gate.
After Gao Zhang got off the carriage, he winked at Fu An and pulled him aside.
"Fu'an, go back to your house now, take out all my private money, and find a gambling stall with a good reputation..."
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