Bachelor

Chapter 358 Just like the water from the Yellow River coming up from the sky ([-])
Let’s say that Zhao Jian, Sun Yingkui and the others had just walked in front of Sun Dan’s examination room when they saw many examiners standing in the aisle in front of them, all with excited faces. Poetry, for fear of missing a word.

The examination room has its own records, and dare not speak, otherwise, seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the examiners in front of them, I am afraid they would have screamed out.

Seeing so many people gathered here, Zhao Shangshu felt a little unhappy and coughed slightly.

All the examiners suddenly turned their heads, cupped their hands hurriedly at the same time, and whispered: "I have seen Mr. Zhao." They were also upset in their hearts. Zhao Shangshu came suddenly, and they might not be able to continue watching.

But Sun Dan's poems are really exquisite, and it would be a pity to miss them.

Therefore, although there was some fear in their hearts, no one moved away.

Fortunately, Zhao Shangshu didn't seem to show any signs of driving everyone away, so he ran to Sun Dan's examination room in two steps instead of three, and looked into it with enough eyesight.

This made all the examiners and fellow examiners breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Jian had never met Sun Dan before. He didn't know what he looked like and what kind of temperament he was. He hadn't even read a few of his writings.He is of high authority, respects his status, and is a moral gentleman. He does not read anything except the words of saints.Therefore, I have only read a few stereotyped articles written by Sun Dan before, and I don't think there is anything surprising about them.However, it is widely rumored in the world that Sun Dan is an incomparable gifted scholar, and he is another wonder in the literary world of the Ming Dynasty after Bachelor Xie.

Mr. Zhao has always been unimpressed with the so-called celebrities and talents. In his opinion, these people are rebellious people seeking fame and fame, and they are not the talents that the country needs.

So, even though I was moved by Sun Dan's poems just now, and I liked Sun Jingyuan's words very much, and I was eager to come over to see what happened, but in my heart, only Sun Dan still had prejudices.

At this moment, Zhao Jian looked up and saw a Confucian scholar in green clothes standing in the room, with a tall body and a calm face.Although he looks ordinary, he has a calm and calm demeanor.

When Zhao Jian saw it, he liked it a little.Although the country has requirements for the appearance of officials, he prefers people with ordinary facial features and simple appearance. Although the Sun Dan in front of him is ordinary in appearance, he has an imposing manner.

He picked up a pen and wrote on the wall unhurriedly, because the characters were small and Mr. Zhao was too old to read clearly.

Somehow, after listening to Sun Dan's two words just now, Zhao Jian suddenly had an inexplicable expectation for Sun Dan's works.Seeing that there was no way to read the handwriting on the wall clearly, I was already anxious.He tried to widen his eyes, and stretched out his long neck.

Probably seeing Zhao Shangshu's embarrassment, Sun Yingkui read in a low voice: "Independence is cold in autumn, the Xiangjiang River goes north, at the head of Juzizhou. Look at the mountains all red, and the forests are all dyed; the river is full of green, and hundreds of boats compete for the flow."

This is the sentence that the official surnamed Mu just said.Although the writing is ordinary, it is extremely concise, vividly describing the scenery of the Xiangjiang River in the middle of winter.

Then, Sun Yingkui continued to read: "The eagle hits the sky, the fish flies in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom. Feeling lonely, ask the vast land, who is in charge of the ups and downs? Bring a hundred couples to swim, and recall the turbulent years of the past."

This is the last line of this poem, and a wild, simple and majestic style has already appeared on the paper.

Everyone saw the extraordinaryness in it, and there was silence for a while.

Only Zhao Shangshu murmured: "Ask the vast land, who is in charge of ups and downs, who is in charge of ups and downs..."

Then came Xiaque, Sun Dan wrote a sentence, and Sun Yingkui read a sentence in a low voice. After reading, Sun Yingkui's voice trembled, his chest heaved uncontrollably, and he almost couldn't say it all:
"
Just a young boy, Fenghua Zhengmao; book business gas, swaying Fang.
Pointing the country, enthusiastic writing, the dung soil was ten thousand households back then.
Have you ever remembered that when the current hits the water, the waves hold back the flying boat! "

Quiet, unusually quiet.

More than a dozen examiners stood in front of Sun Dan's examination dormitory for a long time in despair. After a while, everyone, regardless of the rules of the examination room, admired in low voices.

There was an official surnamed Mu who rubbed his palms and sighed: "Classmate Qia is young and in full bloom; he is full of scholarly spirit, scholarly spirit. When my generation was studying, who did not take the world as their own responsibility. Determined to serve as a famous king, to secure the world It's a pity that the officialdom has been ups and downs for more than ten years. I am used to seeing political disputes, and my eager heart has already become cold. Sad husband, sad husband!"

Recalling the cold years back then, all the examiners sighed.

"Otherwise, although this sentence is good, it is not as good as the following 'Zeng Ji, when the current hits the water, the waves restrain the flying boat'." Zhao Shangshu suddenly laughed softly, and looked around everyone: "Zeng Ji, do you remember what was established in the past?" Great wish. You are young and young, and it is time to contribute to the country. Why do you hurt the spring and the autumn, and the gentleman will not do it. Encourage it, encourage it!"

After Sun Dan wrote this poem, he looked at the sky. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was not much time before the first round of papers was handed in.

He was very satisfied in his heart, it seemed that this method was good, and it was easy to pass the extra time.

He was already aware of being watched by so many people outside, but he pretended to be nonchalant.

At this moment, it was time to hand in the papers, and he didn't have any extra time to say more. Let's talk about other poems after the next paper is handed in.

Judging from the appearance of the group of people outside, it is estimated that they are the examiners of this subject.

Sun Dan put down his pen and cupped his hands outside.

If Sun Dan really won the Jinshi, in terms of seniority, he should be a protégé of the examiners.

In other words, Zhao Shangshu should be his grandson's tutor.

Seeing Sun Dan salute, all the examiners were bewildered by Sun Dan's words, and they were already so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and at the same time they bowed deeply to the examination room.After returning to the ceremony, everyone knew that it was inappropriate. Is there any reason for the examiner to pay homage to the students instead?
On the contrary, Zhao Shangshu was still stable, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart: such a beautiful sentence, such a beautiful woman, is actually my disciple of Zhao Jian, God treats me really kindly, and I am honored and honored!

Now the more he looks at Sun Dan, the more pleasing to his eyes, he smiled and stretched out his hand to help him, turned around and left without saying anything.

The examiners then dispersed.

The wind picked up, blowing loudly in the examination room, and no one spoke.

After entering the hall, Sun Yingkui suddenly walked up to the desk, raised his finger knife and beat the time vigorously on the washing table, singing:
"Qia's classmate is a young man, in his prime of life; he is full of scholarly spirit, scolding Fang Qiu.
Pointing the country, enthusiastic writing, the dung soil was ten thousand households back then.
Have you ever remembered that when the current hits the water, the waves hold back the flying boat! "

The strange thing is that although Sun Yingkui's voice is ugly, but when he sings it, it is not exciting, and with the sound of the wind outside, it is like a huge wave rushing towards people, almost wanting to be overwhelmed.

"Flop!" With a sound, the water was broken.

Just like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, the rushing water for washing pens flows all over the table.

Everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception of this word, unable to wake up for a long time.Sun Yingkui's face was full of tears.

The spring breeze outside is louder.

After a long time, Zhao Shangshu said: "The first round is over, close the paper."

(End of this chapter)