Chapter 88 The wheel of fate directly crushed Gao Zhang's face...
Chapter 88 The wheel of fate crashed directly into Gao Zhang’s face... (please collect and vote)
Listening to those gorgeous words, Gao Zhang had to admit that Master Hunjun really had two skills.
I thought of the scene when Rihunjun and I were swimming side by side in the lake, hoping that I could be the top scorer in high school.
Gao Zhang really wanted to lie down on the desk and sleep until the imperial examination was over.
After all, it was not like Gao Zhang had never heard of the things that were tested in the imperial examination, but after hearing about the relevant imperial examination questions, he almost went crazy.
The kings of the early Northern Song Dynasty were all serious people after all, and the questions they asked were all serious.
But after his master, the faint king, came to the throne, the questions in the palace examination were completely unrestrained, which simply exceeded the limits of Gao Zhang's human mind.
Sometimes the questions are poems and poems quoting scriptures, sometimes they are essays, but sometimes, Taoist scriptures are used as exam questions.
I even heard from my own father, Gao Qiu, that Hunjun once presided over the palace examination for painting.
Gao Zhang finally understood why the Song Dynasty collapsed so violently. It was basically caused by this versatile and foolish emperor who loved to show off his talents.
After listening to those exciting anecdotes about the imperial examination, Gao Zhang really didn't know what to do except show off.
At this time, a dozen eunuchs came down the steps together, pasted the questions they copied on the wooden board, and showed them to the candidates.
Such practical actions proved that he is also on my side.
"Shang Shu, look..." At this moment, Wu Zhizhong heard Chen Shilang's low voice reminding him.
Wu Shangshu was immediately confused. What was going on with this child prodigy of the Gao family? Why did he look like he had seen a ghost after hearing the question of the imperial examination?
It is characterized by "collecting prose and writing about objects," focusing on describing scenes and expressing emotions through scenes.
After Chen Shilang received Wu Shangshu's secret instruction, he staggered down the steps, started walking, and came to a stop in front of Gao Zhang.
In his eyes filled with stars, he seemed to see God smiling evilly at him while holding a dry pipe, then drifting away with a dash of his tail.
Hmm... maybe it was during this period that my parents went to the ancestral hall every day to smoke the smoke for the ancestors of the Gao family, finally creating a better future for themselves.
Subconsciously looking in the direction Chen Shilang was pointing, he saw Gao Zhang sitting in front of the desk with a look of shock and disbelief.
Chen Shilang had three consecutive thoughts in his mind, subconsciously looking left and right.
But now, listening to what Wu Zhizhong read there, the more I listened, I felt something was wrong.
Chen Shilang had just taken a walk and was about to come back when he heard a burst of creepy laughter.
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with including this excellent article here.
Gao Zhang smacked his mouth and rubbed his pink and tender face hard.
It only took a few words, but it really sounded like a bell in the dusk drum city, deep in Chen Shilang's heart and soul.
"Youth and Country", and it's actually a gift, haha... This isn't a sub-question, is it still a proposition?
Many tributes were still frowning and thinking hard. Some of them had specially prepared wonderful poems before, but found that the title of the poem was wrong, so they could only curse silently.
Then he picked up his pen with a cheerful expression and selected himself as the number one candidate. After that, I will definitely be proud of myself and fly all the way in my career.
The words written by Gao Zhang's thin golden body with exposed muscles and bones seemed extra thin and majestic at this moment, with a sharp edge, a kind of sword sharpened from the sharp edge.
Maybe someone will jump out and say that this is not fu. Haha, please, fu is itself a style of prose.
Finally, Gao Zhang, who seemed to have seen a lump of gold falling from the world, woke up.
It was as if I saw that fateful car suddenly appear, then accelerate and hit the accelerator. The heavy tires ran over my face hard, leaving two ruts.
As the examiner, Chen Shilang naturally did not dare to say anything and just nodded slightly.
I definitely don’t dare to copy the entire article, so I can only excerpt a part of the content that is very suitable for the current moment.
When his eyes moved down and saw the content that Gao Zhang was writing furiously at this moment, Chen Shilang froze on the spot and his eyes suddenly widened.
“If you want to talk about the old and young of the country, please first talk about the old and young of the people. Old people always think about the past, young people always think about the future.
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Chen Shilang couldn't restrain his curiosity, so he quietly moved to Gao Zhang's desk.
Look at the rumored Cai Laoliu, the Qilin son of the Cai family not far away. He is looking at the test board held by the eunuch with a confused look on his face, obviously he has not yet understood the question.
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, I and Master Hunjun both had dreams of becoming the number one scholar before, which was already quite bizarre.
It’s just about preserving, so it’s always old; it’s about being progressive, so it’s new every day…”
Gao Zhang knew very well how brilliantly Liang Dada, the great educator of later generations, wrote the whole story, but this was the Song Dynasty.
"Young Chinese Fu...ah this..."
Looking at the title Gao Zhang wrote on the paper, Chen Shilang couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart.
As long as my master, who is versatile and has great literary appreciation, doesn't overheat his brain and freezes, he will definitely appreciate this kind of peerless writing.
And Xiao Gao, obviously already confident, began to put pen to paper.
Gao Zhang, on the other hand, had already begun to write, and wrote with great solemnity on Xuan Bai: Young Chinese Ode.
After saying this, he wandered away to the side.
"Do the questions well and do the questions carefully."
With the ever-famous Liang Dada as the basis for "Young China".
Well, although the content read by Wu Shangshu is a bit long, the summary is that when writing a poem about youth and country, the content should naturally be positive and uplifting. This is the test question of Jinke Palace.
"Boy, what's going on?"
Thinking only about the past gives rise to nostalgia; thinking only about the future gives birth to hope. Thinking only about the past gives birth to hope. Only thinking about the past gives rise to conservatism; only hope gives rise to progress.
When he looked up, he saw Xiao Gao, the child prodigy whom he and Wu Shangshu were very fond of, raising his pen with a hehe expression on his face.
Wu Zhizhong, above, finished reading the topic and handed the official handwritten document to an examiner beside him.
But now, the sudden appearance of Master Hunjun and his unconventional and saucy operations suddenly gave Gao Zhang the ecstasy of having his dream come true.
Or maybe they are beating their heads, hoping that it will serve as a wake-up call to gain inspiration.
It pays attention to literary grace and rhythm, and has the characteristics of poetry and prose.
I saw his beautiful calligraphy that is always pleasing to the eye. This hand alone can make people have a lot of favorable impressions of him.
Around him, all the tributes were still frowning and thinking hard, trying hard to formulate ideas and consider the words.
"...No way? No? No way?"
Wu Shangshu was standing on the steps, looking around the entire square, looking at the tributes who were thinking hard and had not yet written.
At this time, footsteps came from behind. Wu Shangshu turned his head, but Yang Jian, a close confidant of the official family, had already arrived beside him.
After smiling at himself, he looked down. Naturally, he had been ordered by the official family to come to see how the official's beloved disciple Xiao Gao was doing.
