Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie casually found a tired and dizzy, afraid of the noise in the garden, and wanted to find an excuse to rest in a clean place, and then left. The treasurer of Ji wanted to stop him and asked someone to find a doctor to have a look. He just waved his hand and said: "There are many guests in the park today, and there are winners and losers in voting. I'm afraid that the losers will not be angry, so I will make trouble. Many people are always patrolling the field and protecting our six talents. Don’t tell them to have trouble. Nanguan has been called Jin Yiwei to patrol cleanly. Why should I be a man when I go out? "

The shopkeeper Ji sighed: "You have a headache and are afraid of the wind, where can you ride out? I will ask someone to set you up a car..."

Cui Xie smiled and said, "Today, how many guests came by car, the carriages are crowded in, and they can still get it? I just need to put on more clothes. It's the end of March, and it's time for summer. What else is there? ?"

It happened that there were clothes for the six talents to wear on stage in the backstage, so I made a few more sets for fear of choosing the most important ones. Cui Xie picked up the one that no one was wearing, took a blue hermit robe and put it on his head, grabbed the placket and slightly covered his face, and asked the shopkeeper to look at it and rest assured before going to the Houyuan to pick up the horse.

The light in the garden is like daylight, and the lights hanging under the garden porch are gone a few meters away. Xing Diyue Shen, not far away, even the long shadow of the candlelight was submerged in the endless darkness, making people almost brave to go on.

However, just at the junction of light and darkness, a familiar horse hissed suddenly, and a hand stretched out into the dim light, holding his hand gently and powerfully.

The hand was exceptionally white and bright in the dark, and it was clearly reflected in his eyes. Even the dull streets and alleys of the stars and moon brightened with that little complexion, and a delicate emerald figure gradually appeared in the darkness with the tall and vigorous chestnut horse, which made Cui Xie's heart settle down suddenly.

Xie Ying saw the appearance of his hood and face, she couldn't help but smile, stretched out her hand to tighten the clothes for him, kicked the stirrups away, pressed the saddle with her right hand, and fell gently on the little white horse as she turned, and hugged him from behind. Live him.

His toes kicked Cui Xie's ankle lightly from behind, and the person also leaned forward, leaning in his ear and said, "A pair of saddles are slightly crowded by two people, or you just sit on my lap?"

Cui Xie pressed the cloth on his face and glanced back at him, his eyes crossed his face like a hook: "I mean I told you to sit on my lap - you come up from the front, sit on my lap, and I take You ride..."

Xie Ying put him in his arms, pulled the rein with one hand, and said seriously: "No. I sit like that, with shoulders padded, and I will block you from seeing the way. How can your little white horse get there? Where are we going? Or if you have a thin body, you won't be in the way by turning sideways."

The little white horse has grown into a big white horse now, and can bear the weight of the two. It was just that there was a person on his body suddenly, and he moved with his master for a while, which greatly affected his running, so he snorted in dissatisfaction, shook his head, and slammed his hoof into the darkness before the chestnut horse moved.

The sound of horseshoes faded away, and the garden behind it was still noisy.

After the two generals Lu Bu and Guan Yu, the talented men who came to power changed their dresses as civil officials. A young man with a calm and stern expression stepped out on the most well-known section of "Luo Shen Fu", "Plain like a frightening, as if you are a dragon", wearing a golden crown and scarlet robe, pushing open the screen with big sleeves and standing. Looking around in front of the picture screen corresponding to his identity, he said loudly: "Guo knows that his poems and essays are not as good as Chen Siwang. Why dare to sull the talents with clumsy poems? So everyone else can do it, I can only recite Zijian's poems. Everyone, don’t blame everyone."

Everyone who voted for Cao Zhi felt that he was right, and what came to him was that he was humble and courteous. He was not an ordinary person with some talent and self-confidence, and he deserved to be a talented person supported by them.

It's okay not to write poems. They came for Guo Caizi's sharp comments, just ask those critical sentences!

