Bachelor

Chapter 368
Here, as soon as Sun Dan finished writing those three articles, he only ate something casually, and then began to graffiti on the wall.

As soon as he started writing, the examiner, who had been paying attention to him for a long time, quickly ran back to the lobby of the Tribute Court and told Zhao Jian and others the good news.

So, just like the first round, the dozen or so examiners quickly came over to watch, expecting more masterpieces from Sun Dan to come out.

What Sun Dan wrote on the wall now is Gong Zizhen's "Nine states are angry and rely on wind and thunder, and ten thousand horses are silent. It is sad. I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents of all kinds."

This poem is also suitable for the occasion. For now, the imperial examination system is indeed the best way for the country to select talents. It is fair, open, and just, and has very high requirements for the overall quality of candidates.However, up to now, the topics of stereotyped essays seem to have been exhausted, and almost every sentence in the Four Books and Five Classics has a corresponding model essay.The more this situation goes on, the more serious it becomes.

By the time of the Qing Dynasty, it had degenerated into a formality, or a ceremony, and had lost its original intention of selecting talents for the country.

In fact, such a poem does not have the suspicion of questioning the imperial court's policy of selecting scholars.Moreover, he also said that all horses are silent. Isn't this a slap in the face of the Ming Dynasty and the emperor?If it was in the Qing Dynasty, Sun Dan would be unable to stand up forever with a direct literary prison.

But it is a pity that this is the Ming Dynasty, an open-minded, confident and powerful Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty did not sin with words, even if the ministers pointed at the emperor's nose and cursed, the emperor did not dare to do anything to them, instead he laughed and rewarded them.

In the Ming Dynasty, scholar-bureaucrats and the emperor jointly ruled the world, and the imperial power was greatly restricted.Even for a generation of heroes like Taizu and Chengzu, they can't do things as they please.

So, when Sun Dan finished writing this poem.All the examiners who were watching outside the examination room took a breath of air at the same time, but they admired Sun Dan in their hearts.

Regardless of the literary value of Sun Dan's poem itself, Sun Dan's courage to speak is already a model for scholars.

Then some examiner muttered in a low voice: "Good poem, it just hit my heart. Although Your Majesty is wise and mighty now, he is not immune to being deceived by villains. For example, in the case of Huang Kao, I think there are treacherous ministers behind the scenes."

"Yes, it must be Huang Jin. I have heard people say that this Huang Jin keeps going around among the ministers, trying his best to intimidate and lure him to do what he can. He wants to persuade the ministers to justify the name of His Majesty's father."

"Did Huang Jin do it?" Zhao Jianben was Lao Chengjun, and when he heard this gossip, he was startled and hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"Yes, it's this eunuch!" Sun Yingkui gritted his teeth: "Otherwise, who else could it be? He used to be in charge of Dongchang, and he had some ghosts and monsters in his hands. These days, he spent a lot of money to the homes of ministers, so that everyone should not mention the emperor. It's a test. If there is any disobedience, it will be a threat. This thief didn't even want to face in order to win favor in front of His Majesty. Fortunately, His Majesty handed over the East Factory to Bi Yun. After all, Bi Yun has studied for several years. Knows the truth and is quite upright. But Huang Jin, the eunuch, has no such scruples and can do anything."

"What next?" Zhao Jian trembled slightly with anger.

"Many ministers have benefited from him, or they are afraid, so they don't speak." Sun Yingkui sighed, and said in a low voice: "Thousands of horses are silent, Sun Jingyuan's poem has reached my heart."

"Hey!" Everyone sighed, feeling suddenly depressed.

Sun Dan had just finished writing this poem, feeling refreshed for a while, when he suddenly heard the discussion outside, he felt a little embarrassed—these guys were so good at associating, they were able to connect this poem to Daliyi.Chasing wind and shadows is indeed the strong point of scholars, and the literary prison is so far-fetched. Fortunately, it is the Ming Dynasty.Even if the matter is exposed, it can only add a good reputation for being upright, but it doesn't do any harm.

Sure enough, the examiners outside sighed, and then nodded and whispered: "I can't tell, Sun Jingyuan is also a person who dares to speak."

"Sun Jingyuan's teacher is Li Meiting, who used to be a member of the Imperial College, and he is a person who dares to speak out. Sun Dan is also Yang Shen's friend. The so-called close Zhu Zhechi, Xiao Yang's friend is naturally my fellow student."

The more people talked, the more embarrassing Sun Dan was, unknowingly, he was drawn into the same camp by them.

It can be seen that the matter of Daliyi has been matured, and various contradictions have begun to intensify, and it is time to resolve it.

Fortunately, Sun Dan started to write a poem again, which interrupted the discussion of the examiners, otherwise it would only become more and more embarrassing for them to continue talking.

"The grass grows and the warbler flies to the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke when they brush the dike."

As soon as this sentence was written on the wall, an examiner suddenly lost his mind and murmured: "It's not right, why is this sentence so familiar? Was it written by someone from the Tang Dynasty? It's quite like the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

"No way, a great talent like Sun Jing, how could he copy a poem from the Tang Dynasty and write it on the wall? What's the point?"

