Doomsday bosses in ancient times

Chapter 107
Yunbei sighed in his heart, this question is hard to write!Put it aside for now, and let's talk about the poem.

Although the title of the poem is "scenery", it looks very easy to write, but it is also not easy to write. There is no definite goal, and the scope of description is very wide. If the title of the poem is "flower", you can write about any flower. Row.But using "scenery" as a poem, this description is...

Yunbei thought for a while, then picked up a pen and wrote down his own poem on the draft paper, and saw that it read:

"Looking While Drunk"

The curling smoke from cooking shows people's houses, and the slender rain falls on the tiles.

The bamboo shoots in spring break through the ground and all things are revived, and peaches, plums and apricots are blooming all over the cliffs.

The dark clouds fade to see the warm sun, the wind blows the pearls and hides under the lotus.

Drink a pot of turbid wine at ease, and secretly rejoice in the beautiful scenery alone.

After Yunbei finished writing, he read it silently in his heart, and after finding that there was no problem, he started the next question.

In the end, Yunbei chose to write down his views on current affairs in his heart. His words were sharp, even to the issue itself, but he was not lacking in tact and sophistication.

But the problems hidden under the prosperity and peace have been exposed one by one. There are barbarians in the north, Japanese pirates in the east, Dali in the south, and Khitan and Tubo in the west. The Great Zhou Dynasty was among these countries. Dali is a friendly country, but it has to guard against other countries, be prepared for danger in times of peace, and plan ahead is the kingly way...

Yunbei wrote down his opinions and thoughts on current affairs in an eloquent way. From the country's foreign aggression, he wrote about the internal worries of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Aiming at the unreasonable phenomenon of Dazhou oppressing, wasting, and burying talents in a series of issues such as talent training, selection, and appointment, it comprehensively and systematically expounds.

After Yunbei finished writing, he simply polished up a few strokes to ensure that the content of this article would not be too sharp, and then began to transcribe it on the examination paper.

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The next day, after three days of exams, the closed door of the exam room was finally opened today, and candidates came out one after another. Kneeling and crying bitterly is simply the state of life.

Yunbei and Qi Pengbaimo also left the examination room together. For three days, both of their faces were covered with fatigue, and Yunbei was better.

Fortunately, the carriage of the Bai family stopped not far from the exit of the examination room, and the three of them got into the carriage under the guidance of the servants.

Inside the carriage, Qi Peng asked, "How is it? Are you confident that you will be on the list?"

Bai Mo didn't want to say anything tired, so he waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to talk. The bruises under his eyes showed that he hadn't had a good rest in the past three days, and it was good to be carried out without fainting. I can do my best.

After getting into the car, Yun Bei closed his eyes and rested his mind. If it wasn't for the stubble on his chin, Qi Peng would have thought he had been out for three days. His and Bai Mo's clothes were already wrinkled, and their eyes were black and blue. , The hair is also messed up.As for Yunbei, his appearance has not changed much, his hair is not messy, his clothes are not wrinkled, and he is not stained with ink. He looks calm and relaxed.

Qi Peng is envious, jealous, he is human, he and Bai Mo are in such a mess, this kid still looks like a bright moon, so... so angry~

Yun Bei opened his eyes and replied, "It's not bad, anyway, I tried my best."

Qi Peng rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to Yunbei anymore, so he closed his eyes and rested his mind just like Yunbei did before.

When the three of them arrived at Bai Mo's inn, they hurriedly ordered Xiao Er to get some hot water for them to wash well, and after eating warm meals, Qi Peng Bai Mo came back to life.

After eating, Qi Peng and Bai Mo said they needed to catch up on sleep, so they went back to their room and went straight to sleep.

Because of the mysterious potion given by his sister, Yunbei felt fine, he didn't rest, he just lay cross-legged on the bed, practicing inner strength and mental skills.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the examination results were released. Qi Peng Baimo and Yun Bei packed up early in the morning and were ready to go to see the results. Squeezed around.

However, the two still feel that it is more emotional to watch the list by themselves.So the three of them walked together and went to the entrance of the examination room.

As soon as the three of them got out of the carriage, they saw a dark area in front of them, with noises and congratulations everywhere. In Yunbei, they also saw an old man over fifty years old crying happily after seeing the list.

And some middle-aged people looked devastated after reading the list, and everyone stretched their necks to see if their names were on the list.

Suddenly, a young man next to Yunbei complained: "This government is really speechless, why can't we post more? I have to get a board to post the names of the people on the list, and let me wait for the scholars to squeeze it. Disgraceful."

After saying this, the young man rushed into the crowd with a whoosh, leaving Qi Peng Baimo stunned. Just now he said that he was insulting, so he just squeezed into the crowd?I'll go, it doesn't matter if the shoes are squeezed out?Is it insulting to say that it is polite?Where is the face?

Qi Peng and Bai Mo couldn't say a word, and they complained secretly in their hearts in unison, bah, hypocrisy!
Qi Peng and Bai Mo looked at each other, and also squeezed into the crowd, leaving Yunbei alone in the wind. Yunbei shook his head helplessly, and then shouted: "Ah! Whose money bag was stolen by a thief?" Ran?"

"Where? Where?"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, my purse."

"What's yours, definitely mine!"

"Bold thief, how dare you steal my silver..."

As soon as Yunbei finished speaking, a group of equally crowded students ran out one after another, looking for their wallets.

Qi Peng and Bai Mo, who were pushed out by the crowd, saw that everyone had run away and there was nothing left. They turned their heads to look at Yun Bei who came to look at the list calmly. Said, damn it, that's okay too!
As expected of you, the sixth child!You can play tricks on getting people away.abuse!
"Why are you two standing there, hurry up and look at the list!" Yun Bei looked at the two calmly with his hands behind his back.

Qi Peng and Bai Mo just woke up like a dream, and hurried to look at the list.

"Haha, I won. I won. I'm number 11. How about you? Yunnan Laobai, where are you?" Qi Peng first saw his name, and when he saw his name on the list, he looked happy and asked quickly Yunnan.

When Yunbei came over, he saw his own name at the top of the list. He was very excited, but his face was very steady. Hearing Qi Peng's words, he calmly pointed with his finger.

Qi Peng Baimo petrified, grass is a plant!
And let no one live! !

Bai Mo rolled his eyes, ignored Yunbei, and continued to look at his name.But my heart is still very happy for my friends.

Seeing his name in No.19, Bai Mo felt relieved and burst into laughter.

"I'm No. 19, oops, I have an account with my father when I get home."

"Haha, Lao Bai, congratulations!"

"Happy together, rejoice together."

"Let's go, Chief Yun, Qi Xiucai, let's celebrate?"

"Let's go, Bai Xiucai."

Qi Peng, Bai Mo, two live treasures, happily complimented each other.

The three of them returned to the inn, had a meal together, and Yunbei was about to go back to Shanghe County. It is estimated that by the time he returned to Yunjia Village, his family would have heard the news about him being a scholar.

　The poems in this article are Maomao’s original creations, without excerpts from the poems of ancient celebrities. Maomao’s ability is limited, and the writing is definitely not as good as everyone’s. If you have any questions, you can point them out at any time!
　　
　
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