The Young Prime Minister of Tang
40 Child prodigy rises

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As expected.

That morning, a letter from the Lu family of Fanyang was sent to Jingzhou.

Provincial Governor Zheng opened it and saw that it was a letter from a good friend of the Five Families and Seven Sects, asking about the Peasant Genius.

In the letter, he also said that

he was about to come to Jing State to pay a visit to the Seventh Zheng.

Seeing this letter, Provincial Governor Zheng was very depressed. He quickly sealed the letter again, as if he had never received it.

Time flew by.

Another two days later, the Regional Examination finally began.

The venue of the examination was in the hall of the Provincial Governor's Office. The former provincial government yamen was used as an examination venue.

Li Jing and Zheng Yang sat together in the hall.

The two rows below were filled with state officials and eunuchs from the palace. The Golden Guards stood around him, maintaining order.

In the middle of the hall, there was a short desk and a small stool.

The brush and ink were already prepared, and there were even people who specialized in grinding ink.

When the time came, around 8 am, footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Miss Chen held a little fellow's hand and walked into the main hall of the state capital.

The little fellow was very small, less than three feet tall.

However, in this small body, there was an unparalleled talent hidden.

He was here!

The main character of this special regional examination had finally arrived.

Under the guidance of an official, Chen An came to the small book table and sat down, while Miss Chen retreated to the side.

"Boom!"

A loud bang sounded.

At this moment, the doors of the State Capital closed.

"Chen An, this Regional Examination is a special examination. There were two volumes, the Poem and Fu, and the Strategy Paper. They were both topics set by the officials of the imperial court. The exam will last for a total of eight hours. You can rest in the middle. If you're hungry and want to eat something, you can tell me!”

Li Jing, the examiner, smiled and explained the rules of the examination amiably.

"Do you understand?"

Chen An nodded.”

"Good! Minister Bai, hand out the scrolls to the little prodigy!"

"Here!"

The Rank-4 "Chief Historian" official held the test paper and quickly walked to the small desk. He put the test paper down gently and then returned to his seat.

"The exam will begin now!"

Li Jing's voice resounded throughout the hall.

As soon as he finished speaking, an hourglass immediately flipped over. The examination had officially begun.

Chen An lowered his head slightly and glanced at the exam questions.

"Poetry and Fu Volume":

You can write a poem, no matter what the theme is.

Chen An was stunned when he saw the question.

What was going on?

There was no fixed theme or content, so he could just write a random song?

Wasn't this too f * cking simple?

Are the important officials of the imperial court in Chang 'an looking down on me? How dare they give me such a simple poem?

Haha!

Chen An smiled. A contemptuous smile appeared on his young face.

Wasn't the song about sending away beggars?

Baby will give you ten songs directly!

At this moment.

Rays of light shone from Chen An's eyes. They were bright and resplendent.

No one saw or noticed.

Immediately after, the endless light transformed into words and presented a three-dimensional scene in front of Chen An.

It was extremely clear.

"The Top Ten Ancient Chinese Poetry Selection".

Chen An instantly picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing like a swimming dragon.

One,"Quiet Night Thoughts."

[The bright moonlight in front of the bed is like frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at home.】

Second,"Maple Bridge Night Mooring."

[The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is full of frost. Jiang Feng is facing the fishing fire and sleeping with sorrow. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the sound of the bell reached the passenger ship in the middle of the night.】

Third,"Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower."

[The sun is at the end of the mountain, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see thousands of miles away, go up another floor.】

Everyone was staring at the little fellow.

Everyone stared at him, not wanting to miss a single second.

Some of the seated officials seemed to stretch their necks, trying to see the small words on the test paper. The distant Golden Guards even stood on their tiptoes and leaned forward to the limit.

What was Peasant writing?

Was there a lot of questions in the Book of Songs? Why did he keep writing?

Everyone did not understand.

In the hall.

Li Jing and Provincial Governor Zheng were a little stunned.

As the only two examiners who knew the contents of the test, the two of them were extremely puzzled.

Wasn't the "Poem and Rhapsody" just a random poem?

Why is this little guy writing? Is he going to compose a long poem?

Filled with endless curiosity, the two examiners wanted to go over and take a look. However, due to the rules of the examination hall, she could only give up on this impulse.

Chen An was still writing at a fast speed.

Eight,"grass."

[The grass on the plains withers and thrives every year. The wildfire could not burn, but the spring wind blew and it grew again.】

The fourth NINE, undivided, shows the performance of "Climbing High."

[The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are howling, and the white birds fly back. Endless trees fell, and the endless Yangtze River rolled. For thousands of miles I grieve for autumn, often a guest for a hundred years, often sick and alone on the stage. Difficult bitter hate thick frost hair, down and out just stop turbid wine bosom.】

Ten,"Shu Road Difficult."

[Oh my, it's so dangerous! The difficulty of the Shu Road was as difficult as climbing the sky! Silkworm bushes and fish ducks, how can the founding of the country be at a loss! In the past 48,000 years, you have not been able to communicate with the Qin frontier fortress... The Sword Pavilion is towering and towering. One man can block the pass, and ten thousand men cannot open it... The difficulty of Shu Road is as difficult as climbing the blue sky. I look sideways and sigh!】

Done!

With the end of the last "long poem" describing the Shu Road, the "Book of Songs" was completely completed.

One was an official examination question.

The remaining nine songs were considered free.

Wakaka!

Baby is so awesome, Anan is the best in the world.

Chen An put down his brush and turned to look at the chief historian not far away.

"I want to eat Guoguo!"

The young and tender voice rang in the hall, and everyone was stunned.

F * ck!

It had only been half an hour since the start of the examination. Could it be that he was already hungry?

Are you kidding us?

Everyone was very confused.

Especially Li Jing and Provincial Governor Zheng, who were sitting in the hall. The two of them were both confused and curious.

Just now, the little fellow had written for fifteen minutes. What was he writing?

Moreover, he didn't even draft a draft. Wasn't this child afraid of writing a wrong word or using a wrong word?

Unfortunately, no matter how many doubts he had, he could not look at it now.

After all, this was a special Regional Examination.

No one was allowed to look at the exam papers before they handed them in.

"Chief, give it to him!"

"Here!"

Bai Changshi ran to the side and picked out a red fruit from a bamboo basket before handing it to Chen An.

Chen An took the red fruit and began to bite it.

They ate happily.

Li Jing was speechless.

The angel was speechless.

The governor of Zheng was speechless.

The officials were speechless.

Everyone was speechless as they watched the little fellow eat the fruit.

At this moment, no one knew what would happen next. No one knew what was written on the paper.

Those were the Ten Great Ancient Poem in the history of the Huaxia civilization after Zhenguan.

They had crossed the long river of time and arrived ahead of time.

Tremble, poets of the Great Tang.

Poet Saint, Poet Immortal, Poet Kuang, Poet Jie…all of them were here.

Wakaka!

Baby will scare you to death!

(The next chapter is even more exciting. Please collect it.)

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