Daqin: I went into a fugue with a sword and was exposed by the gold list

"It's just that there is no evidence for it. If there is no fair referee, wouldn't I suffer a bit!"

Ying Han looked at the literati present here, all of them were afraid of the influence of Li You and his father Li Si, even if he wrote well, he would be unlucky if he was manipulated in the dark.

Li You stood up, pointed at Ying Han and said, "Boy, I think you're just scared. It's better to admit defeat earlier, it's better."

"How about letting the old man be the referee for this competition?"

A majestic voice came from outside the door, and all the guests in the hall were attracted by this voice.

I saw a hale and hearty old man walking into the cabinet step by step with steady steps.

As soon as the people seated saw the figure of this person, they immediately stood up nervously, and shouted loudly: "I have seen Mr. Shoufu."

Seeing Zhang Shoufu's arrival, Fan Ruoruo walked over with small steps, bent down and saluted, "Teacher, you are here."

This person is Zhang Juzheng, the chief assistant of the Great Qin Dynasty. It is said that in the literary world, only Confucian scholars today can compete with him.

"This written test will be judged by the old man, can you two agree?"

Zhang Juzheng glanced solemnly at Li You next to him, and then stopped on Ying Han for a long time, "Huh? I feel like I've seen this person somewhere before."

Ying Han paced forward, saluted respectfully, and said, "Master Shoufu presides over justice. Naturally, it is safe."

Fan Ruoruo helped Zhang Juzheng to rest in the back room of the pavilion, then rang the bell in the center and said, "If that's the case, let's start."

As the bell rang, all the literati picked up their brushes and began to show their literary talent.

Ying Han roughly glanced around, basically all of them were hard at writing, and then checked the time, there were still two hours left.

"Alright, you can take a nap first, after all, you didn't sleep all night last night."

After finishing speaking, Ying Han lay down on the table and fell asleep, and the way he slept caused ridicule from everyone around him.

"Look at him, he can fall asleep at such an important time? It's really humiliating."

"Who says it's not, a stinky beggar who still wants to compare himself with Mr. Li You, I'm afraid it's a broken jar now."

For a while, some people shook their heads and sighed, while others laughed softly.

"Miss, you see he has fallen asleep. I'll wake him up."

The maid next to Fan Ruoruo seemed to be arguing for her young lady. On such an important day, she came to sleep here, she thought the Tengwang Pavilion was some kind of place.

Fan Ruoruo frowned slightly, reached out her hand to stop the maid beside her, and said in a low voice, "No, let's take another look. And it's still early before the end."

The servant girl stomped her feet beside him, not knowing why the young lady favored him so much, she suddenly had a bold idea in her heart: "Could it be that the young lady fell in love with this boy?"

Zhang Juzheng, who was at the back of the pavilion, understood the affairs of the pavilion clearly through the curtain, "It's interesting that this young man chooses to sleep at such a tense moment."

Zhang Juzheng picked up a cup of tea on the table, and took a few sips, but what made him more interested was that the boy's appearance made him feel very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a short time.

"Oh, it's too old to be dissatisfied."

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The stick of incense placed in the central hall has burned to two-thirds, and at this time Ying Han still has no signs of waking up.

This time, not only Fan Ruoruo, but also Zhang Juzheng who was behind couldn't sit still, "This kid, he really isn't going to sleep until the end."

Xie Lingyun, who was beside Ying Han, had finished answering the questions at this time, seeing that Ying Han was still awake, he felt particularly anxious.

Xie Lingyun deliberately placed the inkstone in the left corner, and then knocked the inkstone to the ground while pretending to check the paper.

"Dengdengdeng..."

The hall, which was already quiet and lonely, seemed very crisp because of the sound of the inkstone falling to the ground.

Xie Lingyun cupped his hands and apologized to the surroundings: "I'm sorry, everyone. The inkstone fell to the ground." He glanced at Ying Han from time to time to see if he woke him up.

Seeing that Ying Han was finally woken up by the sound of the inkstone, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "What happened? Is it time for dinner?"

This sentence instantly elicited roars of laughter, and everyone's eyes once again focused on Ying Han.

Fan Ruoruo next to him was even more stunned for a few seconds after hearing this sentence, and Zhang Juzheng in the back suddenly spit out the tea he just drank, "Ahem..."

Ying Han patted his head, looked around, and woke up, "I forgot I was taking a written test."

Just as Ying Han was about to answer the question, Li You, who was sitting across from him, couldn't help but sneered, "It's only 15 minutes now, do you want to write an eternal article in just 15 minutes? Hahaha."

At this moment, even Zhang Juzheng felt a little unrealistic. Even if he wrote an article full of praise within 15 minutes, it was almost impossible.

"This kid, I'm afraid I'm going to lose."

Ying Han smiled calmly, "15 minutes is enough."

Under the gaze of everyone, Ying Han quickly wrote the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" on the rice paper.

As the stick of incense in the center burned out, Fan Ruoruo shook the bell next to it again, and said softly: "Now the written test is over, everyone is not allowed to continue writing, otherwise it will be judged as cheating."

Ying Han also just wrote the last punctuation mark, and handed it to Fan Ruoruo with satisfaction.

When Fan Ruoruo saw that Ying Han had filled a piece of paper, his face was also full of shock, but more words may not be useful, the main thing is the quality.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Fan Ruoruo handed over the test papers for everyone's answers to Zhang Juzheng in the back room, and stood beside him.

Li You unknowingly came behind Ying Han, put a hand on Ying Han's shoulder, and kept mocking, "Boy, have you figured out how to get out on your knees?"

"It's better for you to think about how to go out on your knees. After all, it is rare in history for the prime minister's son to go out on his knees."

Ying Han didn't want to talk to Li You at all, and now he put all his attention on Fan Ruoruo, and couldn't help saying, "It's like the moon covered by light clouds, and the snow returned by the flowing wind."

The servant next to Li You saw that Ying Han was ignoring his master, and was about to teach Ying Han a lesson, but Li You directly stopped him, "You have crippled him now, what will I think of him later?" Get out on your knees."

At this time, Li You already felt that he had the chance to win.How can an article written in 15 minutes be compared with myself.

"The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. This sentence is too well written."

Zhang Shoufu's passionate voice suddenly came from the room, one can imagine how excited Zhang Shoufu was at this time.