Chapter 262: Chapter 262 Two Poems

Chapter 262: Chapter 262 Two Poems"Guess the topic?"

Xu Erlang asked in confusion, but he was very smart and immediately understood what Xu Qi'an meant.

After slowly pouring a cup of hot water for his elder brother and putting on a coat, Xu Xinnian sat on a chair and said, "No need, several great scholars in the academy have already predicted the topic for us."

After the establishment of the Imperial College, the students' thoughts were imprisoned in the Four Books and Five Classics, and they no longer had the spirit of their predecessors. The lack of poetry in the imperial court was one of the sequelae.

But there is also an advantage, that is, it is easier to predict the topic.

The so-called predicting the topic is actually the same operation as Xu Qi'an's teacher in his previous life knocking on the blackboard to highlight the key points. Due to the limited scope and answering method, the imperial examination paper can be "predicted" to a certain extent.

In addition to predicting the topic, there is also a tricky operation - buying the topic.

And the operation that is even more tricky than buying the topic is "predetermined".

The so-called predetermined means that even if this kind of people write nonsense, they can pass the test smoothly and become tribute scholars.

The specific operation is to bribe the examiner and discuss in advance how to "code", such as "*" at the end of the first line, "" at the end of the second line, and "666" at the fourth, fifth and sixth lines.

The examiner knew it was his own man at a glance.

Blurring the name and copying cannot prevent such cheating methods.

Xu Qian'an heard these tricks from Wei Yuan, and sighed after listening that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.

Unfortunately, the act of bribing the examiner was not taken into consideration. Xu Xinnian was a student of Yunlu Academy, which destined him to have no chance of winning the first, second and third place, and even the first place.

Before meeting Zhong Li, Xu Qian'an only thought about how to help Erlang make cheat sheets and hide them from the invigilator. After racking his brains, he thought of a way, that is, to copy the article on Ding Ding.

The inspiration for this method comes from the sand sculpture netizens in the previous life. I remember someone boasted about himself online, saying that women saw a "" engraved on him and suspected that it was the name of his ex-girlfriend.

After the qi sank into the Dantian and the pillar supported the sky, it turned out to be "*******, *******".

Although it was an unreliable boast, Xu Qian'an felt very involved......These are not important, the important thing is that the above operations can be done by Erlang.

He only needs to say one sentence with his cultivation level: My Diao Chan... and then he can write a 500-word essay on it.

The examiner will never find it.

However, with Erlang's arrogance, he would never do this.......Xu Qian'an nodded slowly, "What about poetry?"

Xu Xinnian frowned and replied: "Poetry is not considered, I am not good at poetry."

His preparation focuses on policy questions and classics, of course, other students are the same. Poetry is something that can only be said to be up to fate.

"It's better to be prepared. Brother, come here just to guess poetry." Xu Qian'an said.

"Then how do you plan to guess it, brother?"

"Draw lots." Xu Qian'an smiled mysteriously.

.....

"Mom, I want to eat oranges."

From the connected inner room, the little boy came out in loose clothes.

"What oranges are you going to eat tonight? Do you still want your teeth? The oranges are in the hall, go out and get them yourself." Auntie was worried about her son's future. Sёarch* The Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Little boy went out without saying a word. She ate oranges in the corridor outside and went back to her room to take a nap contentedly.

Second uncle and auntie continued to discuss Xu Erlang's future. As they talked, auntie regretted why she sent Xu Xinnian to Yunlu Academy.

Erlang has been a genius since he was a child and has a good memory. When Yunlu Academy was recruiting students, Second Uncle Xu took his son to Qingyun Mountain for the exam, and he passed the exam in one try.

"It would have been great if he had been sent to the Imperial College." Auntie said in annoyance.

"Women's opinions, Yunlu Academy is the orthodox Confucianism." Second Uncle Xu snorted.

Xu Xinnian cut a piece of rice paper into a dozen small squares, wrote themes such as "flowers, birds, fish and insects" on them, and then scribbled them casually.

"Brother, come on."

Xu Xinnian thought that his brother was fooling around, but seeing that he was so enthusiastic, it was hard to refuse. He just wanted to get rid of the annoying brother so that he

could sleep.

He also wanted to see if his brother could write poems on the spot, so that he could also enjoy

the sight.

Xu Qianan closed his eyes and grabbed them casually.

"Two?"

Xu Xinnian found that his brother grabbed two slips of paper.

"Two is two, and the extra one is a backup."

Xu Qianan said, unfolding the slips, which were "Yongzhi" and "Patriotism".

Xu Xinnian looked at his brother with some expectation.

"Emememememe....I'll think about it and give it to you tomorrow." Xu Qianan scratched his

head.

After bidding farewell to Xu Xinnian and returning to his room, Xu Qian'an lit a candle, sat at the table, looked up at the beam, and said:

"Aren't you a prophet? Can't you directly predict the questions of the Spring Examination?"

A woman with disheveled hair lying on the beam, wearing a simple linen robe, replied: "A prophet must know how to keep secrets. I am not a person with great luck. Once the questions of the Spring Examination are leaked, I may die tomorrow."

