Datang: Cheating in the imperial examination at the beginning

"What nonsense!".

The examiner was about to refute, but heard Lu Yan suddenly speak.

"There are a few plums in the corner, Ling Han opens it alone!".

Everyone was stunned, and even Li Shimin did not react.

Lu Yan's voice never stopped.

"I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance!".

Five-word poem!

The people present, who were not familiar with the books of the sages, all heard that what Lu Yan was reading was a five-character poem.

But....... But they had never seen each other.

Could it be that this Lu Yan created it?

The examiner's expression was also surprised.

"Good poetry!".

Although Li Shimin didn't show anything, he couldn't help but praise in his heart.

Anthropomorphic plum, standing in a secluded or even deserted corner, breaking through the cold and quietly opening, sending a rich fragrance to the world from afar, this is a peerless plum, but also a peerless person.

This verse is not only rhythmic, but also has a good meaning.

It's definitely a top-notch poem, enough to last forever.

"Words of Things. "

Li Shimin's eyes narrowed suddenly, as if he remembered something, and one of the mentions in this imperial examination is to compose poems, and the scope is to use things to say.

"It's ........

".

Li Shimin couldn't help but 'chuckle' in his heart, and looked at this Lu Yan again, but his expression was a little shocked.

The examiner, as well as the ministers, also thought of this moment.

Looking at Lu Yan's gaze, it suddenly changed.

Using its own strength to prove that it is indeed the most correct approach.

This poem, Rao is they can't find any problems, Lu Yan is young, but he can make such poems, especially such noble intentions.

Poetry is like people.

Where is it like someone who cheats in the imperial examination?

But........ It is impossible to exonerate him from his sins with a mere good poem.

Human and physical evidence are afraid.

Thinking of this, those ministers shook their heads, and the imperial examination was not all poetry.

Even poetry occupies an extremely important position in the Tang Dynasty.

Still to no avail.

Lu Yan took another step forward, ignoring the forbidden army's murderous gaze, paused and spoke again.

"The snow presses down on the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight!".

"Know that the pine is high and clean, and wait until the snow melts!".

Boom!

All the ministers were shocked and looked at this Lu Yan in disbelief.

He even has to write poetry.

If the previous poem can be explained by thinking in advance and being prepared, then this poem is blurted out without any sluggishness.

It can only be explained by genius.

What a demon!

In ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote poems in seven steps, which was enough to be praised by the ages.

Now this Lu Yan will not be inferior to Cao Zhi, or even worse.

The most important thing is that although the rhyme of this poem is not as neat as the previous one, it is also amazing.

They still have a certain appreciation for poetry.

Naturally, I know...... This is another excellent poem, no matter which one is taken out, it is enough to win the crown in this imperial examination, which should be the best poem.

Even if they had been studying poetry for decades, the possibility of making such poems was very small.

Lu Yan didn't think twice, and the two poems came out together.

The impact on them can be imagined, and my heart is even more devastated.

It's not as good as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who has just reached the crown.

Talented!

Immortal material!

That's all they can explain, or else...... The heart can also be extremely unbalanced.

Looking at Lu Yan's figure, his expression was a little uncontrollable suspicion.

My heart began to waver.

Should such talented people really rely on cheating to gain fame?

With his talent, even if he is unwilling, he is still enough to be famous all over the world, at least his attainments in poetry, he can definitely be respected by all the people in the world.

Why do you need to do such a dishonorable time.

Especially among the poems, the two poems are extremely clean and arrogant, if Lu Yan is not such a person, how can he make this kind of poetry.

Li Shimin also frowned, he suddenly found that he couldn't see through the young man in front of him.

However, those two poems are both excellent choices.

His most commendable thing is that he is both civil and military, and he is quite obsessed with calligraphy and poetry, although his own level is not too good, but he naturally has the ability to appreciate it.

The two poems made him a little calm.

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks!".

Lu Yan's voice sounded again.

There are still ones!

Everyone was a little devastated.

Could it be that true geniuses are like this, composing poetry is all about talent, and a turn of thought does not require any thinking, is it enough to make such poems?

They felt their worldview a little cracked at this moment.

I was hit by a teenager and I was completely decent.

Especially many old ministers who are proud of their literary talents, they can't help but bow their heads, their old faces are red, and they feel a little ashamed.

Compared to Lu Yan, they are just babbling children.

"Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing. "

Another poem with an idea that is not inferior to the previous two!

They're all a little numb!

I don't know how to describe the young man in front of me who keeps coming out of his mouth.

One by one, they looked sad, and in the end....... In the entire Gongyuan, there was no other voice, only Lu Yan's voice, which was neither humble nor arrogant, but clear and clear, fell into their ears.

It never stops.

In a short period of time, it was one after another, close to ten poems, and it was published.

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, and the spring breeze is powerless. "

"The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry. "

Lu Yan's tone also became excited.

"Xiaojing, but the clouds and temples change, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. "

"There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit. "

“..............."

A poem ended, and Lu Yan also paused, but the entire tribute courtyard was silent.