The old man couldn't help but smile, "In the exam room tomorrow, I will find a way to take over. Why, I'm afraid of delaying your career? Don't worry, as long as you let Zhu Sui, Wang Biao, and other groups of Chongwen and Hongwen Second Hall students list, no one in the court will cause trouble for you."

"But I don't know..."

Linghu Yi, the deputy director of the Ministry of Rites, told the truth to Pan Yan, "The Holy Lord asked Yang Wan and Chang Gun to be prime minister, but in fact he violated his promise with us. So in order to make up for it, I specially asked me to go to the Southern Cao of the Ministry of Personnel, and let Yun Jun (Pan Yan's name) be sent by you. After the election, Yun Jun, you must have to make up for the fourth rank. After that, the selection of the candidates of the Ministry of Rites and officials below the sixth rank of the Ministry of Personnel is in our hands. Yang Wan is fine, how can Chang Gun stop like this? He strongly cited the Zheng family in Xingyang to participate in the scientific examination, in order to continue to influence the spring examination of the Ministry of Rites and cultivate his own team by taking scholars. What's more, Chang Gun was also a member of the Central Secretariat and the people of Xiaoyangshan used to be the sons of the Central Secretariat, and had a lot of friendship..."

Speaking of Xiao Yangshan people, the old man's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Although Yuan Zai is dead, some people in Xiao Yangshan's court want to protect him, and the Holy Lord cannot bear to slaughter him, and he just dismissed him. If he is outside and Chang Gun is inside, it will sooner or later be a disaster for us! Therefore, we have to hold the tribute from the Ministry of Rites and the Three Quans of the Ministry of Personnel in our hands!" Linghu Yi became obviously excited when he said this.

Pan Yan also understood, and then he had doubts, "It's not difficult to get off the grade, what kind of name is rare."

"The rhyme of poetry and prose." The old man made the final decision.

Pan Yan heard it and understood. Then he asked the old man, "If Zheng Feng is in the finals, this year's tribute...."

The old man was obviously tired of his son-in-law's stupidity, and his tone became quick, "If it weren't for Zheng's words, the Wei Duke Ce would be even better. Li Feng would not have expected that the poems and essays would be the best. I would like to choose one of them. Do I need to teach you the others?"

Pan Yan hurriedly bent and asked specifically, "The Gao Yue you mentioned..."

This made the old man laugh, "You said that strange man? This is not simple. If his poems are qualified, of course he must be placed on his list. If he fails, it depends on his future fortune."

"Ah!" At five o'clock the next morning, Gao Yue, who had recovered in front of the door, couldn't help but sneeze in the cold spring. Next to him, the defender raised his head and looked at the white clouds in the distance, full of ambitions, "Yi Song, I think I'm going to have high school this time. The previous two games were like gods' help, unless the heavens won't let me win!"

Seeing that the Duke of Wei was so confident, Gao Yue was also very happy. It was rare that our Imperial College could become a Jinshi.

Similarly, Zheng Zhi walked out of the crowd. He looked at Gao Yue, and seemed to be disbelief. "I didn't expect you to pass yesterday's current plan? But I will not lose to anyone today's poetry."

Gao Yue knew that he was with him, and thought that it would be better to have less than one more enemy, so he waved his hand and said, "Have you happy, Mr. Zheng, I definitely can't pass today, just accompany you."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Zhi became even more angry, "Gao Yisong, what do you think of the country's selection of talents? You don't do your best?"

"I..." Just as Gao Yue had nothing to say, the door opened wide.

So the students rushed in.

At this moment, on the street next to the door, sixteen people came slowly with a gorgeously decorated eaves. Then Dugu Liangqi held a delicate food box and stationery, lowered his head and stepped down from the eaves.

"Do you have to get up so early?"

It was the coquettish voice of a middle-aged woman. At the same time, a delicate and plump woman's hand stretched out from behind the curtain of the eaves and pinched Dugu Liangqi's cheek in love.

Dugu Liangqi smiled with some difficulty, then said goodbye and walked towards An to the door.

Soon, there were about 300 scholars left in the southern courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, and many positions were empty. Pan Yan personally stood in the atrium among the corridors and announced to all scholars, "All the talents, you should know that the Tang Dynasty's Ministry of Rites always divided the scriptures and questions, and the poems and essays are all important. Why? Because only the old articles are used to suppress the scriptures and copy the meanings, it is better to show the talents of poetry and essays. Therefore, in this last event, the three hundred scholars can only be considered twenty. It can be said that "the main person in charge of praise and criticism, and only in poetry and essays." You will try the two corridors and write between short scenes, but you are afraid that the essays are difficult to study and study. Therefore, according to the convention, after the sun is dusk, three candles will stop."

It can be said that is:

The three candles are gone and the bell is first moved.

The Nine-Turn Pill has not yet opened.

The waning moon gradually lowers people's disturbances,

I don’t know who is the exiled immortal.

Then Pan Yan turned around and returned to the front hall, and the curtain fell down again.

The title of the poem was hung with a pattern, so that all the students under the second corridor could see it.

This year, I only take fu exams, not poetry exams.

Gao Yue read the title, called "Tongtiantai Fu", and used the eight characters "Hongtai is independent, and I envy the scenery is below" as the rhyme. At the same time, Linghu Yi reminded that the rhymes should not be used in sequence, and it is limited to more than 300 characters.

Seeing this topic and hearing these requests, Gao Yue's smile gradually became stiff in front of the desk, and finally cursed loudly in his heart:

It's over, let's get here. It's good to win three games and two games!

mmmp, I can't write what the eight characters rhymes, what are in sequence or not!

It turns out that the so-called "rhyme" in the fu is to require the eight characters "Hongtai is the only one who is envious of the scenery below" to be placed at the end of the sentence in the fu written by the tutor! Even if the rhyme is not required (that is, the order of the eight characters should not be wrong), this fu article must be based on rhyme, parallel, and in line with the main theme, and boast about the prosperity of my Tang Dynasty. I will go! (1)

No wonder Pan Yan allowed his students to extend the exam, and he could burn three candles from day to night!

But for me, even if I burn thirty candles, even if I drip my wax, I can't write such essays. But at this time, he remembered that there was a book on the atrium rope bed, which seemed to be called "Cheyun", which seemed to be specifically called "Cheyun". But now it's too late, and the preparation time is too insufficient. Let's wait for next year or next year.

After thinking about it, Gao Yue held the pen in his mouth, supported his chin with his hands and looked demented, and waited for the roll to be closed!

The Soldiers wrote a lot in front of him, and it seemed that this topic was quite good to his appetite.

Dugu Liangqi next to him had a pale face, and he was quick-witted when he was helpless. He held his pen, wrote, and painted, and his hands were trembling.

Suddenly Gao Yue heard a sound behind him. It was Zheng Zi who stood up. He was full of confidence. His face was even worse than the dead. His arrogant and noble expression disappeared. He walked out of the east corridor under the public and came to the atrium. Then he bowed to Pan Yan behind the curtain in pain and said,

"If you have something to do in my heart, please do it."

"Oh, but it's okay."

"The word Xian in the eight-character rhyme of Tongtiantai Fu this time is a contradictory name for the former gentleman (dead father). To avoid it, please allow me to withdraw from this exam." Zheng Zhi grabbed his legs tightly, almost pinching and bleeding.
Chapter completed!