"Even if you read excellent works, you don't have to be like this..."
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Seeing his lost look, several examiners asked in surprise.
Mr. Liang showed unusual behavior during two consecutive marking sessions, which really aroused their curiosity.
Two people approached him from his left and right and each picked up a test paper.
""Song of Lime"..." A square-faced examiner twirled his beard and read: "Thousands of hammers have carved out the deep mountains, and the fire is burning them as if nothing happens. Don't be afraid of your bones being broken into pieces, you must leave your innocence in the world..."
There was a strange look in his eyes, and he said: "With such integrity, if this person becomes an official in the court, he will be the censor!"
A fellow student next to him laughed and said: "Master Mu is also good at chanting things. It's up to you to judge this poem. It couldn't be better..."
The square-faced man nodded and said: "It is best to use objects to describe people, and the language is simple and natural, without any elaboration..."
Another examiner with a fair face and no beard looked at another test paper and murmured: "I am too lazy to draw my eyebrows, too late to put on makeup and wash up..., the new post is embroidered with ruffles, and there are two golden partridges..., this article is all in one spirit.
There is not a single word in it, the composition is extremely dense, and the levels are extremely clear... It is surprising that a man can write a poem about a woman's resentment to such a level, which is quite a legacy of the "Huajian School" of the Later Shu Dynasty..."
The examiner with a square face handed him the test paper and said, "Master Li, have you finished reading it? Let's switch and I'll see how his lyrics go..."
The examiner named Li nodded, and the two exchanged test papers.
Mr. Mu took the poem, glanced at it, frowned, and said with dissatisfaction: "If you don't follow the right path, you will go astray. What are you writing about separation, resentment, and the privacy of men and women..."
Master Li was dissatisfied when he heard this and said: "What is the right way and what is the wrong way? When Prime Minister Wang was young, he was good at "Flower Poems". Master Mu is saying that he has gone astray?"
Lord Mu frowned and said, "Who said anything about Prime Minister Wang?"
Mr. Li stretched his neck: "That's what you mean!"
Seeing signs that the two were quarreling again, several people quickly tried to persuade them: "Hey, you two adults, calm down, calm down..."
The two examiners had already been alarmed. They both stood up and walked over. Fang Hong looked at the two of them and asked in surprise: "What happened this time?"
An examiner handed over two test papers and said, "This test paper should be decided by Mr. Fang and Mr. Wang..."
Fang Hong took the test paper and handed one to another person next to him.
After the two read it, they exchanged words again.
Fang Hong thought for a moment and said: "Although these two poems have very different styles, if taken separately, they are both rare and excellent works..."
Mr. Wang nodded and said: "Although it is not uncommon for people to have varied styles of poetry and lyrics, those who are good at both are rare. This person has a very deep foundation in poetry..."
Fang Hong looked at the test paper in his hand again and said in surprise: "Why do I feel that this handwriting is a bit familiar..."
"Master Fang, do you think so?" Master Wang also had a look of surprise on his face, nodded and said, "It seems a bit familiar..."
Fang Hong thought for a moment, and a person's name suddenly appeared in his mind.
The two of them took the special test paper in the last session and read it countless times in order to find errors. Of course they were familiar with someone's handwriting.
A look of surprise appeared on his face, and he murmured: "It turns out it's him!"
Mr. Wang also realized something at this moment and said in surprise: "Why is it him again!"
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Yesterday, she borrowed some books from Zhong Yi. When Tangning went to her room to return the books in the evening, she saw Zhong Yi sitting at the table, lost in thought while looking at something. She probably didn't even hear his knock on the door.
He sat next to Zhong Yi and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Zhong Yi was startled. After coming to his senses, he whispered: "I'm looking at the poem you wrote today."
Tang Ning looked down and saw that she had copied the song "Bodhisattva Man" on the paper.
She looked at Tang Ning and said with some admiration: "Your poem about friendship is so well written..."
