Chapter 118 A Big Copy of Gulai

On the day of the winter examination, the outside of Suiyang Academy has long been overcrowded, and most of them are literati from all over the world. Of course, there are also disciples in Suiyang Academy who can't participate in the examination.

If it hadn't been for the armor and half-crawling guards, these anxious people would have gone in to see the fantasy of dragon and tiger fighting in their minds.

Compared with the noise outside the college, on the edge of the pond behind the college, a group of people were silent. Among them, Zhao Dezhao and Zhao Tingmei were sitting on the seats they moved in and playing chess.

Without Zhao Yuanzuo's golden silk crown, reckless clothes, the two of them dressed normally. Zhao Tingmei crossed the chess pieces in her hand and smiled softly, "Yuan Zuo's performance today is remarkable. I want to tell him in the future."

"Uncle laughed. Yuan Zuo was born in the emperor's house. Why doesn't he know the importance?"

For Zhao Dezhao's answer, the latter did not ask further, but just looked at the chess game. After two more moves, he seemed to think of something, "by the way, Rixin, I heard that someone assassinated you last night?"

It still seemed to be an unimportant thing. Zhao Dezhao played chess and said, "It's just a little thief who doesn't have long eyes. He is safe and sound, which makes Uncle Huang worried."

"You son of a man!"

To Zhao Dezhao's appearance, Zhao Tingmei couldn't help laughing and scolding, and later lowered her voice, "Since there is nothing to do, I don't bother to worry about it. Let's go together when I go back to Bianliang!"

It was not until this sentence that Zhao Dezhao took his eyes back from the chessboard, "Thank you, uncle."

"Papa..."

A stone slid on the ice. Not far away, on the edge of the pond, Pan Ju rubbed his hands and asked Pan Ji beside him boredly, "Brother, do you think Yang Jing, who is optimistic about by the prince, will win? I've heard that the top few people on the Yunqing list are all talented and agile people. So, isn't the gambling between the prince and the king of Qi a little trick?

Hearing what he said, Pan Ji, who was watching two slender and beautiful shadows, couldn't help but withdraw his sight, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help laughing, just because of the bet Pan Qiang said.

The bet of the two princes of the Song Dynasty is just the handwritten poems of the primary and secondary school students in the college.

"Guoshan, the prince is optimistic about Yang Jing, the reason why the free prince, but I don't know, or I'm still waiting for the results of the test to be announced."

With that, he reached out and stroked the bright plum blossoms beside him. "The sparse shadow is slanting and the water is clear and light, and the dark fragrance floats at dusk. It's not a waste of time to wait for a masterpiece in this amazing place."

Seeing Pan Ji's satisfied face, Pan jaw just muttered a few words, and then picked up the gravel and threw it casually in the frozen pond.

Not long after, a guard of Zhao Tingmei hurriedly came and reported what he had seen to him, "Your Majesty, nine questions have been issued, and Yang Jing is the first person to hand in the paper."

"Oh?"

Hearing the words, Zhao Tingmei couldn't help but stop and smiled at Zhao Dezhao, who also raised his head, "The new eyes are not bad."

Later, he turned to the guard, "This year, what is the title of the nine mountains?"

The guard hurriedly said the question on the brocade and silk. After listening to it, Zhao Dezhao, who was calmly browed, asked subconsciously, "How did Yang Jing answer?"

"To the king of Yan, Yang Jing only used a little time to write that 'the wine in the pot has eight liters, seven in five spoons, Li Qinglian drinks agar, confused eyes, and out of the immortals', even a few times faster than Xiang Minzhong and others."

Retired the guard, Zhao Tingmei took a step and said with a smile, "I'm confused, come out of the fairy, hehe, this boy has some talent. It seems that you are going to win a game temporarily."

In Mingdezhai, Yang Yanzhao called the paper and went out. He didn't expect that the nine questions of the winter test would be like this, and immediately a little joy welled in his heart.

After a while, the sound of footsteps behind him came and turned his head, but it was Xiang Minzhong wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket.

Probably because he handed over the first roll, Yang Yanzhao felt that Xiang Minzhong's eyes had stopped on him for a long time. Perhaps, the first one on the Yunqing list began to notice this strange disciple of Suiyang Academy.

After that, as Yang Yanzhao expected, it was Lv Mengzheng, a Confucian. His face was a little low. He glanced at him and walked away.

When waiting for Zhang Qian and others, the top five on the Yunqing list had come out. The two brothers nodded slightly to Yang Yanzhao again, which made him a little confused. He wondered when he had made friends with the two Fengyun soldiers in the White Deer Cave.

"Brother Yanzhao."

Han Guohua's figure finally appeared in front of Yang Yanzhao's eyes, and he was a little impressed. "I didn't expect that Brother Yanzhao was so talented and agile, and he was also ready to deal with such problems. I think he would be the first place."

For such words, although Yang Yanzhao feels very like it in his heart, he naturally can't do this. "Brother Guangbi, don't make fun of me. It's up to you."

After the two of them said something, Wen Zhongshu and Zhang Qian came out in turn. After the four of them got the result correctly, there was no mistake, so they calmed down.

When he came out of the college, there was a black crow in front of him. Only then did Yang Yanzhao understand why South Korea suggested to go through the side door just now.

Thinking about it, just as he was about to turn around, he heard a familiar voice from the crowd, "Sixth brother, sixth brother!"

