When Luo Binwang was obsessed with the river view, the hall exploded.

Although there is no unified judgment standard for the quality of the poem, it can still be distinguished subjectively. Compared with the poems recited by the three talents, Xiao Ye's poems are judging by the high and low.

"What's so strange about just depicting the small river view?"

Lu Wu hummed disdainfully.

Huang Wenguang also said: "I didn't hear anything good. Compared with Sanlang's poem about plum blossoms, it is far inferior!"

It would be fine if you didn't say this. Once you said it, Shi Jin's eyes were red and he stared at Xiao Ye like a beast. Perhaps there were really poor people who couldn't tell the good or bad. However, as the three talents of Jiangdu, how could he not have the ability to appreciate? Xiao Ye's poems are indeed better than himself.

I think his family is rich in Jiangdu. He was flattered as a talented man since he was a child. He was once compared with Kong Rong and Luo Binwang. The clan had high hopes for him, but he did not disappoint him. He studied hard in hard work, and was not the kind of playboy.

This time, it was the time to show great success. He was confident that he would go all the way from Tong Sheng to the palace exam, ranking in the third place, and gloriously glorious. How could he tolerate himself falling before he even started?

Especially he was tripped by a small ruined child!

Compared with the outbreak of the historians, the Lu family experienced countless storms and waves from the Eastern Wu, the Six Dynasties to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and it was not as good as others in hundreds of years. It was not unacceptable. To be honest, the Lu family in Wujun was a minister to the Xiao family in Lanling in the Qi and Liang dynasties.

Lu Wen looked at Xiao Ye with a complicated expression, then turned around and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Lang's poems, you have to wait for the tourist to judge before you can tell me!"

"Ahem~~"

Luo Binwang also came back from the window, coughed twice, and pressed his hands.

The noise in the seat stopped immediately.

Luo Binwang said: "Nephew Xiao's poems have a broad artistic conception, elegant and lively, with a rhyme of the tones, beautiful words without being floating, and far-reaching rhymes without being empty. It is a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation. What is particularly rare is that Nephew Xiao is very elegant at a young age, so I gave the third grade high praise. Do you have any objections?"

After a moment of brushing, Shi Jin's face turned red and his mind buzzed. He forgot all about Luo Binwang and the demeanor of a giant Yangzhou businessman. He only knew that he had tripped up by a poor boy and was full of reluctance!

He immediately shouted, "No matter how good his poems are, they are just a little better than us. How can we get the third grade high praise?"

Luo Binwang showed displeasure, questioning his injustice, but he didn't even bother with a student, but said lightly: "Whether his poems are good or not, there is a public opinion. If you don't agree, you can ask the famous masters again, but Nephew Xiao's literary spirit is far more elegant than you!"

"Okay, okay, since it's the tourist who said that, the student will admit it!"

Shi Jin nodded a few times, then pointed at Xiao Ye and said, "Speak a thousand, tell ten thousand, and poetry is just a small path. How literary are you? You still have to see the truth in the exam. Do you dare to bet with me and bet on the ranking of the imperial examination!"

"I'm arrogant, I want to ask, what do you consider the imperial examination?"

Xiao Ye immediately looked dark and shouted loudly: "The court has opened a tribute to the country to win talents. If I bet with you, it will be disrespectful to the court, disrespectful to the sages, and unfilial to parents and elders. It will also be disrespectful to his ten-year study. What qualifications are there for those who are so disrespectful, disrespectful, unfilial, and unrespectful to themselves?"

"Haha, Brother Xiao said it well. My generation of students are ashamed to be with this person!"

Chen Zi'ang laughed.

Shi Jin was originally from a giant family and was harmless when he made some lottery bets, but Xiao Ye caught him and made a big splash, which made the problem serious.

The most feared thing about the world is to exaggerate it. First, I will give you a shit pot and determine the nature of it, so that you can even peel it if you don’t die.

Although Xiao Ye was a nerd in his previous life, how many of them were really simple to be able to get involved in the system? It is true that he loves ancient Chinese and devotes himself to studying it, but that is also related to the inability to follow other roads. Instead of taking advantage of hot spots and changing popularity, it is better to go all the way to the dark and go to death.

There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession is the top scholar. If you are truly proficient in a certain field, there is no dead end. It depends on not having the determination to live toward death.

Sure enough, he survived the dead end of the imperial examination.

Shi Jin also calmed down, and suddenly sweated coldly on his forehead, looking around like a thief. He saw many students retreating one after another, and Bucun secretly scolding the people who were accused of the flame trend. Fortunately, there was no official presence, which made him secretly relieved.

What he didn't see was that the master Zhang Jianzhi on the fifth floor was watching him.

"Nei Xian Xiao, you can leave ink on the wall!"

Luo Binwang smiled and signaled that he was not convenient for him to blame Shi Jin too much. After all, he was just here to comment on poetry, and the imperial examination matter had nothing to do with him.

"Thank you, Mr. Tourism!"

Xiao Ye thanked him, walked to the corner of the wall, picked up his pen to write, and naturally he could not keep the poem in Guange style. He left the Yan style. To put it aside, modern people's calligraphy enlightenment is either Yan style or Liu style. After writing regular script, he wrote running script. Xiao Ye spent much time on Yan style than Guange style, which was the word he had practiced since elementary school.

This poem is titled "Climbing Wangjiang Tower". Each stroke of running script is like flowing clouds and water, or like waves gradually moving, giving people a pleasing feeling.

"Sanlang left, a gentleman will take revenge. It will be no longer late for ten years. Today's humiliation will be repaid!"

Shi Jin was looking at Xiao Ye resentfully, and at this time, Huang Wenguang pulled him.

Shi Jin knew that he could not stay here, so he hummed, turned around and left with Huang Wenguang and a few of his best friends.

Luo Binwang just glanced coldly and ignored it. After Xiao Ye finished writing, he recited it silently before asking, "Do you have any good products to appreciate with me?"

This is really a joke. With pearls and jade in front, who would like to show off? The so-called three-party competition is nothing.

"Since that's the case, this literary meeting will end. I wish you all goodbye to the spring exam in high school!"

Luo Binwang looked at Xiao Ye deeply, waved his sleeves, walked out, and two Taoists followed behind him.

"Brother Xiao is a talented person. If you don't make a sound, you will be shocking. This poem must be sung by everyone!"

Chen Zi'ang bowed to Xiao Ye and laughed, "To be honest, even Xiao Ye's talent is jealous, but jealousy is a human nature. His nature is not bad, and Xiao Ye saved his reputation for him and soon felt relieved."

Xiao Ye replied, "It's just a lucky person. If you ask me to write another song, it's probably difficult to get into the elegant hall!"

Zhang Jian laughed: "Brother Xiao, don't be humble, but Shi Jin is narrow-minded and may not give up. He must be careful. Before the Spring Examination, don't make any mistakes."

Xiao Ye nodded and said, "Brother Zhang said that I will not go out these days. I will concentrate on preparing for the scientific examination at home. After leaving, it is time for us to go back."

The three of them walked downstairs.
Chapter completed!