The thinking logic of many candidates in the examination room at this moment may be almost synchronized.
"Cen? Today's third assistant is named Cen."
"An County? Mr. Cen Ge's third daughter seems to be in An County!"
"So, the An County case leader is probably the daughter of Mr. Cen Ge!"
Thinking of this, some of the many candidates had the excitement of "watching a good show" in their eyes.
People outside Kyoto may not know this, but most of the leisurely students in Kyoto have heard the Cen family’s jokes.
Especially since their jokes have been updated recently.
"I don't know how Mr. Cen Ge felt when he found out that his youngest daughter had passed the county chief's examination."
When the Kyoto students represented by Sheng Yuan looked at Cen Youniang, their eyes sparkled with curiosity: "It is said that the children and grandchildren of Cen Ge Lao don't seem to be very good at reading."
For a moment, the brainwaves of Xuezheng and Shengyuan were on the same frequency, and he seemed to understand the curiosity of these students.
"Dear students, the government examination will not provide you with candles. If it is delayed any longer, many of you will not be able to finish the paper. Of course, if you still want to experience the beauty of the county examination again, I can make it happen now."
When the candidates heard this, they remembered that they were still taking the exam, and they immediately lowered their heads and started writing furiously.
Sheng Yuan did not expect that this academician had a very good appearance and spoke as hard as a panda. She was so surprised that he was half a step slower than his classmates.
It was a coincidence that she was only half a step slower and actually met Xuezheng's eyes.
Sheng Yuan looked at the other person and smiled slightly at her, his beautiful lips were about to move, and he immediately lowered his head without hesitation.
snort! She was determined not to give the other party a chance to verbally attack!
Xuezheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in amusement, and continued to talk about the test questions with Cen Youniang who had no expression on her face.
The tips of Sheng Yuan's ears, which had been slightly erect, moved.
I also write poetry!
Even the title is the same!
Sheng Yuan glanced forward quietly, then quickly withdrew her gaze, silently complaining.
This academic administration is really interesting. Can’t we announce the same topic together? ! Why are you announcing them one by one? Don’t you think it’s repetitive?
Shrugging silently in his mind, Sheng Yuan withdrew his attention from the county cases in other counties and concentrated on preparing this additional rhythmic poem.
"What I just studied in politics was 'fear of being too frightened to be frightened.'" Sheng Yuan rolled her eyes and immediately remembered the source of this poem.
"This is "Children Fishing" by the poet Hu Linneng of the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem is: A boy with a disheveled head is learning to fish, sitting sideways on the strawberries and grass; passers-by ask questions and wave from a distance, fearing that the fish will be frightened and no one will respond."
Sheng Yuan's mind felt as if he could type. His thoughts turned into words and emerged line by line.
"So, the question now is, what do I title it as?"
Sheng Yuan touched his chin, and his thoughts stretched out their tentacles, stroking the topic "Children's Fishing".
After the little hand of thinking touched the word "child", it also touched the word "fishing".
"Fishing? No, no, no!" Sheng Yuan shook her head and licked the whole poem carefully.
"The disheveled hair and sitting sideways describe the child's appearance and posture. The last two sentences use only a few strokes to describe a picture that can be moved. The child's psychological activities and movement expressions seem to be expressed through 'frightened and frightened. 'The words came to life."
"Then let's write specifically about children!" Sheng Yuan made up her mind, drafted the title, and then completed her poem in one go.
It wasn't until she put down the pen that the newly released song "Fu De Children's Travel" slowly dried up with the fragrance of ink.
[Children gradually grow up, and both civil and military skills are in balance;
The bow is bent to frighten distant birds, and the words are endless.
The dogs stopped when they heard the sound, and the raccoons opened their eyes wide when they saw it;
Call your friends in the busy city, call your friends for a picnic in the countryside.
Birds are chasing each other in the fields, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
When Qing Cang is happy, his pride flourishes. 】
…
Sheng Yuan checked the poems, sighed with satisfaction, and nodded.
good! good! She is still so good!
Smiling, she read it word for word and made sure there were no problems. Then she copied it on the test paper specially prepared for the clerk.
At this moment, the academic administration has assigned test questions to the last county case leader.
At this moment, there is still half a stick of incense time before Shengyuan submits the paper.
Xuezheng was optimistic about the time and looked up at Sheng Yuan.
He originally wanted to see how the little girl with impressive appearance was preparing, but he didn't want to raise his eyes to see that the little girl was already finished!
Hey yo yo! This cute and naive little girl also has some poetic talent? !
"Do you want to hand in your papers, Mr. Sheng?" the academic administration signaled to the clerk to ask.
Sheng Yuan's self-appreciation was interrupted by the clerk, and he immediately handed over the verses without hesitation.
Once the test paper was passed, it had nothing to do with her, and she could concentrate on answering the questions.
…
Xuezheng took the poem and read it through it several times. He didn’t think much of it at first, but after reading it again, he felt that although the wording of this poem was simple, the overall words were lively and lively, which simply outlined the liveliness and carefreeness of the children in the poem. As a reader, he can't help but hope that this kid will grow up to be a talented person who can write pens to pacify the world's incompetent people and settle the world.
"This classmate Sheng's poems are lively and interesting, with a clear tone and a picture emerging, which is great." Xuezheng handed the poem to Shuntian Fuyin and said in a very low voice.
"Lord Yan, you praise it so highly? Let me come and take a look." Shuntian Fuyin took the poem and read it word for word several times.
Honestly speaking, this poem is of some quality.
If he didn't know this little girl Sheng Yuan, he would have to praise the poem for its exquisiteness and interestingness.
However, who made him so familiar with Sheng Yuan!
Therefore, every time he read a sentence of this poem, there was a voice in his mind.
The whole poem is connected together, and the whole poem is like this:
[The dandy has grown up and become educated;
I have great strength and can speak harsh words in a civilized manner.
Flirt with one another, the cat will be afraid of the dog;
After the excitement in the city, we went to the countryside again.
There was so much fun in the fields, the birds flew away in fright, and the fallen flowers were in full bloom;
Riding an eagle, walking a bird, and running a horse race can be considered a waste of your strong energy. 】
…
Shuntian Prefecture Yin put the jokes in his mind together with Sheng Yuan's poems, and became even more silent.
"Mr. Chen, what do you think of the poem?" Xuezheng saw that he was reading it over and over carefully and thought that he also appreciated it. He couldn't help but said, "Student Sheng's poem is very lively and vivid. It expresses the joy of youth and makes people read it hard." I remember the past."
Shuntianfu Yin recommended the poem to Xuezheng and nodded in agreement with a smile.
However, although he agreed with the academic score, he still believed that Sheng Yuan's poem stood out solely because it was realistic!
Others write poems, but Sheng Yuan writes about her own life!
Sure enough, poetry that has something to say is wonderful!
"Sir Yan, although Student Sheng's poem is wonderful, we'd better wait for the results to be determined first. We will decide the ranking after seeing other candidates' answers. What do you think?"
After hearing this, Xuezheng naturally agreed.
So, while Sheng Yuan was immersed in answering the questions, her rhythmic poem temporarily ranked first.
(End of chapter)
