Chapter 78: The Hunjun of the Song Dynasty has been completely stunned... (please collect and vote)
Zhao Ji's big hand firmly shook Gao Zhang's young man's shoulder, which was too thin to bear any pressure.
"During the palace examination, I hope you will work hard and create greater glory so that your dream as a teacher can come true."
"Let it be like a dream for me as a teacher to see you nominated for the gold medal list and become the number one scholar in this subject."
"What?..." Gao Zhang felt the heavy pressure on his shoulders, and he was going crazy.
I feel like my frail body is about to be crushed to pieces by the dream of Master Hunjun.
Gao Zhang froze in place, looking at the faint king with a look of expectation on his face.
Emperor, please calm down and be sensible.
You damn champion, can you please stop thinking about problems in places other than your brain?
Do you want me to take off my pants right now and show you? I am really a child whose hair has not yet fully grown.
"My teacher has great confidence in you, you will definitely be able to do it."
This is definitely a humiliation for Chi Guoguo, but the problem is that Master Hunjun is so confident in his beloved disciple.
"During the Qin Dynasty, there were twelve Gan Luo ministers, while in the Song Dynasty, we had Gao Zhang, the eleventh champion.
After getting off the carriage, I inquired and found that my father was playing ball in the backyard.
Looking at the talk in front of him, Zhao Ji has completely lost his wits and is blind and stupid.
Just thinking about it makes me feel honored to be a teacher..."
"Seeing Shaoqing's masterpiece now really makes me fascinated. I wonder which stunning beauty Shaoqing is looking for to get this inspiration?"
Considering that no matter how much I think about it, I won't be able to become the number one pick by using off-the-chart moves, I just give it up and might as well enjoy it in time.
How about I tell Hunjun that those things in the dream are completely unbelievable?
But when I think about my damn beautiful, sophisticated and thin golden body, I still talk about it like a chicken.
No matter how he kicked the ball, picked it up, or pushed it, it would land on his instep obediently and docilely.
After all, he, Zhou Bangyan, was the most famous generation since Su Dongpo.
Surrounded by the frightened Fu An and others, he got into his carriage and lay down inside the carriage.
Put your little hand behind your back and watch the ball. Whether the number one pick or not will be discussed later.
After all, this poem is so exquisitely written that it can make people feel immersed in it.
This provoked bursts of cheers from the servants of the Gao family who were also very skilled in playing ball.
He was so proud that he created such a masterpiece that will last forever.
Gao Zhang couldn't help but put his finger into his mouth and whistled. It was awesome. He was worthy of being the Song Dynasty ball king who became a captain by playing ball.
Now that’s it, now that the foolish king really regards me as a child prodigy, what should I do?
What if I get a poor ranking in the imperial examination? How can I behave as a human being?
Zhao Ji, who became more and more beautiful as he thought about it, showed a proud smile and couldn't help laughing loudly facing the stunning lake view.
Zhao Ji turned his head slightly and saw his beloved disciple Xiao Gao, who had a solemn expression next to him, as if his heart was going through ups and downs. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.
On the way, a piece of bird droppings dropped directly onto the lake, causing beautiful ripples...
Official Zhao Ji showed a confident and calm smile, raised his big hand and waved it in the air.
In this way, no matter how much I use this child, the people in the world and the officials in the court will have nothing to say.
Gao Zhang looked at the blue sky with despair on his face, and saw a black bird flying across the lake with a squawking sound.
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Zhou Bangyan, who had just been transferred from the position of Shaoqing of Weiwei Temple to Shaoqing of Zongzheng Temple a few days ago.
It is even more impossible to expose Miss Shishi. After all, the Zhao Guan family has been obsessed with Miss Shishi for a long time.
I hope that I can become the top pick based on my true ability. This is really nonsense.
How could he be willing to share this charming and talented woman with other men?
Facing the discussions and inquiries from these officials, Zhou Bangyan always maintained a reserved and subtle smile.
Especially the description of the charming and charming characters of men and women is absolutely flawless, as if everyone has seen it with their own eyes.
Gao Zhang was frightened out of his dream, and when he opened his eyes, the carriage had stopped in front of the mansion.
In the backyard, my father Gao Qiu, who was in great spirits during happy events, was full of energy today and was playing ball more and more fancyly.
At this moment, he had finished his official duties and was in the public room with a group of colleagues, drinking tea, eating cakes, and bragging.
The enthusiastic smile on his face gradually disappeared and turned into a handsome little face that was indifferent.
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On the way back, Gao Zhang first said goodbye to Master Hunjun, who was full of ardent expectations for him. After Gao Zhang watched his master and his entourage gradually drifting away.
Beside him, Hun Jun sat in front of him, making fists with both hands and waving them at him frequently.
Zhou Bangyan was perfunctory with these subordinate officials, and it was absolutely impossible for him to tell that his passion for creation originated from under the bed of Miss Shishi.
This made it impossible for those officials to guess his true thoughts. However, among these officials, there were also some gossipy and curious people.
As the provincial candidate for the Jinke Provincial Examination, he works side by side with the cute Cai Laoliu who passed the imperial exam through saucy manipulation and shady tricks after failing the exam.
And these days, the topic that Zongzheng Temple officials talk about most is naturally poetry.
"If you can become the number one scholar in this subject, then your name, Xiao Gao, will definitely be remembered by the world."
"That's right, the woman who can let Zhou Shaoqing write such a masterpiece for her must be one of the most beautiful women in Bianliang City..."
He has used his true ability to become a member of Jinke Shogen. I really hope that he can create greater glory and reach the sky in one fell swoop.
"My master knows your abilities. Because of this, I am looking forward to your performance in the palace examination even more."
Gao Zhang, who was lifeless and with a numb expression, opened his mouth and laughed cooperatively as he listened to the laughter of the foolish man next to him.
In particular, the song "Youth Traveling* and Knife Like Water", which has been circulating and becoming popular a few days ago, has become a must-click song for every veteran driver who goes to Goulanguange.
Behind him, Yang Jian, the dead eunuch with a ribbon on his forehead, waved a big flag in his hand and wrote: Prodigy Number One Scholar.
In the dream, I was taking part in the palace examination and was racking my brains, trying hard to come up with a masterpiece that would shock the world and make people cry.
Of course, maybe this is Zhou's own personal experience, which inspired him.
Like a salted fish, it swayed in the carriage according to the rhythm of the carriage.
"Ah, this..."
After thinking for a long time, Gao Zhang, who had no idea how to become the number one scholar, fell asleep deeply in the bumps of the carriage.
Seeing that they wanted to continue asking the question to the end, Zhou Bangyan quickly changed the subject.
Remind those colleagues who have forgotten that their lunch break is over and ask them to get back to work quickly.
Before these officials could leave, at this moment, some officials came to report anxiously, saying that an angel had come to find Zhou Bangyan to deliver the official decree.
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