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Chapter 46: Playing on the spot

"I really don't know."

Zhang Yutang nodded:

"Please don't judge me right or wrong. In this big exam, everything must be made public to show fairness and justice."

"Justice?"

Chen Lun felt a little angry:

"You came first in this big exam. Isn't this still fraud?"

Then he pointed his finger at Zhou Bowen, Su Dingfang, and Xu Xian, and Chen Lun roared:

"Three of them, one is like a white rainbow shining through the sun, one is full of wonderful penmanship, and the other one has some shortcomings, but his writing is beautiful and well-organized. He is the fourth one. Is there something wrong with your test paper?"

"Right and wrong are all matters of public opinion."

Zhang Yutang replied with a smile:

"The first question in this exam, the word "Mid-Autumn Festival" in the poem, requires that the word "Mid-Autumn Festival" and "month" should not be included in the word. In my poem, when does the bright moon appear, it is inconsistent with the rules. I should be pushed out of the first place and accept the disadvantage."

"Senior Brother Zhou Bowen, with his magnificent literary spirit and excellent lyrics, should be ranked first in the exam."

Zhou Bowen on the side listened with some panic:

"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it. There is no order of learning, and those who have mastered it come first. Xuedi Zhang is elegant in writing, and his every word contains the truth of literature and Taoism, and the righteousness of saints and sages. He should be the first in the big test."

"We don't have any objections to the top four. Their lyrics and writing are so elegant that we are willing to be inferior. We ask Qian Baishun, Wu Renxiong, and Chen Yihua to write another article on the spot. If they are really so talented, we will be convinced."

The students present looked at the humble Zhang Yutang and Zhou Bowen, and shouted together:

"Let them come out and compete again. Do they feel guilty and dare not come out?"

"come out!"

"come out!"

"Let them out!"

The shouts shook the sky, like thunder across the blue sky, and the roar was endless.

"Bring it out!"

Chen Lun's face turned pale. He waved his hand and asked the government officials to carry out the body of Mr. Chen. He glanced at the whole place and said coldly:

"This is my son Chen Yihua, who of you wants to compete with him?"

Seeing the unrecognizable Mr. Chen, there was a sudden silence in front of the examination room.

"The dead are great, and they are buried in peace. We won't let him care about it."

The students were silent for a while, and then loudly said:

"Let Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong come out, let them come out."

Waves of sounds were like a torrent, raging over Qiantang. Zhang Yutang could see it clearly. The clouds above Chen Lun's head were shaken by the impact of these shouts. The light was extremely dim, and there was a danger of destruction at any time, which was unpopular.

performance.

At this time, the public was excited. If Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong did not come out to calm the public anger, even if he was still a scholar after this exam, he would have been despised by the scholars and would not have any future.

This will even lead to the disgust and resentment of the scholars, and they will be targeted by some people with great hands and eyes. If you put a big hat on them casually, it will make them suffer for the rest of their lives.

Listening to the thunderous shouts of the students, Chen Lun's heart couldn't help but sink. Once the cheating in the examination room happened, his career path would come to an end.

But he was powerless to do anything about this matter, and the development of the situation was no longer under his control.

"What should we do?"

Far away from the examination room, in a relatively secluded alley, sat a handsome young man and a stout man.

The young man held a folding fan in his hand, swinging it gently, looking at the chaotic students, his eyes filled with anger:

"Li Yuan gave birth to a good son. He lost his wife and lost his army. Now he wants to drag us into trouble, harming others and not benefiting himself. What a villain."

"Baishun, let's not talk about that bastard. Sooner or later I will kill him. But now the public is raging, what should we do?"

When the strong man heard Li Yuan's son, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and then he scratched his head and ears:

"They know me, but I don't know them. For this exam, my father knew the questions in advance and paid a lot of money to hire someone to do it. If I am asked to answer it now, I will be exposed immediately."

"Once we are exposed, our Wu family's reputation will be wiped out. For the sake of the Wu family's reputation, my old man has to drive me out of the house."

"It's not like that for me."

The handsome young man was also a little downcast:

"At this point, we can only take one step at a time. Even the Holy Master thinks he is the loser, let alone us, let's go, let's go out and take a look. The water will come to cover us, and the soldiers will come to stop us. It's really not possible. The worst is to admit defeat. Those snowflakes and silver, we should treat them as

It’s just that I haven’t made any money.”

"That is, if people are here, you can still be afraid of not making money."

The sturdy man smiled when he heard this:

"As long as there is money, there is nothing impossible in this world. Once this crisis is over, I will start over again. At the worst, I will take the scholar exam again."

"I'm just afraid that this difficulty will be difficult."

The handsome young man is obviously not so optimistic:

"If things get so big, our family might give up on us. There are so many people in the family watching us eagerly, just waiting for us to make a mistake."

The two of them forced themselves to remain calm, followed by several young men with smiles on their faces, walking step by step from the street, nodding and smiling at the students next to them with every step they took.

The two people slowly walked up to Zhang Yutang and saluted slightly:

"Students Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong have met the holy masters."

