BXBX NOVEL Chapter 408
the Yellow River and Taihang Mountains should be the names of rivers and mountains. This can be changed. As for the words ‘fishing on a Blue Stream when I’m bored’ and ‘suddenly taking a boat and dreaming of the sun’, even if there are no backstories, it’s not difficult to understand what they want to express. It’s not a big problem.
Therefore, after changing the words ‘Yellow River’ and ‘Taihang’, Xu niannian wrote an answer.
“Giving a difficult path”
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The main examiners for this year’s spring examination were the Grand Secretary of the East Pavilion, Zhao tingfang, the Imperial censor of the right, Liu Hong, and the Grand Secretary of the martial meritocrats Hall, Qian Qingshu.
Unlike the students, the head Examiner and his fellow examiners had not taken a single step out of the examination hall since the start of the examination. The main door was locked, and unless one grew wings, they could not even think of leaving.
In order to prevent the examiners from colluding with the students to cheat, the examiners had to wait for the list of tribute scholars to be confirmed before they could leave the examination hall.
Compared to the previous two rounds of marking, the attitude and mood of the examiners had undergone a huge change.
“You don’t understand dog shit, what kind of lousy poem you have that you dare to embarrass yourself in the general examination.”
using bamboo to describe people and using it to sing about will. Although the angle is good, singing about bamboo is more than singing about will. It’s getting the cart before the horse.
“Sigh, I’ve been looking at it for a long time, but there’s not a single stunning poem.”
“Wasn’t it the same in the past years? I’m used to it.”
The marking officials were also called the officials behind the curtain. They marked the papers while commenting. At first glance, the atmosphere seemed to be filled with gunpowder, but it was actually the most relaxed.
If one’s poems were not valued, a good piece of work would add flowers to the brocade, but it didn’t matter if it was not good. They were all trash anyway, so it was rare for the poems composed by the students to be so-so. It wasn’t worth the examiners “serious treatment.
In the capital, when it came to poetry, there was one person who could not be avoided, and that person was the night watchman, Xu Qi ‘an. He was regarded as the top poet by the scholars, or the Savior of the poetry world.
“If that Xu Qi ‘an were to participate in the general examination, at least this year’s general examination would produce a poem that will be passed down for generations,”
exactly. It’s a pity that Xu Qi ‘an is not a scholar. In the future, history books will record that Yuan jingnian’s best poems came from this man. We scholars will lose our face.
The attitude of the scholars towards Xu Qi ‘an was very complicated. They were glad that he had risen to power and produced a few outstanding poems in the past 200 years, so that they would not be ridiculed by future generations.
It was also a pity that he was a martial artist and not a scholar, because this was also a matter that would be ridiculed by later generations.
In the two hundred years of Da Feng, there were thousands of scholars, but they were not even as good as a martial artist.
“It’s all Xu Pingzhi’s fault.”
At this moment, a marking officer unfolded a copied paper. After reading it carefully for a few seconds, he was stunned. His body seemed to be petrified, and he did not move.
However, his mouth kept on mumbling, repeatedly mumbling.
After a few minutes, the marking officer suddenly got up, looked around at his colleagues in the room, took a deep breath, and said in a powerful voice, “”Who said that Da Feng’s scholars can’t compose good poems? who said it? who said it?”
The grading officers looked over one after another with blank expressions, not knowing what was wrong with him.
The poetry world had been in decline for two hundred years. It was a fact that the scholars of the present era were not good at poetry. There was no need to argue about this.
“Pa!”
The grading Officer slammed the paper on the table, his chest heaving up and down as he said excitedly, “”I dare to conclude that once this poem is released, it will definitely be famous throughout the world. This year’s general examination will definitely be recorded by the historians.”
A marking officer at the side glanced at him and walked over curiously. He picked up the paper and looked at it.
Madness seemed to be contagious. The grading Officer held the paper and trembled with excitement. “Good poem, good poem, hahaha, who said that Da Feng scholars can’t compose good poems, who said so?”
At this moment, the rest of the marking officials realized that there was an excellent work coming out and swarmed up, passing it on to each other and reading it.
