Nightwatcher Chapter 32: 2 poems

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"Guess the question?"

Xu Erlang asked in confusion, but he was very clever and immediately understood what Xu Qi'an meant.

I poured a cup of hot water for my eldest brother and put on a coat for himself. Xu Xinnian sat on a chair and said, "No, several great scholars in the college have already helped us. "

After the establishment of the Imperial College, the thoughts of the students were imprisoned in the Four Books and Five Classics. The spirit of the predecessors was lost. The absence of poems and poems was one of the aftereffects.

But there is also an advantage, that is, it is easier to bet.

The so-called imperial test is actually the same operation as Xu Qi'an's previous teacher knocking on the blackboard to draw the key points. Due to the limited scope and answering method, the imperial examination paper can be "predicted" to a certain extent.

In addition to charging questions, there is also a show operation-buying questions.

The operation that is more confusing than buying a question is "default".

The so-called default, this type of people can pass the customs smoothly and become a tribute even if they don’t make good shit.

The specific operation is to buy through the chief examiner, and discuss in advance how to "password". For example, the end of the first line is "Old", the end of the second line is "Iron", and the fourth, fifth, and sixth lines are "666".

When the examiner saw it, he knew that this was his own.

Puzzling names and copying cannot prevent such cheating.

Xu Qi'an heard of these sao operations from Wei Yuan. After listening to it, he said that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.

Unfortunately, the behavior of the examiner was not considered. Xu Xinnian was a student of Yunlu Academy. He was destined to miss the top pick, second place, or even the top one.

Before meeting Zhong Li, Xu Qi'an only thought about how to help Erlang make a cheat sheet, and hide from the proctored bugler. After racking my brains, I thought of a way to copy the article on Tintin.

This method was inspired by sand sculpture netizens in the past life. I remember someone bragging about themselves on the Internet, saying that a woman saw him engraved with a "Zhi" and suspected that it was the name of his ex-girlfriend.

The anger sinks in Dantian, and after a pillar of the sky, it turned out to be "*, *".

Although it is an unreliable boast, Xu Qi'an has a sense of substitution... These are not important, but the important thing is that the above operations can be done by Erlang.

He just needs to use his cultivation base to say: My Diao Chan... and then he can write a five-hundred-word essay on it.

The examiner will never find out.

But with Erlang's arrogance, he wouldn't do it if he was killed..........Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, "What about the poetry?"

Xu Xinnian frowned and answered: "Poetry is not considered, I am not good at poetry."

His exam preparation focuses on policy questions and scriptures. Of course, other students are the same. Poetry stuff can only be said to be free.

"Be prepared, brother came here just to guess the poems." Xu Qi'an said.

"How is the big brother going to guess?"

"The lottery." Xu Qi'an smiled mysteriously.

........

"Mother, I want to eat oranges."

In the interlinked interior, Xiaodouding walked out in a loose coat.

"What oranges to eat at night, and I don't need any more teeth. The oranges are in the hall. Go out and get them by yourself." The aunt is upset about the future of her son.

Xiao Douding went out without a word. She finished eating oranges in the corridor outside, and went back to the house to doze contentedly.

Second uncle and aunt continued to discuss Xu Erlang's future, and after speaking, aunt regretted why he sent Xu Xinnian to Yunlu Academy.

Erlang has been a genius since he was a child, and he has a good memory. When Yunlu College enrolled students, Ershu Xu took his son to Qingyun Mountain for the exam, and he passed the exam.

"It would have been great if it had been sent to the Imperial College." The aunt said annoyed.

"Women's opinion, Yunlu Academy is the orthodox Confucianism." Xu Ershu hummed.

..........

Xu Xinnian cut a piece of rice paper into a dozen small squares, wrote "flowers, birds, fish and insects" and other themes on them, and then swiped them at will.

"Brother, come on."

Xu Xinnian felt that his eldest brother was making a fool of himself, but seeing that he was so enthusiastic, it was hard to refuse. I just want to quickly get rid of the annoying big brother so he can sleep well.

I want to see if my eldest brother can compose poems on the spot, and he can also enjoy his eye addiction.

Xu Qi'an closed his eyes and grabbed it casually.

"Two?"

Xu Xinnian found that his eldest brother had grabbed two pieces of paper.

"Two for two, and one more as a spare."

Xu Qi'an said, unfolding the note, which read "Ying Zhi" and "Patriotic".

Xu New Year looked at Big Brother with some expectation.

"I will think about it, and I will give it to you tomorrow." Xu Qi'an scratched his head.

Farewell to Xu New Year and went back to his room. Xu Qi'an lit the candle, sat at the table, looked up at the room beam, and said:

"Aren't you a prophet, can't you directly predict Chunwei's topic?"

A woman with disheveled hair lying on the beam of the room, wearing a simple linen gown, replied: "The prophet must know how to keep secrets. I am not a lucky person. Once the Chunwei exam questions are leaked, I might die tomorrow. Dao Xiao."