Hearing the waves from the audience, Wan Gongzi couldn’t help turning his head and be familiar with the next seater, who seemed to be a middle-aged man in Qingpao who was also a new jinshi and complained: “That’s okay? Doesn’t he mean he can’t do it? ?"

The people beside him were not familiar middle-level scholars or children of high-ranking officials, but northerners with a bad personality. He glanced at him and replied stiffly in Mandarin with a bit of Henan accent: "How is he? He can't do it. Did he have a lot of clever sentences when he commented on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Didn't he make it clear that his own writing is not as good as Chen Si Wang's poems, and he is unwilling to offer poems at this time. You will wait a moment. If you go up and ask him to write someone else’s poem, he will naturally write it!"

Wan Gongzi told him to choke in his throat, and threw a sleeve fiercely, remembering his face, and asking his grandfather not to reuse this person when he went home.

outrageous! These northerners are simply outrageous!

However, most of the Jinshi in the Central Region have a different position from him, and I don’t know if I want to cheer him up, the first assistant son, it’s hateful to think about it...

Elder Wan Ge hadn't picked someone from the new jinshi, he was a grandson, he shared the worries for Naizu in advance, and sifted a group out. He didn't bother to pay attention to the black and thin Jinshi next to him, and then looked critically at the stage-among the three people on the stage, only the soup genius who played as the first general of the Three Kingdoms, Lu Bu, was better, and the remaining two were not very flattering.

His favorite screen revolving lantern has not yet begun. The two scribes dressed up just blow out the lanterns. In the darkness, Guo Caizi’s voice sounded again, with a bit of murderous air: "Huang Kao Jian Shiye, Yu Congzheng Quartet...The sword and halberd will not leave your hand, and the armor is your clothes!"

The poem was read slowly and solemnly, and when the chanting stopped, the light from behind the screen came on, instantly illuminating the entire table. The screen slowly turned and stopped. The screen facing the Prime Minister's team was replaced with a portrait of Cao Cao. A majestic man with a golden crown and purple robe, with a shaved beard and slightly raised eyebrows stepped onto the stage.

The two soldiers illuminate each other with lanterns beside him, illuminating a golden Jue in his hand. He tilted his hand and watched the little flowing water splashing from the nobleman, and laughed loudly: "Fortunately for the troubled times, Ye Xia is planning to locate the Central Plains. The general imperial authority has become a hegemony, and his life will be worthless!"

The voice of Lang Ran spread throughout the venue, and the voices of "Prime Minister Cao" and "Cao Thief" came together. They are divided into two groups: the first prime minister and the first loyal minister. Zhuge fans, who did not see Cao Fen's victory with their own eyes, became angry and shouted that the vote was unfair. They should not lose to Cao Dang!

However, Zhuge Fen was divided into three parts, and she was killed in the Academy of Scholars; Cao Fen only focused on the election of the prime minister, and Cao Zhi, Cao Pi, Xu Chu, Dian Wei, Xia Hou Fen helped to tear books and add votes...

With the right time and place, he just won this game.

Although Cao Cao's fan is weak, but his spirit is not thin, he dared to stand up under the pressure of Zhuge's fan in the half-time, and shouted: "My Cao Gong assisted the Han Dynasty all his life, and until his death, I was also the prime minister of the Han Dynasty. , How could it be the first phase of the Three Kingdoms!"

The shopkeeper Ji hurriedly asked the office to go to the stage to protect Shen Zheng, who was pretending to be Cao Cao, and Shen Xiucai, and arranged for his pals and hired workers to hold trumpets among the guests in various districts to persuade them to calm down, not to fight, and to wait for the next talent with peace of mind——

There are officials and Jin Yiwei in this garden staring at them. They all get the yelling outside the garden when they really fight. Why is this in the middle of the night?

Zhuge Fen's voice stopped, and Cao Cao on the stage also stepped up to finish the poem, the candlelight went out, and a clear and gentle voice soon sounded behind the screen, reading Du Fu's "Eight Arrays".

The Zhuge Party's spirit was lifted, cheered, and shouted: "When it comes to true talents and true achievements, my family Wuhou is the first person in the Three Kingdoms!"

