"This strategy is neat, the semantics are complete and coherent, and the start, bearing, turning, and merging are all in order, and it is not easy to have a work of this level at this age. ”

In the official school court, an old man with a sparse and gray beard squinted his eyes, muttered for a long time, and made such an evaluation of the eight-strand text handed in by Chen Haoran.

The other student also nodded and said, "Well, that's good. Although it is far from reaching the realm of literary essence and meaning, it has both reason, rhetoric, and qi, and it can be regarded as one of the three flavors of the text that is coarse and knowledgeable. ”

Zheng Xuezheng's face was expressionless, and he only pinched the short beard under his jaw to read the article, hoping to find one or two forbidden words and sentences from it, but after careful examination, let alone the sentences and phrases were forbidden, even if the words were offended, he couldn't find a single word and a half. couldn't help but be disappointed, snorted from his nose, and said to Chen Haoran: "Well, it's really good, it's allowed to pass, you can go." ”

In fact, this eight-strand essay does not say that the words are majestic and majestic, but the language is concise and fluent, and the reasoning is solemn and elegant, which can really be called a rare and excellent work.

The entanglement of the Di, Pang, and Xu families is no secret, and these two gentlemen in the official school have also heard about it, so they naturally know Zheng Xuezheng's position. But after all, there are no bones to pick in the egg, this kind of evaluation is already a big disparagement, if you open your eyes and say nonsense and forcibly criticize a disqualified, I am afraid that they will have no shame to be a teacher after it is spread.

Chen Haoran turned around and went out, with a smile in his stomach: "Grandma's, Lao Tzu flew to Bashui City overnight, and let the people of the Murong family find several gunmen who are known as Xuefu Wuche, spent a lot of money, and it took two whole days to estimate this Laoshizi, if you don't let it pass, don't blame Lao Tzu for turning his face on the spot and beating your turtle son into a pig's head." ”

Zheng Xuezheng looked at the article for a while and frowned. Secretly: "This Di family kid is really a bit of real material, and this kind of talent is also outstanding in the whole state government." If he plays normally in the autumn, he is the only one who does not say that Xie Yuan is the only one, but the title on the list is nine out of ten, how can he stop it?"

This Zheng Xuezheng's name is Zheng Jin, and he was originally a bookkeeper in the official school of Bashui Prefecture. In front of people, he always has a solemn and serious demeanor, not smiling, but he does not dare to compliment his inner character, and he is very keen on drilling for fame.

In fact, this Zheng Jin is not a distant relative of the Xu family, but because Mrs. Thorn Shi is also surnamed Zheng, he did everything possible to climb this level of relationship. Xu Xuanrui's stammering of a small official who is not up to the grade is dispensable. But this time Chen Haoran made a gambling contract with Pang Huizhu, and this guy just came in handy, so he said that his father would promote him and transfer him to Woniu Town to take up the post of school administrator, so as to facilitate interference and obstruction of Chen Haoran.

In order to be quiet, the official school is located in the suburbs of Woniu Town, which is quite large, and it is time to rest. The students are strolling in the courtyard in twos and threes, enjoying the warm spring breeze.

There are quite a few students in Woniu Town who participated in the Bashui Prefecture Township Examination this year. Among them, there are young men who have not taken off their childishness, and there are also half-old men who have lost their teeth and cheeks, and the age difference is enough to be commensurate with their grandchildren. At this time, the same students are in the same place, each with a book, and the first line of Tong Yan and Hao is among the red flowers and green grass, which looks unique.

Zheng Jin walked into the garden with his hands in his hands. The sentient beings came forward to say hello, he nodded with a smile, and said, "It's really gratifying that all the Xiushi are still working so hard in their spare time. I would like to wish you all great success in this science and technology, and you will ascend to the Golden Palace as soon as possible in the future and become the pillars of this dynasty. ”

All the sentient beings bowed their hands and thanked them: "Thank you for your good words." ”

Zheng Jin smiled again: "The way of reading." It is also necessary to combine work and rest, so as not to hurt the mind too much. On this beautiful spring day and beautiful scenery, why don't you put down your homework and chant a few poems to soothe your mood?"

Poetry and lyrics, whether the writing is good or bad is another matter, readers all claim to be romantic characters, but I am afraid that there is no one who has not come to so many sentences. When these students heard this, they immediately became energetic, and said in unison: "Then please ask the academic master to propose or limit the rules, so that the students can think about it." ”

Zheng Jin groaned slightly and said, "These are too cumbersome, so there is no need." The meaning of the poem lies in the lyricism of the scene, it is spring, and when the garden is full of purple and red, the sentence contains one of the words spring and flowers. ”

Everyone immediately buried their heads in their own heads, or looked around to deliberate, and soon there was a muffled moan everywhere in the garden. After a short time, the brain-turning sentence became a seven-character quatrain, and it was read out loud. But there is no new meaning in the poem, and even the rhyme is not very appropriate, it is purely a pile of words, and it fails to win a single sentence. The man was very ashamed, and bowed his head and hid his face.