"I'm protecting you, didn't Jianzheng say that I am a lucky person." Xu Qi'an urged.

"Since you are a lucky person, the question of your lottery must be Chunwei's exam question." Zhong Li said lightly: "Why should I take a risk."

It makes sense.... Xu Qi'an asked again: "Then why don't you let me guess the policy and the classics?"

"The more single, the easier it is to guess right." Zhong Li said.

Xu Qi'an didn't speak any more, searching his stomach thinking about the poems he had in middle and high school. Even after so many years, some poems are still clearly printed in his mind.

Of course, he can't remember the classical Chinese and the long poems, or he can't remember them all, such as Li Bai's will toast, but only remembers a few sentences "The water of the Yellow River is coming from the sky".

But a poem like "Chun Xiao", he estimated that he would never forget it to death.

"Yingzhi is probably most famous for Cao Cao's turtles, but considering Emperor Yuan Jing's longing for longevity, writing this poem might be disgusted by Emperor Yuan Jing.

"There are a lot of patriotic poems, but the patriotic poems in my memory were all born when the country broke down and the family died. What iron horses came to their dreams, what country broke through the mountains and rivers, and what business women did not know the hatred of the country.. ..... It's difficult."

In the second half of the night, Xu Qian was sleeping soundly, and suddenly heard a muffled sound, followed by a moaning moan from an unlucky woman.

He woke up suddenly, and subconsciously stayed in the saber by the bed.

"Sorry, I fell..." Zhong Li said, enduring the pain.

Can this fall? You are a fifth-grade warlock anyway...Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched, and he let out a long suffocating breath: "It's okay, this is also part of bad luck?"

"It's not bad. If I wasn't by your side, I would break my leg directly."

The five disciples of the Supervisor said in a plain tone: "It's okay, I'm used to it anyway."

After speaking, she stood up in silence and walked to the door: "I will meditate outside and not disturb your sleep."

"......" Xu Qi'an watched her leave and closed the door.

Turned over and continued to sleep, but the door opened again and Zhong Li returned.

"Huh?"

Xu Qi'an gave a hum, expressing his confusion and dissatisfaction.

Zhong Li whispered: "I don't know who is wicked. He threw the orange peel in the corridor. I accidentally stepped on and fell and broke my head. I think it's safer to be in the house." /

Can orange peels slip? It's miserable... Xu Qi'an was suddenly full of sympathy.

..........

The next day, it was still dark.

Xu Mansion was brightly lit, and her aunt stared at the dark circles under her eyes. She personally helped Xu Erlang pack up pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other test items, as well as the cakes, steamed buns, jerky and water eaten in the test room.

"Mother, you don't need to bring so much food, you only have to take the exam for one day, and you will come out at dusk." Seeing his mother kept squeezing food, Xu Xinian stopped him.

There are three tests, one test is one day, and each test is three days apart, which lasts for nine days.

After making preparations, Xu Pingzhi took his wife, daughter, and nephew to send Xu New Year to Gongyuan.

Xu Qi'an and Xu Pingzhi were carrying lanterns, one after the other. Not long after, the family arrived at Gongyuan. The outside of Gongyuan was crowded with students taking the exam. There were dozens of officers and soldiers on both sides of the street to maintain order and hold high torches.

"Erlang, this is a poem written by my eldest brother, and it will be burned as soon as I read it." Xu Qi'an handed over the two notes.

Xu Xinnian took it quietly, unfolded quietly, after watching for a long time, almost didn't understand...The characters written by the elder brother, especially the kid, are unique.

Good poem!

But Xu Xinnian still sighed in his heart.

If he can really guess the question, he may shine.

After Xu Xinnian took the note, he tore up the paper and was about to say goodbye to his family, when he suddenly heard someone chanting the Buddha's name not far away.

Looking back, it was a burly big bald head with his hands clasped together, showing him a secretive smile.

Do I know him.... Doubts flashed in Xu Xinnian's heart, but a polite smile returned.

The big bald head nodded slightly and turned to leave.

..........

Watching Erlang line up to go to the tribute courtyard, aunts and Lingyue proposed to return to the house to make up their sleep, and Xu Lingyin proposed to go to Guiyue Tower for breakfast.

Xu Lingyin's proposal was unanimously ignored.

Xu Qi'an was worried about Zhong Li in the mansion, for fear that she would have passed away when she returned later.

When returning home, Dongfang Weixi.

Xu Qi'an pushed open the door, and saw Zhong Li sitting on the ground with a disheveled hair, unable to see his facial features.

Why does this woman always wear loose hair, and I don’t know how long it looks like... Jianzheng’s disciples feel weird, but it’s the most normal foodie girl... Xu Qianqing He cleared his throat and said:

"You don't have to hide, I can introduce you to your family."

"This will bring bad luck to your family. There will be no big troubles, but small troubles continue." Zhong Li said: "Due luck affects the people around them all the time, and they can avoid it if they don't know my existence. ."

Forget it.

