"Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers." Wan

The beautiful voice of the oriole and the flying poems made everyone present quiet.

Qiqi's little heart pounded, and she bit her lower lip lightly, not knowing if this method could work.

Because this poem was not written by her at all, but was from one of the poems "Miscellaneous Poems of Yihai" by the Qing Dynasty poet Gong Zizhen, which is a famous line for all time.

Qiqi didn't know whether she could get away with it, but she still chose to take a gamble.

She knew that the Immortal Realm had long been separated from the mortal world, but she didn't know how long there was no communication between the two realms.

So after thinking about it, she did not choose the famous poetic immortals and poets in history, but chose the last dynasty of the Chinese dynasty, the poet of the Qing Dynasty.

The closer the poet is to my age, the less likely the works he has to be exposed!

Qiqi comforted herself in her heart, she clenched her fist tightly, and now she could only trust her own judgment and intuition.

She was betting on this seven-character quatrain from the Qing Dynasty, and no one knew about it in this fairy world.

He widened his eyes and looked around, carefully hoping to see something from everyone's expressions.

Yes, everyone around, including the two civil servants who passed the test, all of them looked surprised, including the down-and-out boy who passed the test.

"Is it... exposed?"

Qiqi whispered in her heart, if this is the case, she would feel a little ashamed.

She was not as thick-skinned as Lin Xuan. It was enough to make things difficult for her to directly pretend to be her own poems by her.

If it is exposed again, she may have to find a crack in the ground to count it in.

Dong. Now

The quiet scene is in sharp contrast with the lively entrance on the side.

The two different worlds of Buddha are stacked together, and there are very lively and the crowds are crowded.

This side was so quiet that it was even close to it. Even the sound of the examiner swallowing saliva could be distinguished.

Pass, plop...

Chen Qiqi could even hear her heartbeat, so rapid and nervous.

I feel like a prisoner waiting for execution in the execution ground now. I don’t know when the knife hanging on my head will fall.

If you die late, you will have to die. Let's take your time!

Chen Qiqi gritted her teeth and decided to break this strange silence."

Two gentlemen?"

Staring at the two examiners, his big eyes showed a look of dying, which scared both of them.

It is not easy to recover from the loss of composure. The two examiners looked at each other and saw incredible and shock from each other's eyes.

Needless to mention other scholars, Chen Qiqi's seven-character quatrain came out, and everyone present had a pale pale face as if they were defeated.

Everyone savored Chen Qiqi's poems carefully, especially the last sentence, and felt that the heavy thoughts contained in them were far beyond their reach.

"Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers... Good poems, good poems! No word in the whole article is difficult to understand. These are words that even a three-year-old child knows. But they can be combined together, but they can be a famous line for eternal purposes!"

The first two lyrical narratives of this poem show a bold and free spirit in infinite emotion. On the one hand, parting is sad, and the past is like smoke; on the other hand, parting is relaxed and happy, escapes from the suffocating cage and can have another effect in the outside world."

I didn’t expect that today I could hear such a good sentence here, and I would not be embarrassed if I was willing to give up on the disadvantages..."

“So, let’s go together.”

…”

Who would have thought that as soon as Chen Qiqi's quatrain came out, most of the poor people queuing behind him suddenly left!

The reason is very simple, because everyone feels that they are not Chen Qiqi's opponent, and they feel ashamed of themselves in front of these seven-character quatrains.

No wonder, the poems Chen Qiqi recited are famous quotes throughout the ages and good words that come from the sand that are washed away by the waves.

Even if literati are inferior to each other and have no first in literature, no one can deny the exquisiteness of this poem.

Since I am destined to lose, I may not be able to pass this small test. I was discouraged and many people simply did not compare.

Will you be bored by yourself?

Although I felt that I could not compare with Chen Qiqi, I was still willing to give it a try. Even if I could not compare with this gentleman, if I could enter the county magistrate's office and compete with other young talents, it would be enough to comfort my whole life."

Haven't asked you what to call me yet?"

Chen Qiqi called out, and the two examiners woke up.

At that time, the two of them became more and more humble in their attitude towards Chen Qiqi.

People say that there are orders of hearing the truth and specialize in skills. Although the handsome young man in front of him is a junior, the two of them feel that they are far from enough in their poetry attainments, so they seem humble.

"You two gentlemen are polite. I have a surname... Qi, and I have a single name."

Chen Qiqi quickly bowed and said politely.

OK, it turns out it is Mr. Qi, please."

After the person made an invitation, Chen Qiqi realized that she had passed by herself.

There was a happier look on her face, and there seemed to be little stars flashing in her big eyes. She looked back excitedly at the old blind man.

Although the blind man did not know how to recite poems and essays, his inner emotions were much richer than those of these scholars.

He also heard the artistic conception in Chen Qiqi's poem, and was stunned for a moment, and stayed there."

Come quickly, someone will come.”

However, the two examiners were not anxious about the next scholar, but instead called the maid to serve him in a pen.

Come on, the county magistrate has already given instructions. If any good sentence appears in this small test, you must submit it.

The two were shocked by Chen Qiqi's seven-character quatrains, so they woke up and quickly wrote them down.

"I would like to ask Mr. Qi to nominate this poem."

People copy quatrains, with neat writing and vigorous and powerful.

Finally, he turned around and asked Chen Qiqi.

Qiqi pondered for a moment and said lightly: "...it's called "Miscellaneous Poems."

"Okay, what a "Miscellaneous Poems", sir is really a person who is not a little bitch!"

The examiner who excerpted had several alternative names in his mind, but asked out of respect for the original author.

I once thought that Chen Qiqi's word "Miscellaneous Poems" was simple and clear, and the names in his heart immediately fell below his name."

Mr. Qi comes in first and wait."

After the official excerpted the "Miscellaneous Poems", he immediately ordered the maid to send it to the county magistrate's study room, and then continued the trial.

"Next."

Me?"

The blind man stood in front of the two, grinned and pointed at himself.

The two of them had already passed by Chen Qiqi's unrepair, and they made a big splash. When they saw the old blind man with vicissitudes and turbulence, they thought that another old man had come, and suddenly they looked forward to it.

Old sir, please write a poem too.”2

People are respectful.

"I, I can't write poetry. I am Chen girl... Master Qi's housekeeper, who came to watch the ceremony with Master Qi."

The old blind man rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Uh..." Two

The examiner pulled the corner of his mouth and looked back at Chen Qiqi.

Chen Qiqi smiled so hard that she couldn't stop and nodded like a garlic: "The two gentlemen misunderstood. This old man is my housekeeper. He is not here to take the exam, but to accompany me to watch the ceremony."

He blinked and smiled and said, "Since I have passed the small test, it is not too much to bring my family to the ceremony, right?"

The two officials nodded with a wry smile: "Young Master Qi was joking. The scholars who participated in the literary battle could have brought three relatives to watch the ceremony."

That's good."

Qiqi nodded, and the old blind man walked into the county magistrate's mansion, stood beside Shen Qiqi, quietly gave her a thumbs up, and whispered: "Girl Chen, you are really capable!"

Chen Qiqi felt a little embarrassed. She was just a Buddha who gave birth to the fairy world by borrowing the flowers of her predecessors.

"Hello, Mr. Qi, Xiaosheng... The young master is called Huang Tu. The young master's "Miscellaneous Poems" are really a quatrain for the ages. Xiaosheng admires it."

The cowardly voice came to Chen Qiqi's ears.

She looked back and found it was the boy who had passed the small test, wearing a patched dress, barefoot."

Huang Tu?" Chen

Qiqi's pupils lit up, looking at the boy in front of her.
Chapter completed!