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The Poem Is a Good Poem, But the Person Is Not necessarily the Same

Gu Hao's eyes lit up.

He had been starving for an entire day.

However, when the Four Treasures of the Study were placed on the banquet table…

He was stunned.

He was speechless.

Was this the so-called 'banquet?'

However…it made sense. Li Shimin had come personally, so the banquet would definitely not go on.

Gu Hao rubbed his belly, feeling that he could hold on for a while longer.

Some of the new candidates behind Gu Hao broke out in cold sweat, while others were brimming with confidence.

Obviously, after seeing the Four Treasures of the Study, everyone realized that this banquet had turned into an examination with Li Shiming's arrival.

"In this morning's court meeting, the top scholar, Gu Hao, wrote two poems in succession. Both of them are top quality works.”Li Shimin looked at the new Jinshi and said,"However, the Tanhua and the second place are all people who pass off fish eyes as pearls.

I have already investigated that there are also some people among you who pass off fish eyes as pearls.

I haven't looked at the name list, and I don't plan to.

I've decided to give you a chance. As long as you can pass the next assessment, I won't pursue the cheating you're involved in.”

The hearts of the new scholars trembled.

Many people started to tremble.

Gu Hao, on the other hand, was completely relieved.

Li Shi Min's attitude was clear.

Those with real ability, regardless of whether they cheated in the examination or not, could stay.

As for those who did not have real ability, they would be severely punished!

"Shunde, you come up with the first question.”Li Shi Min said lightly.

"Yes."

An old man with a grey beard who was sitting on Li Shiming's right bowed and replied.

"Zhangsun Shunde, so it's him.”

Gu Hao glanced at it.

The person who had asked him for the Preface to the Lanting Collection was not Zhangsun Shunde, but a butler of Duke Xue's estate.

"Winter has just passed. Let's use the winter scenery as a topic and compose a poem.”Zhangsun Shunde sighed.

It was already early spring in February, but he felt like he was in the middle of winter.

"Winter scenery? Sure." Li Shi Min nodded.

"This is simple." Gu Hao thought to himself. Several poems instantly appeared in his mind.

After pondering for a moment, he made a decision in his heart.

Without stopping, Gu Hao picked up the brush.

Dipping in ink, waving!

"The birds in the mountains and rivers have flown away, and the traces of people have disappeared.

An old man in a coir raincoat fishing alone in the cold river.

Gu Hao. After writing, I put the writing brush back.

"Are you…done writing the book?" Li Lizhi, who was sitting beside Gu Hao, asked curiously.

Gu Hao glanced sideways.

She ignored him.

"Her voice is quite nice.”Gu Hao thought to himself.

"Don't talk to each other." Li Shi Min said in a deep voice.

Li Lizhi blushed and stuck out her tongue. She lowered her head and began to ponder the poem about the winter scenery.

"If you've written it, you can raise your hand.”Li Shiming glanced at Gu Hao and said indifferently.

Gu Hao curled his lips.

Then, he raised his right hand.

The new candidates sitting behind him all looked at him with envy and jealousy.

A eunuch came to Gu Hao's side with his back bent. He picked up the paper with the poem 'River Snow' written on it, then turned around and placed it on the table in front of Li Shimin.

"Jiang Xue…" Li Shimin browsed through the entire poem, his eyes shining.

"Another excellent piece of work. This kid is really talented.”

Li Shi Min thought to himself and then passed the poem to the others.

Not long after.

Li Shi Min exclaimed behind him.

"Good poem."

"A rare good poem. The talent of the top scholar lives up to his name.”

"This is the third excellent poem written by the champion. Why didn't I find such a talent in Chang 'an City before?”

"This last sentence is the finishing touch. The talent of the top scholar is comparable to Cao Zhi in ancient times.”

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Originally, there was no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts.

Most of the scholars with real talent were not convinced by Gu Hao.

And now, hearing the exclamations of the great Confucians.

They knew that Gu Hao's poem would definitely be excellent.

"F * ck, didn't they say that he bought his position as the top scorer?”

Some people were indignant.

Li Lizhi, who was sitting next to Gu Hao, felt as if her heart was being scratched by a hundred claws as she listened to the exclamations of the great scholars across from her.

"Cough cough…" She coughed lightly to remind her father.

"Did you catch a cold?"

Gu Hao was stunned for a moment. Then, he quietly turned his body to the side to avoid Li Lizhi's breathing.

"I heard that ancient medicine wasn't developed, and a cold was also a serious illness.”

Gu Hao thought to himself.

Li Shimin's face twitched when he heard Li Lizhi's cough.

"It's about time.”Li Shi Min said in a muffled voice.

Soon, all the new Jinshi's works were placed in front of Li Shimin's table.

"Shunde, read it out. Read it out one by one and let everyone feel the talent of the scholars.”Li Shi Min ordered.

"Yes." Zhangsun Shunde sighed.

"The name of the poem…Jiang Xue, Gu. Haozhu." Zhangsun Shunde chanted softly,"Birds fly away from thousands of mountains, and people disappear from thousands of paths.

An old man in a coir raincoat fishing alone in the cold river.”

When Zhangsun Shunde recited the poem, Li Lizhi wrote it down like the wind.

After pondering for a moment, her eyes lit up.

"Good poem."

She couldn't help but steal a glance at Gu Hao, only to find that he was leaning sideways with the back of his head facing her.

"Hmph, a poem is a good poem, but a person might not be a good person.”

Li Lizhi snorted.

"It's indeed a good poem. I can't compare to it.”

A new Jinshi sighed.

The scholars were silent.

The standard of this poem had far surpassed them.

Zhangsun Chong, who was ranked fourth in the new Jinshi, lowered his head. Jealousy and hatred flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he thought that the top three would be sent to the imperial prison for cheating in the examination.

In the end, not only was Gu Hao alive and well, but he also had a verbal engagement with his cousin, Li Lizhi.

This made him extremely furious.

After everyone quieted down a little, Zhangsun Shunde picked up the second poem.

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