It's still far away from Mao Shi. Xu Qi'an was about to vomit for a while, but suddenly there was a palpitating heart. This is because someone bubbling in the chat group on Earth Books.

"Can you turn it over?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"Okay." Zhong Li turned around obediently and meditated with his back to him.

It's inconvenient to have one more person........ Only then did Xu Qi'an take out the fragments of the ground book, and read the book by the light of the candle.

【Two: I plan to go to Beijing. 】

The first to respond to Li Miaozhen, who turned out to be Taoist Jin Lian who rarely bubbed: [Nine: Is the suppression of bandits over? 】

The suppression of bandits is over? Brother Chun and they should also be back...Xu Qi'an was overjoyed.

【Second: Yes, Daoist Chief, Number One, you haven't given me information about the younger generation of disciples in the Anthropology. 】

At the beginning, she exchanged information about the Yunzhou case with No.1, hoping to get from No.1 the best among the disciples of the Renzong generation, but No.1 was inexplicably silent for a long time.

To this day, the promise is still not fulfilled.

A few minutes later, the No.1 handbook came over, a large section of the handbook: [The disciples of the Renzong generation are not strong, and the highest "Jingchen" is only at the seventh stage, but there is one person , I don’t know if it is a younger generation. 】

【Two: What character and how is his cultivation level. 】

【1: This person is a scholar, who was the number one scholar in Yuanjing 27th year, and he suddenly resigned in 29th year Yuanjing became a white body. He and Luo Yuheng's senior brother Lingyun Daoist were also teachers and friends, and he was able to teach Renzong Sword Technique and Heart Sutra.

[This person is extremely talented. After three years of abandoning the text and repairing the sword, he stepped into the realm of swordsmanship and then challenged Jin Gong Chen Kaitai. After the fiasco, he wandered away and was hailed as the number one swordsman in Beijing by Wei Yuan.

【He and Lingyun Daochang do not have the name of a teacher and apprentice, but they have the truth of a teacher and apprentice. 】

He was born as a scholar, abandoned literature and cultivated swords, and was the number one swordsman in Beijing. He had a real mentor and apprenticeship with the master of the human sect.........what is going on with this strong sense of sight? Xu Qi'an was taken aback for a moment. After pondering, he thought of someone, but he felt too absurd.

At this time...

[Four: Oh, I have returned to Beijing. 】

"Sure enough, it's him, Daoist Jin Lian is going to do something. Knowing that the two sects of heaven and human are incompatible with water and fire, I have to pull them into the fragments of the earth book together." Xu Qi'an muttered.

It’s interesting. No. 4 and No. 2 are going to Beijing to tear up... Wait, if it’s just Li Miaozhen coming to the capital, I’m confident that I can handle it. Explained.

Furthermore, Li Miaozhen and I have died socially, so they won't be too entangled with each other.

If No. 4 also comes to Beijing...

Xu Qi'an's face changed.

At this moment, the 5th also bubbled up: [What a coincidence, I will also leave Nanjiang to travel in the capital tomorrow. When I get to the capital, everyone will drink together. 】

Xu Qi'an: "???"

What's going on, why is the number five coming to Beijing too, with the IQ of the number five, the number four and the number two must not be assured that she will be alone ~ IndoMTL.com~ then it will inevitably come to offline Nianji.

While I am in the capital, Li Miaozhen knows my true identity...

No, I have to let Jiro carry this pot.

[One: What do you do in Beijing on the 5th? 】

【Five: Traveling. 】

Li Miaozhen suppressed his consternation and added the topic: [2: On the fifth, you remember not to reveal your identity as the Gu clan, Dafeng people hate the Gu clan. The rivers and lakes are sinister, even if you are entrapped, if the government knows your Gu clan identity, it will probably ignore it.

[In the eyes of many inferior rivers and lakes, it is only natural to take any measures against Gu people. 】

In the Shanhaiguan Campaign that year, the southern Xinjiang barbarians formed an alliance with the northern barbarians, and they were opposed to Dafeng. In addition, in recent years, the southern Xinjiang barbarians often harassed the Dafeng border in order to regain lost ground.

The two sides have been grieving for a long time.

The Gu tribe in southern Xinjiang is also in the scope of the "Southern Xinjiang Barbarian".

Lina thought for a while and felt that she was neither afraid of poison nor force, and there was nothing to be afraid of. But since No. 2 is so enthusiastic to remind, she passed the book and thanked:

[Ok, I will pay attention. 】

Next, Li Miaozhen said: [No. 4, although we are both members of the Heaven and Earth Society, the Zongmen’s grievances should be put first. When we meet, I will not show mercy. 】

[Four: Life and death conceited. 】

This........ Everyone is a group of friends, there is no need to do this. Xu Qi said with a heart.

At the end of the chat with the group of friends, Xu Qi'an took back the fragments of the ground book, looked up, and glanced at Zhong Li with his back to him.

Is it the bad luck that this woman brought me...I'd better ask the supervisor to return the goods...

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PS: Until now, I finally finished a chapter. The typo will be corrected tomorrow and sleep first.