"Brother Huang's name is really... hard to describe."

Chen Qiqi couldn't help laughing. Such a domineering name put on this weak boy, bringing that strong contrast, making people want to laugh.

The boy didn't care about the other party's teasing, but shook his head and said, "

People who are righteous are often slaughtering dogs, and those who are unfaithful are scholars. Perhaps my father is hoping for me and wants me to have a righteous and chivalrous character."

A look of surprise flashed in Qiqi's eyes. When the boy said in an orderly manner, he knew why he had passed the small test.

Compared to the previous "there was a mountain" and those guys who deliberately show off their literary talent and make up rhetoric, this kid obviously has some real talent and knowledge.

"I'm a few years older than you, so I'll call you brother? There were many scholars who took the exam before, but I think you are the only one who passed the two examiners' assessment. I wonder if you can read your masterpiece?"

Qiqi was a little curious about what kind of poem Huang Tu wrote through a small trial.

She used other people's poems directly, which was not considered her own knowledge, but the young man in front of her had passed this level with his own ability.

Why is Chen Qiqi not curious?

"Brother Qi is a little brother. There are eternal quatrains like "Miscellaneous Poems" in front of me. What are my clumsy sentences? I won't take them out and show them ugly." Huang

Tu waved his hand quickly, and his face turned red on his slightly thin face.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Qiqi did not force her. After all, she felt guilty and dared not study too much.

"I see that Brother Huang is full of knowledge and can pass this small test, I must be very literary. With Brother Huang's ability, it is not difficult to be a teacher in Yunzhongcheng, so how could he end up in such a miserable situation?"

The boy in front of him had a pale face and thin skin, his clothes were covered with patches, and he didn't even have a pair of decent shoes. He was barefoot, his feet were covered with old scars, and almost no place was good.

Even Chen Qiqi felt a little distressed when she saw it, so she became more and more curious.

This young man's ability is not difficult to make a living, so how could he fall to this point?

The old blind man pulled Chen Qiqi's clothes corner. She turned her head in confusion. The old blind man lowered his voice and said, "Girl, look at this young man, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old. The students in the school are as old as him, so how can he be someone else's husband?"

Besides, the private schools invite teachers to be on the provincial examination. Judging from the appearance of this, they must have never participated in the imperial examination and have no fame. Even if they have real talents and knowledge, no one will use him."

The old blind man is worthy of being an old man who travels around the world and has extensive knowledge. In just a few words, Chen Qiqi's doubts are pointed out.

The blind man frowned, looked at the boy's bright and cowardly eyes, and sighed: "And, judging from his desolate appearance, I'm afraid there will be other changes in his family..."

Perhaps seeing the boy's face turned pale and thin skin and his clothes were not covered, the old blind man thought of himself, and his eyes became softer."

The old man... It's true that the plague occurred in the village a year ago. Everyone died. Only I survived after a serious illness. From then on, I left my hometown, and regarded the sky as the quilt, the earth as the bed, and the world as the home."

As Nian said, his face became more and more depressed, and his voice trembled a little.

He raised his head and his face was full of stubbornness, which was a kind of sadness that hated the injustice of heaven.

"It turns out that he is also a poor person..."

After hearing the boy's experience, the blind man couldn't help but feel sad. Before he met Lin Xuan, wasn't he the same?

By pointing himself to others, he naturally knew the grief and sorrow in the young Huang Tu’s heart.

"But this time, if you pass the small test, you will have the chance to become famous. If you can defeat those young talents in the literary competition, you will have a good way out in the future."

Chen Qiqi nodded and said with a kind smile,

"I heard that many big families are willing to fund those good seedlings, study and imperial examinations. This is an investment. If this scholar becomes prosperous in the future, then there will be benefits to these families." Huang

There was also a light flashing in Tu's eyes. He came here because of this reason.

If he made a big splash in the literary competition, his life will be settled in the future."

Chen Yatou, I think this kid does have some real skills, so why don’t we just invest and help him…”

The blind man obviously felt compassionate and asked in a stuttering manner.

Qiqi pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "It depends on what Lin Xuan thinks about this. I don't care, it's just possible..."

Chen Qiqi wanted to speak but stopped, but there was no other reason. She was a disciple of Guixian Island, and she would definitely return to the sect in the end to reduce her contact with ordinary people.

Those who practice immortals go into seclusion can be as short as ten days and half a month, and long as several years. There is even a death sentence, which can last for decades at once.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to fund this young man, but in this fairy world, it’s not Jinling after all.

However, if she only has one word, let alone sponsoring the teenager to study for the imperial examination, it would not be difficult to give him a glory and prosperity...

…

On this side, Chen Qiqi and the blind man were discussing how to help the down-and-out young man Huang Tu.

Xuan was also a little hesitant.

After Lin Xuan finished reciting the sentence "I forced to say sadness to write new poems", he noticed that the county magistrate in front of him suddenly became rapid. Although

However, Lord Tang faced him with his back, but for Lin Xuan, there was no difference.

Lou Ye never expected that in his opinion, this guy who was "unlearning" and "unclear" actually spit out these two wonderful words and sentences.

"The first part describes a young man climbing up to look into the distance, as strong as a mountain, and not knowing what sorrow is."

Concept new and ingenious, easy and shallow. Describe deep sorrow and speak lightly. Combining passion in grace and savor, there is a unique and intriguing emotion that makes people unable to stop..." Tang Dynasty

Lou was full of thoughts, and even thought of the time when he was young, he was so worried that he even lost his hair when he was so young that he even lost his hair in order to write a poem that everyone was happy.

Xuan still admires Xin Qiji, a man of both civil and military affairs. This song "Ugly Nuer" is one of the representative works of this famous general of the Southern Song Dynasty and a poet. Lin Xuan has no doubt that this poem will not pass.

After savoring carefully, the Tang Building, which had been pondering for a long time, slowly turned around.

The expression on his face has been much more relaxed than before.

He was looking at him calmly in his deep eyes, but his tone was a little anxious: "Is there any next film?"

He stared at Lin Xuan tightly and held his breath secretly.

However, he also knew that this was a bit difficult. Lin

It is already amazing that Xuan can make such words in a short period of time.

But this half of the poem is really hard to stop. Even Tanglou wants to know immediately what kind of emotions will be chanted in the next film.

“It works!”

Seeing that Tanglou was so impatient, Lin Xuan knew that what he had speculated was correct.

In the world, the works of those great poets in ancient China have not yet appeared!

Lin Xuan's mouth curled slightly, nodded slowly, and under the surprised gaze of Tanglou, he expressed the second part of the poem: "

Now I have realized the taste of sorrow, and I want to say it but I want to say it but I want to say it but I want to say it but I say it's so cool. "He

The voice was cold and indifferent, and in the words, there was infinite loneliness, as if people saw an old man walking hunched over with a talented person who was not satisfied with his country."

I want to say it but I can stop..."

But I said it was so cool and it was so autumn..."

The county magistrate Tanglou was completely stunned. He murmured and tasted these two sentences gently. After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes became a little wet. The sorrow he read from Lin Xuan's poem made him unable to control himself."

OK, good song "Ugly Nuer", Lin Xuan, okay!"

No matter how big the Tanglou had to think of Lin Xuan, he had to admire the poem he wrote at this time.

A personal talent has no necessary connection with his character.

He seemed to understand why his daughter fell in love with this kid.

"Master." No

After passing by, the call of the maid outside the door broke the atmosphere in the study.

Tanglou let out a long sigh, calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!