The moment they saw this title, everyone was stunned.

What does this have to do with gold and silver?

Just reading further down, the fluent poems opened the eyes of the saint!

"Golden bottles of wine cost ten thousand coins, and jade plates of precious wine cost ten thousand coins."

“Great literary talent!”

Seeing this poem, the saint couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart!

Among the poems written by academy students, few can surpass these two sentences alone!

"This..."

The three great scholars were also astonished, and everyone behind them also had mixed reactions.

"Is this guy so talented?"

Princess Yongle, who had always remained as well-behaved as a vase on such occasions, was a little startled.

Suddenly I felt like I was missing something.

There was no change in the expressions of Zhang Zonghan and Yang Tiance. The former looked coldly indifferent, while the latter was not surprised.

On the contrary, Deng Xian smiled calmly:

"The rhetoric is gorgeous and the sentence structure is good, but it also falls into flattery and covets the world."

"This scholar is fashionable and greedy for gold and silver. If he is expected to become an official in the court in the future, why not eat so much?"

This is the subtlety of this test question. It seems to be about simple money, but it can test students' attitudes and views on gold and silver.

As the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, he naturally did not come here to make a living. He also wanted to use these poems to judge the conduct of the students and consider recruiting them.

Although these two sentences are gorgeous now, in Deng Xian's opinion, this person is talented, but he cannot be put to great use.

But he was quickly slapped in the face by the following two sentences.

"I stopped eating and threw chopsticks. I drew my sword and looked around, feeling confused!"

The saint read out slowly, with a glimmer of light in his eyes!

In an instant, the image of a scribe who abandoned the luxurious feast in front of him, drew his sword, stood up and looked around appeared in front of everyone. The confusion in the poem could be clearly understood by the people present!

"Deng Aiqing, even though the luxury is worth thousands, he doesn't want to take another look at it. Is this also coveting gold and silver?"

"It's the lower official who made the decision!"

Deng Xian's face was so painful that he didn't dare to say a word.

Zhang Zonghan, who had always been cold and cold, finally showed some changes in his expression. I don’t know what he was thinking of.

Princess Yongle was even slightly flirtatious, and the feeling of missing something became more intense.

"If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the Taihang Mountains, which are covered with snow."

"When I was free to fish on the green stream, I suddenly found myself dreaming of a sunken boat."

In the four lines of Zhongque's poem, although everyone does not know where the Yellow River and Taihang are, they can still feel the bitterness in them.

I want to cross a river, but it is blocked by a glacier; I want to climb a mountain, but it is covered with snow!

In my spare time, I fished in the stream. In my dream, the sun and moon seemed to be shining brightly while sailing on the boat. It was obviously some hope of being reused.

In a daze, the saint couldn't move his eyes for a long time. He was actually intoxicated with the past events of the old dynasty!

While Daxia still exists, if Namojun has his way, the world will not be taken away by himself.

On that day, he called on the world to bring all the talents in the world into his possession, but right before his eyes, someone was so angry about his unfair experience?

He suddenly woke up, and changed from a sentimental person to a saint who could not see clearly.

"It's hard to travel, it's hard to travel, now we're on the wrong road, how can we stay there?"

"This guy actually abandoned the Qilu pattern and made such a bold breakthrough?"

Compared with the intentions of these four games, everyone was more surprised by the changes made by Zhang Yuchen.

Wang Ning, the most senior among the three Confucian scholars, couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Most of the Ming Dynasty poems were mainly composed of seven words and five words, and few poems dared to break the pattern like this.

"Your Majesty, this is not in line with the subject matter..."

"If you don't break it, you won't stand it!"

These four words of saint keep everyone silent.

"There will be times when strong winds and waves break, so hang up your sails and sail across the sea!"

The saint took a breath and felt the hairs on his hair rising. His mood, which had finally calmed down, could not be calmed for a long time!

The previous depression, confusion, chaos and lack of ambition completely dissipated like mist after Xiaque asked where the avenue is!

Life will always be rough, but you can believe that one day, you can ride the strong wind and break the thousands of miles of waves, and you can set up the long sail and move forward bravely!

No one said a word, they were so shocked by this majestic poem that they were speechless!

Even if this poem just uses gold and silver to express aspirations, it may even be off-topic.

After a long while, the word sage was faint and there was no other emotion.

"Promotion."

There is no doubt that promotion!

......

"My dear friend, I would like to congratulate you first for your nomination on this gold list!"

"You don't have to flatter me, this isn't a candidate test."

Zhang Yuchen glanced at him sideways and took out a bottle of Tongting Pill:

"Enough for you to survive this poetry conference."

"Dad!"

Chai Dao said nothing, banged his head twice, and took the Tongting Pill into his bag like a pug begging for food.

Both of them have successfully advanced, so Chai Dao came to ask for elixir.

It's just that it's only one round now, and the promotion only involves names but no rankings. You have to wait until all three rounds of exams are completed before the results can be announced.

Ignoring Chai Dao who was smiling from ear to ear, Zhang Yuchen continued to copy the book.

"The 1699th successful copying of the book, reward: Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman!"

"The 1,700th successful copying of books, reward: Thirty years of Taoism!"

Since he was promoted to the Baoyu realm, his copying speed has become faster and faster, and his understanding has become more clear.

After receiving these thirty years of Taoism, he exhaled and inhaled, and then he contained this strength, turned it into awe-inspiring righteousness, and entered the fifty years of Baoyu.

Known as Xiao Yuan Perfect.

It is difficult to cultivate the Tao, but with his current strength, as long as he is born, he will be semi-invincible.

However, for Zhang Yuchen, being semi-invincible is not truly invincible after all.

How powerful is the punch of the Supreme Martial Arts Master?

The sky is falling apart?

Give a more intuitive and graphic example.

Just the rolling air waves from his punches can make not a single cloud visible within a hundred thousand miles!

What he has to face is this monster-like existence.

Because of him, the Houthis only dare to cause trouble but dare not fight.

Because of him, the Ming Dynasty was peaceful for forty years and Kyushu was stable.

I don’t know what method the old emperor used to make him obedient.

This kind of question is destined to get no answer, and Zhang Yuchen is too lazy to think about it.

It's break time now, and the word test will officially start tomorrow.

While he still has some time to spare, he will copy more books, hoping that no one will disturb him.

However, this is always the case, and things go counterproductive.

Just when he was about to continue picking up the pen, two voices sounded at the door of the third floor at the same time:

"Zhang Yuchen!"

"Huh!?"

The two people looked at each other, a little confused.

"You came to see him too?"

Again in unison.

Zhang Yuchen finally looked up and saw Liu Xiangyu and Princess Yongle staring at each other with big eyes. When these two beautiful women called out his name, the eyes of the students around him suddenly became strange and incomprehensible.
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Then the three of them looked at each other.

After a long silence, Zhang Yuchen did not obediently come down to talk to them as they thought.
Chapter completed!