“Good poem, let’s read it.”
“There will be. time when the wind and waves break. and the sails of the clouds will reach the sea ... This is a poem that a scholar should write.”
“How can a student write such a poem that has experienced so many vicissitudes?”
“Maybe it’s because he failed the test repeatedly, so he wrote a poem to express his ambition.”
The appearance of this ” a difficult journey ” was like a Golden Phoenix mixed in with a group of chickens. It was extremely precious. All the examiners in the room kept passing it around and commenting excitedly.
“Cough, cough!”
The sound of coughing came from outside the door. The white-haired Grand scholar Dongge stood at the door with his hands behind his back.
He was attracted by the noise.
The grading officers in the room immediately fell silent.
“What’s with all the noise?”
The Grand Secretary Zhao tingfang reprimanded him and then asked,”I just heard someone say that this poem will be famous all over the world?”
Immediately, a Grading Officer came forward and respectfully handed over the paper.
The Grand scholar of the East Pavilion glanced at the crowd before he took the paper and squinted his eyes ... His hand that was holding the paper started to tremble.
Anyone could tell that this was a good poem, a good poem that inspired people.
But with different experiences, the feelings were also different.
This poem was not only about his achievements, but also about his rough life experience. From ” the heart is at a loss and the road is difficult ” to ” when there is a long wind and waves, the sail hanging in the clouds will reach the sea “, anyone with similar experience could quickly empathize with him.
And the last line was a poem, which was also the finishing touch. It directly raised the artistic conception of the entire poem to a rather high level.
this person is definitely a great talent. If he is good at Jingyi and cewen, I will name him Huiyuan! The Grand Secretary of Dongge thought.
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The day after the spring examination ended, Xu niannian found that his treatment at home had plummeted. In the past, his mother would ask the kitchen to heat up a bowl of hot milk every morning.
At noon, they had fragrant chicken soup, and at night, they had ginseng soup.
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During this period, his mother would still ask about his well-being. Although she didn’t really show it, she showed that she took it seriously enough.
His father and brother would also ask a few questions at the dining table. His younger sister, Xu lingyue, would do the same. Even his younger sister, Xu lingying, would occasionally call out, “Second brother, you have to work hard!
However, after the end of the last round, there was no more milk, chicken soup, or ginseng. After asking when the results would be released, no one paid much attention to it.
why does Erlang look so down? ” Xu Qi ‘an asked at the dining table. did you not do well in the last exam? ”
Xu Erlang didn’t say anything. After they finished eating, he pulled his eldest brother into the study and stared at him.”Big brother ... You’ve guessed it. ”
Xu Qi ‘an was both surprised and not surprised by the result. He nodded and asked, “”Do you love your country or honor your will?”
“Yongzhi!”
....... Eh? There was a story behind this? I don’t remember.
“Where are the Yellow River and Taihang Mountains?” Xu niannian asked. Fishing on the green Stream, suddenly riding a boat and dreaming of the sun, what story is this?”
....... Eh? There was a story behind this? I don’t remember. Xu Qi ‘an was confused.
“I’m fishing on the green Stream because I like to fish. Suddenly, he dreamed of the sun on a boat, and then, then ... Aiya, why do you have so much nonsense to say? The exam was over, and he was still talking nonsense.
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“Hurry up and tear the Four Books and Five Classics. I’ll take you to the Imperial Academy tomorrow to have some fun,”
Xu Qi ‘an ran away while cursing.
When he returned to his room, he found Zhong Li sitting by the bed, bandaging her head, with blood oozing out faintly.
“Fell again?”
“Yes.”
Zhong Li felt wronged and nodded, ” I realized that your sister’s life is very tough.
“Which sister?” Xu Qi ‘an asked.
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[ author’s note: I’ve quarreled with myself today. In order to find out who the head examiners in history were and what their official positions were, I searched for relevant information for two hours and found that there was only a rough official position division on the internet. It was not precise. ]
I wanted to go to the library, but the library was closed again, which made me so angry.
Although I can make it up casually, I still feel that it needs to be more rigorous. I’m a person who’s afraid of being criticized.
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