About an hour later, Hong Yuxin walked out of the tent.

At this time, her face was a little excited, her cheeks were red, and she slowly walked onto the golden table.

And in her hand, she held the ten final words she chose.

The moment Hong Yuxin walked onto the center of the stage, the following suddenly became quiet.

An exciting moment is coming soon.

Hong Yuxin did not delay or swell his appetite, and announced directly: "The top ten people who won the gold list this year are Niu Yuanjia, Ji Zhengqing, Pan Xing, Xian Yuze, Yan Zhao, Baili Zhi, Miao Cheng, Xun Bin, Dong Xiuming, and Li Pan."

After the last name was shouted out, the people in the audience jumped up excitedly, some looked depressed, some were curious, and all had different expressions.

Those who enter the top ten will naturally be happy, while those who are eliminated can only try it out next year.

When the sounds below were sparse, Hong Yuxin continued: "There is a young master's poem that is particularly exciting, far exceeding everyone's. I decided to let him directly enter the top three!"

ah?

The nine scholars who were originally in the carnival were stunned for a moment, and all they thought to themselves were: "Miss Hong said that young master, could it be me! Am I that outstanding?"

What Zhao Yan was thinking in his heart: The young master she said must be me.

"This young master is Mr. Yan Zhao from Baiwenzhai!" Hong Yuxin said loudly, then looked at Zhao Yan with a smile on his face.

This was the first time she had so boldly looked at a man of her age in public.

When Zhao Yan heard this, he did not react much, but nodded to Hong Yuxin very politely.

When the other nine scholars heard that it was not him, they were immediately dissatisfied!

The particularly narcissistic alcoholic, Pan Xing, said with great dissatisfaction: "Miss Hong, what kind of lyrics can far surpass me, Pan Xing? I don't believe it. You won't see him look good, just favor him!"

Hearing this, Hong Yuxin didn't wait for Hong Yuxin to react. Ji Zhengqing, who had been in love with Hong Yuxin for a long time, rushed over immediately and pushed him towards Pan Xing, almost regressing.

"Pan Xing, what did you say? Is Miss Hong such a superficial person?"

Not far away, Niu Yuanjia, who is known as the second talent in Shantai Mansion, tilted his mouth and said, "I don't accept it!"

Hong Yuxin seemed to have known that someone would come out to make trouble, so she immediately took out the poem written by Zhao Yan and said, "I will recite this poem on the spot, and you will know the difference."

After saying that, Hong Yuxin looked at Zhao Yan again and began to recite.

The name of the lyrics: Crane Chongtian.

On the gold list, I occasionally lost my hope. How to take the wise men in the Ming Dynasty? If I failed, I would not be able to fight for it. I would not be able to roam wildly. Why should I discuss the loss of destruction? A talented poet is a white-clad minister.

The fireworks alley is in a street, and the painting barrier is in agreement. Fortunately, I am interested in it, and I can search for it. And I lean on the red and green, and my romantic affairs are all smooth. I have a salary for my youth. I can only exchange my fame for a simple and soft singing.

After listening to the complete poem, the literati around were stunned.

Good word.

A peerless good word.

As long as they have a little bit of shame, they will think that compared with this poem, it is garbage!

This poem has a very good artistic conception, showing a literati who failed to seek fame and fortune. He is extremely confident in his literary talent and shows that fame and career are not the only way out in life.

This idea is far higher than that of ordinary literati.

Especially the last sentence in the first and second stanzas of this poem.

A talented poet is a white-clothed prime minister; he is willing to change his reputation and sing in a low voice.

These few sentences fully express the moods of the Taixue School, the Confucian School and the Huajian School.

Such words and sentences can definitely be passed down through the ages.

"You guys, do you still have any objections now?" Hong Yuxin asked with a smile.

No one in the audience dared to look up. Faced with such lyrics, they could only accept the disadvantage.

Then, Zhao Yan was invited to sit on a large chair on the side of the Golden Band Platform.

Next, he just needs to sit and watch which two of the remaining nine people advance.

Immediately afterwards, a screen was pulled up.

Butler Hong whispered: "In this game, we will compete for the debate on the policy."

"brush!"

The gauze was pulled apart again, and the theme of this debate appeared.

"If you are prime minister, how will you resolve the conflict between the scholar-official class and the people?"

Seeing this topic, the nine people on the Golden List all took a breath and their hair stood up.

The theme of this argument is too bold.

Since the new emperor took office, he has first broken the precedent of not being punished as a scholar and a doctor, and then continuously improved the status of military officers.

It is obvious that the new emperor was trying to suppress the overly redundant literati class.

In fact, these things have been discussed many times by the public, but they dare not talk about them on the table.

At present, the contradiction between the literati class and the people is that the people want to desperately become the literati class, and the literati class is constantly exploiting the people for their own interests.

The consequence of this is that the people are getting poorer and the scholar-official class is getting stronger and stronger.

Zhao Yan was particularly excited when he saw this debate topic, and literati should discuss these difficult issues in the court.

Moreover, Dazhou has free speech and basically won’t arrest anyone just because of his speech.

Ji Zhengqing, the secret lover who wrote hundreds of poems for Hong Yuxin, took the lead and said: "Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the policy of emperors and scholars and officials in governing the world together. The literati class is an indispensable force in our Great Zhou, which cannot be overturned. Rather than saying that the people have conflicts with the literati class, it is better to say that the people have conflicts with some officials who are not worthy of being called literati. Next, it will be much easier to solve this problem, just get rid of these black sheep."

"I think that scholars and officials are the foundation of the country. Only by following the footsteps of scholars and officials can people get rich. We cannot be short-sighted and only look at the development of our Great Zhou for twenty years. Now, perhaps the interests of the people are sacrificed, but a hundred years later, when our Great Zhou is stronger, the people will make the most profits!"

Pan Xing took a wine pot, first filled a few sips of wine, and then said, "I think that Xiao Jingye, the literary prime minister of our Great Zhou, should go to the prefectures to see more, and take a look at the virtues of us literati and scholars. They pretend to be hypocritical, but do things in private. For example, the three fathers and sons of the Xue family were simply bad things in Shuzhou. This kind of scumbag in the literati class should be eliminated quickly, and let people like me who care about the country contribute to the court..."

When Pan Xing heard that he dared to curse the three fathers and sons of the Xue family, the people around him dared not say anything, for fear of implicating themselves.
Chapter completed!