This time, even if the people behind were ready, they didn't dare to recite their masterpieces immediately, for fear of embarrassment in public, so they only stuffed themselves in their stomachs and scrutinized them again and again.

Seeing that it was cold, Zheng Jin glanced left and right, and suddenly said: "What about Chen Haoran Di Xiushi? I have heard that he is a famous prodigy in Woniu Town, and when he was young, he read through the texts of hundreds of schools, and he can never forget to export the chapters. ”

Chen Haoran's predecessor was stupid for several years, and everyone was very curious about his current situation. Suddenly, a person shouted behind a willow tree, "I used to hide here and sleep...... Hey, Brother Di, get up quickly. ”

Chen Haoran was lazily leaning under the willow tree to bask in the sun, dragging people up, listening to himself as a poem, and couldn't help muttering: "What kind of poems will Lao Tzu make? It's almost the same as making limerick poems like 'white on the yellow dog and swollen on the white dog'...... Grandma's, isn't this a desire to make Lao Tzu ugly?" shook his head and said: "Uh, well, I'm not in a good mood today, even if I make poems, it's average, it's not very interesting, so I'll just skip it." ”

Zheng Jin just wanted to make Chen Haoran ugly. I think that Chen Haoran's scientific research is impeccable, this poetry talent is not necessarily good at, and when he prepares a poem, he finds some faults to strictly refute it, everyone will say that he is not talented and knowledgeable, and it will be much more convenient to do it in the future. said: "Everyone is warmly invited, and Di Xiushi doesn't have to be too modest." ”

"This bastard surnamed Zheng pretended to be a bastard and forced Lao Tzu to drive ducks to the shelves, you damn, Lao Tzu will remember this account first. ”

Di Xiaoshi secretly cursed, helpless. I had to pretend to take my hands, take a few steps on the left, take a few steps on the right, and ponder in my heart: "As the saying goes, if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you can chant if you can't chant poems. I didn't even have a chance to cram...... Oh, Lao Tzu's head is rusty again, and he wants to hold a fart Buddha's feet? Isn't it okay to memorize a poem directly? It's just that Lao Tzu doesn't seem to be able to memorize a few poems, which is difficult. ”

"Spring, flowers, spring, flowers......"

Chen Haoran racked his brains to search for his poor ink, and suddenly rejoiced: "Ha, there is." When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past...... Belch. Although this poem is not long, but the Lao Tzu behind it can't remember it at all, mother, the book is used to hate less, Lao Tzu thinks again. ”

He paced up and down in a carefree manner, and came and went until he stepped on a path in the grass, but he didn't spit out half a word. Everyone was extremely impatient, and a young student couldn't help but say, "Brother Di Shi." Are you okay? You can't wait until all the spring flowers have fallen to get a poem?"

"What are you doing? I finally got a little inspiration, and you ruined it...... Flowers?"

Chen Haoran glanced at him. I was about to use the topic to play foolish around this level, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and I remembered a poem, and I couldn't help muttering to myself: "Grandma's, even kindergarten children can memorize poems Lao Tzu didn't remember, these few taels of ** might as well be thrown to the dog to eat." ”

"Hmm. Listen, everybody, I'm going to recite poetry...... I don't know when I sleep in spring, I hear birds crying everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and how many flowers fall. ”

Chen Haoran raised a hand high, shook his head and finished reading. The spirit was vivid: "Haha, there are spring characters and flower characters, what do you think?"

Everyone had different expressions and repeated in low voices.

Before Zheng Jin could think about it, he first put a trace of disdain on his face, and hummed: "Di Xiushi, it seems that you are still at the stage of a prodigy." The language of this poem is simple, like a vernacular, and it is indeed only suitable for children to read and play, and this artistic conception is ......?

Speaking of this, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and the rest of his words came to an abrupt end.

This poem seems to be plain, without a word directly describing the fragrant and intoxicating beauty of flowers, but with just a few strokes, it will vividly outline the vigorous spring in the early morning, and the splendid spring light of the warbler singing and dancing and the flowers blooming is naturally engraved in the mind. And it is lively and catchy, so that children can recite it after listening to it a few times, which can be called a rare masterpiece.

