Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou
Chapter 537 This Lian Mu Ke is not an ordinary person
Chapter 537
Especially Tian Huanzi, the poems he wrote don't make sense, they are full of shit, and he is still complacent and self-righteous.
Only then did he realize that the name of Tian Duzi was all blown out, and it was more inflated than a cow.
He was not feeling well at all, and when Tian Huanzi asked him to comment, he snorted coldly, threw down a sentence of "reciting the scriptures", and flung his sleeves away.
So far, the two have feuded.
This morning, he went to Shanxue Square, and after meeting Lian Musu in person, he felt that she was indeed quite charming, but later, when he saw Lian Musu only closed his eyes and did not write, he became anxious.
Especially that Tian Huanzi also went, when the two groups met, Tian Huanzi deliberately satirized him and disgusted him, his appearance was so rampant that he was so angry that he vomited blood.
He was so excited that he made a bet on the spot with Tian Lizi, betting that Lian Musu would win, and whoever lost the bet would call him father.
If he loses, let him call Tian Huanzi his father, it will make him feel worse than death.
He didn't know much about Lian Musu, and they all said it from other people's mouths, and he didn't know what to do, because he was afraid that, like Tian Yanzi, his name would be blown out, so he was more nervous than everyone else, worry.
After finishing lunch with Brother Wu, they started to guard the Shanxue Square.
After seeing Lian Musu's movement, he was more excited than anyone else.
Gradually, watching and watching, from worrying about losing the bet, to being convinced by Lian Musu.
Experts look at the doorway, laymen watch the excitement, and scholars can write essays unless they are full of ideas. However, the propositions and theories of the imperial examination are not as easy as writing by themselves.
In the examination room, due to various reasons, few people's thoughts are so smooth, they have to stop and write, to make up their minds, to think about how to get to the point, and then how to express in writing.
The safest way is to first clear up the thoughts and write them down slowly, then trim them, and finally make sure that they have to be transcribed carefully to keep the paper clean and tidy, which is pleasing to the eye.
After doing this, the day passed.
In the examination room, only when you have plenty of time can you be perfect, otherwise it is very difficult to keep the paper clean and free of crossed out typos.
But after seeing Lian Musu's composition, the student surnamed Zheng convinced him. There was really someone who could complete the composition in one go on the way of the imperial examination, and it was such a big proposition, which really surprised him.
The way he wrote the pen, the fluency of the writing, he seemed to have a well-thought-out plan, very smooth, from his point of view, there may not even be a few typos.
Because he didn't see Lian Musu circle or draw at all, he kept writing down, and after finishing writing on a piece of paper, he put it aside to dry, and re-wrote another piece of paper.
In this situation, under this kind of proposition, it is unbelievable and amazing to write the answer sheet in one go.
What surprised him even more was the early acceptance of the papers!
This is amazing, isn't this what he has always wanted to do but failed to do?
Until now, the papers were taken away and the people dispersed, he still couldn't believe it.
He couldn't help but said to the people next to him: "Brother Wu, you are really right. Brother Lian is indeed confident. He closed his eyes in the morning, presumably he was thinking about how to solve the problem?"
Brother Wu also admired it, and replied after hearing the words: "Well, the writing is fluent, and the pen is written with spirit. I think it is the result of meditation in the morning. With so many people watching, he can still be calm and calm. It is really admirable. "Brother Zheng, aside from other things, just relying on this calmness alone, I have to wait to learn."
The student surnamed Zheng thought deeply and nodded solemnly. He made up his mind. Brother Lian, his friend, he made up his mind.
"I really want to know now how brother Lian answered..."
"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to..."
Fan Gong stroked his beard and followed the lively crowd to disperse.
His beard and hair are all white, and he is particularly eye-catching in the crowd, and he has a smile on his face, like a kind-hearted old man.
He had already come down from the second floor of the study, and when Lian Musu began to write, he couldn't help it.
At his age, his old eyes are dim, and he can't see clearly from a distance, so he squeezes in front of people vigorously. At his age, no one dares to squeeze him, for fear of being crushed.
For Lian Musu, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he was, and he praised repeatedly in his heart, what a good boy, not to be disturbed by the outside world, very good.
The two had met each other a long time ago, and he deliberately dropped the copybook for Lian Musu. At that time, he knew that Lian Musu had always wanted to find him, but at that moment, he was standing right here, and Lian Musu could see it when he looked up, but he didn't pay attention the whole time. Looking at it, this can't help but make him appreciate it even more.
In his opinion, what is it to accept papers early? A talented person should be like this. His disciples should have this kind of courage, just like playing chess.
