Bo Liuzhi bit his lip and walked towards him two steps, hesitating, "Song Shaoqing, are you going to take me to see Tuo... Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Song Shilian stopped, looked at her for no reason, and suddenly tugged his lips and smiled, "Why do the girl think she entered the palace?"

"..." Bo Liuzhi was stunned.

Song Shilian took another step and said as he walked, "Let me remind the girl, "The girl enters the palace to teach Princess Qinghe. Other thoughts that should not have should be taken away as soon as possible, otherwise the girl will suffer in the end."

Bo Liuzhi's eyelids twitched, and he understood.

In love, she thought her purpose of entering the palace had no intention...uh...well, she did have no intention!

He curled his lips and saw that he had walked away, and hurriedly followed him.

Song Shilian glanced at her at the end, "The girl's talent needs to be tested one or two. A special person will give the girl a test later. If the girl passes, she will take her to see the emperor. As for whether she can stay in the end, it depends on the emperor and Princess Qinghe himself."

“…”

Still need to test?!

Bo Liuzhi was silent.

She had no talent to learn. In modern times, she could swim around in the water twice. In ancient times, she is now a useless person.

Tsk...this self-awareness is really...cruel!

Just when Bo Liuzhi was anxious, Song Shilian had already brought her to Shanglinyuan.

Bo Liuzhi walked to the door and was really scared by the scene inside.

Six or seven men with gray hair and rigorous expressions sat in a row, staring at her with bright eyes.

This scene is somewhat like the interview scene in a workplace drama.

Seeing her standing at the door, Song Shilian reminded, "Girl, these are your examiners today. If they are all satisfied, I will take you to see the emperor next."

Song Shilian deliberately made the word "going to see the emperor" a bit serious.

Bo Liuzhi wanted to roll his eyes, so he walked in with a tough bullet.

Song Shilian retreated when she went in.

Bo Liuzhi stood in front of several people, a little cramped, staring at them by scrutiny, and felt like he was punished to stand in class, which was very bad!

The examiner sitting in the middle was more humble than the others, with a smile on his eyes and looked at the stool specially prepared for her behind her. There was a long table in front of the stool, a long piano, a flute, four treasures of the study, a painting brush, etc.

He said, "Please sit down, girl."

Bo Liuzhi smiled restrainedly and did not notice what was behind him. "Just just stand."

She actually wanted to say whether she could stop taking the exam and make it easier.

But I also know that this is not feasible.

The examiner in the middle smiled at his eyebrows, "The girl can sit down before the exam can start."

"..." Bo Liuzhi was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look behind him.

Suddenly, the corners of his eyes were cramped, he bit his lip and walked over and sat down.

The examiner nodded, "Please play a song first, my girl."

"..." Bo Liuzhi was silent and his face turned slightly red.

Staring at Changqin on Chang's desk, he was slow to move.

Song Shilian stood at the door, and seeing this, interest flashed in his eyes.

"Please, girl!" The examiner in the middle said gently again.

Bo Liuzhi closed his eyes, with a little ashamed in his eyes, "The little girl is not good at long-term piano and is afraid of tainting the ears of several adults."

The examiner in the middle glanced at the other people and said, "Is that girl good at flute?"

Bo Liuzhi's face turned redder and he shook his head.

"A painting?"

The blush spread to the ears and I shook my head.

"Trick?"

My neck turned red and I shook my head.

“…”

Several examiners looked at each other, one of them couldn't help it, and then asked, "Recite poems and essays?"

Bo Liuzhi shook his head in a conditioned reflex, his mind turned around, and nodded again.

The examiner in the middle was puzzled, "The girl shook her head and nodded, is that okay?"

Song Shilian narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but look at her with a little curiosity.

Bo Liuzhi felt that his face was so hot that he breathed a sigh of relief. He did not answer. He took the rice paper on the table and laid it, grinded it and wrote it.

Seeing this, several examiners did not urge and waited quietly.

After a while, Bo Liuzhi put down his pen, picked up the rice paper and blew it gently, slowly stood up from his position, presented his hands to the examiner in the middle, and then he retreated to his position to stand.

The examiner in the middle glanced at her first, then lowered his eyes and looked at what she wrote.

Surprise and weirdness flashed quickly in his eyes, and then turned into praise and sigh.

Several other examiners were curious, and one of them took it from him.

The expression is exactly the same as the examiner in the middle.

After reading it, everyone was silent and silent.

Bo Liuzhi was nervous. By the way, the poems borrowed by the heroine who traveled through time in the novel received unanimous praise? It turned into silence when it hit her?!

What's going on?!

After a while, the examiner in the middle suddenly laughed and read out what Bo Liuzhi had just written word for word, but he only read it once.

It is as snow as the mountains, as bright as the moon among the clouds.

I heard that you have two intentions, so I came to make a decision.

Today’s drink party, Mingdangou Shuitou.

The water flows east and west on the ditches.

It is sad and sad, and there is no need to cry when you marry.

I wish to be a person who is single-minded and never get along with me.

Bo Liuzhi was really a bit amazed at his memory.

This song "Song of White-Heads" written by Zhuo Wenjun is one she likes when she was studying in modern times, so she always remembers that there are two sentences at the end, "Who is the bamboo pole, and how is the fish tail tucked? Men value spirit, so why use a money knife?" However, she personally prefers to "I wish to get one person in one's heart, and never get along with each other."

Perhaps every girl has been looking forward to such an ending throughout her life, finding someone to be loved and long-lasting.

The girl who is in love has a strong yearning for such beautiful feelings, so she will be renewed for such wonderful sentences in ancient poems.

She can only remember one or two songs, after all, she was young...

Song Shilian raised the corner of his mouth strangely and murmured, "I wish to be a person who is single and never get along with me..."

The examiner in the middle smiled and looked at the other examiners with satisfaction, and said to Bo Liu Zhizhi, "Miss, can you attach another song? I am very impressed. The girl is so talented, and I am ashamed of myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, several other examiners agreed and asked her to write another song.

Bo Liuzhi twitched the corner of his mouth, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. He narrowed his eyes to cover the secret pleasure that was successful in his eyes, and smiled, "That little woman will be ugly."

So Bo Liuzhi picked up his pen and wrote another poem.

Fortunately, I still know how to recognize some words when I traveled through time, so I won’t be able to write them out.

After Bo Liuzhi finished writing it, he sent it to him.

The result of several examiners reading this was that they ignored Bo Liuzhi's piano, chess and paintings, which was considered to be passed by her.

Bo Liuzhi bent the corners of his mouth, lowered his head to thank him, and did not lift his head away.

Song Shilian frowned, quite curious about what she wrote in the next poem.

At this time, the examiner who had just sat in the middle walked over with the two poems she had just written and handed them to him in admiration, "This girl is really talented. These two poems are very good, very good!"

Song Shilian took it and said nothing.

Look down.

"Several sounds of drowning are heard, and the flowers are gone. I cherish the spring and the red leaves are broken. The rain is light and the wind is shining. The plums are green in the season. The willows in Yongfeng are gone, and the flowers are flying and snow are flying in the sun.

Don’t pluck the string, the most resentful string can be said. The sky will not grow old, and the love will not be eliminated. The heart is like two silks, with thousands of knots in it. When the night passes, the east window has not yet whitened and the waning moon is condensed."

After Song Shilian finished reading it, his eyes were glued at a certain point on the rice paper. After a moment, he smiled, "What a heaven is not old, and love is hard to stop."

Bo Liuzhi Ben was walking in front of him, and when he heard his words, he almost staggered and fell.

Sin.

This poem was written by Zhang Xian, and the title is "Qianqiu Sui".
To be continued...