"I will protect you. Didn't the supervisor say that I am a person with great luck?" Xu Qian'an

encouraged.

"Since you are a person with great luck, the questions you draw must be the questions of the Spring Examination." Zhong Li said lightly: "Why should I take risks?"

Makes sense... Xu Qian'an asked again: "Then why don't you let me guess the questions and

the meaning of the classics?"

"The simpler, the easier it is to guess correctly." Zhong Li said.

Xu Qian'an didn't say anything else, thinking about the poems he had learned in junior high and high school. Even after so many years, some poems are still clearly imprinted in his mind.

Of course, he couldn't remember classical Chinese and longer poems, or he couldn't remember them all. For example, Li Bai's "The Toast", he only remembered a few words "The Yellow River water comes from the sky".

But he probably won't forget poems like "Spring Dawn" until he dies.

"The most famous poem about aspirations should be Cao Cao's "The Turtle Lives Long", but considering Emperor Yuan Jing's desire for immortality, writing this poem might make him hate it.

"There are quite a few patriotic poems, but the patriotic poems I remember were all born when the country was destroyed and the family was ruined. What iron horses and ice rivers came into my dreams, what the country was destroyed but the mountains and rivers are still there, what the merchant woman does not know the hatred of the lost country... It's difficult

to deal with. "

In the second half of the night, Xu Qi'an was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a muffled "thump" sound, followed by the groaning of a certain unlucky woman.

He woke up suddenly and subconsciously hid the sword beside the bed.

"Sorry, I fell down..." Zhong Li said while enduring the pain. You can fall down like this? You are a fifth-grade warlock after all... Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched and he exhaled a long breath of turbid air: "It's okay, is this also part of bad luck?" "This is still good. If I wasn't by your side, I would probably break my leg directly."

The fifth disciple of the supervisor said the sad words in a flat tone: "It's okay, I'm used to it

anyway."

After that, she silently got up and walked to the door: "I'll meditate outside and not disturb

your sleep."

"...." Xu Qi'an watched her leave and closed the door.

He turned over and continued to sleep, but the door opened again and Zhong Li came back.

"Huh?"

Xu Qi'an hummed, expressing his confusion and dissatisfaction.

Zhong Li whispered: "I don't know who was so wicked that he left the orange peel in the

corridor. I accidentally stepped on it and fell, and my head was broken. I think it's safer in the

house." Orange peel can also be slippery? So miserable... Xu Qi'an was immediately full of sympathy.

The next day, it was still dark.

The lights in the Xu Mansion were on. Auntie stared at the two dark circles under her eyes and personally helped Xu Erlang pack up the examination items such as pens, inkstones, and cakes, steamed buns, dried meat, and water to eat in the examination room.

"Mom, there is no need to bring so much food. The exam is only one day, and we will come

out at dusk. "Xu Xinnian saw his mother stuffing food into his mouth and hurriedly stopped

her.

There were three examinations, one for one day, and three days between each, for a total of nine days.

After preparation, Xu Pingzhi took his wife, daughter and nephew to send Xu Xinnian to the Imperial Examination Hall.

Xu Qian'an and Xu Pingzhi carried lanterns, one in front and one behind. Soon, the family arrived at the Imperial Examination Hall. Outside the Imperial Examination Hall were many students taking the exam. Dozens of soldiers on both sides of the street maintained order and

held torches high.

"Erlang, this is a poem written by my eldest brother. Burn it after reading it. "Xu Qian'an handed over the two slips of paper.

Xu Xinnian took it calmly, unfolded it calmly, and read it for a long time, but he almost didn't understand it...... The handwriting of the elder brother, especially the boy, is unique.

Good poem!

But Xu Xinnian still admired it in his heart.

If he could really guess the topic, he might shine.

After Xu Xinnian wrote it down, he tore up the slips of paper and was about to say goodbye to

his family when he suddenly heard someone chanting Buddhist mantras not far away.

Looking back, it was a burly bald man with his hands clasped together, showing him a

secretive smile.

Do I know him... Xu Xinnian had a flash of doubt in his mind, but he smiled back politely.

The bald man nodded slightly and turned to leave.

.......

Watching Erlang queue up to enter the tribute courtyard, Aunt and Lingyue suggested going

back to the mansion to catch up on sleep, and Xu Lingyin suggested going to Guiyue Tower for

breakfast.

Xu Lingyin's proposal was ignored by everyone.

Xu Qi'an was worried about Zhong Li in the mansion, and was afraid that if he returned late,

she would have passed away.

When he returned to the mansion, the east was slightly bright.

Xu Qi'an pushed open the door and saw Zhong Li sitting cross-legged on the ground, with her

hair disheveled and her facial features unclear.

Why does this woman always have her hair disheveled? I don't know what she looks like... The

disciples of the supervisor all feel weird, but the foodie girl is the most normal... Xu Qi'an cleared his throat and said:

"You don't have to hide it. I can introduce you to my family."

"This will bring bad luck to your family. There will be no big troubles, but small troubles will

continue." Zhong Li said: "Bad luck always affects the people around you, and they can avoid

it if they don't know my existence."

Forget it.