These onlookers are rare and strange.
At this time, Fan Gong was completely different from the anxious state of mind when he saw Lian Musu closed his eyes in the morning. He was very beautiful at this moment, and he walked forward swaying, listening to the surrounding people. The admiration of the people for his disciples made me feel very comfortable.
At this moment, a man walked against the crowd, hurried past and touched him.
Fan Gong was a little displeased, this interrupted him to listen to the praise of his disciples from the front.
He looked back at the person who touched him. He was a thin old man, wearing Confucian fir and a scarf. He was lean and thin. He could run away when the wind blows. The flesh on his face looked like a new growth. , is particularly prominent.
The thin old man also turned his head to look at him, and squeezed out a standard Confucian ceremony among the crowd: "Old man, are you okay? I'm really sorry, I was rushing to Shanxue Square, and I didn't notice it for a while, and I bumped into him." you."
It turned out that it was aimed at his disciples, Fan Gong understood, and put a smile on his face again, with a hint of complacency in the smile.
He stroked his beard and said, "It's nothing, you just went to see the re-examination of Xie Yuanlianmu in Taiyuan Mansion?"
The thin old man was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "Exactly."
He heard it late and came here just now.
Fan Gong waved his hand: "Then you are late, what a pity, we just left."
"Isn't it just at dusk?" The thin old man was completely stunned.
He received a great piece of good news, he was overjoyed, and had nowhere to say it, so he was in the mood to go out and vent.
Hearing this, he rushed over immediately.
Although he had given up taking the Juren exam, he might see people taking the exam directly, which was very attractive to him, especially when I heard that Lianmu had an extraordinary demeanor.
He wanted to come just to watch the fun, not to mention he was happy today, he didn't worry about everything, and he had a lot of leisure time.
The creases on Fan Gong's face became deeper and deeper, he stroked his beard and said, "This Lian Mu Ke is not an ordinary person. He is talented, full of knowledge, and has a lot of money in his belly. He has given up the papers in advance. If you want to see how he is, you can go there Buy a portrait from someone and have a look."
After he finished speaking, he pointed to a peddler selling portraits not far away, and a girl's family was asking.
Seeing the look of astonishment and regret on the skinny old man's face, Fan Gong was satisfied, and he walked away leisurely, stroking his beard.
(End of this chapter)
Especially Tian Huanzi, the poems he wrote don't make sense, they are full of shit, and he is still complacent and self-righteous.
Only then did he realize that the name of Tian Duzi was all blown out, and it was more inflated than a cow.
He was not feeling well at all, and when Tian Huanzi asked him to comment, he snorted coldly, threw down a sentence of "reciting the scriptures", and flung his sleeves away.
So far, the two have feuded.
This morning, he went to Shanxue Square, and after meeting Lian Musu in person, he felt that she was indeed quite charming, but later, when he saw Lian Musu only closed his eyes and did not write, he became anxious.
Especially that Tian Huanzi also went, when the two groups met, Tian Huanzi deliberately satirized him and disgusted him, his appearance was so rampant that he was so angry that he vomited blood.
He was so excited that he made a bet on the spot with Tian Lizi, betting that Lian Musu would win, and whoever lost the bet would call him father.
If he loses, let him call Tian Huanzi his father, it will make him feel worse than death.
He didn't know much about Lian Musu, and they all said it from other people's mouths, and he didn't know what to do, because he was afraid that, like Tian Yanzi, his name would be blown out, so he was more nervous than everyone else, worry.
After finishing lunch with Brother Wu, they started to guard the Shanxue Square.
After seeing Lian Musu's movement, he was more excited than anyone else.
Gradually, watching and watching, from worrying about losing the bet, to being convinced by Lian Musu.
Experts look at the doorway, laymen watch the excitement, and scholars can write essays unless they are full of ideas. However, the propositions and theories of the imperial examination are not as easy as writing by themselves.
In the examination room, due to various reasons, few people's thoughts are so smooth, they have to stop and write, to make up their minds, to think about how to get to the point, and then how to express in writing.
The safest way is to first clear up the thoughts and write them down slowly, then trim them, and finally make sure that they have to be transcribed carefully to keep the paper clean and tidy, which is pleasing to the eye.
After doing this, the day passed.
In the examination room, only when you have plenty of time can you be perfect, otherwise it is very difficult to keep the paper clean and free of crossed out typos.
But after seeing Lian Musu's composition, the student surnamed Zheng convinced him. There was really someone who could complete the composition in one go on the way of the imperial examination, and it was such a big proposition, which really surprised him.
