Another World's Imperial Examination Official Path

"What a coincidence, Hesheng is also interested in this lantern." Chu Hesheng smiled and looked at Chu Zhuang with a haughty expression.

In his eyes, Chu Zhuang was just a clown talking nonsense, and Chu Hesheng didn't take him seriously at all.

Zhang Yuanbin can bear this kind of weakness, but if this person is Chu Zhuang, he will never allow it!

Chu Zhuang nodded, but he didn't pay attention to Chu Hesheng's appearance, and said lightly: "There are ten lanterns in total, and I will only take the first one."

That means, except for the first lantern, it doesn't matter to me which one you like to take.

"Oh! What a big tone!"

Chu Hesheng has been known as a child prodigy since he was a child, and he was praised all the way up. When did he hear such words that did not take him seriously?

Even Zhang Yuanbin, who was as famous as him, dared not say that in front of him.

Chu Zhuang, such an unknown person, dared not to take him seriously. For a while, Chu He was laughed angrily.

"Since the son said so powerfully, let us see the master's masterpiece!"

Chu Hesheng squinted his eyes, apparently unwilling to engage in more verbal disputes with Chu Zhuang, and wanted to wait for Chu Zhuang's poems to be written before slapping him in the face with them.

Li Ming echoed from the side: "That's right, I'm really curious about your master's masterpiece."

Chu Zhuang raised his eyebrows, looked at everyone and reminded him kindly: "You can take out the poems now, otherwise you may not be able to take them out later."

"Haha! This young master should not delay everyone's time, and come up with his poems early." Chu Hesheng said mockingly.

In his opinion, Chu Zhuang's poems are nothing more than rough tiles, but his poems are precious jade. Of course, the brick of Chu Zhuang must be thrown out before he can give his uncut jade to the world. Lead out!

"I have already reminded you."

Chu Zhuang was noncommittal about this, and came to the desk beside him, picked up a pen, pondered for a moment, and then began to write on the white paper.

Yunmengxi stayed by Chu Zhuang's side and cared for him to research ink.

Today is Qixi Festival, and I participated in the Qixi Festival's poetry meeting, so the poems must be related to Qixi Festival.

Chu Zhuang didn't know many poems about Qixi Festival, but one of them was passed down through the ages and became a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

It is - Magpie Bridge Immortal.

Seeing Chu Zhuang's three words on the paper, the expressions of the crowd on the sidelines changed drastically.

Chu Hesheng frowned, walked a few steps closer, and took a look with his head. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he still didn't say anything after all.

The three characters of Magpie Bridge Immortal are only the name of the Cipai, and the crowd will not be convinced by Chu Zhuang just because of these three characters.

They were so surprised entirely because Chu Zhuang's font was different from the ones they were familiar with, but a brand new one!

The font used by Chu Zhuang is thin gold body, the brushwork is agile and quick, the handwriting is thin and vigorous, graceful and graceful, and the style is quite unique.

Although this is a brand new font, they can still tell whether the font is good or bad.

Seeing the faces of the people around Chuzhuang, Yan Zhizhang was aroused curiosity, he thought for a while and walked over.

"Brother Yuan Bin, let's go over to see the excitement!" Seeing this, Zhi Yan Le quickly pulled Zhang Yuan Bin to follow behind Yan Zhizhang.

When the magistrate came over, the surrounding people consciously moved out of the way. Yan Zhizhang came to Chu Zhuang's side, looked at it, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes. He was attracted by what Chu Zhuang wrote just as he was about to praise him. up.

"Slender clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away from darkness."

Focusing on her toes, Yan Le saw the poem written by Chu Zhuang through Yan Zhizhang's shoulder, and read it aloud.

Just the opening sentence attracted everyone's attention, and for a while, the painting boat became quiet.

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world..."

Chu Zhuang wrote without haste, and was not distracted by Yan Le's voice.

"Tenderness is like water, good times are like a dream, and I bear to return to the crane bridge."

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be recruited day and night?"

Yun Mengxi's gaze stayed on the last sentence written by Chu Zhuang, and he murmured out, "If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."

The two had a tacit understanding, looked at each other, and smiled sweetly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still at the poetry meeting at this time, the gods of Chuzhuang would have wanted to give Yunmengxi a good hug.

After Yan Le finished reading the whole poem, he could vaguely sense that it was a good poem, but he didn't quite understand how good it was. He carefully pulled Zhang Yuanbin's sleeve and asked, "Brother Yuanbin, what's wrong with you?" How about the first word?"

Zhang Yuanbin's eyes were a little obsessed. Hearing the words, he came back to his senses slightly, looked at Yan Le, and said with a wry smile: "If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night... Just relying on one sentence, this poem can be justified." Enough to be passed down through the ages.”

Yan Le's eyes widened, and he said in astonishment: "Liu, passed down through the ages? Isn't this too exaggerated?!"

Although he knew that the poem seemed to be pretty good, he didn't expect the other party to be so divorced!

Zhang Yuanbin shook his head slightly. It is not an exaggeration at all. Once this word comes out, no one will dare to write Qixi poetry again for at least ten years.

