The pack horse tower is very quiet, with almost nothing inside, and there is no such thing as a decoration. The Shi family originally advocated simplicity. In addition, after several clearings, almost all the things that originally belonged to the monks in the tower were removed, and in the end, only such an empty tower frame was left here.

In recent years, there has been rumors that the Shi family will revive the Tumah Temple next to the original site. By then, the Tumah Tower will restore its prosperous glory in the past.[]

This rumor is very true. Since the Emperor Zhengming of the Supreme Emperor of the Emperor of the Dharma last year, all the prefectures have figured out the changes in the holy will and have launched a large number of constructions to drive the people to support the monks of the Shi family to build temples in the temple. The momentum is as strong as a prairie fire.

In fact, there were endless voices in the court opposing the spread of the Dharma, but they were suppressed. The typical representative should be Nie Zhiyuan. Because of his opposition to spreading the Dharma, he wrote a letter to the emperor. Unexpectedly, he was directly sent from the magistrate to the ninth-rank magistrate. Now even the magistrate cannot be made, and he has fallen into a prisoner...

The emperor's attitude was unprecedentedly determined, and the frequency of black shirt guards was unprecedentedly dense. People were caught, beaten, and killed people everywhere. The tension of black clouds hitting the city and destroying the city began to cover the entire Tiantong Dynasty. The rain was coming and it was about to break out.

Due to inconvenient transportation, information blocking, and changes in the situation, Chen Jianchen did not know much about it, but he had already seen a look at the cat in the pit.

Troubled times are really coming...

In this way, Zhejiang is still holding a competition for the world's number one talent, but I don't know if it was the peace before the storm or the whitewashing of peace.

"Everyone, please stay here. Rong Laofu will tell you the rules of today's poetry competition."

After entering the tower, the tower gate was locked up and everyone stayed on the first floor. I heard the judges say that the rules are today. The three judges are quite famous and are all older than huāa. They are all old-level figures in the literary world, highly respected, and are all famous poets of the current world.

Chen Jianchen only learned about their identities last night. They all became famous for decades and were very famous in Zhejiang and even the entire dynasty. It is said that they did not become officials in their lives, but chose to be leisurely scholars and officials, expressing their love for the mountains and rivers. This way, they can also increase their reputation in the literary world.

The teacher who spoke at this moment was named Su and his courtesy name was Chunqiu. He was good at writing the Five Essays. However, he was a great poet who published three collections of poems, and he was also called "Su Five Essays".

"Today's poetry competition is mainly divided into three levels. The first level is on the first floor. Those who pass the level can climb up. The second level will be set on the ninth floor: Only those who can pass the second level can climb to the top of this tower and meet the challenges of the third level."

"However, to add, as long as you can complete the second level, the students will be qualified for tomorrow, that is, the last day of the time-writing competition. Okay, what you should say is almost finished, and I will give the question to host the first level of today's poetry.

After saying that, he stood at the entrance of the tower and swept down majesticly. Everyone stood silently, quietly hanging their hands.

Mr. Su stroked his beard with satisfaction and said leisurely: "I have been good at the Five Great Poems in my life, so I use this as a genre. Well, you can take out the four treasures of the study first and prepare."

There was a rustling sound, and thirty student representatives immediately took out the four treasures of the study from the book basket.

Because there are no tables and chairs in the tower, paper is directly spread on the ground. The floors in the tower are paved with neat bricks, so they are very flat.

Using the ground as the desk, grinding the ink and holding the pen in hand, this is the first time I have experienced it. I am nervous and a little fresh.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Mr. Su continued: "Now that spring is shining brightly and all huās are blooming. You should write a poem immediately, and the time is within ten steps. But everyone should pay attention that except for the title, there should not be any huā name in the poem, or even the word huā itself, otherwise it would be a violation and no achievements can be expressed."

Ten steps, write a poem, five wise masterpieces, with the title of huā, but the word "huā" must not appear in the poem. This requirement is high but not too high, but not much lower. The time limit of ten steps alone is enough to block a group of people under the tower.

"Start now, one..."

Since Mr. Su was a judge, he was of course able to complete the timing work. He immediately began to take steps and walked from one side of the tower to the other side.

The word "one" was released, and all the student representatives immediately frowned and thought, ready to start writing.

"Hey, that's all."

After listening to Mr. Su’s title, Zheng Shuliang smiled, pondered for a moment, and soon wrote a poem on the five masterpieces in a blink of an eye.

"six……"

At this time, Mr. Su had only taken six steps.

Zheng Dacaizi put down his pen and ink very freely and blew on the paper. He just regretted that the rules did not allow him to hand in the paper in advance, otherwise he would definitely win the championship and stand out.