Although Zheng Jin's own talent is not very good, he still has a little bit of appreciation, and he immediately tastes the far-reaching and infinite charm in it, how can he still make half a sentence?

"Good. ”

The young student who was urging Chen Haoran suddenly shouted hello, his face was full of shame, and he clenched his fists and shouted: "Brother Di Shi, your masterpiece will be passed down through the ages, I Xu Chengdi is ashamed of myself, admire, admire." ”

This Xu Chengdi is also a well-known talent in Woniu Town, he emerged when he was young, and others often say that after Chen Haoran, the young man in Woniu Town should be the most. Since ancient times, Xu Chengli has always been arrogant, and this kind of evaluation naturally made him very unconvinced, but Chen Haoran was already crazy and stupid, even if he wanted to compare his talents, he had no chance, so he was always obsessed.

After Chen Haoran recovered from his illness, he enrolled in the township examination, Xu Chengdi was overjoyed, and he wanted to share with him, but at this time, he heard Chen Haoran chant this poem, and he knew that he was far inferior to the difficult Xiang Back.

All the sentient beings praised the festival and said, "Brother Di Shi's amazing talent is really embarrassing. ”

Chen Haoran was proud, without any shame of copying the public, he raised an old face shyly, and said: "Hehe! I just happened to have a little inspiration, and it is nothing." Everyone has won the prize, and the prize has passed. ”

Seeing that everyone was still amazed, Zheng Jin coughed and said, "Di Xiushi is really talented, but you don't need to be discouraged. ”

He was bent on suppressing Chen Haoran's limelight, hurriedly brought it over, and said: "This spring and flowers have already been made, why don't Di Xiushi fill in another poem with the words spring and grass, and then let everyone open their eyes?"

Chen Haoran was indeed a blind cat touching a dead mouse, and when he heard the words spring and grass, he immediately thought of another poem that kindergarten children could also recite casually, and he was in high spirits. Hold your head high and laugh and say, "Haha, what's so hard about this? This time I only need to walk seven steps to do it." ”

The sentient beings were shocked, all in disbelief. That Xu Chengdi is a young man's nature, once he respects a person, he admires it very much, and hurriedly said: "It was the fault of the younger brother who urged before, why should Brother Di Shi limit himself now? Brother Di Shi might as well think about it slowly, not in a hurry, not in a hurry. ”

Zheng Jinzheng was worried that he had no chance to take advantage of it, so he lowered his face and said: "Di Xiushi, you are too arrogant and arrogant, don't you know the virtue of humility as a bachelor?"

Chen Haoran patted his head and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Zheng Xuezheng is right, being a man is to be humble, and it is not right to be proud and complacent." Zheng Xuezheng. I won't do this poem, so I'd better invite you to come. ”

Zheng Jin was stunned, of course he knew how many catties and taels he had, and he cleared his throat and said: "Since you are so confident, and everyone is listening to you, I naturally can't sweep everyone's interest, so you should come." He categorically didn't believe that Chen Haoran could make a good poem in seven steps, and secretly said that he had to use this to humiliate this arrogant boy.

Chen Haoran smiled and said, "Zheng Xuezheng is indeed very modest. It's worth learning from, and I'm not welcome. ”

He sang like he was on the stage. Slowly and methodically lifted his sleeve and shook it, flung it behind him, and took a step, another step.

Everyone's eyes followed his steps in unison, and after taking the sixth step, Chen Haoran suddenly stopped.

Everyone immediately held their breath and pricked up their ears. For fear of missing a word and a half, he will listen to the teachings of his elders.

Chen Haoran squatted down slowly, took off the shoes on his feet, and frowned: "There is sand in the shoes, pour it out first." ”

The sentient beings were stunned. Zheng Jin's heart was settled, and he smiled and said: "Seven steps into a poem is difficult for a strong man, Di Xiushi, it doesn't hurt for you to sit down and rest for a while, everyone can understand." ”

Chen Haoran rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I want to delay time? ”

Zheng Jin snatched this sentence for him, he was very angry, and he was about to scold, and he thought that it was not appropriate to make extraneous branches at this time, so he held back his anger and said: "That's good, you can read it." ”

Chen Haoran flicked his sleeves again, raised his face with his hands up, almost raised his chin to the bridge of his nose, full of arrogance, and read loudly: "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered." Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. ”

In fact, there is a paragraph behind this poem, but it is far from being as familiar to everyone as in the previous paragraph, and Chen Haoran only remembers these and displays it as a whole poem.

