"This..." Wu Chunlai complained endlessly. He cursed Lin Jue in his heart. This kid is trying to kill himself. He clearly didn't write a few words, and it might even be a blank paper, but he dared to speak so brazenly. He had already thought of a plan.
Write an answer sheet and sneak it into the answer sheet as a trick so that Lin Jue must go to high school. But now the emperor wants to see Lin Jue's answer sheet, so everything is in vain. The answer sheet cannot be replaced, and the matter cannot be done. Besides, he
What he said just now was so harsh. If the emperor saw Lin Jue's paper with few answers, he would definitely be furious and punished.
"Your Majesty, this...is against the rules. The exam has not yet ended. How can the candidates' answer sheets be shown to others? They need to be anonymous and transcribed before..." Wu Chunchao was making his final struggle, hoping to pass this test.
"Can't I even watch it?" Guo Chong frowned.
While Wu Chunlai was pondering, he felt his sleeves being pulled twice. It was Lu Zhongtian who was reminding him not to act recklessly. Wu Chunlai thought to himself: Prime Minister Lu, how do you know my difficulties? I am an informant for our future.
Thinking about it. Hey, that's it, it seems that I have to abandon this bastard. He brought it all on himself. When the Holy Spirit gets angry, I will have to add fuel to the fire and make this kid suffer a greater punishment. I have had enough of him.
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A deputy examiner rushed away and soon took Lin Jue's answer sheet and presented it to him. Everyone avoided suspicion and did not look at the answer sheet. Only Guo Chong stood in the middle holding the answer sheet and looked through it. Guo Chong's brows were originally
It was wrinkled, but not long after he looked at the answer sheet, he made an oh-oh sound in his mouth, and suddenly he opened his mouth in a daze and stopped making any sound.
"Hey, it's really over. The Emperor must be angry." Wu Chunlai thought to himself and shouted: "Your Majesty, this guy is a crazy person. He dares to speak nonsense in front of the Emperor. He will never be spared.
.I ask him to be punished for his crime. He deceived the emperor. This is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor and should be severely punished."
"Deceiving the emperor?" Guo Chong frowned, raised his head and looked at Wu Chunlai in surprise: "What's the crime of deceiving the emperor?"
Wu Chunlai scratched his head and said, "Isn't it... that he was so arrogant and said it was easy to answer the questions, but in fact his answers were a mess?"
Guo Chong suddenly burst into laughter, shook his head and said: "Did I say that his answer was bad? Where did you think? I was so surprised that I had nothing to say. Sure enough, he has his own reasons for being crazy.
, I was amazed after reading this answer sheet. I don’t need to look at other test papers. I think Lin Jue should be the first in this subject. If you don’t believe it, take a look at this answer article. I really can’t believe that he can write such a thing.
Here comes the article."
"What!" All the officials were stunned.
There was no need to read them one by one. Everyone unanimously decided to hand over Lin Jue's answer sheet to Yuan Xiandao, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, to read and comment on it. Yuan Xiandao was one of the leading figures in the literary world at that time, and his reputation for poetry and prose was still higher than that of Fang Dunru.
Although his character is deficient, in terms of poetry and literary criticism, no one can surpass him.
In fact, Yuan Xiandao already knew Lin Jue's literary talent. He attended both oiran competitions. The first time Lin Jue's "Ding Feng Bo" amazed him. The second time, Lin Jue's first song of "Shui Tiao Song" made Yuan Xiandao even more aware.
What is a genius? When Lin Jue appeared just now, he also recognized Lin Jue. However, Yuan Xiandao did not intend to admit that he knew Lin Jue. After all, he is a leading figure in the literary world. No matter how good the poetry of the younger generation is, it is Lin Jue who should take the initiative.
It was just a show of goodwill. However, Lin Jue didn't recognize him at all.
After getting Lin Jue's answer sheet, Yuan Xiandao first went to see the lyrics. Because in his opinion, Lin Jue was good at lyrics, and the emperor must have been amazed by his lyrics, so he said the exaggerated words just now.
"The flowers have faded to red, green and apricots are small. When the swallows are flying, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willows blowing on the branches. There is no grass anywhere in the world! There are swings in the wall and roads outside the wall. People walking outside the wall, the beautiful lady inside the wall laughs. The laughter gradually disappears.
The voice gradually became quieter. I was passionate but was annoyed by ruthlessness." Yuan Xiandao read.
"Oh, it's really good. The poem "Die Lian Hua" is written with vivid emotions, hazy artistic conception, and endless aftertaste. It is indeed a good word. No wonder the emperor praised him. Wonderful, wonderful!" All the ministers praised it one after another.
Yuan Xiandao frowned and said: "This poem is indeed good, but... it cannot be regarded as an excellent poem. In the literary world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, such poems can only be regarded as middle-to-high-quality poems, but they cannot be regarded as top-notch poems. Your Majesty
, Lin Jue's lyrics are not even as good as his Qiu Wei poem "Bu Suanzi". I have read that poem, so it is a masterpiece, but his poem is just average."
Yuan Xiandao is not relying on his old age, he is telling the truth. Because he had too high expectations for Lin Jue's lyrics, and now he is even more disappointed. Although this poem is fresh and graceful, it is also a good masterpiece, but if you rely on this poem
To say that he is the number one scholar is too exaggerated.
Guo Chong smiled and said: "Master Yuan is very strict. I just read the divination poem you mentioned last night. Isn't it 'The missing moon hangs the sparse tung trees, which breaks the silence of the people in the beginning. Who sees the lonely people coming and going alone, misty
Gu Hongying. Startled but looked back. No one can forgive him for his hatred. He picked up all the cold branches and refused to live on them. The lonely sandbank is cold.' I think my memory is pretty good."