He looked around with some smugness... In fact, it was mainly to look at Chen Jianchen over there. After seeing him, he couldn't help but make a move. He saw Chen Jianchen sitting there motionless, just like an old monk entering into a state of meditation, and he put down the pen and ink in his hand at some point. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have entered this state very early.

Could it be that he wrote a poem faster than himself?

How is this possible?

Zheng Shuliang was shocked and suspicious, and he really couldn't believe that the other party would pass him soon. Could it be that Chen Jianchen had known the test questions long ago and was prepared...

No, there is no reason to make this.

If you leak the test questions, it is a serious crime of beheading in the dynasty. Once you are reported and found out, you will not only be ruined, but also lose your reputation. Therefore, whether it is a formal imperial examination or a private competition, the questioner will make three words and make sure that the test questions will not be known to others.

"Ten! Time is up, stop writing!,.

Mr. Su stopped and stood still. He glanced down and put down the pens in his hands. Several of them had not completed their poems. He was very unwilling to give up when he put them on, but he did not dare to go against the judges' wishes.

"Collection!"

With a command, the two assistant teachers who were assisting in the assessment immediately walked down and put away all the papers.

Thirty pieces of paper were stacked on one piece and it was not very thick. Mr. Su held it in his hand and immediately reviewed it. When he saw that it had not finished writing, he immediately threw it aside.

The paper floated down, and needless to say, the owner of the paper pen and ink also landed down.

Mr. Su was quite devoted when he was judged, frowned, laughed, and made a statement of appreciation.

Without a cup of tea, all the poems were reviewed. Only ten people entered the pass, and they wrote comments one by one in the blank space next to the corresponding poems. Then he instructed the assistants to paste the ten poems onto the wall of the tower for everyone to watch.

As soon as they finished, everyone immediately crowded over, looking at whether they had passed the test. They looked urgent, as if they were watching the imperial examination list. However, Zheng Shuliang, the three talents of Suihan, and Chen Jianchen all stood still. When their eyes met, strange emotions immediately impacted each other, as if there were invisible sword lights and sword shadows, in confrontation.

Looking at the calm five people, Boss Su was appreciative and waved his hand to signal the assistant to read out the list of ten people who passed the test.

The assistant did not dare to neglect, so he read it out with the list. In fact, even if he didn't read it, it was nothing, because the ten poems posted and the signatures in the blank spaces clearly told everyone who passed the test.

There is no doubt that Zheng Shuliang is in charge, all three talented men in Suhan are shortlisted, and several others are also Chen Jianchen.

Hearing Chen Jianchen's name, Zheng Shuliang couldn't help but twitch his heart, and then remembered the speed faster than him. This fact forced him to re-examine Chen Jianchen.

After a while, Mr. Su announced that all the student representatives who were eliminated were to leave and not stay in the tower. In the end, there were only ten people left, and the space was free of charge.

At this time, Zheng Shuliang and others could no longer hold back and walked over to read the poems of other people posted, and they had to read them for comparison.

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature, and everyone has it.

"The breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the clear lu brushes the red room: the middle pond is green, and waits for me to shine red."

These are the five masterpieces that Chen Jianchen wrote: "Ode to Furong".

From the perspective of conception, this poem is not good, but it is undoubtedly a fresh and pleasant well-made poem. It is a rule of yun, and it is used to pass the first level without any problem.

This is enough.

After reading this poem, the three talented men in the cold and year looked at each other and their faces became a little solemn. After seeing each other, they went to see Zheng Shuliang's face at the same time, but saw that Zheng Shuliang was surprisingly normal and natural, and seemed to have no concern at all.

"Okay, you can go up. I'm old and weak, just wait below."

Today, the three judges were divided into different departments and had arrangements, so there was no need to review them together.

Outside the tower, leaders of various academies and students of the students were waiting for the results to come out. The three butlers saw Yingning sitting aside and immediately came over and said, "Brother, how are you thinking?"

Yingning replied angrily: "What are you considering?"

"Leave your son and come to Zheng Guogong Mansion. Follow your shabby young master and have no future. I can guarantee that your son will definitely be the first to come out of the tower in a while."

Yingning smiled and asked, "What can you guarantee?"

"you……"

Zhang San was a little stunned by the question, and he didn't dare to say a harsh word of "taking a guarantee for the head" to stop his retreat. At this moment, the tower gate opened and twenty eliminated student representatives walked out dejectedly. The third butler immediately opened his eyes wide and wanted to see a Chen Jianchen, but to his disappointment, no matter how he looked, he did not see Chen Jianchen.

whee!

Yingning's laughter was as clear and clean as a wind chime, but when Zhang San heard it, he became irritated for no reason. (To be continued!).
Chapter completed!