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Hearing what Zhou Ting said, Chu Huan immediately became a little nervous. In fact, Chu Huan had long thought that there would be a poetry assessment in today's assessment. On the spot, there is a great unpredictability. Who knows what kind of questions His Majesty will ask, and whether there are corresponding poems in his mind to answer. It is absolutely impossible for him to compose poems and lyrics on the spot. of.

The emperor was rather interested. He looked at Chu Huan and asked, "Chu Huan, what do you think of Zhou Nayan's suggestion?"

"The villain respects the imperial decree." Chu Huan could only bite the bullet and say.

The emperor looked at the queen beside him, and said with a smile: "Queen, why don't you make a proposition and try Chu Huan's skills. I want to see what kind of literary talent he has. He can win 39 poems!"

The queen smiled softly, stared at Chu Huan, and said in a very gentle voice, "Chu Huan, according to my proposition, if you can do it, you can do it boldly, if you really can't do it, then it doesn't matter, writing lyrics on the spot is not easy. You can't pass the literary test, and there is also the martial arts test, so you don't have to be too nervous." She had a pleasant face and seemed very friendly to Chu Huan.

Hearing what the queen said, Chu Huan felt a little relieved. He slightly raised his head and glanced at the queen. Seeing that the queen was graceful and luxurious, with a faint smile on her face, he knew in his heart that the identity of this beautiful woman was really precious. She is not only the princess of the previous dynasty, but also the queen of the current dynasty. She was born with aristocratic temperament in her bones. This kind of grace and luxury is probably not comparable to any woman in the world.

The queen's words had actually left room for Chu Huan, and everyone could understand the meaning.

Those who know the inside story know that King Qi was assassinated in Xishan Road, and thanks to Chu Huan's rescue, the crisis was saved. Although His Majesty the Emperor has several sons, His Royal Highness King Qi is the only blood of the Queen, and saved King Qi If the queen is saved, the queen will naturally be grateful to Chu Huan, and it is only natural to favor Chu Huan here and leave a way for Chu Huan to retreat.

Zhou Ting had already cupped his hands and said, "Please ask the empress to make a proposition!"

The queen thought for a while, looked around, saw a row of green willows not far away, and said with a smile: "Well, let's use the green willows as the topic, Chu Huan, write a poem!"

"Green willow!" The emperor stroked his beard and said, "The proposition is made according to the situation, the queen is really smart!"

The queen smiled sweetly.

When Chu Huan heard the proposition, he immediately searched for the relevant poems in his mind.

At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on Chu Huan. Except King Qi who was full of confidence, many officials showed suspicion and disdain.

Chu Huan pondered for a moment, then raised his head suddenly, but before he could make a sound, Zhou Ting raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute." He said loudly, "Bring it up!"

Soon, two people came over carrying a table, and then someone spread paper on the table, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, but no pen came up, and then everyone saw another person holding a big jar and putting it on the table. On the table, the jar is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with other shapes. The bottom looks like a vessel for wine, and the top looks like a vase. At most, three fingers can only be inserted into the mouth of the jar, and even one hand cannot be stretched out. Suddenly whispering, a short and fat old minister frowned and asked, "Master Zhou, what are you doing?"

This old minister is nearly sixty years old, his eyes are small, but the light shines through from time to time, and he is a shrewd person at first glance.

He is just under An Guogong, so it is obvious that his official position is also very high.

Chu Huan didn't recognize him, but everyone else did. This was Sima Changru, the Zhongshu Ling of the Menxia Province.

There are two Zhongshulings, two servants, and six Sheren in Menxia Province. Zhongshuling is a first-rank member of Menxia Province. He participates in state affairs and is definitely the core figure in the court.

Zhou Ting smiled and said, "Lord Sima, please be safe and don't be impatient." He said to Chu Huan, "Chu Huan, if you have a good work, you can write it on paper."

Chu Huan forced a smile, and said, "Please give me a pen, sir."

"The pen is already by your hand." Zhou Ting pointed to the weird jar with a smile: "The pen you need is in the jar. If you want to use the pen, you can take it out yourself!"

Chu Huan frowned, not knowing what tricks Zhou Ting was going to do this week, he raised his hand and stretched it out, but Zhou Ting had already said, "Wait a minute!"

"Does Master Zhou have any instructions?"

Zhou Ting stroked his beard and said, "It's not impossible for you to pick up the pen in the altar, but your hands cannot touch the jar, nor can you use a clip to pick up the pen, and of course, you can't use other tools to touch the altar. The surface of the jar should not be broken, and the brush can only be taken out from the jar by hand."

There was a commotion all around.

King Qi couldn't help but said: "Zhou Ting, aren't you embarrassing? The jar is so deep that you can't fit it in with one hand. The brush is at the bottom of the jar right now, and you can't reach it with your hands. You let Chu It’s all right to write poems, why do you want to let him write poems with all these weird tricks?”

Zhou Ting bowed respectfully to King Qi and said, "Your Highness, it's not that I deliberately made it difficult for Chu Huan. The pen of a literati is as important as Mount Tai. Many people rely on a pen for their lives. The power of a pen is by no means weaker than that of a pen. The army is a magic weapon, and it is not easy to obtain such a magic weapon. If you want to get such a magic weapon, you have no brains, and naturally you can't do it."

