"What are you arguing about? Move aside!"
The bailiff waved the podao at his waist, and the crowd instantly fell silent.
"Little Lord, this way!"
The bailiff chuckled as he led the child out of the crowd and out of the city…
Seeing this scene, a servant quietly turned around and rushed to the south of the city.
At the Zhang family's residence.
"Reporting: Old Master, the examination hall has opened. The child who disguised himself as your disciple has come out.”The servant reported loudly.
Zhang Chuannan immediately stopped writing.
He was originally writing a letter to a good friend in the Jingzhou government, hoping that his good friend could put in a good word for him in the "Imperial Examination Disrupting Case" and beg for mercy.
"The Examination Hall is open? Quick, prepare the carriage. I want to see the magistrate."
The butler immediately went to prepare the car.
However…
When the carriage arrived at the examination hall, the door was already closed.
Zhang Chuannan was furious.
"I didn't write a recommendation letter. I didn't disturb the imperial examination. I really didn't!”
Zhang Chuannan wailed at the entrance of the examination hall again, attracting a lot of discussion.
Unfortunately, no matter how much he shouted, the door of the examination hall could not be opened.
At this moment.
In the examination hall.
The county magistrate, county magistrate, scribe, and other officials were all crowded in the hall.
Everyone wanted to see the " little boy's " test paper, everyone wanted to see his handwriting, his essay…
The table in the lobby was surrounded by a circle.
"I'll take a look first?"
The county magistrate looked around and said softly.
Everyone hurriedly nodded.
With a satisfied smile, the county magistrate picked up the child's first exam paper and looked at it.
As expected, it was the poem "Hoeing Millet at Noon".
In just 20 words, he described the hardships of farmers growing grain and advised the world to "cherish food"…
"It's true. Once this poem is written, who in the world can compete with it? I can guarantee that after today, this poem will be passed down to the Central Plains and even be remembered for centuries.”
"I didn't think that such a talented youth would appear in the Jiangling region. Congratulations!"
The county magistrate said excitedly.
"The county magistrate is right. Once this poem is written, it will definitely be famous for thousands of years. Thousands of years later, the world will not remember us, but this poem will be remembered for thousands of generations.”
"Yes! This song is amazing, let alone us, even the great scholars of Imperial College can't do it!”
"Ha! Imperial College, just that group of people?"
Everyone chimed in.
At this moment.
"Wait!"
Somehow, the county magistrate seemed to have noticed something and hurriedly shouted,""Magistrate, look at my handwriting!”
What? Reading?
What happened to Little Baby's handwriting? Isn't it very beautiful and neat?
To be honest, I am almost forty years old. In terms of calligraphy, I may not be as good as this magical child.
Looking at the handwriting, it was really beautiful and magnificent.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that a seven-year-old child could write this.
"No, I can't! Magistrate, I mean, look at my handwriting! Don't you feel a sense of familiarity?”
The county magistrate was stunned for a moment before he lowered his head and looked at it seriously.
As he looked at it, an inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in the county magistrate's heart.
"Eh, this handwriting seems a little familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere before."
The county magistrate thought hard.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths…
Suddenly!
He thought of something.
"Zhang Chuannan! Yes, it was Zhang Chuannan! Quick, bring me that recommendation letter!”
Upon hearing the order, the scribe hurriedly picked out a recommendation letter from the table beside him and handed it to the county magistrate.
The county magistrate took the letter of recommendation and compared it to the words " Chen An "…
"Hiss!"
At this moment, the county magistrate gasped.
"Let me see!"
The county magistrate leaned over.
"Hiss!"
"Let me take a look!"
"I want to take a look too!"
A group of officials gathered over. In the next moment, everyone, everyone, collectively sucked in a breath of cold air.
Because:
The handwriting on the test paper was exactly the same as the handwriting on the recommendation letter.
It was as if they were written by the same person.
But this was impossible!
The letter of recommendation was written by the county's great scholar to Little Baby, recommending Little Baby to participate in the imperial examination. Otherwise, how could an ordinary person be qualified to enter the examination hall?
The exam papers were written by Xiao Wa, and everyone saw it with their own eyes.
But the strange thing was:
These two sets of handwriting were exactly the same, as if they were printed from the same mold.
In other words, they were either written by Xiao Wa or Zhang Chuannan…
Boom!
At this moment, it was as if a bolt of lightning had appeared on a sunny day, shocking everyone.
Everyone was shocked by this conjecture.
The recommendation letter…was fake?
Did Xiao Wa imitate Zhang Chuannan's handwriting?
If that was really the case, my god, this calligraphy ability was simply too terrifying!
At this moment, everyone's hearts were trembling.
Suddenly!
The county magistrate grabbed the recommendation letter and tore it into pieces before anyone could react.
Everyone was shocked.
"Magistrate, you…"
"Magistrate, this…"
"Fellow colleagues, a prodigy has appeared in Jiangling. This is a great contribution to the county's culture and education, as well as the contribution of all my colleagues. I don't care what the truth is, from now on, this child is this year's candidate, a prodigy from our Jiangling!”
"This is what I said. Who has any objections?”
The county magistrate looked around with a solemn expression and his gaze was as cold as ice.
Sensing this threat, everyone immediately cupped their fists and lowered their heads.
"Here!"
The county magistrate smiled." Bring a pen and paper over. Write a new recommendation letter for the child. I'll write it myself." All of you can sign your names. This is the credit of the county's flourishing culture and education. Everyone has a share.”
Everyone was overjoyed.
"Thank you, County Magistrate!"
"Thank you, County Magistrate!"
"Thank you, County Magistrate!"
A pen and paper were quickly brought over. The county magistrate personally wrote a passionate letter of recommendation. Then, the officials signed at the end.
At this moment.
Everyone understood.
This year's Jiangling County's examination's literary champion had already been decided.
He was the seven-year-old child, Chen An!
What was that?
Didn't you say that you still haven't read the policy paper?
Haha!
It didn't matter whether he looked or not.
Who in the Great Tang would dare compete with this "Hoeing Millet at Noon"?
I'm asking you, who dares?
……
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