Everyone felt familiar, and felt strange in their hearts. These two poems have a very pure taste, and they are catchy to read, which is definitely not the style of Ming poetry.

But someone was very cautious and asked Sun Yingkui: "Master Sun, you are good at poetry, and you are also very familiar with Tang, Song and Yuan poetry. It is indispensable, come and see."

Sun Yingkui also felt that these two sentences were very good, and said: "It is indeed Sun Jingyuan's original work. I have read all the poems of Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties, so I am naturally very familiar with them."

Only then did everyone admire at the same time: "Sun Dan was able to write the charm of the Tang Dynasty, which is not easy! These two sentences are already good, but I don't know how the second half will be?"
While talking, someone shouted in a low voice: "Quiet, Sun Dan is writing the second half of the poem."

In this way, everyone quieted down and looked in at the same time.

The weather is very good today, the sun is shining brightly, and Sun Dan's test house is very clear, and he can clearly see the writing on the wall.

"Children return from school early,

Busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites. "

As soon as the half of the poem was finished, everyone shouted hello at the same time.

What everyone didn't know was that this poem was written by Gao Ding, a famous poet in the Qing Dynasty.

"A good poem looks simple and plain, but it vividly depicts the scenery in March in Yangchun in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Easy weight is light, just like Bai Letian's poems. Such sentences can only be obtained by accident. At least I don't think there are still people who can write such seven words today."

"Grass grows and Yingying flies to February sky..." Zhao Jian sighed suddenly: "It's the season of spring and Jingming, but we are locked in this tribute courtyard. The old man can't help but want to go out and see the new greenery in early spring gone."

Everyone nodded at the same time, and sighed again.

Sun Yingkui's eyes were full of longing. He was young, so he was naturally more active than the older examiners.After being locked up in the examination room for six days, I was already bored: "After the undergraduate examination is over, let's go to the restaurant to drink some rice wine, and then go to Xishan for an outing together. The grass grows and the warbler flies, take a look at the willows blowing the embankment and the spring mist all over the mountains."

"Okay, just follow what Master Sun said."

"Count me in."

Everyone laughed softly.

Sun Yingkui said: "Fortunately, with Sun Jingyuan's poems and Yangchun and Yangliu written by him, I won't be lonely waiting in the examination room."

Everyone nodded again.

Zhao Jiandao: "Sun Jingyuan is really amazing. Not to mention the previous three poems, plus today's two poems, they are enough to be recorded in the annals of history. Alright, what will happen if we wait to accumulate here? In other words, it is estimated that Sun Dan has no new poems to come out today, everyone should go back and watch.

It was only then that the examiners realized the responsibility on their shoulders. Hearing Mr. Zhao say this, they also knew that it was not an option to gather here all the time.The official surnamed Li and the examiner surnamed Xiang were arranged to stare here, and they returned to the lobby lightly.

Before everyone was seated, Mr. Xiang ran in sweating all over: "There is a new work."

"So fast?" Sun Yingkui stood up suddenly: "Impossible, even if he is Li Bai, a poet fairy, he can't write so fast."

Zhao Shangshu also said: "That's true. Sun Dan's poems are naturally excellent. His talent has been exhausted for the previous few poems. How could he have new works so soon. Even if there are, according to my official opinion, they are just It's just ordinary."

"But it's not." The official surnamed Xiang didn't talk nonsense, and immediately chanted loudly: "The shepherd boy rides the yellow ox, and the sound of singing vibrates the forest. He wanted to catch the cicadas, but suddenly he shut up."

This poem written by Sun Dan is the work of Yuan Mei, a native of the Qing Dynasty.

Hearing this poem, everyone in the hall remained silent, with incredible expressions on their faces.

How could it be possible to write so fast, how could it be possible to write so many, and each song is more exciting than the last.

Not only that, the style of Sun Dan's poems is changeable, sometimes clear, sometimes simple, sometimes impassioned, as if there is no fixed way of writing.

This day was destined to be an extraordinary day, and the two officials surnamed Xiang ran back and forth between the lobby and Sun Dan's test house, constantly bringing over Sun Dan's new works.

On this day, Sun Dan copied more than a dozen poems by Nalan Rongruo before giving up.

The next day, Sun Dan came again.A dozen or so Qing poems followed, including Gong Zizhen's, Qian Qianyi's, and Wumeicun's.

On the third day, when Sun Dan had written all three walls, he stopped.

Sun Dan’s last song was written by Zheng Banqiao. When Zhao Shangshu heard the phrase “Keep firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and you can let the east, west, north, south wind.” Completely numb to the point of admiration.

He picked up a glass of wine that he had already prepared, took a sip, and then fell to the ground.

After sitting there for an hour, he suddenly burst out laughing: "Great talent Sun Jingyuan, if you fail to pass the Jinshi in this subject, this old man will dig out his own eyeballs. Zhao Jian, how lucky I am, to be the seat of a famous scholar." division!"

(End of this chapter)