King Qi said angrily: "You are nothing more than teasing people, what...!" Before he finished speaking, the emperor had already said calmly: "Yingren, step down!"

Qi Wang Yingren heard the emperor's opening, but he didn't dare to say any more, and took a step back very dissatisfied.

The emperor seemed very interested in this sudden scene.

Although Chu Huan was to be assessed today, in fact another reason was to relieve the empress from boredom. Zhou Ting's arrangement of this scene was a bit ingenious. It was a show, but the emperor wanted to see how Chu Huan would solve it.

At this time, the officials nearby had already started to discuss. Many people only thought that Zhou Ting was really trying to punish Chu Huan on purpose. He not only prevented people from touching the jar, but also asked people to take out brushes from the narrow mouth of the jar. The point is that it is impossible to put your hand in from the mouth of the altar. This is obviously deliberately embarrassing others, but some people are already frowning and thinking hard, wondering if there is a way to take out the brush.

An official has already come up with an idea: "You can make a hook, don't use your hands, hold it in your mouth, put the end of the hook into the bottom of the altar, then take out the brush, and then take the brush down with your hands, wouldn't that be enough?"

His idea immediately made people on both sides laugh.

"Chu Huan, have you figured out a way?" the emperor asked lightly, leaning on the golden chair.

Chu Huan cupped his hands and said, "My lord, there is a way, but before that, the villain needs something."

"What is it?" asked the emperor.

"The villain needs a bucket of water." Chu Huan said respectfully.

Someone next to him immediately whispered: "It seems that Chu Huan has already remembered that his mouth is dry and his tongue is dry. He asked for a bucket of water. Can he finish it?" Suddenly something felt wrong.

But the emperor had already ordered: "Bring a bucket of water!"

Soon, a bucket of water was delivered. Chu Huan took a look at the bucket of water, and then asked Zhou Ting with a smile, "Master Zhou, I don't know if my method has passed?"

Zhou Ting stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Sure enough, you have some emergency wisdom, you are very good!"

The two had a thoughtless conversation, and their reaction was slow for a while before they understood, but they saw that Chu Huan had already picked up the bucket and poured water into the jar. Soon, most of the bucket of water was poured in, and a brush at the bottom of the jar As more and more water was injected, it gradually floated up, and when it reached the mouth of the altar, Chu Huan put down the bucket, stretched out two fingers, and gently took out the brush from the inside.

At this moment, many people suddenly realized.

In fact, this principle is very simple, but not everyone can think of this method quickly. Chu Huan used this ingenious method to take out the brush in a short time, and suddenly many people felt that Chu Huan still had some brains. King Qi was still worried about Chu Huan, but he was relieved to see that Chu Huan came up with such a method to easily take out the brush.

Chu Huan took the pen, dipped it in ink and picked it up. Without hesitation, he wrote a few lines on the paper, put down the brush, twisted the paper and blew it, before handing it to Zhou Ting.

Zhou Ting took the paper, but he didn't dare to read it first, but quickly presented it to the emperor. The emperor took it and browsed it, with a smile on his face, and handed it to the queen, saying: "The queen has a look!"

The queen looked at it once, and then turned to a courtier and said, "Lu Zhun, you are the Imperial Academy offering wine. In your opinion, how is this poem written?"

A eunuch stepped forward to take the paper and passed it to an old minister.

Lu Zhun took the Guozijian sacrificial wine, took a closer look, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "To the Holy Majesty and Empress, in my opinion, it is really rare for Chu Huan to make such a good sentence in such a short period of time. In this poem, there is no word for willow, but there are willows everywhere, which is very rare!"

All the officials were immediately very interested in Chu Huan's poems, and Sikong Changru, the secretary of the provincial government, said, "Lord Lu, how did you write this poem? Let everyone listen to it and comment together?"

Lu Zhun looked at the emperor, the emperor nodded slightly, then Lu Zhun shook his head and said: "Jade makeup is as tall as a tree, with thousands of willow silk ribbons hanging down, I don't know who will cut the thin leaves? The wind in April is like scissors, it's really a magic stroke...! "Feeling groggy, I hurriedly pleaded guilty to the emperor: "My minister is rude, and please forgive me!" "The wind is like scissors", but now it is April, and the "February spring wind is like scissors" will not be able to cope with the current season , so simply changed the word "two" to "four", which is right at the time.

The emperor seemed to be in a good mood, and said with a smile, "The word magic pen is used well. It seems that you also highly appreciate this poem. This poem is quite spiritual, and it is really not easy to make it in a hurry." Xiang Chu Huan said: "Chu Huan, since you have this talent, why didn't you take the literature test and become a warrior instead?"

Chu Huan hurriedly said: "The villain told fortune-tellers when he was young, and said that villains are not suitable for reading, so...!"

The emperor laughed loudly, "So it's fortune-telling. It's not for reading, but you have such a literary talent. From this point of view, your martial arts are not weak. I really want to see how your martial arts are?" He said to Zhou Ting: "Zhou Aiqing, Wen Now that the exam is over, how are you going to do the martial arts exam?"

In fact, many people know that His Majesty the Emperor himself was born as a warrior. Although he did not take literature lightly in order to govern the country back then, His Majesty the Emperor still loved martial arts very much. I will definitely take the martial arts test.