As the saying goes: There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.

At present, no one dares to say that he will definitely be the top scorer, and the first place in the Qingyun List is undoubtedly the most valuable ranking.

As a restaurant, Wanbaolou has never been as quiet as it is now.

It was quiet, and only the sound of Wan Hong unfolding the note, and the sound of rapid breathing.

Even in the teahouse outside the street, scholars and scholars were lying their heads, wanting to know who the top person in the Qingyun list was?

Wan Hong opened the note and said loudly: "This Qingyun top has been to Wanbaolou and left two poems that can be passed down through the ages. There are even rumors that the missing girl Guan Juer of Tingyuxuan ran away with him."

"He...he is... Yan Zhao, who is known as the number one talent in Changdan City!"

Yan Zhao?

When you hear this name, the scholars and scholars in Changdan City are naturally familiar with it. Although most people have never seen the appearance of Mr. Yan Zhao, the two poems "Broken Se" and "Breaking the Array" are popular works.

In addition, Shangguan Wanton's several praises to Yan Zhao made people feel that this person is an unprecedented genius.

Second floor elegant building.

After hearing Yan Zhao's name, Shangguan Yuntun murmured: "If he comes to participate in the imperial examination, I am afraid I can only look down on it and will never get the first place!"

After saying that, Shangguan Yunton sighed.

Literati has been noble since ancient times, and Shangguan Wanton is also a person who is extremely confident in his talent, but as long as Yan Zhao is mentioned, he will lose any confidence.

"It turns out that the top of the list is Yan Zhao, the most mysterious number one talent in Changdan City. There is nothing wrong with it!" someone said.

"Apart from Yan Zhao, I'm afraid no one can surpass Wu Wenyuan and Shangguan Wanton!"

"The Qingyun List is just a list of things we are playing. His Majesty has the final say in the final three-level account. In my opinion, His Majesty may like interesting scholars like Tang Buyi, Quanzhou!"

At this moment, Zhao Yan, who was drinking tea in a teahouse, almost choked by the tea.

Because he just heard that he had become the top of the Qingyun List, many people on the side began to bet that he would become the No. 1 pick this year.

Zhao Yan curled his lips and said helplessly: "Oh, I'm still too good. I can't even use a pseudonym to keep a low profile."

...

Jixian Courtyard, backyard.

Thirty-six old men in sixty lined up, sitting on the pear blossom and wooden chairs in Jixianyuan basking in the sun.

The censor Shangguan Buyue and the Minister of Rites Cai You stood there.

Except for Bai Shengjiang, these old men have poor expression skills. If they are not allowed to be in the most comfortable state, they will not be able to say anything.

However, if Shangguan Buyue and Cai You cannot obtain a lot of effective information, they will not be able to determine the direction of the imperial examination questions.

Zhao Yan once specifically criticized them, asking these old men to talk about suffering and how officials treated them, so that they could find the direction of the test questions.

Soon, Shangguan Buyue and Cai You saw that the old men were in a comfortable state, and couldn't help but start asking.

"Uncle Liu, when you were young, have you ever experienced being bullied by officials? You can tell me a specific explanation!"

Uncle Liu suddenly felt energetic and said, "There are too many. When I was young, I was often bullied by officials. They robbed grain, land and women..."

As he was talking, Uncle Liu started his own rhythm and talked endlessly, telling all the stories he had experienced, the experiences of his relatives and friends, and even the stories he heard about.

Shangguan Buyue and Cai You each had two recorders and recorded all his words.

At first, Shangguan Buyue and Cai You felt a little bored, thinking that all these people could talk about were small things that had nothing to do with the country and country of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But as they listened, they suddenly realized the importance of this story.

In the past, their perspectives were from the perspective of scholars and officials, and they did not consider the mood of the people at all.

But now from these people, they can truly understand how difficult it is for ordinary people to live.

Even officials can peel them apart.

The reason why many people are poor is not because they don’t work hard or make progress, or even find ways to get rich, but because the literati and bureaucratic system is like a blood-sucking worm, cheating away all the surplus that they already have.

As the bottom of the food chain, the people have no right to speak or the right to discuss rules with the court.

To put it bluntly, the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty always thought about how to control the people, rather than how to serve the people.

Of course, this concept is too advanced. Zhao Yan knew that the officials could not change it now, so he prepared to start with these scholars who had not yet become officials and convey to them the truth that "the people are greater than the sky."

Shangguan Bree was originally a person with an outward emotion. After listening to the people's talk, officials were plundering people's wealth, and even a small yamen runner could decide the way of living, he did not fall asleep for a whole night and wrote a nearly five thousand-word strategy article with passion.

Cai You is very good at restrained emotions and is as careful as a hair. He constantly collects stories from the people, then constantly analyzes and constantly searches for the reasons.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Lantern Festival.

The Lantern Festival is the most chaotic in Changdan.

The Lantern Festival is a signal of the end of the Spring Festival, and it is also a grand ceremony comparable to the New Year.

This day, family reunion is more important than anything else.

Zhao Yan did not hold any activities in the palace, and asked all his ministers to go home to accompany his family.

And at this moment, in Wen Xiang’s Mansion.

Xiao Jingye and his wife were sitting at the dinner table and opening a letter.

The letter was sent by Xiao Zijie from Shuzhou.

Xiao Jingye is just such a son, and this is the first time he is not at home during the Chinese New Year. He thought that Xiao Zijie was too busy and would not send letters to his home, but he never thought that the letters arrived on the night of the Lantern Festival.

Xiao Jingye seems cold on the surface, but in fact he is quite hot inside. Including that since Xiao Zijie participated in the Battle of Northern Mongolia and became the prefect of Shuzhou, he is quite satisfied with his son.

While opening the envelope, Xiao Jingye said to Mrs. Xiao, who was standing beside him, "As long as he no longer writes those defamated poems, it's good to write anything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jingye was stunned.

There is a seven-character regulated verse on the paper, and there is also a sentence attached: The child always thinks that writing poetry is the most sincere expression to his father and mother.

Swish!

Xiao Jingye gave the letter to Mrs. Xiao with a dark face and said, "You read it, I feel bad!"

Mrs. Xiao gave Xiao Jingye a blank look: "Didn't you also wrote a lot of sour poems for me back then? My son learned it from you."

"Learn from me? Your son is completely self-contained, and Confucius can't teach him!" Xiao Jingye said angrily.
Chapter completed!