Chapter 224 The King Believes

"Look at this article."

The Taifu handed an answer sheet to the rest of the Confucian scholars who participated in the marking.

"The article recommended by the Tai Tuo is naturally excellent."

The great Confucians echoed Taoism one after another.

"Everyone take a look, the old man personally thinks this article is a model."

Taifu stroked his beard and said with a smile.

However, the Confucians did not find that the Tai Tuo's smile was a little complicated.

The Confucians took the answer sheet with great interest, and the first thing they saw was the somewhat bad handwriting.

"This word needs to be improved," said a great scholar, frowning.

"Handwriting is a small problem, the real value is the content."

"A Fang Gong Fu, is this a Fu? It's really strange that young people still write Fu."

A great scholar was amazed, and then began to read it seriously.

"The six kings are complete, and the four seas are one...Later generations mourn and fail to learn from it, and it also makes future generations mourn future generations again."

After the Confucians finished reading, they all fell silent.

"This article is really concise in language, neat but not piled up, rich but not flashy, majestic and bold in style."

Great Confucians praised this article one after another.

To be honest, even from the eyes of great Confucian scholars like them, this A Fang Gong Fu is a masterpiece.

However, the Taifu looked complicated, and he turned over the other side of the answer sheet and handed it to these great Confucians.

"Everyone, please read this article about wine."

"Oh? Also written by this wizard?"

Great Confucianists came one after another with interest.

A genius who can compose such a majestic Efang Palace Fu, the poems he made would not be too bad.

Sure enough, when they circulated this article about drinking wine, they were amazed.

"The atmosphere is wild, the momentum is high, this is a masterpiece."

"Emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy are like a rush, and they are like rivers and rivers, which cannot be stopped. It not only shows heroic and free and easy feelings, but also shows that the pen and ink are smooth, lyrical and powerful, open and close, and have distinctive characteristics."

"Master Taifu, who made this masterpiece?"

Taifu shook his head, his tone was inexplicably complicated, "Look at the front again."

The Confucianists all laughed and said, "A genius who can write two masterpieces can't be that bad for citing scriptures, right?"

"You'll know it after you've seen it."

The Great Confucians turned to the front with a smile, and then question marks appeared on the faces of the Great Confucians.

"It's... all wrong?"

"What a genius this is. The classics are not right at all, but they can still write such famous novels."

"If you look at those two excellent works, it's more than enough to give him a grade A, but combining this terrible word and a classic that is not right at all, the grade A is hanging on."

"I don't think there is any need to be so harsh. If you can write such a famous novel, why not give him a first class?"

"No, this word is too much, and I don't understand all the Confucian classics. How can I give this kind of person A? I think A is too much."

"Pedantic! Literary examinations are only essays, if only essays, this person is fully worthy of the first class."

"Yeah, after all, the classic part is just to investigate the basics."

"I don't know the basics. It's hard to say whether these two masterpieces are based on the predecessors. It's absolutely impossible to get a first-class."

"Master Li is right. Although the classics are not the focus of the investigation, the classics are so bad that it is hard to say whether these two excellent works are written by him."

"My lord, what do you think?"

It was only then that many great Confucians noticed Tai Tuo's complicated expression.

"Well, don't you want to know who wrote this?"

"Does the master know whose masterpiece this is?"

Speaking of this, Tai Tu's expression became more complicated.

"It's... the daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Yanming."

After the name was uttered, all the Confucian scholars fell silent.

"If it's her," someone said, "then it must be given to Class A."

"Don't wait for the first class. According to the level of these two articles, it is not too much to give the first place."

"Then it's decided."

……

"Did you write it?"

With a serious expression, Ji Hongsu sat opposite to Jiang Yanming and looked at Jiang Yanming.

There was a piece of rice paper lying on the table in front of the two of them, and the content on the paper was the Afang Palace Fu and Jiang Yanming's writing in the essay test.

"Why not?"

Jiang Yanming smiled.

"Best."

"Let's not talk about anything else. You can testify to me if I read it when I was drunk a few days ago."

"That's true, but I still don't believe that you, an idiot, can write such a masterpiece as Afang Palace Fu."

"What do you mean? How about Miss Ben write another article for you?"

"Okay."

Ji Hongsu narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Yanming.

"The theme is based on the fall of the Qin Dynasty and the first emperor seeking longevity to visit immortals. I will write it now."

"Let Miss Ben think about it."

Jiang Yanming picked up the pen, thinking about which one met Ji Hongsu's requirements.

"Have it!"

Jiang Yanming took up a pen and wrote, "The king of Qin sweeps Liuhe, and the tiger looks at He Xiongzai..."

After Jiang Yanming finished writing, Jiang Yanming let out a sigh of relief.

"The king of Qin sweeps Liuhe, and the tiger looks at He Xiongzai. He is as wild and arrogant as ever."

Ji Hongsu was stunned for a long time, then applauded.

"Now I believe it." Ji Hongsu laughed. "I never thought you, a little idiot, would have such a talent. I've never heard of Jiang Guogong's daughter having such a literary talent before."

Jiang Yanming shook her head, "Actually, I did not have this level a long time ago, but times are different."

Although I don't know how Jiang Yanming's suddenly elevated literary level came about, but she does have real talents.

Knowing this was enough for Ji Hongsu.As for how her literary talent came about, it didn't matter to Ji Hongsu.

Just like the Thousand Characters and Disciple Rules obtained from Jiang Yanming, Ji Hongsu didn't care how Jiang Yanming knew these things, he only wanted the final result.

"Since this king has determined your true level, then this king will go first and go back to prepare for the martial arts exam."

As the prince with the highest martial strength, Ji Hongsu was naturally in charge of the martial arts test.

"Martial arts test? I remember the content of the martial arts test is... polo, right?"

Ji Hongsu nodded, "Yes, it's polo. You idiot, if you're worried, you can practice in advance."

Jiang Yanming shook her head, "There are only two days left, there is no need."

And in terms of polo, the original owner has a level.

Women in the capital are open-minded, and some sons and daughters often play polo together to promote their relationship.

As one of the top daughters, the original owner naturally knows how to play polo.Moreover, in the original book, the original owner's polo level is not low, and he even got a lower grade in the martial arts test.

Although Jiang Yanming did not inherit the full level of the original owner, but combined with the original owner's memory, at least there is no problem in passing the martial arts test.

Maybe?
"My king is leaving first. If you need anything, come to Shen Wang's mansion to find me."

"Walk slowly without sending."

(End of this chapter)

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