But. Although it was only half a song, all the members of the living beings were also moved, and several people couldn't help but cheer loudly. Xu Chengdi's eyes lit up, and he shouted repeatedly: "Good, good, good, a good wildfire can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows...... What kind of momentum and artistic conception is this? It can become a swan song for the ages. ”

He was so excited that he couldn't contain himself, and exclaimed, "What kind of mind does it take to make such a swan song?" Brother Di Shi, I am determined to respect you as a teacher, please accept me as a disciple. ”

Chen Haoran was frightened, and his chin that was about to reach his forehead immediately fell, shook his hand, and shouted: "No, no, I won't accept apprentices." ”

Xu Chengdi was extremely disappointed, depressed, and muttered: "Yes, a talented but pretentious person like me is not worth caring about, how can I be qualified to follow Brother Di Shi?"

There was a sudden whimpering and sobbing sound in the crowd, and everyone was surprised, and turned their heads to look, but saw an elderly student crying, choking and saying: "There is a genius like Brother Di Shi, how can there be a place for mediocre people like me in the world...... My heart of fame should have died a long time ago, let's go, let's go, let's go, the autumn test won't go away, so I'll go home for the rest of my life. ”

Seeing him staggering away with tears, everyone looked at each other. Chen Haoran was stunned and shouted: "Hey, hey, brother, don't be discouraged! I didn't mean to hit you on purpose......

"The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall ......"

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows ......"

Bashui City, Pang Mansion, back garden.

Pang Huizhu held the two poems copied from her, chanted in a low voice, and looked up at the lotus pond in the garden, her expression was strange, and her mood seemed to rise and fall in the wind with the green lotus on the water.

Seven steps into a poem, and the artistic conception is so otherworldly, even if you look at Da Chu, no one can compare, but it is from the vulgar Chen Haoran, which really makes Pang Huizhu unbelievable, but the facts are in front of her. But she had to believe it.

"Miss, Mr. Xu is here. ”

Behind him, a maid reminded softly.

Pang Huizhu was startled, and quickly stuffed the paper into Luo sleeve, and then turned around.

Xu Xuanrui's face was not very good-looking, and he walked closer. Reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Huizhu, it's almost time, let's go." The newly appointed Immortal Master Fu opened the altar for the first time today, and it was not good to be late. ”

Pang Huizhu shook her head and said, "I'm a little uncomfortable today and don't want to go, so it's better for you to go alone." ”

Xu Xuanrui became nervous and hurriedly said, "But I got a cold last night?" I'll go find someone Lang Zhong to show you." ”

Pang Huizhu shook her head again and did not speak. Xu Xuanrui suddenly said: "I forgot that your family is the largest medicinal herb business in Bashui City, do you still need me to find this Langzhong?"

Pang Huizhu glanced at him. A thought suddenly came to his heart: "Although he is an arrogant official eunuch, he finally has some talents, and entrusting him with this body is not too humiliating to me Pang Huizhu." However, if you compare him with that Chen Haoran, it is, but it is...... I didn't expect that I was guilty of treachery, but instead I picked up the gravel and abandoned the jade, which can be described as a great irony, why did God play such a trick on me Pang Huizhu?"

Xu Xuanrui's mind is not dull. Seeing that her expression was different, I guessed a few points in my heart. His face was gloomy, and he said, "Huizhu, that kid surnamed Di wrote two poems, and they have been transmitted to Bashui City in the past two days, have you ever seen them?"

Pang Huizhu did not deny it, nodded and said: "Seven steps into poetry." This incident caused a sensation in the whole city, and I naturally knew it. ”

Xu Xuanrui gritted his teeth and said: "Hmph, this kid is grandstanding, how can he have any real skills? As far as I can imagine, he must have called for someone to do it a good time, and it came in handy at the right time. ”

He said it well, just with the pitiful ink in Chen Haoran's stomach, let alone walking seven steps to compose a poem, even if he is allowed to walk 7,000, 70,000, or 700 million steps, I am afraid he will not be able to hold back a single poem.

It's just that no one, including Pang Huizhu, would never make such a guess. Not to mention anything else, a person with such outstanding literary talents must have already been famous all over the world, how could he deign to operate for a small person like Chen Haoran?

Even Xu Xuanrui himself understood this, but he couldn't help but vent his jealousy, and said tentatively: "Huizhu, do you think I'm inferior to him, what do you think in your heart?"

Pang Huizhu's face changed color suddenly, and she said angrily: "What can I think? I have already expressed my mind in public, this life is the only one, if there is a recurrence, what kind of face do you have to live in the world? What do you mean by being suspicious of me like this? I might as well cut my hair and escape from the world." ”

Xu Xuanrui hurriedly apologized: "It's me who lost my words, don't take it to heart." Pang Huizhu relieved her anger, a thick melancholy appeared on her face, and she frowned: "Although Chen Haoran is rude, he is not completely talentless, according to this point of view, I am afraid that I will not be able to enter the Shiji and the first, at that time, how should I deal with myself?"

