Prime Minister

Chapter 57 The Prodigy Poem

Burn incense to start the test.

Zhang Yue had already researched the ink, but he was not in a hurry to pick up the pen to write.

He had to read the paper first, and this time he reported the Five Classics: The Book of Changes, the Book of Books, the Book of Songs, the Rites of Rites, and the Rites of Zhou.

He had to get the paper and read it first to see if the title was wrong, otherwise the answer would be in vain after writing for a long time.

Zhang Yue was cautious, and secondly, he was worried that Zhao Yasi would change the test papers.

But the more I read the chapter, it was indeed these five classics, as well as the compulsory "Analects of Confucius" and "Book of Filial Piety".There are 140 scriptures in each scripture book, and [-] ink meanings. In total, there are [-] scriptures, and [-] ink meanings.

Zhang Yue quickly started to write, and occasionally when he came across something he was not sure about, he would pause for a moment or two, then skip to the next question and write again. The same is true for Mo Yi.

In fact, the same is true. On weekdays, the book is familiar, but there are always corners and corners. You feel that you have already met, but when it comes to the test, you will always encounter one or two questions that you are not sure about.

Zhang Yue is like this, but there is only one place where there is no certainty in the scriptures.

As for Mo Yishang, Zhang Yue can explain this passage in his own words, but he can also answer it completely according to the commentary.Answer in your own words, the examiner will have a judgment on whether it is right or wrong, but you don't need to worry about using the annotations completely, but the problem is to memorize the annotations well.

When Zhang Yue raised a pen to answer the question, he suddenly raised his eyelids and saw a boxer sneaking at his paper, and the moment he touched his gaze, he turned his head in a guilty conscience.

Zhang Yue calmly continued to write the topic, and a moment later he saw the soldier whispering with a public official again.

Zhang Yue had already memorized the Five Sutras by heart, and he could write the answers to these sutra topics with his eyes closed.As for Mo Yi, he couldn't be bothered, and he followed the commentary throughout.

The paper was sent up at a rate of [-] out of [-], and there was absolutely no risk of losing the list, but the problem was that he was worried that the paper would not be handed over to the examiner.

Of course there is a risk of falling out.

Zhang Yue turned his head to look, but saw that several candidates in the Jingyi Division were also writing their answers quickly.

Zhang Yue remembered that Pucheng was a major imperial examination county, and there must be a lot of people who passed the nine sutras. If other candidates were also able to pass the ten courses and nine courses, then they might not be able to record the seven courses.

Zhang Yue has heard the saying in later generations that 'getting one more point will kill a thousand people', so he can't meet the requirements of ten paths, nine connections and seven, and he needs to be all right.

Thinking of this, there are already soldiers in the front carrying hot ginger tea to the candidates one by one.

At this time, the spring breeze is very cold, and it is extremely comfortable to have a bowl of hot ginger tea.Several scholars couldn't wait to drink the tea when they received it.

Zhang Yue glanced at it, but he didn't pay much attention when he saw that the soldier who served the tea had a raw face.

When the other party brought it in front of him, Zhang Yue subconsciously took the paper to the next one. If someone 'accidentally' overturned the paper with ginger tea and wet his paper, then he would be a waste of time.

Seeing that Zhang Yue was so alert, the soldier smiled and said, "Little official, drink a cup of ginger tea to warm up your body, drink it while it's hot."

Zhang Yue nodded and asked him to put the ginger tea beside his case.

After the other party left, Zhang Yuefang picked up the paper and continued to answer the question.Zhang Yue didn't feel cold, and after writing for a while, he felt a little thirsty, so he brought the ginger tea.

When Zhang Yue picked up the tea bowl and touched it to his mouth, he quickly glanced at the few soldiers walking beside him. Indeed, two of them were watching him closely.

Zhang Yue smiled when he saw this, and poured ginger soup under the eaves deliberately: "What kind of tea soup is so bad to drink?"

The faces of the few soldiers couldn't help but change.

One person stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xiao Guanren may have been cold for a long time. I will have someone bring another bowl."

"No need, let's bring it to Jusi to drink!" Zhang Yue reprimanded, but seeing that the other party's face was already pale, "Little officials are joking, where did Jusi come from."

Zhang Yue ignored him and continued to answer the question.

There were two subordinate officials in the corner, who were looking here at the moment. Seeing that Zhang Yue didn't drink ginger tea, they couldn't help but scolded: "This son is so tricky, I really underestimate him."

One person said: "What's the matter, what should I do if the judge asks you to sin?"

The man said: "Don't worry, I have one last hand."

Zhang Yue didn't mind this, and it would not be worth it if his anger and distraction affected his answer.Zhang Yue understood that casual retaliation could not hurt Zhao Yasi's muscles and bones, so the best revenge for someone like Zhao Yasi was to do well in the exam.

The better you do in the exam, the harder you will slap someone like Zhao Yasi in the face.

What is fame, why do you say that thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge?

Fame will not fall from the sky, but you have to test yourself to gain it one stroke at a time.

Zhang Yue thought of this, the whole volume has been written, except for one or two places where he is not sure, basically it can be said to be stable.This scripture is an objective question, and I can understand it at a glance, and I know it in my heart after the test.

Zhang Yue saw that the students left and right were already answering the last question, and some people were reviewing it for the last time. If there were any errors or omissions, the wording was revised.

But Zhang Yue suddenly stood up from the seat at this moment, and his eyes were both turned to him.

The subordinate suddenly realized something, and was about to step forward to stop him, but Zhang Yue had already taken a step.