When I looked at it, it turned out to be Ba Mei and others.

So he stepped forward with Zhang Qian and others. When he saw Yang Yanzhao, Luo's girl on one side handed over a small bamboo tube with only tea, and Bamei complained.

"Sixth brother, you really are. You don't tell us about such a big thing as the winter test. If it hadn't been for hearing passers-by talking about it in the morning, you would have been kept in the dark!"

When Ba Mei said this, Yang Yanzhao remembered that he really didn't tell Luo's girl and others about the winter test. He turned around and looked at Zhang Qian and others behind him, and they all looked like they didn't know why.

"We all thought that Brother Yanzhao had already said it."

Seeing this scene, Yang Yanzhao understood that he should quickly admit his mistake and make amends. Otherwise, the little girl's film would not have been exposed so easily.

Because of the exam, and Yang Yanzhao and others just used a cup of tea, it was still early at this moment. As soon as several people combined, they went back to the courtyard and took a rest.

In the yard, Guo Huai was making an 'intimate' with Xiao Muchun and others. When he saw Yang Yanzhao, those men who rolled on the edge of the knife were as bitter daughters-in-law, but the latter seemed not to have seen it, which made Xiao Muchun suddenly feel like falling back to the abyss again.

In the study, the four people speculated about the afternoon assessment. Yang Yanzhao mostly listened and didn't say anything. After all, he knew about the etiquette, and there was a big gap with Korean Hua and others.

During the conversation, it was noon and he was a little confused. Yang Yanzhao had lunch and walked to the college again with Wen Zhongshu.

As soon as he entered the college, he saw someone coming towards him. Although Yang Yanzhao was not very familiar with him, Zhang Qian knew him and was also the person who participated in the college's examination.

"Brother Yanzhao, Brother Guangbi, Brother Bingyang, Brother Qiu Bai, the ranking of nine has been released. Congratulations to everyone."

When someone said this, Wen Zhongshu and others were immediately interested. After thanking him, he hurriedly pulled Yang Yanzhao to the posted place.

Squeezing out from the crowd before, South Korea's face was full of joy, "Brother Yanzhao, you are really at the top of the list."

Standing slightly higher than the green pine, Yang Yanzhao also saw the black words on the red list. He took the lead, followed by Xiang Minzhong, followed by Lv Mengzheng, and South Korea's Hua fell to seventh place.

"Brother Qiu Bai is fourteen, and Brother Bingyang is sixteen," said Han Guohua and Zhang Qian, but there was some doubt on their faces. "Who is Lv Mengzheng, who is temporarily the third? It's so powerful that Bai and others were left behind.

Listening to the puzzlement of South Korea and China, Yang Yanzhao did not say much, but pressed the scene of Huashan in the bottom of his heart.

At that time, Mingdezhai, 80 books have been empty, and dozens of them have been eliminated in the nine. Zhao Yuanzuo still sat quietly, but his eyes always looked at Yang Yanzhao.

It is still more than a foot long brocade silk. With the fall of Hongling, Yang Yanzhao's heart slowly fell down.

There are only six big characters on the brocade.

"If you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand."

Is this a proposition or a semi-proposition?

This gave Yang Yanzhao a sense of entanglement he had, but then shook his head. No matter what it was, it was much better than writing countless words in those ancient rites.

If you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand. Why do you stand after learning etiquette? Under reflection, there is no doubt that the word gentleman comes out.

People who read are all people of etiquette, and they all claim the style of a gentleman. But who can convince the mouth of the world?

In this case, then make a gentleman's article.

In contrast to the gentleman, from ancient times to the present, there is only Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, but Tao Yuanming's southeast chrysanthemum picking has been out for many years. Yang Yanzhao does not remember a few articles about Meilan bamboo and so on.

It was quickly filtered in my mind, and suddenly a prose sketch that was praised by thousands of people flashed out - Ailian said that in her impression, the author was from the Song Dynasty, which must not have appeared yet.

No one has made it. From now on, this article will be the main one. The ancient article is a big copy. Of course, Yang Yanzhao's few advantages should be used incisively and vividly.

I had a plan in my heart, so I sharpened the pen, and the beautiful thin gold body quickly wrote it on the rice paper.

This time, Yang Yanzhao was still the first person to hand in the paper. When he left the seat, Xiang Minzhong and others were still writing. When they saw him walking out of Mingdezhai's back, there was a rare shock in his eyes.

After waiting outside for a long time, I didn't see Zhang Qian and others come out. Yang Yanzhao understood that it was very time-consuming to write an article, so he went to the library and thought about how to deal with Liule at night.

"I love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, wash the ripples but not the demon, the middle and the outside are straight, no branches, the fragrance is far away and clear, and the pavilion is clean and planted, which can be seen from afar and cannot be blasphemed."

By the pond, Zhao Tingmei said with Ailian copied by the guard. She was simply shocked. She read it twice before stopping. " Rixin, it seems that I made a wrong bet this time. Such a masterpiece is going to be sent into your arms."

On that side, Zhao Dezhao just woke up from the aftertaste, "Uncle is trustworthy. Don't grab it."

This nervous sentence made Zhao Tingmei laugh and scold him a few times, and Pan Ji on one side shook his head and repeated Ailian in a low voice. After a long time, he sighed, "This son is full of talent. Xiang Changzhi may be losing his way."