Be a master through ancient times

"I've never been good at poetry. If it's just for communication between classmates and friends, then it's okay to write. But if you have the heart of competition and want to compete, I still don't make a fool of yourself. Please feel free to do it." .”

Chu Ci frankly showed weakness, and smiled softly and smoothly.As soon as he said this, no one could say anything about him.He has clearly stated that he is not good at it, and you still want to compete with him on this. Isn't that Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it?

Li Shangen snorted inwardly, feeling that Chu Ci was indeed very cunning, and he actually retreated to advance.But he had already spoken, and it was hard for him to say anything more.

So, Chu Ci sat aside and watched them write poems.In fact, since ancient times, there have been countless well-written chrysanthemum poems, and even if he randomly pulled out one from his mind, he would definitely be better than these scholars.

However, this is not my own thing.As the saying goes, the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.Generally speaking, a person's style will not change. For example, one moment he was still high-spirited, "counting the romantic figures, and discussing the present", and the next moment he became melancholy, "continuously cutting, and the reasoning is still chaotic". In the ancient times when poetry expresses feelings, would others think that this person is a genius?

Rather than being exposed after the poems in my head are exhausted, it is better to admit that I am inferior to others from the beginning.

When he was thinking wildly in his mind, the stick of incense over there had been burned out, and everyone's poems were freshly released.

"Brother Chu, although you are not good at poetry, you should still have the ability to appreciate it? Why don't you judge and see whose poetry is the best. Of course, if you want to say that you can't understand it , forget it."

There are thorns in Li Shangen's words, but it's better to talk if he is not good at it. If he doesn't even have the ability to evaluate, then it will be shameful to speak out.

"Since brother begged again and again, I will do my part."

Li Shangen glared at Chuci, he really knows how to put gold on his face!Who begged you!

Chu Ci stood up, then walked to the stone table in the pavilion, and took a look at each poem. There was no signature on it, so Chu Ci didn't know who wrote it, but only recognized it from the words. Made a few friends.

He arranged these poems in order, and then said to everyone: "I am not talented, and although I am not proficient in poetry, but fortunately, I dare not forget the things taught by my husband. Down."

"Do you think this one can be the leader?" Li Shangen picked up the first one, his expression was condensed, making people feel that he seemed unhappy.

"Yes, the poems written by this brother are excellent in both rhyme and conception. In autumn, everything withers, only chrysanthemums stand proudly on the branches. This brother Taiwan compares itself to a chrysanthemum, and its independence from the world is vividly displayed on the paper, which shows its far-reaching ambition. This poem should be written by Brother Li, right?"

This Chuci's ability to penetrate people's hearts is really amazing. Just based on a poem, it can be guessed that it was written by him.Li Shangen had a feeling of being seen through, he only said yes, and stopped talking.

His evaluation is very fair, even if other people's poems are suppressed below, the above ones must be better than theirs, so no one complains much.

At this moment, a cold female voice sounded: "Young Master Chu, do you think this poem is the worst one when you put it at the bottom?"

Chu Ci saw the angry face of the girl who spoke, and presumably this poem should belong to her.

"Well, this poem is not as good as the previous ones in terms of mediocrity and rhyme. But it is romantic and dexterous, and there are still merits. If you change the judging standard, it should not be at the bottom." Chu Ci explained as tactfully as possible.

"Hmph, didn't you recognize that it was made by your daughter's family from the handwriting, so you put this poem at the bottom?"

This word is delicate and graceful, and it is indeed different from other people's.

"Why do girls think this way? I judge poems only by their content, not male or female."

"It's nice to say it, but it's another way to do it. If you don't look down on poems written by women, why do you put this poem at the bottom?" Who doesn't praise her literary talent and call her a talented woman, when was she humiliated like this?

Chu Ci was dumbfounded, completely unaware of why he was being labeled as discriminatory against women.Not to mention that he comes from the modern age where everyone is equal, but just looking at the family structure of his two generations, if he dares to say that he looks down on women, the two mothers are probably the first to smash his head.

"This girl is serious. Xiaosheng was raised by his mother and sister-in-law since he was a child, and later he was loved by his teacher. He has always respected and loved women in his heart. Why do you look down on her? It's just that the criteria for judging are different. If the girl refuses to accept , may as well let others re-evaluate it again."

"What's the use of judging? Anyway, in your eyes, this poem is the worst! Isn't it because I am a woman? I know that scholars like you have always looked down on us!" After observing, among the many scholars present, only Chu Ci never shifted his gaze to her face.

