As soon as the topic came out, some people were happy and some were worried.
In fact, this question naturally relies on wisdom and adaptability. Even if someone has great literary talents and is knowledgeable about the past and present, they may not be able to use this question alone.
When Xue Poye heard the question, he almost laughed out loud. A sense of superiority from time travel immediately surged through his body. Perhaps for people of this era, this is an extremely difficult question, but for later generations when intelligence tests are everywhere,
This is really child's play.
Looking sideways, he saw a low-level official scratching his head and scratching his head, frowning, with a sad look on his face. He was obviously thinking desperately about the answer. Looking around, there were many people in this posture, and even many great Confucian scholars squinted their eyes.
, frowning and thinking hard.
Finally, he thought of Liu Tuo and looked at him, only to see him scanning the crowd with a smile and a confident look on his face. He naturally understood the answer, but He Ruhui next to Liu Tuo had a gloomy face and thumped his head.
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When I went to look at Tan Ziqing, I saw that he was also looking at me, with a smile on his face, stroking his beard and nodding.
Damn, the old guy's eyesight was really good. He could actually see himself, nodded, and smiled.
Seeing that someone had already started to answer the questions on the paper, Xue Poye did not waste any time and scribbled down the answers he had already had in his mind on the paper, and then wrote his name underneath.
"There are no fish in the wells, no rocks in the mountains, no rocks, no dead trees, no branches, no immortals, no women, no wives, no husbands, no imperial cities, no markets!"
In fact, this puzzle comes from the "Records of the World of Sakyamuni" and is a "Sutra of Encouragement to Practice". If it is interpreted according to the explanation, it can be explained by the twelve branches of the heavenly stems.
Sighing and feeling uneasy, the second young master shouted loudly: "It's time to retract the papers!"
The maids and servants immediately stepped forward to collect the papers, and those who had not written the answers had to write a few words at random.
As soon as the paper was collected, there were some who sighed and grimaced, some who were anxious and sweating on their foreheads, some who were confident and awesome, and some who were calm and relaxed, and so on.
The papers were handed over to the three tables in Han Mozhuang, and Han Xunmo and his wife immediately began to examine the papers.
At this time, more servants and maids filed out, bringing all kinds of delicacies and placing them on the table. Rare fruits, duck feet and phoenix green, good tea and fine wine, everything was of the highest quality.
Xue Poye looked at it and could only sigh. The Lu family's wealth is indeed extraordinary. Even if the Lu family is like this, imagine that the Fang family in the south of the Yangtze River is naturally even more astonishingly wealthy. It's no wonder that Fang Zhenyuan is so close to the prince. The prince
Naturally, I would not leave such a convenient bank vault behind.
As soon as Tan Ziqing waved, everyone showed humility and started eating and drinking.
Xue Poye also tasted it, and it tasted really good. He was drinking and eating vegetables leisurely, and he was very happy. The official sitting next to him suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Brother, brother!" Xue Poye turned his head.
Looking over, I saw him saying hello with a grimace and a forced smile.
Xue Poye smiled and said, "Is there something wrong, sir?"
The official asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you sure?"
Xue Poye knew whether his question paper was successful or not. He smiled lightly and said leisurely: "This is a question that plays with your brain. No one dares to say that you can pass it. Hey, my lord, how do you feel?"
The man smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "What the hell, we have to answer such a complicated question. We really treat these people as the number one scholar. ***, I have no hope of seeing the Buddha at night." His words were quite interesting.
Somewhat unwilling.
Several old masters over there quickly reviewed it. It didn't take long before the review was finally completed. From the hundreds of answer sheets, only less than 10% of the answer sheets were left on the shore. The other papers were handed to the boy on the side and taken away.
Everyone could see clearly and knew that the papers left behind were those of those who were promoted. Looking at those papers, many people already showed annoyed expressions.
The old masters handed the papers to the second young master. The second young master looked at them and finally said: "Everyone, the papers have been reviewed!" He shook the thin papers in his hands and said loudly: "I read the name.
, will advance to the next round.”
The officials, scholars, and scholars all looked at each other in confusion, waiting for their names to be read out. The precious Ye Zhan Buddha stood quietly on the table. Everyone knew that if their name was not in the paper, the precious Ye Zhan Buddha would be gone.
Gone far away.
"Well...Liu Tuo, Sikong Xin, Duanmu Qing...!" The second young master read word by word, until he read the last of the nine names: "...Xue Poye!"
Liu Tuo also passed the test.
The second young master seemed a little surprised when he thought of "Xue Poye". He looked around, saw Xue Poye here, and smiled attentively.
Liu Tuo heard his name over there, and he was somewhat proud. When he heard the last name "Xue Poye" was read out, he immediately frowned, looked around, and finally found Xue Poye, with a flash in his eyes.
He passed by a sharp gaze, extremely cold, and his expression was extremely gloomy.
As soon as the names were read out, those who were promoted were naturally ecstatic, while those who were not promoted sighed, grimaced, sighed, and some even bumped their heads against the case, feeling extremely upset.
