The Minister of Rites was about to go home and wait until the results were released tomorrow, but when he saw Tang Yan's restless look, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy, so he comforted him. Halfway through his words, an official came over with a paper and said, "Sir, one paper has leaked."

Yang Zhen smiled slightly and said, "How could the paper be missed? Could it be that someone is lazy?"

The official said: "This paper is pressed at the end, as if it was because the papers were handed over early, and the reviewers did not pay attention. Later, they found this missing paper."

Yang Zhenhe nodded and said, "Prefer it."

When Tang Yan heard the four words "handled the paper early", he immediately remembered something that Dr. Qin told him not long ago.

The one who handed in the paper early was a supervisor named Chen Ao. This paper should be Chen Ao. Thinking of this, Tang Yan turned red and thought to himself: "It would be fine if he failed the exam, but now it is a matter of handing in the paper early, which is really embarrassing." He lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look at Yang Zhen. He thought to himself: "This Chen Ao is too bold. In such a major occasion, he dares to make trouble and must punish him severely."

Yang Zhen took the paper from the official, stroked his beard and opened it with a smile. When he saw it, he stopped moving. It seemed as if someone had hit the acupoint and suddenly stopped. Only those pair of eyes were bright and were surfing the test paper.

You should know that Yang Zhen is a Minister of Rites after all, and is a first-rank official, with a dignified and calm manner. If he had not encountered something incredible, he would have been unable to lose his composure. However, at this moment, Yang Zhen was a little dazed, and then continued to read the paper.

Tang Yan was very surprised. What was going on? Because he was too curious, he didn't care about being gentle and took a look. This made him startled.

"Good characters, good characters..." The first to come into Tang Yan's eyes was an unprecedented font. This font strokes are elegant, plain and simple. At first glance, it actually has a sense of ethereality and self-sufficientness, making people feel comfortable to see, just like flying in the clouds and fog, and the stroke soaring in the sky, fresh and refined.

It's okay. What people appreciate most is the layout of the entire running script, between lines, and branch lines, which is sparse and symmetrical, and the use of ink is very particular, dry, wet, thick and thin, and all the wonderful. It is very experienced, and this layout alone gives the feeling of a master.

The only one who wrote such good writing was a boy? He was still a supervisor? Or a guy who had a very inappropriate attitude when handing in the paper early?

"It's amazing. Such a font is really unheard of. Could it be that the boy created it himself?" Tang Yan was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Creating a font himself is not easy to do, unless the master of running script, who, on the basis of integrating predecessors, slowly repairs it according to his own characteristics and gradually forms his own style; and these are not something that can be done in a year or two, and must be immersed in for decades.

"Is this really that Chen Ao running script?" Tang Yan asked a question in his heart, and then smiled again. In addition to Chen Ao, could there be someone else who can do it for him? Yan's first exam is not a joke. Not to mention that someone answered the paper for Chen Ao, it would be extremely difficult to bring a small note in.

"This person is not simple. This running script alone is enough to be famous all over the world." Tang Yan sighed in his heart, reluctantly pulled out of the running script, and went to read the poem again. He wrote three poems on the entire test paper.

"Three poems?" Tang Yan was even more surprised. This person handed in the paper early. It is said that he had not finished the exam for only two incense sticks and left. He wrote three poems in such a short time... He asked himself, even one poem would take half an hour, let alone three poems.

He continued to read, and the first poem was called "Yesterday's Poem".

Yesterday and yesterday, how good yesterday!

Today is only annoyed.

People in the world only regret yesterday, but today has passed.

The water flows day by day, and the flowers fall day by day.

Successful career is today, don’t wait for tomorrow to regret it.

This poem is quite sensible, but it is too straightforward. It can be written in a short time, which is considered a masterpiece. Moreover, the test questions are diligent. This poem encourages people to cherish time and improve, which is just in line with the meaning of the question. Tang Yan's face turned red and he nodded: "No, not bad."

Let’s look at the second poem, the second poem is called "Today’s Poems".

"Interesting." Tang Yan smiled and continued to look down.

Today is today and today, how few today!

I didn't do it today, so what happened?

It’s a pity that life is not today!

If you say that when the Ming Dynasty arrives, there will be another Ming Dynasty event in the Ming Dynasty.

I will talk about writing today's poems for you, and please start from today's efforts.

"Haha..." Tang Yan couldn't help but laugh with his beard. Yesterday, today, the meaning was the same, it was very interesting. This young man was interesting. When I went to see Lord Shangshu again, Yang Zhen shook his head and smiled, obviously moved by the fun of this poem.

The third poem is called "Song of Tomorrow". When Tang Yan looked at the title, he knew that this person was going to be cramped again. Tang Yan looked down with expectation and saw how this person wrote about tomorrow.

Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows!

I am waiting for tomorrow, and everything will be wasted.

Everyone in the world is tired of tomorrow, and spring is coming and autumn is coming.

Watch the water flowing eastward in the morning, watch the sun fall westward in the evening,

How long can a hundred years be tomorrow? Please listen to my song tomorrow.

"Okay!" It was not Tang Yan who slapped the table, but Yang Zhen, who had been buried for a long time. Yang Zhen's face flushed and said happily: "These three poems are really interesting. This person is really wise, haha, happy, happy!"

Cheng Yang was secretly strange, so he stretched his neck to read it. When he saw that, wow, this person's running script was far above Cheng Hui, and his poems were comparable to Cheng Hui, but he wrote three poems, each of which was connected to the previous one, which was airtight and just fit the title. What does this mean? It means that this person's poetry skills should be above Cheng Hui.

"A genius." Cheng Yangxing's eyes burned at first, and then he remembered that the person who wrote the poem was a scholastic student. His eyes became cold again. He secretly looked at Yang Zhen's face. He saw that he was full of appreciation. His heart skipped a beat: "I am afraid that the grades of the second highest in the Imperial College will not be guaranteed. Unfortunately, it is a pity that the Imperial College actually made a comeback."

Sure enough, Yang Zhenru picked up the paper with a treasure and said, "It seems that this person is a genius. His running script and poetry are all excellent. His knowledge is not inferior to Cheng Hui and Cai Lun. According to his own opinion, Shen Ao should be the first in the first exam."

Tang Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Sir, I will make a decision." He was happy. His mood fell to the bottom. Unexpectedly, such a talented man was hidden in the Imperial College. In this way, the Imperial College occupied the first and third places in the preliminary examination. Although in a comprehensive comparison, the Imperial College was better than the Imperial College, but he won the ranking of the third place, and all the troubles at present can be solved.

"This Chen Ao is very interesting, great, great. If it weren't for him this time, I would have to resign from my post and return to my hometown to be a residence hall." Tang Yan smiled on his face, and his dim face shone in this little moment.

Cheng Yangxing was startled at first, then smiled bitterly, thinking to himself: "Who knew that Cheng Yaojin had come out halfway, ah... This student named Chen Ao is very interesting. By the way, this name seems to be a little impression." He closed his eyes and thought about it, and then he remembered something. At that time, Taixue Xue was asking him to plead with him, saying that there was a talented man in the Duke's Mansion to study in the Duke's Mansion, which seemed to be Chen Ao. Cheng Yangxing didn't care about it at that time and refused. Now he thought, could this Chen Ao be the Chen Ao in the Duke's Mansion? No, I have to ask.

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Chapter completed!