It was still a long way from the hour of Mao, and Xu Qi'an was about to take a breath for a

while, but suddenly he felt a palpitation. This was someone in the Earth Book chat group.

"Can you turn around? "Xu Qiyan asked.

"Okay." Zhong Li turned around obediently and meditated with her back to him.

It's inconvenient to have one more person...Xu Qiyan then took out the fragment of the Earth

Book and passed the book with the candlelight.

[Two: I plan to go to the capital. ]

The first person to respond to Li Miaozhen was the rarely seen Taoist Jinlian: [Nine: Is the

bandit suppression over?]

The bandit suppression is over? Then Chun Ge and the others should be back... Xu Qian'an was

delighted. [Two: Yes, Taoist, No. 1, you haven't given me the information about the younger generation

of disciples of the Ren Sect. ]

She had exchanged the information about the Yunzhou case with No. 1 in order to get the best

of the disciples of this generation of the Ren Sect from No. 1, but No. 1 was inexplicably silent for a long time.

To this day, he still hasn't fulfilled his promise.

A few minutes later, No. 1's letter came over, with long paragraphs: [The disciples of this generation of the Ren Sect are not strong in cultivation, and the highest "Jingchen" is only the seventh level, but there is one person, I don't know if he is considered the younger

generation. ]

[Two: What kind of person is he, and how is his cultivation. ]

[One: This person was born into a scholar family. He was the top scholar in the 27th year of

Yuan Jing. In the 29th year of Yuan Jing, he suddenly resigned from his official position and became a commoner. He and Luo Yuheng's senior brother Lingyun Taoist priest were both

teachers and friends. Lingyun Taoist priest taught him the swordsmanship and heart sutra of the Renzong sect.

[This person is extremely talented. After abandoning literature and practicing swordsmanship for three years, he entered the realm of swordsmanship. Later, he challenged

Jinluo Chen Kaitai. After a miserable defeat, he went on a journey and was praised by Wei Yuan

as the best swordsman in the capital.

[He and Lingyun Taoist priest were not master and apprentice in name, but they were master and apprentice in reality. I wonder if he is considered a disciple of the Renzong sect.] Born into a scholar family, abandoned literature and practiced swordsmanship. He was the best swordsman in the capital. He was a master and apprentice with the Renzong Taoist

priest... What's the matter with this strong sense of déjà vu? Xu Qian'an was stunned. After

pondering, he thought of a person, but felt it was too absurd.

At this time... [Four: Oh, I've returned to Beijing.]

"It's him, Taoist Jinlian is going to stir up trouble. He knows that the two sects of heaven and

man are incompatible, but he wants to drag them into the fragments of the earth book together." Xu Qiyan muttered in his heart.

Interesting, No. 4 and No. 2 are coming to Beijing to fight... Wait, if only Li Miaozhen comes to

Beijing, I am confident that I can still deal with it, after all, resurrection from the dead can be explained by the rebirth pill.

Moreover, Li Miaozhen and I have both experienced social death, so we won't be too

entangled with each other.

If No. 4 also comes to Beijing...

Xu Qiyan's face changed.

At this time, No. 5 also popped up: [What a coincidence, I will also leave Nanjiang to travel to

Beijing tomorrow. When I arrive in Beijing, let's drink together. ]

Xu Qiyan: "???"

What's going on, why is No. 5 also coming to Beijing? With No. 5's IQ, No. 4 and No. 2 must be

worried about her being alone, and it will be inevitable to have an offline meeting at that

time.

And I am also in the capital, and Li Miaozhen knows my true identity...

No, I must let Erlang take the blame for this.

[One: What did No. 5 come to the capital for?]

[Five: Traveling.]

Li Miaozhen suppressed her surprise and joined the topic: [Two: No. 5, remember not to

reveal your identity as a Gu tribe member. The people of Dafeng hate the Gu tribe. The world

is dangerous. Even if you are deceived, if the government knows your identity as a Gu tribe

member, they will most likely ignore it.

[In the eyes of many low-class people in the world, it is natural to take any measures against

the Gu tribe members. ]

In the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the Southern Xinjiang Barbarians and the Northern Barbarians

formed an alliance and were in the opposing camp with Dafeng. In addition, in recent years,

the Southern Xinjiang Barbarians have often harassed the border of Dafeng in order to regain lost territory.

The two sides have been grudges for a long time.

And the Gu tribe in Southern Xinjiang is also within the scope of the "Southern Xinjiang

Barbarians".

Lina thought about it and felt that she was not afraid of poison or force, so there was nothing

to be afraid of. But since No. 2 was so enthusiastic to remind her, she sent a letter to thank

him:

[Okay, I will pay attention. ]

Then, Li Miaozhen said: [No. 4, although we are all members of the Tiandihui, the grudges of

the sect must be put first. When we meet, I will not show mercy. ]

[Four: Life and death are your own responsibility.]

This.....We are all group members, there is no need to do this. Xu Qian'an said with a heart.

After the group chat ended, Xu Qian'an took back the fragments of the Earth Book, looked up,

and glanced at Zhong Li who had his back to him.

Is this woman the bad luck that brought me......I'd better find the Supervisor to return the

goods...