After the second young master finished reading out all the names, Han Mozhuang stood up and clasped his fists and said: "After selecting nine extremely intelligent talents, I congratulate you all for having the opportunity to obtain the rare treasure of Night Vision Buddha."
A scribe in white asked: "But I don't know what the next topic is?"
Han Mozhuang coughed twice and said slowly: "This second level is also the last level. Please show off your literary talent and write two poems. Then the three of us will taste it together and select the best talent to give to Ye Ye."
Look at the Buddha!" After saying that, he clasped his fists to the left and right, and Master Xun and Master Mo on both sides also nodded.
The scribe in white laughed loudly and said leisurely: "Write lyrics? Very good." He looked extremely confident.
In fact, the nine people selected at this level, except for Liu Tuo and Xue Poye, were all scholars and scholars, and they were all quite proficient in poetry and literary talent. When Han Mozhuang mentioned that poetry was used to differentiate between superiors and inferiors, he was naturally very interested and interested.
There is a saying that "There is no one in literature, no two in martial arts". This is also what is said on the stage. Once a literati has really studied the art of literature and has made some small achievements, he will be extremely arrogant and self-righteous. He only thinks that his own articles are the best in the world.
The best works are all filled with self-confidence, which is also a common problem among scholars who have a noble spirit.
Masters Han Mozhuang and Xun Mo are both elders with very high status in the literary world. If one person can't convince everyone after reviewing it, but if three people review and discuss the result together, then everyone will naturally have no opinion.
A faint smile appeared on Xue Poye's lips, he sighed, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp, thinking: "The Lu family has really put a lot of thought into practicing this for Lao Tan. This flattery is loud and clear."
However, I felt something was wrong in my heart. If I really wanted to flatter Lao Tan, I would just present these two treasures directly to Lao Tan. Why spend so much money? In the end, these treasures would not fall into Lao Tan's hands.
Could there be some other hidden secret in this?
I heard Liu Tuo ask gently: "I want to ask Master Han, but I don't know what kind of proposition it is?"
Xue Poye looked at him and saw an elegant smile on his face. He looked quiet, elegant and extremely handsome. Liu Tuo's eyes seemed to be looking over here, and Xue Poye immediately felt his smile.
It was indescribably weird, that charming smile seemed to contain murderous intent hidden deep inside.
Before Han Mozhuang could answer, the second young master had already said loudly: "For the sake of fairness, you cannot write your names and surnames on the answer sheet this time. I will ask someone to give each of the nine people a piece of paper with numbers written on it, from one to nine.
, you write on the answer sheet according to the numbers on the piece of paper. After the three masters select the final masterpiece, whoever’s number matches the answer sheet will be the winner.” After a pause, he smiled and said: “Everyone, look at the numbers on the piece of paper.
After reading the number, keep it in mind and hand the piece of paper to the maid behind you for safekeeping."
This last sentence is naturally because I am afraid that someone will cheat and counterfeit the paper.
"What a way, what a way!" The crowd laughed immediately.
Seeing that many guests were still sighing and dejected for losing this opportunity to win the treasure, the second young master quickly said: "Friends who did not advance do not need to be discouraged. There is another treasure here that will be given away in the next show. Naturally, it will not
I disappoint you, but everyone has another chance."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes focused on the exquisite brocade box on the nanmu and gold silk table. Many people were still dejected, but when the second young master said this, their spirits suddenly rose again.
The Night Viewing Buddha was already extremely rare, and I thought the treasures in this brocade box would be just as good, and the atmosphere suddenly became high.
Han Mozhuang waited for everyone to calm down, then slowly said: "This proposition must be suitable for the situation." After a moment of silence, he looked up at the sky, then looked left and right, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's invite nine talents.
Use the bright moon and the chrysanthemum to make a poem each."
The scribes were happy at first, but their expressions immediately darkened.
The bright moon and chrysanthemums are naturally good themes for poetry, and they are easy to compose. Throughout the ages, there are many poems about the bright moon and chrysanthemums, and some of them have been passed down through the ages.
When several scribes suddenly heard such an easy topic, they were naturally very surprised. However, if they thought about it carefully, anyone with a little literary talent could write poems on such a subject, and even with the wisdom of their predecessors, they wanted to
It is extremely difficult to make a perfect sentence.
Although the topic of Hanmozhuang is simple, it is not easy to make a perfect sentence to win the treasure.
Xue Poye frowned, and was naturally aware of such a problem. Naturally, there was no shortage of wonderful verses about the bright moon and chrysanthemums from Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu, and others. The single sentences "When will the bright moon come?"
The poems by Li Bai, Du Fu and others in the Tang Dynasty were also widely circulated in the Chu Dynasty. The poems by Su Shi, Ouyang and others were exquisite, but not necessarily shocking.
If you want to do it, then come up with an immortal line.
Turn on your memory and quickly sift through your mind. Others need to think hard to compose lyrics, but we only need to choose words. If we want to choose, we must naturally choose extraordinary words and phrases.
In a trance, I suddenly thought of the sentences in that peerless classic.dd