After getting the test paper, Tang Ning looked at the questions first.

It is indeed a poem and a poem.

"Frost is very hard and disappointed after training." This is the title of the poem, only such a simple sentence.

The imperial examination has been underway for so many years, and the routine has been summarized thoroughly.

Of course, that was for most candidates. Tang Ning was a little lucky. Fortunately, he had a long talk with Zhong Yi in the evening, otherwise even if he had a cheater, he would have lost his pit in today's exam.

First of all, from the two sentences of the title, we can see that the poems that were chanted by lime this time.

Secondly, this is a seven-character quatrain.

There are four sentences in the seven-character quatrains in the whole poem, each of which has strict metric requirements for rhyme and sticking. Writing it into five-character quatrains and five-character verses is definitely not possible.

If the candidate does not know that this is a seven-character quatrain with only four sentences, written into eight sentences or other forms of seven-character regulated verse, he will basically be out of the way for the next exam and can pack up the bed and prepare to go home.

Of course, from ancient times to the present, there have been too many poems, and the questions of the poem cannot be published casually. Examination syllabus also exists. As long as candidates memorize the thick collection of poems, they will not make such low-level mistakes in the examination room.

Tang Ning really doesn’t remember much about poems about objects and lime.

To be precise, he only remembers one song.

"Thousands of hammers and thousands of chisels out of the deep mountains, and burning them with fire is as easy as it is. You don't have to worry about the broken bones and your body, and you must keep your innocence in the world."

This poem "Lime Song" is very famous and learned it when he was in elementary school. Tang Ning remembers it very clearly. Moreover, this poem was written by Yu Qian. It is not the crosstalk that is located in Qian, but Yu Qian, a hero who saved the country who turned the tide in the Ming Dynasty.

This song "Lime Song" is a true portrayal of his life.

There was no Ming Dynasty in this era, and naturally there was no Yu Qian, so it could be copied.

Tang Ning carefully checked the title and confirmed that there were no omissions before writing this song "Lime Song".

After a while, he ate a few pieces of pastries before he looked at the next question.

The second session was to take two questions, one poem and one lyrics.

The title of the lyrics is simpler, with only three words, "Bodhisattva Man".

Bodhisattva Man was originally a Tang Jiaofang song, and later used as a lyric card, a double tune, composed of five or seven words, forty-four characters, two sentences of rhyme, and one sentence of four Yi rhymes, and the level and tone are transferred...

Compared with poetry, the title of lyrics is simpler and more crude, and all the rules are limited in three words. If any candidate is not familiar with this lyrics, this scientific examination will end here.

Of course, there are many vocabulary cards, and the content of the exam is only selected from dozens of commonly used ones. Almost all candidates will remember the rules of those vocabulary cards.

When it comes to "Bodhisattva Man", the first thing Tang Ning thinks of Wen Tingyun's "Small hills overlap and golden darkness", which is also a poem he likes very much.

"The hills overlap and the gold is clear, and the clouds on the temples are about to overcome the fragrant cheeks and snow. I am lazy to draw my eyebrows and make makeup and wash them slowly.

The front and back mirrors of flowers, the flowers faces are reflected. New embroidered silk robes, pairs of golden partridges.”

This is Wen Tingyun's pinnacle work. His language is refined to the extreme, and he is almost impeccable in terms of language beauty and musical beauty.

Of course, the most important reason is that Wen Tingyun was a poet of the late Tang Dynasty. In this world, the Tang Dynasty had been around for 150 years, and Wen Tingyun was missing...

It seems that there are only a few dozen words in a whole day, but it is not easy.

Not easy for other candidates.

Writing poems and lyrics is not a short answer. It requires inspiration and long-term consideration. It is also common for several months to ponder a poem. Over the years, there have been almost no poems passed down from generation to generation. They were tested through the imperial examination.

Tang Ning answered two questions in less than an hour. It is not allowed to hand in the imperial examination in advance, and it will not be possible until the gong rings in the afternoon.

He waited until the ink marks of the test paper were dried, put them away, and then leaned against the wall to rest.

There is still a lot of time left, enough for him to watch a few episodes of TV series. There are still a few episodes left for "The Great Song Dynasty Execution Officer" I watched a few days ago, and this time I just finished watching...

Anyway, Xiaoru made a lot of pastries this time, and the amount was large and the amount was full...

...

After the gong sounded, Tang Ning handed out the paper immediately.

He was worried that he would be too late to get a lot of people and would be recognized and watched.