Guan Yu, the first loyal minister, refused to accept it, and Cao Cao, the first prime minister, sneered, but at this time no one could stop the undulating voice of the Zhuge Party. On the stage, Lu An, who was pretending to be Zhuge, couldn't suppress their voices with a trumpet. He didn't simply read poems, so he plucked the strings with his Yaoqin, and sang "Zhuge Liang Bowang Burning Tun" a cappella: Lei Wo Yu, take care of the jackal lying on the road..."

The people in the audience calmed down a bit, and he revealed a clear tone with little rhyme. Soon some people sang along with him, and gradually the music filled the garden, overwhelming the Cao Wei party.

At the sound of the tune, Zhuge Fen was satisfied, and Cao Dang was angry but couldn't help it-that's how it was written in the Three Kingdoms, they really had nothing to refute, they could only secretly sulking. Lu An secretly breathed a sigh of relief, handed the piano to the boy around him to hold, stood up while shaking the fan, took a lantern and blew it out, and the stage fell into silence again.

However, the audience is still not quiet, although it is not like just now, it is just about to fight, but it is also a lot of noise. The name of Zhuge Liang is always ringing, Xun Yu, Xun You, Guo Jia, Cheng Yu, Zhou Yu, Fazheng...The party coughed and sighed. , I hate that the world has no eyes and only knows one Zhuge, but he does not know that Zhuge is good at managing internal affairs and not using military strategy.

The whole world is turbulent, only they are familiar with the Three Kingdoms and know who is the real counselor!

There was a lot of discussion, and Wang Zhichang took the stage as Mr. Shui Jing, and a piece of cigarettes was spread out, creating an unprecedented posture of fairy style. It was not people who accompanied him, but two paper cranes tied up, with their necks and wings stretched out, and a lamp in each mouth.

There was chaos in the audience, and he did not chant poems, but only high-five and recite a piece of Zhang Yanghao's "Mountain Sheep·Tong Caring for the Ancient". Although he does not write the Three Kingdoms poem, only the Yuanren tune, the sentence "Sad the Qin and Han Scriptures, all palaces and palaces have made soil", but it has exhausted the sorrow of the people in the Three Kingdoms, the bones and the wild; with a "Xing, the people are suffering ；Death, the people suffer", it also shows the compassion of the people of the world.

Sure enough, the style of a hermit master!

The readers burst into applause, as if they had forgotten that the two parties, Cao and Liu, almost fought for a life-and-death situation. Mr. Shui Jing pushed the two paper cranes forward, raised his hands and gave three high-fives, and said clearly, "Come on the poem!"

There was a masterpiece on the stage, reflecting the twelve screens brightly. Several men dressed as scribes and talents took the poems to the stage and handed the masterpieces selected by the six to their hands.

Although these six people selected the best works before they took the stage, not all of them wrote about the selected celebrities, but also wrote about others. Not only were selected but not selected such as Ma Chao, Zhao Yun, Zhou Yu, Sun Quan, Lu Xun, Xun Yu, Sima Yi and others, there were also Liu Bei, Lu Su, Han Xiandi who were not selected at all.

The six talented scholars took out the poems and recited them one by one. In front of the scholars in the audience, they put out a number one, but it was the first ancient poem written by Guan Shouting Hou, titled Han Shouhou.

"Han Shouhou, righteousness and martial arts, champion the third army, and revitalize China... Although Hou is dead forever!"

Although this poem is written about the Marquis of Han, it is about the present day, it is about the sergeant of the dynasty defending the country, and it is the land of China in the Ming Dynasty! The six people on the stage read together, and the excitement spread all over the garden. The five army camps under the stage, Jin Yiwei and others all heard a strong spirit that inspired them to open up the frontiers and defend the country, and they couldn't help but rise up, repeating this poem with them over and over again, their faces flushed with excitement, high-five cheers, forgetting. Just now the controversy between Wei and Shu.

The author has something to say: This "Han Shouhou" was also made by Li Dongyang