718, banners and flags, millions of sweeping immortals and Buddha supplements)
Mrs. Ye took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, I am Mrs. Ye."
As soon as he took one step forward, everyone's attention gathered.
Whether it is the candidates, the humerus ministers, or the state officials, all their eyes are focused on him.
The emperor was overjoyed and said bluntly: "Mr. Ye's talent really opened my eyes!"
Wow~
As soon as these words came out, there was an instant uproar in the court.
Of course, this is the Taixuan Palace, not a market place. This so-called noise could only be suppressed by a low exclamation and stopped immediately.
However, Mrs. Ye noticed very keenly that when Zhao Xuan addressed himself, he subconsciously glanced at the national master Huagui Sanxian, and there seemed to be another meaning in his eyes.
Mrs. Ye was not like other candidates. When she heard this, she would definitely kneel down and say whether she dared to take it or not.
However, although Mrs. Ye dares to take the responsibility, she cannot be too bold.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, you are so complimentary. How can Mrs. Ye be called a gentleman?"
Zhao Xuan sighed: "You deserve it, of course you deserve it! When I was reviewing papers in the Yangxin Hall, I read your "One foot of test paper, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains" for a full hour. I was still not satisfied, and even asked someone to submit your answer sheet.
After reading it carefully, I have only seen your talents in my life, and I am truly amazed."
"Your Majesty."
Before Mrs. Ye could reply, the Imperial Master stood up and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. It's better to enter the palace examination as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid of missing the emperor's rest time."
Huaigui Sanxian.
Wearing a navy blue Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk in his hand, it is obvious that he has a Taoist background. He has a childish face and fair hair, and can be said to have the character of an immortal.
Zhao Xuan heard this and said: "I'm just feeling emotional for a moment, but it's really getting late, so let's start as the master said. This first question is about seven-step poems, which can be regarded as an emergency for you."
Considering ability, each candidate should come in order from left to right according to the standing order. I will give different test questions for you to use to compose poems.
The first person, Fan Yizhi...are you ready?"
The candidate named Fan Yizhi could see that he was a little nervous, but there was no reason to say he was not ready at this time, so he took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty, you are ready."
Zhao Xuan nodded and said, "Let's get started. The first question is 'Study Hard in the Cold Window'."
Fan Yizhi straightened his expression, thought for a while, and stepped forward.
Ta-ta-ta.
I walked for three full steps, walking very slowly, but still couldn't hold anything back.
However, humerus ministers are not surprised. After all, it is the first one to come out, and it is still improvisation. If it is a poem of the same style, the first one to come out will often get extra points.
Nervousness and embarrassment are human nature.
finally.
In the fourth step, Fan Yizhi spoke, and then said:
"Recalling the cold windows of the past, I was drunk for nine times and woke up from the barbaric wilderness.
The old bamboo branches in front of the door are gone, and the young willow leaves behind the eaves are fragrant.
The snow in winter and summer makes us feel old, and the wind in autumn and rain in spring turn into ice and frost.
If relatives and friends are not bothered, if they ask each other, the flowers will be fragrant in the hot summer days of June."
Zhao Xuan looked at Fan Yizhi who was bowing after walking seven steps and said: "That's right. You're not moaning unnecessarily like some people, nor are you exaggerating and high-spirited. It's not bad. I'll take note of you. Please step aside for now."
Fan Yizhi bowed respectfully and retreated to his original position. Next to him, a bachelor took a pen and paper, reviewed Fan Yizhi's poems, and began to comment in a low voice.
There are very few shocking quatrains in imperial examinations. This is a normal phenomenon. After all, they are not like the great folk poets. In fact, they have been thinking about the words and sentences for a long time. They have already drafted them. When they have a good idea, they can recite them to show off. Then
It's really amazing.
But the stress response of the imperial examination requires you to compose new poems on the spot, and with so many people watching, there are many people who can't hold back a single word.
And if you are lucky, even if you encounter a test question that you have answered before, it will be easy to see whether you have memorized it or not.
Unless you have prepared in advance, are a senior actor, and are very lucky, and you happen to pass this exam, it will be really difficult for you to become famous throughout the ages.
Zhao Xuan looked at the second person in the first row with burning eyes and said: "Next, Mrs. Ye, I am looking forward to you very much."
Ye Tai smiled and walked out of the crowd. Everyone's eyes were on him, and they were all shining brightly. They wanted to see how much this so-called talented man would weigh in an emergency.
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"Your Majesty, Mrs. Ye is a student of Lu Guoshi. Let us, the scholars, come up with the questions."
At this time, Huaigui Sanxian bowed slightly.
This is also reasonable and reasonable. In the past, as long as any national scholar or humerus minister was present, it meant that you were qualified to ask questions. Whichever one you liked, you could choose to apply for the assessment yourself.
The premise is that you have nothing to do with this candidate, even if this candidate is the brother of the second son of a colleague of yours, if you find out, you will lose your hat.
Zhao Xuan thought for a while and said: "Forget it, let the national teacher set the questions to test Mrs. Ye, but don't make things too difficult for others."
Imperial Master Huaigui said with a smile: "How dare I, a humble minister."
Then he turned around, looked at Mrs. Ye, and said: "My topic is very simple. It is about a well-known and legendary figure in the past. That is Xiniu Hezhou. He was defeated by the immortals in the past and disappeared. The demon saint
Ao Qing, also known as the Great Sage Qingtian!"
Wow!
As soon as this statement came out, it once again caused an uproar.
Everyone now knows that The Great Sage of Blue Sky is a banned book, although just like the Jin Ping Mei in later generations, almost everyone here has read it.
But who dares to say it directly and read it carefully?
That's a punishment!
Huaigui Sanxian looked at Ye Tai's unintelligible eyes and said with a smile: "Don't panic. Although the Qingtian Great Sage is a banned book, some of his most famous deeds are not far from being household names among the people.
As long as you don't spread banned books, it won't be included in the criminal law."
Just like many banned books in later generations, you know the classic deeds of the protagonists, but as long as you don't read the whole book carefully, you won't be able to see the political metaphors in it.
Water Margin and Jin Ping Mei were both banned books, but at that time, as long as you didn't spread the books, talk about metaphors, or verbally make fun of Song Jiang and Ximen Qing, it was not included in the criminal law.
Huaigui Sanxian's eyes were filled with profound meaning, and he thought to himself, you have either read the Great Sage Qingtian, which is a serious crime and will not mention it, or you can only touch upon it and talk about a few great deeds of the Great Sage Qingtian, but cannot delve deeply into it.
Political metaphor, otherwise it would still be a grave sin.
And if the poem does not delve deeply into the core, what kind of artistic conception can it have if it is just superficial?
No matter how talented you are, you can't write any good poems.
Seeing that Ye Tai was silent, Huaigui Sanxian smiled and said: "How? Are you writing a manuscript, or..."
"National Preceptor."
At this time, Emperor Zhao Xuan interrupted him and said with some displeasure: "Don't embarrass the Ye Qing family."
"Your Majesty, it's okay."
Mrs. Ye opened her mouth and said something, which attracted everyone's attention again.
With just one step and one word, he suddenly rose up like a whale swallowing mountains and rivers, and his energy penetrated the sun and moon.
Oral recitation:
"Golden clouds press down on the city and are about to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the green scales of the sun.
The sound of trumpets fills the autumn sky, and the mountains of Dapan are turning yellow.
Even if the true king dies, his soul is still there, and the angry dragon comes out of Kunlun.
Go back to Xixi to recruit old troops, and use millions of flags to sweep away immortals and Buddhas!"