The painting boat is moored by Jingxin Lake, and there is another painting boat nearby.
Zhang Hongru, a bachelor in the cabinet, is this month's evaluator, and it is quite pleasant to have a few girls in his company.
Zhao An was not afraid of being recognized by him later, because there were many bachelors in the cabinet, but they were not qualified to go to the pilgrimage, so naturally they would not recognize them.
The monthly list is divided into three parts, one is poetry, the second is word puzzles, and the third is pairs.
As long as he can dominate the rankings until the end of the month, he has a chance to be favored by the court. If he can occupy three rankings in a row, he will be admitted to the official position. Of course, it is still unknown whether the final talent will enter the court or be called Chen Guogong's disciple.
Zhao An didn't intend to make too much of the limelight. He just wanted Cui Shixiang to kneel down and perform the apprenticeship ceremony. There would be many benefits from taking advantage of this saint's disciple.
"The poem is called Jin Ge."
Ning Xueer went out and took a look at the crowded moon ranking platform. Currently, there were three people occupying one ranking each. They should be children of the rich families in the capital.
Qian Yuwei muttered: "Jin Ge is fighting. The title of the court this time is a little different from before."
In my impression, the monthly list is either about caressing flowers or singing about mountains and rivers, and there are few topics about war.
Zhao An was startled. It seemed that the situation in the imperial court would also affect the monthly list, but he didn't know who the person who put the question was.
"How difficult is this?"
Cui Shixiang meditated for a while while Qian Yuwei watched curiously.
"Huntuo's hundreds of warriors marched up to Jade Mountain on golden saddles, the dragon bird killed Duke Yao, and captured Guanzhou from thousands of miles away."
"What a poem. If our army marches north of the Great Wall one day and our horses trample the Yao Pass, it will not be in vain."
Qian Yuwei clicked her tongue in praise, and Cui Shixiang's eyebrows lit up when he heard the words, and he raised his eyebrows at Zhao An.
Zhao An has some scattered memories. Yao Gong in the north was a barbarian leader who often went south to invade and plunder. This poem fits the situation.
It's a pity that it smells too much of flattery.
As for the Empress' big summer dragon bird, it usually lies on the wall eating ashes. Let alone Yao Gong, it would be difficult to kill a chicken.
Even if she wanted to fight in person, Chen Guogong would not give her that chance.
"Brother Zhao, what about yours? Isn't it impossible to write it out? I can wait a little longer."
Cui Shixiang poured a glass of wine and shook his head.
Zhao An smiled slightly and grabbed the pen, "That's good writing. Don't write it next time. I'm afraid the emperor will chop you down if you flatter me."
"Huh, you're talking nonsense, let's see what you can write."
Cui Shi believed it or not, but he was a disciple of a dignified saint, but he still couldn't handle a brat who appeared out of nowhere.
Qian Yuwei hurried to Zhao An's side, her pupils contracted where she looked.
"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it, and the armor's light is shining towards the golden scales of the sun."
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"Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you."
Zhao An has finished writing.
This is a true portrayal of the current situation of the empress. She is still in the fantasy stage, and she is thirsty for talents, but unfortunately there is no one available.
Cui Shixiang's face changed, and he was a little unconvinced: "It's just like that, the outcome is still unknown."
"Then just wait."
Zhao An asked Ning Xueer to send these two songs to Huafang for cabinet bachelor Zhang Hongru to taste them.
After a while, Ning Xueer came back with a happy face, "Congratulations, brother, Mr. Zhang Hongru wants to see you."
"How can it be!"
Cui Shixiang stood up suddenly and was extremely annoyed. Ning Xueer explained: "Xueshi Zhang said that your song is good, but unrealistic. My brother's song is the most suitable."
Cui Shixiang was speechless after what he said, and he sat down a little decadently, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhao An patted him on the shoulder before leaving, "It's a good thing for young people to be heroic, but they should also use their brains more and know how to assess the situation."
Seeing this, Qian Yuwei hurriedly followed. She also wanted to hear the bachelor's evaluation.
Entering the painting boat, Zhang Hongru greeted him with a smile, "You are indeed a young hero who can create such masterpieces."
His ratings are high.
Zhao An took the opportunity to compliment him and asked who came up with the title of Jin Ge.
Zhang Hongru's expression was a little complicated, "Of course he is from a big shot in the palace. If a young man is interested in becoming an official, I am willing to introduce him to him."
"But introduce it to the Duke?"
Zhao An did it on purpose. His words made Zhang Hongru's face change drastically, and he lost his smile. Finally, he said sarcastically: "Young Mr. Yuanlai wants to join the Duke's family. That's right. The Duke's power is great. If he can be favored, he will naturally rise to the top. "
After saying that, he drank alone and lost interest in chatting.
Instead, Zhao An secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
What an unexpected surprise, it seems that there are still available people among the bachelors in the cabinet who will go and talk to the empress.
Thinking of this, Zhao An shamelessly asked who the person who raised the question was.
Zhang Hongru chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter, young man. As expected, you will be the leader of the monthly list this month. Do you want me to introduce you to the Duke's Mansion?"
Look at the look in his eyes, nothing but contempt or contempt.
Qian Yuwei's expression on the side became much more indifferent, "Sir, it's getting late, Sanniang should be back."
She is angry!
She hates Chen Guogong!
Zhao An secretly complained. It seemed that he wanted to find a chance to explain, and he also wanted to let her act as an official spy to collect evidence.
The two left the boat. Zhang Hongru put down his wine glass and sighed, "What a pity, what a pity..."
A person who can write such poems is actually a supporter of Chen Guogong!
Otherwise, the introduction of the imperial court may bring about a slight change in the situation of the imperial court.
After a while, Zhao An's poem was listed on the list, which attracted everyone's surprise.
The painting boat slowly returned to Cuilan Garden.
The atmosphere is slightly dull.
When Qian Yuwei came back, she knelt down at the small table and closed her eyes to relax, with no intention of speaking.
Zhao An's scalp was numb and he said to the embarrassed Cui Shixiang: "Brother Cui, you lost."
"I am willing to admit defeat. Cui can afford to lose."
Cui Shixiang came to the truth. He left his seat and kowtowed, "My teacher, I, Cui Shixiang, will be your student from now on."
"Don't worry, you're not knocking your head off in vain. Master, I have good things in mind for you."
Zhao An smiled mysteriously, leaving Cui Shixiang confused.
Back at Cuilan Garden, Xiu Sanniang had already returned. The venue and people were all gathered, waiting to start the auction.
Zhao An has prepared various styles of perfumes and soaps this time, but he still needs one person to be the auctioneer.
"I?"
Cui Shixiang's eyes widened.
In order to let him board the pirate ship, Zhao An had to show him a cross-era product.
A few minutes later, Cui Shixiang was extremely excited and said, "They are all good things. I want this bottle of Shelan Fragrance!"
He wanted to pay, but since he had already become a disciple, Zhao An naturally could not accept any more money. Not only that, he could also leave the perfume business to him.
"Thank you, teacher!"
Cui Shixiang was even more excited. Zhao An looked at his virtues, he didn't look like a scholar at all, he was simply a philistine businessman.
It’s not wrong to think about it. It is impossible for the Holy Sect to continue to this day without industry.
It would be great if we could drag this guy into the court and use the Holy Gate of Beidi to fight with Chen Guogong...