After the gong sounded, it was still an hour before the venue was completely cleared. Most of the candidates were still doing their final thoughts, and there were very few people leaving the examination room at this moment.

The two walked past Tang Ning, and one of them asked with some envy: "Brother Chen, you are best at poetry about objects. You should have written a good poem about lime, right?"

The other person looked puzzled: "What's the one who chanted the lime?"

...

Soon, Tang Ning heard a scream from behind. When he turned around, a figure had already fallen straight down, and a servant ran over quickly in the distance...

He shook his head and put it in later generations. This is probably a essay off topic, and the consequences are even more serious, because only exams for essays in this game are equivalent to being out of place...

Zhong Mingli stood at the gate of the Gongyuan, saw him coming, and asked, "How?"

Tang Ning nodded and said, "It's okay..."

Even this poem has a lot to do with the examiner's preferences, but works that can be passed down through the ages in another world will not even fail a state examination.

Zhong Mingli nodded, turned around and left, Tang Ning walked out of the tribute courtyard, Xiaoru and the others had already been waiting outside.

Zhong Yi was not as careful as he was in the first exam, so he stepped forward and asked, "What did you do this exam?"

"A poem about lime, a poem about bodhisattva mantra." On the way back, Tang Ning read out the poem again.

Tang Yaoyao looked at Tang Ning with a strange look: "I'm lazy to draw my eyebrows, and I'm late to make a makeup and wash. I look at the mirrors of the flowers, and the flowers faces are in harmony. I'm embroidered with silk robes... Why do you always like to write women's poems?"

This poem is very straightforward, and Tang Ning knows that Tang Yaoyao, an illiterate person, can understand it.

He glanced at her and asked back, "Who said men can't write such poems? Does the graceful school understand?"

"I don't understand." Tang Yaoyao answered honestly.

It is not scary to have no culture, it is scary to have no culture and be so righteous.

Tang Ning took a deep breath, looked at her, and asked back, "I am not afraid of being broken, I want to keep my innocence in the world... Is this a woman's poem?"

Tang Yaoyao looked at him and said inconsistency: "You just said...innocence?"

Tang Ning took a deep breath, what does it mean to burn bridges across the river, what does it mean to repay kindness and revenge, and what does it mean to be ungrateful? Tang Fairy is a living example.

Zhong Yi looked at the two of them and said helplessly: "Go back quickly, and we have to prepare for the last one..."

...

It was late at night in Lingzhou Gongyuan, and the lobby of the Gongyuan was still brightly lit.

More than a dozen examiners are still reviewing the candidate's test papers overnight.

Compared with the previous paper marking, the expression on their faces was much relaxed. This time, there was not such a huge number of questions and the number of test papers was much smaller. You can enjoy the students' poems and lyrics while drinking tea.

An examiner took a sip of tea, put aside a test paper, and smiled and said, "For such a simple question, someone actually reviewed the wrong question. What a pity. His poem was written pretty well..."

An examiner beside him laughed and said, "I have a copy here just now. The poem is well written, but it is rated as the upper and lower, but the lyrics are wrong, which is a pity..."

Liang Dong had read several test papers, but he did not find any obvious mistakes, but he did not have any works that stunned him.

It was not until he picked up one again that his eyes lit up.

"I am not afraid of being broken, I must keep my innocence in the world..." He couldn't help but stand up and exclaimed: "What a poem, a scholar should be fearless and have such a righteous spirit!"

"If this person is in the court, he will definitely be a straight minister who would rather betray him than betray him. A good man should be like this!"

"I want to see if you can write such a grand lyrics!" He praised this sentence, almost impatiently turning a page, and chanted out loud: "The hills overlap and the golden light is clear, and the clouds on the temples are about to pass the fragrant cheeks and snow. I'm lazy to draw my eyebrows, make makeup and wash them slowly. I look at the mirrors of the flowers, and the flowers faces are reflected. I'm embroidered with silk robes, two pairs... two pairs of golden partridges?"

When he read the last sentence, his tone increased, and the expression on his face changed from passion to a little confused.

He turned the previous page again, and the confusion on his face became deeper.

Even if you are crushed to pieces, you are not afraid and are willing to leave your innocence in the world...

The previous page is still so fearless and upright good man, how could he turn a page and start wearing a silk skirt embroidered with golden partridges, lying lazily on the bed, drawing a moth eyebrows, dressing up a whole set of clothes...

Liang Dong murmured with a confused expression: "How can this be done, how can this be done..."
Chapter completed!