Dressed as a farm girl, she randomly cheats and makes the whole family happy

The new imperial examination sub-sects were already in groups of twos and threes, with the only three people sitting at the front. Even if the others were curious about them, no one took the initiative to start a conversation at this time.

Fortunately, the three of them knew each other, so they chatted first.

Zhao Benzhu happened to be sitting next to the female guests. Not far away, he could hear the coquettish laughter of the girls next door.

The hairdresses are everywhere, and the ladies are so beautiful together, they are really more eye-catching than peach blossoms.

Zhao Benzhu felt several eyes looking at him, but he didn't dare to look back at all. He was so nervous that he asked Zhao Laosan for help.

"Brother Yanshan, can we change places?"

Zhao Laosan was on the right, blocked by himself, so he didn't have to face the girls' scrutiny.

Zhao Laosan laughed and said: "How can this be changed? The position has been determined."

"Is it possible that you still want my position as the most beautiful girl?"

Zhao Benzhu also knew the truth and just hoped that the poetry meeting would start as soon as possible so that he could get up and walk around.

He doesn't seek to be outstanding, and it doesn't matter if he is among the crowd.

The sound of bamboo flutes suddenly sounded at the venue, like the sound of an empty mountain, and then the sound of silk and bamboo music sounded.

Just listen to the music, but don't see the person playing the music.

The elegant music plays and the poetry meeting begins.

The dark waves in the venue turned into waves on the surface, and it suddenly became lively.

Attendants wearing white clothes and green belts moved a small table beside the futon by the stream and placed pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

This year's Deer Ming Banquet will feature a melodious wine drinking ceremony and a poetry session.

The new imperial examination candidates who were already eager to take the exam chose a seat, sat on the futon, and waited for the tea left upstream to compose poems.

In the first round, if the Jinshi passed, the three people in the first class would naturally participate.

Zhao Benzhu has been following Zhao Laosan.

They are more like two brothers.

Naturally, the noble ladies also came, and in the first round there were also several noble ladies who were known as talented ladies who participated.

"The first round is based on the theme of spring."

"This is quite satisfactory."

Beside the mirror, the children watched with gusto.

The tea has already been stopped in front of me, and I have begun to compose poetry.

"The theme is spring. It's easy for them, right?"

When Zhao Changfu listened to the poem written by the first Juzi, he really didn't have any idea. He just opened his mouth and composed the poem, which was quite easy.

Poems are also good poems, at least that's what he thinks.

Soon it was the second person's turn, and he also opened his mouth to form a poem, which was not difficult at all.

"It's just because the theme of spring is so common, it's difficult to stand out."

Zhao Yigui silently recited the poem written by the two poets just now. It was good, but not outstanding enough.

The following poems were also written in the same way, and received only polite approval from everyone.

The children didn't understand, but they thought every poem was very good. After listening to it, they all praised it.

"Wow!"

"This one is really good."

Genuine admiration and applause are much more sincere than compliments in the venue.

Finally, the teacup dangled in front of Boss Zhao.

The new No. [-] scholar has never heard of any of his poems that have been circulated.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Boss Zhao stared at everyone's eyes, took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.

Without picking up the pen on the small coffee table beside him, he motioned to the half-kneeling attendant in white behind him to record it on his behalf.

When the little attendant picked up the pen, he slowly spoke sentence by sentence.

There is no beautiful scenery and beautiful girl like the previous example.

In Mr. Zhao’s poems, there is family and hometown.

Work

After the poem was completed, there was silence for three seconds while everyone cheered.

Rao is a young man from an aristocratic family, and he also feels the spring of Lihua Village in this poem.

The mountains are full of pear blossoms, the river flows eastward, the fields are cultivated and fished, and it is full of life.

The poem is not gorgeous, but more of a deep love.

There is no gorgeous rhetoric, which can be regarded as a new approach and unique in the poetry meeting.

Since then, Boss Zhao has made a new start. Those who were previously worried about being ordinary and following the crowd also changed their minds.

Poems with personal characteristics emerge one after another, novel and unique.

Some people followed Mr. Zhao's artistic conception. The poem describes the spring that is not so beautiful, but unique to his hometown.

"Wow!"

"This is a shift from the gorgeous style to the emotional style!"

Lu Ming, who had not received any education in poetry writing and was a science major in his previous life but had no literary talent, was amazed.

The few children with high cultural literacy were deep in thought.

Write down these verses silently.

"Really, the candidates for the new imperial examinations are all students with extraordinary talents."

The children who preferred to play with knives, guns, or arithmetic all looked at each other.

I didn’t really understand it, I just thought it was awesome.

Zhao Changfu leaned into Zhao Changan's ear and whispered: "I used to only think that I could read and read some interesting books, and I could be considered half a scholar."

"Now I feel that, let alone a scholar, I am probably still half illiterate."

Zhao Changan felt the same way. He was so excited that he wanted to compose a poem just now, but his mind was full of mush. Even if he wanted to use gorgeous words, he was limited by the lack of vocabulary.

"Can Yigui compose poetry?"

Under the background of his brothers and sisters, Zhao Yigui, who can be regarded as an educated man, pondered for a while.

Son, he actually said a poem.

Although there are some differences between the poems made by the poets, the children thought it was already very good. They all applauded and praised, and blew rainbow farts.

Zhao Yigui pointed to the young man sitting at the end in the mirror.

"He looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is already a candidate for the new imperial examination."

Before seeing other talented children, Zhao Yigui also had a talent for points, which made him a little proud.

After leaving Lihua Village, I arrived in the capital. Although I had no contact with the young masters in the capital, I don't know how knowledgeable they are.

However, Qin Chushi, the sister of the Qin family, and Mu Yuyao, the sister of the Mu family, whom he has become friends with, I heard that at his age, he has already become famous, not only through poetry, but also through painting, calligraphy, incense making, and embroidery. .

Girls are still like this. There are not many men in the capital who have the title of gifted scholar. Almost all of them have become famous at a young age. At his age, everyone has published a collection of poems.

Zhao Yigui was hit hard and studied even harder. Hearing from sister You, most of the young men from aristocratic families in the capital were enlightened at the age of three. They were taught by famous teachers since they were young and would be sent to academies when they were older.

Although Wu You is a member of the royal family and does not have to take the scientific examination, and his literary talent is not valued, he still has to learn no less and even more courses.

Before I was twelve years old, I was in the academy every day, with a full schedule of classes, and I only had time for festive banquets.

In Lihua Village, it is unheard of for a family to educate their children and let them read and practice calligraphy for two hours every day. Zhao Yigui studied for three or even four hours every day and already felt that he was working hard.

When talking about Wu You’s study time when he was young, four hours was enough

It's quite small, except for eating and sleeping, and a very small amount of short rest time. I spend almost the whole day studying with the teacher. Sometimes I don't have enough time to finish my homework, so I have to stay up all night to finish it.

Zhao Yigui is only thirteen this year. He originally thought that he was too young to worry too much, but now it seems that he is being too easy on himself.

In the words of Sister Lu Ming, big cities are like volumes!