Then he saluted Zhou Bowen and Su Dingfang:

"I have seen literary saints and literary giants."

Zhou Bowen and Su Dingfang looked at the polite two people and nodded slightly without saying a word.

Zhang Yutang also looked at the two of them with a smile and said softly:

"You two are also here. It just so happens that all the people on the list are here. If you have real talent and knowledge, let the truth be revealed to the world right away."

Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong looked at each other, feeling uneasy, so they had to bow and say:

"I will obey the orders of the Holy Master."

Zhang Yutang turned and looked at Chen Lun:

"If the adults don't have any objections, and the students will do their best, I will give you a question to see if there are any fools here."

"casual!"

Chen Lun had a dark face and waved his hand very unhappily.

He knew that this time he was finished, and he might not be able to recover.

"Thank you, sir!"

After cupping his hands, Zhang Yutang took a step forward and said loudly:

"Everyone feels that there is fraud in the examination room this time, so now I will give a question related to this matter. Based on this matter, everyone will write a masterpiece and write some of their own feelings and opinions. After writing, let's see how the level is.

."

"good!"

Zhou Bowen laughed and said:

"Cheating in the examination room has brought shame to the literati. I will write an article first to draw out the good news."

"Come! I'll serve you with pen and ink!"

Abao and Li Yong stepped forward and opened a square banner. Zhou Bowen took a long breath, became energetic, and started writing.

"A hundred years are short, who is the happy face? Even though life is limited, feelings are boundless, joy and sorrow are always accompanied; pain can be painful, laughter can be joyful, just wishing without eternal regret, not everything may come true."

I straightened my long pen and wrote the last stroke. A bright light pierced the sky like a rainbow.

"Okay, this is mine."

Zhou Bowen put down his long pen and said with a smile:

"The busy world is not a good place for me to do my studies. The waves are rolling, and the stars are shining in the country. That is the life I want. After this incident, no matter what, I will not be a scholar, but give it to

Later people, I hope that later people can be granted official titles and benefit the country. I'd better study the knowledge I like."

While walking and laughing, a long rainbow penetrated the sun, and a shadowy figure appeared.

"I'll be the second one!"

Su Dingfang looked at Zhou Bowen who had left freely and felt envious. Unfortunately, they did not agree with each other. He preferred to lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman and gain power over the world.

"Every day, the glass of wine is full, the flowers in the small garden are blooming in the morning, I sing and dance to my heart's content, unrestrained and unrestrained. There are many spring dreams in the history, and there are so many geniuses in the world. There is no need to care and arrange, just get it now!"

After finishing the word, the wonderful pen came into being, and then Xu Xian wrote a clear poem, which was also meaningful, clear and powerful.

After Xu Xian did it, Zhang Yutang looked at Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong with a smile:

"It's your turn. If you haven't thought about it yet, I'll do it first."

"Holy Master please come first."

Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong are sweating on their foreheads:

"How to write this word? If it doesn't matter if it's a chicken fight, it's better to kill us than to write words and compositions."

"That's fine! I'll just do it first."

Zhang Yutang closed his eyes slightly and silently sensed the sages of astronomy and Taoism. A cloud of auspicious clouds rolled in, the sound of celestial beings and Buddhist rhymes rippled, and in the clear sky, the shadows of hundreds of sages were reflected in the sky.

Compared to the past, there is one more phantom among these saints.

Taking a closer look, it was Zhang Yutang.

When I pick up the pen and write, every word is blooming with divine brilliance and literary brilliance, which fills the sky and the earth.

The shadow of the sage in the sky followed the pen and ink and began to recite:

"On the golden list, I occasionally miss the leading position. What should I do if the Ming Dynasty has temporarily left a virtuous man? If the success is unsuccessful, why not fight wildly? There is no need to talk about losing. Talented poets are naturally white-robed prime ministers."

After finishing the writing, everything will shine.

"Fireworks in the alleys, and the promise of a beautiful barrier. Fortunately, I can find the right person. I can nestle in the red and green, have a romantic life, and have a smooth life. Youth is all the same. I can bear the frivolous reputation and exchange it for a shallow drink and sing in a low voice!"

As I finished writing, characters as big as millstones appeared in the sky. The characters were like shining stars, the precious light rushing against the bull, and the literary energy shooting the sun and the rainbow.

"It's your turn too!"

Zhang Yutang put down his pen and looked at Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong again.

"Quick, it's your turn!"

"Let us see your masterpiece!"

"I don't believe you can write any nonsense about a wandering young man from Zhangtai."

"Let's get started!"

In front of the examination booth, the students woke up from the wonderful speeches. Looking at Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong who were sweating like rain, they all shouted in unison.

"Let's go, let's see if these two are cheating in the exam."

The middle-aged man in the inn led a young girl to wander near the examination booth and looked inside carefully.

"If Chen Lun violates the law and engages in malpractice for personal gain, let the eight governors come immediately and remove Chen Lun from his official position to show the anger of the people."

"yes!"

Among the crowd surrounding the middle-aged man, one person responded softly, and then trotted out.

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