Xu Xuanrui said with relief: "Don't worry, I naturally have a way to deal with him, not to mention Jinshi, even if he lifts someone, he will not succeed." ”

Pang Huizhu's eyes flashed with different colors, her conceit and talent were far better than ordinary eyebrows, and her arrogance was needless to say. It is really against her original intention to use despicable means to calculate Chen Haoran, but now that the situation is difficult to ride a tiger, she has no choice.

Xu Xuanrui glanced at Yahuan, who was facing away from this direction, and wanted to come over and get a little closer. Pang Huizhu lowered her face and said: "Sooner or later, my body will be yours, can't you even wait for two or three years of work?" Now that our name has not been decided, if the wrong behavior is known to others, are you not forcing me to die?"

Xu Xuanrui stopped when he came to the throne, and the beautiful woman who looked more beautiful than the flower was in front of him, but he could only look at it and not touch it, let alone eat it, which really made him suffer. Looking at Pang Huizhu's charming face, a burst of fragrant fragrance was sent into his nose with the wind, and he itched like a hundred cats scratching his heart, and couldn't help but say: "Huizhu, since we are in love with each other, we will eventually become husband and wife in the future, so why care what others think? No, I will come to you tonight...... I know you're thin-faced, but let's be careful and keep it from others. ”

Pang Huizhu immediately changed color, and said angrily: "Xu Xuanrui, who do you think of me?" She was so angry that she turned white, and said hatefully: "I pinned this life on you, but I didn't expect that you would treat me as the kind of frivolous and debauched water-based woman who can be trampled by others, I, I misjudged you......" I couldn't speak anymore under excitement, and tears rolled down.

Xu Xuanrui panicked, and said repeatedly: "Huizhu, listen to me, I definitely don't have the mind to belittle you, it's just that my love is really uncontrollable, so I was dizzy and said such things." Huizhu, please forgive me for my infatuation, next time I will never dare to say anything more without a word. ”

Pang Huizhu wiped away her tears and said coldly: "It's not early, you go to Chongxuan Pavilion first." ”

Seeing that her complexion was wrong, Xu Xuanrui thought that it would be better to wait for her anger to subside before making amends, so he didn't dare to say more, and left in a hurry.

In the lotus pond, a red carp jumped out of the water, splashed a small splash, staring at the slowly spreading ripples, Pang Huizhu suddenly felt an inexplicable remorse in her heart.

What can I regret? What can I regret now? What way can I retreat now...... Pang Huizhu stood in a daze for a long time, took out the poetry paper from her sleeve, tore it to shreds, and sprinkled it into the pool.

On the other side of the lotus pond, in a delicate glazed pavilion, there is a woman wearing a long blue pleated skirt, with a slender figure, her face covered with a thin black veil, hanging down to the neck, she can't see her face clearly, and she can only vaguely see the pupils behind the veil.

Pang Hong, the lord of the Pang Mansion, stood outside the pavilion with his hands in his hand, and he was unusually respectful, and said with a panicked face: "Pang Hong is incompetent, please forgive the fairy aunt." Please read for the sake of my dedication over the years, and I hope that the fairy aunt will help me and solve it myself. ”

The woman bowed her head slightly, and said, "This is not your personal fault, nor is it your personal responsibility, I should have done it." After a pause, he said, "His name is Chen Haoran, and he lives in Woniu Town, isn't he?"

Pang Hong said respectfully: "Yes, please be cautious when you start, try to cause it to be caused by an accident, don't make people suspicious......"

The woman interrupted him coldly, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Pang Hong's face turned pale, and he bowed down in panic and said, "Pang Hong doesn't dare, please forgive the fairy aunt." ”

The woman snorted coldly again, brushed her sleeves and said, "You go down." ”

"Yes, yes, Pang Hong retired. ”

Pang Hong, like an amnesty, secretly reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and didn't dare to straighten up, bent down and withdrew several meters before turning around and walking away.

"Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. ”

The woman also read the poem softly, and whispered to herself: "Within seven steps, you have to become a quatrain for thousands of years, which can be called a great talent, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's ......a pity."

After that, her voice was lower, and she didn't hear it again, and I don't know what she was sorry for behind her.

Standing quietly for a moment, the woman swept up, light and agile like a flying leaf in the wind, as slow and fast, and suddenly, her figure disappeared into the flowers and trees. (To be continued......)