"Your Majesty has a good memory. He actually memorized this poem. It's this one. Which of these two poems does Your Majesty think is better?" Yuan Xiandao said, blowing on his gray beard.
Guo Chong chuckled and said, "I'm not here to review the poems. Please read the next two articles and then talk about it. When I say he can be the number one scholar, I'm not talking about his poems."
"Oh?" Guo Chong's words aroused everyone's appetite. Yuan Xiandao hurriedly turned to the answer sheet at the back, and then he saw the eloquent "Red Cliff Ode".
"In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, I and my guests went boating under the red cliff. A gentle breeze came slowly, and the water was calm. I drank wine with the guests, recited poems about the bright moon, and sang graceful chapters. After a while, the moon came out of the east.
On the mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew crosses the river, and the water reaches the sky. A single reed is like a sky, and the vast expanse is vast. It is as vast as Feng Xu riding the wind, but does not know where it stops; fluttering as if left alone in the world.
, become immortal and ascend to immortality.”
"...? Banners covering the sky, drinking wine by the river, and writing poems across the tree, I have been a hero for a lifetime, and now I am safe? Kuang Wu and his son fished and cut wood on the river, making friends with fish and shrimps, and making friends with elk, driving a leaf.
In the small boat, I hold up the gourd to belong to each other. I send the mayflies to the sky and the earth, a drop in the vast sea. I mourn the brief moment of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River. I carry the flying immortals to travel, and I hold the bright moon for the rest of my life. I don’t know how unexpected it is, and I entrust it to you.
Reverberating in the sad wind."
"..."
"..."
"The guests were happy and laughed, washing the dishes and drinking more. The food was all gone, and the cups and plates were in a mess. We were lying on each other's pillows in the boat, and we didn't know how white the east was."
At the beginning, Yuan Xiandao's voice was average. However, the more he read, the more he entered the realm. He was infected by the majesty of this poem, the beauty of words, the majestic momentum, and the depth of emotion. He is a leading figure in the contemporary literary world, and he is not just a false name.
. He knew at a glance what kind of poetry was good or not. But this was the first time in his more than seventy years that he had read such a wonderful poem. Therefore, the true temperament of the literati was naturally revealed, and he could not help but sigh.
.The poem, which was already free and carefree, was read in a cadence and was extremely beautiful. Until I read the last sentence, "We are sleeping together in the boat, and we don't know how white the east is." After the last sentence, tears filled my eyes.
vertically and horizontally.
Those present were all important officials in the court, and no one was accomplished in both poetry and prose. They all had experience in the mountains of books and the sea of poetry. Because in the Zhou Dynasty, if you were not talented in literature, you would not even have the chance to be an official. And
The officialdom of the Great Zhou Dynasty has always had a flourishing literary style. No matter how busy the work is, one still has to write a few poems and articles for fun, commenting on each other and reciting them. Maybe the level of poetry creation is high or low, but the level of appreciation is very high. Poems and articles are not good enough.
Everyone knows the good and the bad. After listening to this poem, everyone was stunned on the spot, dumbfounded.
This essay is so well written that it’s hard to describe or describe it. It’s hard to imagine that this was written by the young man named Lin Jue in front of him in the examination room.
There was silence all around, except for the late spring wind blowing through the branches, making the leaves rustle. The shade of the trees swayed, shining bright sunshine on the faces and bodies of a group of officials who stood there in a daze.
"Everyone, how is this poem written? Are my words exaggerated? Now you understand why I was in a daze just now. I, like you, can only sigh and be shocked. Master Yuan, tell me, this poem is well written.
Huh?" Guo Chong said with a smile.
Yuan Xiandao sighed in despair: "Your Majesty, I surrender. Lin Jue's talent in poetry and prose is unparalleled in the world. He can write such a poem at a young age, and even the old ministers admire him. I am the leader in the literary circles of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
It’s time for you to take charge. Congratulations, Your Majesty, for getting such a talented person.”
Guo Chong looked at the people around him again. Lu Zhongtian, Yang Jun, Wu Chunlai and others were all full of praise. That was not a compliment, but a sincere admiration. Lin Jue's "Red Cliff Ode" is indeed wonderful and unparalleled.
"In this case, do you think there is any doubt that I have appointed him as the number one scholar?" Guo Chong asked with a smile.
"Your Majesty has a sharp eye. It is not an exaggeration to say that this son is number one. There should be no one more talented than him." Everyone said one after another.
Yan Zhengsu frowned and said, "Your Majesty, I have objections."
Guo Chong said in surprise: "Vice Minister Yan has objections? That's strange." What Guo Chong means is, isn't this Lin Jue someone you value? Why don't you object when others don't?
He said solemnly: "To report to your Majesty, I have always maintained that the imperial examination should not be purely based on poetry and literary talent, but should look at political talent. If the ranking can be determined based on poetry and prose alone, what else is there to test?
The top candidate in the imperial examination must have both literary talent and ability, otherwise he will be a nerd and will not contribute to the court. This is what I mean."
Lu Zhongtian and others sneered. Yan Zhengsheng was selling his theory again. After he came to the capital, he said more than once that poetry is not the criterion for selecting a scholar, but the ability to work. This guy likes it.
Being unconventional, now I am starting to show off again.
Guo Chong nodded and smiled: "I understand what you mean. Do you want to know how his policy essay is? I won't say whether it is good or bad, but I will ask Yan Zhizhi to read this policy essay. Whether it is good or not, we will see.
Find out."
Yuan Xiandao handed the answer sheet to Yan Zhengsu. Yan Zhengsu opened the answer sheet with an expressionless face, turned to the section on the policy paper, and read it aloud.