She took the poem and tore it to pieces.

Everyone present was shocked, not knowing why this woman was so violent.Some scholars looked at her with more intense eyes. Obviously, they usually saw a lot of gentle and small-minded women, and they found it quite interesting when they occasionally saw sexual ones.

Chu Ci felt a little irritable as if he had eaten a fly.The environment he was in led to the fact that most of the women he knew were self-reliant.In the past, the female squad leader of the next-door college was told by him to cry during the debate, and she was able to wipe away her tears and shake hands with a smile after the game, let alone those tough female teachers in high school. He had never seen such a loser.

Chu Ci, who was single with mother and fetus, didn't know how to appease a girl who was playing with his temper, and he didn't want to appease.

"The girl keeps saying that I look down on women, but you don't know that the one who really looks down on women is actually you! It's just a ranking that makes the girl so angry. It can be seen that the girl has already had this idea in her heart. If you don't let you, you are looking down on you. If it weren't for you Why are you so sensitive when you put yourself in the position of the weak?"

He originally thought that these girls could get rid of worldly prejudices, come out bravely to talk about poetry and articles, and maintain a graceful posture when getting along with others, and he admired them very much.But it turned out that he didn't really want to improve himself, but just came here to enjoy the pursuit.

"It's not speculative, so Chu will leave first."

Originally, I just came here to enjoy the beautiful scenery and relax, but I encountered bad things one after another.Chu Ci couldn't help touching his face a few times, wanting to look in the mirror to see if he was born with a mocking face, which could attract strong artillery no matter where he was.

If it is said that the surname Li is a literati, he can understand it, but he really doesn't understand that the girl is so angry just because of a ranking.

As soon as Chu Ci left, the others couldn't stay any longer, said goodbye indiscriminately, and then chased after Chu Ci.

The woman had never seen such a man before, and after being robbed, she also left with red eyes.

Within a few days, the image of Chu Ci as a "straight man of steel" spread throughout Yangxin Mansion.I don't know how they publicized it after they went back, but there was a lady in the boudoir who said something like "I would rather die than marry Chu Jialang".

Chu Ci was very speechless. It was not like this in the countryside before. Everyone said, "When you marry someone, you should marry Chu's family man"!

Maybe it was scared by those people, before the announcement of the ranking, Chu Ci never went out again, and occasionally they came to him, and they just played in Xu's mansion.

Zhang Wenhai has always felt guilty about this, but Chu Ciyu comforted him earnestly and said: "It's not your problem, it's because my brother's light is so dazzling that no matter where he goes, he will firmly occupy their sight. Maybe, this is the so-called The halo of the protagonist."

It's a pity that his aura of the protagonist can't stare at anyone who is pregnant, see who is degraded, and there is no younger brother who rushes forward and embraces him. Maybe he is following the mainstream of abuse.Chu Ci couldn't help shedding two crocodile tears for himself.

The others looked at him speechlessly. Brother Chu would suffer intermittent dementia every once in a while, and they were used to it.

Time flies, and before you know it, it is September, and the third day of junior high school is the day when the rankings will be released. Many students are looking forward to it, waiting for the ranking that will determine their fate to be announced.

In the examination hall, all the adults had black faces and sunken eye sockets, even the chief examiner was not spared, showing his old age.

"Now that all the test papers have been corrected, it's time for the ranking. Where is Dr. Wujingfang?"

"The subordinate is waiting here."

"Have the chief ministers of each house been elected?"

"Returning to my lord, these ten test papers are the candidates we negotiated, and I ask your lord to decide."

The reason for choosing ten copies is that some students will be too biased. If after choosing Jingkui, it is found that his answers to the four books are not very good, you can change someone else.

Therefore, in the rural examination field, the proportion of each subject is about 50.00% for the four books and five, 30.00% for the second classics, and about 15.00% for the rest.

"I have already ranked the rankings of the four books, so I will follow the above. If the meaning of the scriptures is too bad, the ranking will take a step back. Now please come up with the ink scroll."

Officials should find out the ink scrolls of the same examination room and the Wujing room according to the numbers on the scrolls. The numbers of the two are different, but only a very small number, which shows that most people are still fully developed.

"Uncover the ink scroll." Zhang Songnian gave an order, and someone carefully cut the paper strip on the top of the ink scroll with a knife, and the names on it gradually appeared in front of everyone...