The way he wrote the pen, the fluency of the writing, he seemed to have a well-thought-out plan, very smooth, from his point of view, there may not even be a few typos.
Because he didn't see Lian Musu circle or draw at all, he kept writing down, and after finishing writing on a piece of paper, he put it aside to dry, and re-wrote another piece of paper.
In this situation, under this kind of proposition, it is unbelievable and amazing to write the answer sheet in one go.
What surprised him even more was the early acceptance of the papers!
This is amazing, isn't this what he has always wanted to do but failed to do?
Until now, the papers were taken away and the people dispersed, he still couldn't believe it.
He couldn't help but said to the people next to him: "Brother Wu, you are really right. Brother Lian is indeed confident. He closed his eyes in the morning, presumably he was thinking about how to solve the problem?"
Brother Wu also admired it, and replied after hearing the words: "Well, the writing is fluent, and the pen is written with spirit. I think it is the result of meditation in the morning. With so many people watching, he can still be calm and calm. It is really admirable. "Brother Zheng, aside from other things, just relying on this calmness alone, I have to wait to learn."
The student surnamed Zheng thought deeply and nodded solemnly. He made up his mind. Brother Lian, his friend, he made up his mind.
"I really want to know now how brother Lian answered..."
"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to..."
Fan Gong stroked his beard and followed the lively crowd to disperse.
His beard and hair are all white, and he is particularly eye-catching in the crowd, and he has a smile on his face, like a kind-hearted old man.
He had already come down from the second floor of the study, and when Lian Musu began to write, he couldn't help it.
At his age, his old eyes are dim, and he can't see clearly from a distance, so he squeezes in front of people vigorously. At his age, no one dares to squeeze him, for fear of being crushed.
For Lian Musu, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he was, and he praised repeatedly in his heart, what a good boy, not to be disturbed by the outside world, very good.
The two had met each other a long time ago, and he deliberately dropped the copybook for Lian Musu. At that time, he knew that Lian Musu had always wanted to find him, but at that moment, he was standing right here, and Lian Musu could see it when he looked up, but he didn't pay attention the whole time. Looking at it, this can't help but make him appreciate it even more.
In his opinion, what is it to accept papers early? A talented person should be like this. His disciples should have this kind of courage, just like playing chess.
These onlookers are rare and strange.
At this time, Fan Gong was completely different from the anxious state of mind when he saw Lian Musu closed his eyes in the morning. He was very beautiful at this moment, and he walked forward swaying, listening to the surrounding people. The admiration of the people for his disciples made me feel very comfortable.
At this moment, a man walked against the crowd, hurried past and touched him.
Fan Gong was a little displeased, this interrupted him to listen to the praise of his disciples from the front.
He looked back at the person who touched him. He was a thin old man, wearing Confucian fir and a scarf. He was lean and thin. He could run away when the wind blows. The flesh on his face looked like a new growth. , is particularly prominent.
The thin old man also turned his head to look at him, and squeezed out a standard Confucian ceremony among the crowd: "Old man, are you okay? I'm really sorry, I was rushing to Shanxue Square, and I didn't notice it for a while, and I bumped into him." you."
It turned out that it was aimed at his disciples, Fan Gong understood, and put a smile on his face again, with a hint of complacency in the smile.
He stroked his beard and said, "It's nothing, you just went to see the re-examination of Xie Yuanlianmu in Taiyuan Mansion?"
The thin old man was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "Exactly."
He heard it late and came here just now.
Fan Gong waved his hand: "Then you are late, what a pity, we just left."
"Isn't it just at dusk?" The thin old man was completely stunned.
He received a great piece of good news, he was overjoyed, and had nowhere to say it, so he was in the mood to go out and vent.
Hearing this, he rushed over immediately.
Although he had given up taking the Juren exam, he might see people taking the exam directly, which was very attractive to him, especially when I heard that Lianmu had an extraordinary demeanor.
He wanted to come just to watch the fun, not to mention he was happy today, he didn't worry about everything, and he had a lot of leisure time.
The creases on Fan Gong's face became deeper and deeper, he stroked his beard and said, "This Lian Mu Ke is not an ordinary person. He is talented, full of knowledge, and has a lot of money in his belly. He has given up the papers in advance. If you want to see how he is, you can go there Buy a portrait from someone and have a look."
After he finished speaking, he pointed to a peddler selling portraits not far away, and a girl's family was asking.
Seeing the look of astonishment and regret on the skinny old man's face, Fan Gong was satisfied, and he walked away leisurely, stroking his beard.
(End of this chapter)
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