Because all Qixi poems will be covered by the light of this poem.

Zhang Yuanbin could understand the power of this poem, so naturally Chu Hesheng could understand it too. He swallowed his saliva and looked at Chu Zhuang with fear in his eyes.

At this time, he has completely put away his contempt for Chu Zhuang, replaced by fear and shock.

No wonder Chu Zhuang asked them to come up with the poem earlier, because Chu Zhuang knew from the beginning that once he came up with this poem, this year's Qixi Festival would only have his poem.

Li Ming backed away quietly when he was writing in Chuzhuang. He originally wanted to step on Chuzhuang Yangming, but who knew that the other side was a Mount Everest. Let alone stepping on it, he couldn't even see the top of the other side.

"Hey, Li Ming, where are you going?" Yan Le noticed Li Ming's movements, pointed at him and shouted angrily.

"I, I didn't leave!" Li Ming was directly commented on, showing an embarrassed look for a while.

"Aren't you going to compete? Where's your poem?!" Yan Le sneered.

Want to go, but not so easy!

"This, this, I haven't thought about my poems yet. After I finally think about it, let me think about it for a while."

Li Ming smiled sarcastically, he was not stupid, he knew that there was no benefit in staying, so before everyone came back to their senses, he slipped away with oil on his feet.

Just as Yan Le wanted to chase after him, Zhang Yuanbin grabbed his hand and failed to leave.

"Don't make trouble, the teacher is still here." Zhang Yuanbin shook his head slightly and reminded.

"Humph!"

Yan Le snorted sullenly, turned her eyes, and focused on Chu Hesheng.

One ran away, so there was another one!

"Young master Chu, didn't you say that you also have poems for everyone to appreciate, show them to us!" Yan Le said with a smile on Chu He's raw skin.

Chu Hesheng looked embarrassed. With such a dazzling poem in front of him, how could he dare to publish his works, especially works of the same type.

"This song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" is excellent both in terms of posthumous words and conception, and I am ashamed that I can't match it..." Chu Hesheng admitted defeat in embarrassment

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There is no way not to admit defeat, the opponent is too strong, he is not the opponent at all.

Yan Le still wanted to be relentless, but was interrupted by Yan Zhizhang.

"May I ask this young master's name?" Yan Zhizhang looked at Chu Zhuang and asked.

Because of this poem, even though Chu Zhuang is a junior, he still treats each other with respect.

Everyone also looked at him excitedly, expecting his name.

"Your magistrate is very polite. My surname is Chu, with only one Zhuang character." Chu Zhuang arched his hands and said.

"Chuzhuang..."

This name has been imprinted in everyone's ears, and it will not take long before this name will be as famous as this poem, famous in Anbei Prefecture, and even the entire Dayue Dynasty.

"My lord is a great talent, who do you learn from?" Yan Zhizhang looked at Chu Zhuang and asked with a heart of love for talent.

"The boy is from a small county below Jiqing Mansion, and he worshiped Yao Pingzhi, magistrate of Ming County, as his teacher." Chu Zhuang responded.

"It's him……"

Yan Zhizhang was slightly taken aback, obviously he also knew Yao Pingzhi's name.

"Does the magistrate know the teacher?" Chu Zhuang looked at Yan Zhizhang and asked in surprise.

"We used to be classmates." Yan Zhizhang simply explained, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

In terms of talent and learning, he is not as good as Yao Pingzhi, and in terms of students' talent and learning, Zhang Yuanbin is not as good as Chu Zhuang.

What everyone is most afraid of is comparison. It is better not to compare, and to be shocked by a comparison.

Seeing the change in everyone's attitude towards Chu Zhuang, Yun Mengxi snorted softly, telling them to look down on Chu Zhuang. Aren't they subdued by his blue shirt now? !

Chu Zhuang and Yunmengxi didn't stay on the boat for long, bid farewell to Yan Zhizhang's invitation, and they left the boat as if fleeing with lanterns.

It's not that Chu Zhuang doesn't want to stay up there, it's just that there's no way to stay longer.

Because of that poem, all the scholars on Huafang wanted to get acquainted with Chu Zhuang, and everyone wanted to communicate with Chu Zhuang more, even if they said a word more.

However, they only stayed in Anbei Mansion for one day, how could they have time to meet these scholars?

It's just that if you reject all of them, it doesn't seem too good, so the only way is 36 tricks, which is the best policy!Of course, the main reason was that Chu Zhuang wanted to spend Valentine's Day alone with Yunmengxi. With such a large group of people, it was not convenient to sign a hand.

"Huh! Everyone is so enthusiastic!" Yunmengxi turned her head and glanced at Huafang, holding her chest and letting out a sigh of relief.

Chu Zhuang smiled and said, "Do you like the lantern?"

Chu Zhuang didn't care much about other people, what he cared about most was Yunmengxi's feelings.

"I like it, I like it so much!" Yunmengxi immediately agreed to stay, and he happily touched the lantern in his arms. It was a gift from Chu Zhuang for Qixi Festival!

This lotus lantern can also be regarded as a token of love between the two of them.