As the most talented woman in Lingzhou, she could not write women's poems as well as her husband. Zhong Yi felt quite complicated at this moment.
Tang Ning's first thought was whether Fairy Tang had betrayed him, but judging from Zhong Yi's expression, she shouldn't have.
Although the Tang Dynasty demons crossed rivers and burned bridges, they were not ungrateful.
"Poetry has no gender." Tang Ning looked at her and said, "There are many talented poets in history who are famous for their delicate and graceful style of poetry. There are countless poets who wrote about the grudges between friends..."
A person must develop in an all-round way. Literary ability can control the world with his pen. Literary ability can bring peace to the world with his pen, and martial ability can determine the world.
A good poet or lyricist must develop in an all-round way. He can write gracefully and sing boldly. When the mood comes, he can also write a few poems about flowers...
Who says men can't write better poems about women's complaints than women? This is blatant discrimination.
Tang Ning could actually understand Zhong Yi.
As a talented and talented woman, she naturally has her own pride. Being defeated by someone of the opposite sex in the field she is best at is indeed an unacceptable thing.
This is the same reason why he has always been worried about being unable to defeat Tang Yaoyao.
Tang Ning stood up, patted her shoulder, and comforted her: "Don't be discouraged, isn't it just a poem about friends' resentment? I'll teach you when I have time after I finish the state exam..."
He had an entire Huajian Collection. Tangning was confident that under his guidance, it wouldn't take long for her to transform from the most talented woman in Lingzhou to the most talented woman in Chen State.
With a few more years of guidance, more than a dozen years, and a few more decades, maybe she will be the most talented woman in history...
It’s a little exciting to think about raising a talented girl...
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The results of the second round will still be announced two days after the exam.
This time, Zhong Yi and the others were obviously not as nervous as last time.
Peng Chen was temporarily transferred to Gongyuan, so Tang Ning simply waited at home until he was notified of his return.
In the small courtyard, Tang Yaoyao sat next to Zhong Yi, looked at Tang Ning who was not far away urging Fang Xinyue to recite poems, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Yi, you said a man likes to write poems about women, is that right?
Doesn’t it mean that he actually yearns to be a woman..."
Zhong Yi shook his head and said: "Poetry has no gender. Since ancient times, there have been many talented people who are very good at women's poetry. This doesn't mean anything. Many women's writing styles are also extremely bold..."
Tang Yaoyao thought for a while and then asked: "What if he still wears women's clothes?"
Zhong Yi looked at him, shook his head and said, "What are you talking about..."
"Forget it, forget it..." Tang Yaoyao waved his hand and asked: "Where do you think he can get in this game..."
Zhong Yi shook his head, then looked at her and asked, "Who wears women's clothes?"
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On the day when results were released for the second session of the state examination, outside the walls of Gongyuan, although the number of candidates was much smaller than in the first session, there was still a huge crowd.
When the officers came out from the Gongyuan and posted the red notice on the wall of the courtyard, the crowd rushed inside impatiently.
Compared with the first round, only about 30% of the candidates were eliminated in the second round. Around the walls of Gongyuan, there were obviously more people with proud faces than those with sad faces.
The lists posted by the Gongyuan are listed in the A list first, then the B list, and above the A list, the names of the top three are more than twice as big as the names of the rest. As for the number one on the A list, they will occupy a separate column.
The official who posted the list has not yet left, and everyone is accustomed to scanning it from front to back, looking for their own names.
One person glanced across the list, as if he had discovered something, and moved his eyes to the front.
The next moment, he exclaimed: "Tangning!"
At the same time, there were exclamations everywhere under the list.
"Why is it him again!"
"He is number one on the A list again!"
"Why is he so good at poetry?"
"Beasts, beasts..."
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One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and in an instant, many people forgot to confirm whether they were on the list. They looked at the conspicuous name at the top of the list, with expressions of shock, envy, and jealousy...