But seeing Zhang Yue walking neither slow nor fast, he has the calmness of a scholar, but for some reason, several soldiers were in a panic, and when they tried to stop him, they were already a step behind.In between, Zhang Yue dodged a soldier who rushed towards him and stepped directly to the front of the hall.

"It's too late." The clerk stomped his feet.

Facing the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhang Yue walked quickly to the front of the hall and bowed to the magistrate who was sitting high in the hall: "Student Zhang Yue has already finished his answer, please ask the minister to mark the paper."

The jinshi candidates who answered the papers below were buzzing for a while. Is there a rule for candidates to ask the examiner to test in person?

The magistrate sat there, and faced with this unconventional scene, his face was naturally displeased.

The county magistrate thought, Zhang Yue?Isn't that the one who made the knot for himself?Really a bit arrogant.

"Come in!"

The county magistrate's voice was cold, and when Zhang Yue put the paper in front of the county magistrate's case, the subordinate almost fainted. The paper was already in the county magistrate's hands, so he couldn't do anything.

The county magistrate glanced at Zhang Yue and felt a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Good word!"

The county magistrate nodded first, and then saw that the paper did not have half a dot of ink, and there was no smear in one place. It was not wrong to say whether it was right or not. This kind of paper was comfortable to look at.

The magistrate is an elegant person, most tired of any untidy and unclean place.Zhang Yue's paper can completely enter his eyes.

But what's so good about a scribe's scroll?The county magistrate was born in Jinshike, and he had a sense of superiority for rote scholars.

"Professor Hu, come to judge!"

The county magistrate handed the paper to Professor Hu of the county school.The papers of the scribes are written by him, and he has the responsibility of reviewing them.

The county magistrate looked at Zhang Yue again and said, "This officer seems to have seen it... that day..."

Zhang Yue finally remembered: "Students and senior brothers that day..."

The county magistrate waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since I know this official, why can't Baoshu be settled? Instead of looking for this official, I went to Mr. Boyi to come forward?"

Zhang Yue heard the reproach in the county magistrate's tone, lowered his head and said, "Students know their mistakes."

The county magistrate smiled graciously and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that this official gave you two hours to answer, but you only used one hour. Do you think this official gave you too much and too much?"

"Students dare not."

The magistrate said with a smile: "You are talented, and you are arrogant. This official saves it. Since you submitted the papers ahead of time, it seems that you want this official to test you. If you don't try anything else, I will try your poetic talent."

Zhang Yue heard the words and said: "Students only learn the meaning of scriptures, not poetry."

The jinshi candidates below also raised their heads and thought, isn't this making things difficult for people?
Jingshi Kao Poetry and Fu had never heard of it.

"How did you get to know the state school if you don't understand poetry and fu?" The county magistrate said with a sullen expression: "You are talented, but you are humble, and now the county policy asks you, and you say you don't know?"

Speaking of which, the county magistrate smiled and said warmly, "Don't refuse. Young people want to hide their strengths and bide their time. It's okay to show a little edge. You are Mr. Boyi, so how can you say that you don't learn poetry?"

Zhang Yue looked up at the county magistrate, and asked calmly, "I wonder what poems you want to try?"

How dare you write poetry?
The county magistrate smiled slightly and said, "Since you have your own talents and call yourself a prodigy, then you should use the word prodigy as the title! This official does not make things difficult for you, you are a student, and you don't use poetry to make it difficult for you. Poems can rhyme. , and also through a word or two of the ancients."

Zhang Yue nodded and went straight to the case: "Since Xianggong said that the students are talented, then the students will not dare to be humble, please give me some ink."

The public servant in the distance smiled when he saw it: "This son is finished, first offend Zhao Yasi, and then offend Lingjun, how can I have a good life."

Another person said: "Yes, Lingjun must embarrass this son, otherwise Zhao Yasi's face will be put on the line."

Zhang Yue had already picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, so he put the pen on the paper.

The county magistrate was at the side but saw the words 'poem of a prodigy' written at the beginning of the poem.

……

When Zhang Yue picked up the pen and wrote the three words of the prodigy poem, he really thought of Wang Zhu's well-known prodigy poem, but he thought that this move was plagiarizing the words of the ancients.

I have been studying by myself for nearly a year. Although I have studied the classics and meanings, I have also read some poetry.It's better to try it today. It's not good to write well, but at least it's your own poem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue's chest filled with the arrogance of a scholar, and thinking of this, this anger was injected into the tip of the pen.

Zhang Yue finished writing calmly, raised his head and glanced at the county magistrate and asked, "Can this student's poem be in the eyes of Xianggong?"

The county magistrate took the poem and read it himself: "I think I have great talent, why should I be rich and noble? My life is heroic and chivalrous, and I don't have enough ancient words."

The county magistrate said in his heart that poetry is ordinary, and sentences are not smooth, but with poetry expressing ambition, one can see a person's ambition!

I seem to be a little underestimated.

The county magistrate asked Xuezheng aside, "Professor Hu, is this son's classics and meanings passable?"

On the side, Professor Hu bowed to the county magistrate: "Return to the Prime Minister, everything!"

"All pass?"

Professor Hu said: "Returning the favor is indeed all right."

Zhang Yue had already clenched his fists. He thought he would make a mistake, but he didn't expect it to be all right.Didn't he come here to study hard for this sentence?

The county magistrate looked back at Zhang Yue and was waiting to speak. At this time, a soldier from outside came to report: "Report to Xianggong, the kenke provincial examination ranking has been announced!"

"What?" The magistrate looked excited.

And the whole audience was also shaken.

This year's Spring List is open!Don't know who to name?
ps: Actually, this poem was not written by me either.It will be on the shelves on the [-]st of next month, and I will book a monthly pass from everyone, the first order, please!
(End of this chapter)