Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 35
Zhao Wujiang looked arrogant, since he wanted to force me, he simply made a show of it.

"The wind gusted the sky and the high monkey wailed, and Nagisa Qingsha and the white bird flew back.

The boundless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in!
Master Zhu, is this poem written by me, or by Cui Anshan? "

"This" Minister of the Ministry of Officials couldn't believe it, how could someone blurt out a poem?

The poems recited from Zhao Wujiang's mouth are perfect in rhyme and rhyme, and a sense of vastness and bleakness rushes towards his face.

The candidates present were dumbfounded and horrified, before they woke up from the shock, Zhao Wujiang spoke again.

"The Yellow River comes west to conquer Kunlun, and thousands of miles roars to touch the dragon's gate."

"Who hasn't seen the ancient history, but now sees the ancients who have made great achievements and famous places."

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Zhao Wujiang kept reciting famous lines, his expression became more and more free and easy.

Wang Yifang's face was full of excitement, his eyes were filled with admiration, and he kept writing in his hand, copying the poems Zhao Wujiang recited.

how come?
how come?
The Minister of the Ministry of Officials' complexion became paler, and traces of remorse grew from the bottom of his heart.

Zhu Chengxiao stood up with difficulty, his expression extremely astonished.

The eyes of the poor students are full of brilliance, looking at Zhao Wujiang is like watching a fairy in a poem, like being intoxicated.

On the side of the noble boy, his expression changed. At first he was in disbelief, but now he was full of admiration, powerlessness, horror and many other emotions.

Zhao Wujiang let out a loud roar, wanton and wild, and he walked towards the terrified official servant.

"Tell me that I have no talent to show my head, and see how I end up? Listen,

Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day, soaring up to [-] miles! "

The servant of the official department looked at the arrogance and disdain in Zhao Wujiang's eyes, his chest tightened and his breathing became short of breath.

Zhao Wujiang wondered if he should forcefully implant a memory into this guy, so that he will be cowardly when he sees him in the future, so as not to disgust him every day.

But as soon as the object is locked, the sound of the system can be heard.

【Ding!The system determines that the other party is a person with an ugly mood and cannot be implanted]

[The host please use violence to control violence. 】

Uh... People with an ugly mood can't be implanted?
Doesn't that mean I can't kill these villains directly, I can only be tough?
Forget it, just be tough.

"After the rain, the stream sweeps over the embankment, I just watch the village boy Xie Wanqing."

Zhao Wujiang stared at the bewildered face of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and finally said: "The bamboo horse staggered to Nao,...fuck you."

"You! Zhao Wujiang, you scolded me!"

"So what if I scold you, I want to beat you!"

Zhao Wujiang slapped the old servant's face with his backhand, causing his official hat to fall off and his hair disheveled.

The official minister's cheeks were swollen, he was extremely ashamed and angry, his body was shaking like chaff, and he pointed at Zhao Wujiang tremblingly:
"You dare to hit me! Junior, you are only a sixth-rank secretary, how dare you hit me!"

"Old man, I not only dare to hit you, I dare to cut you!"

Zhao Wujiang made a gesture to draw the guard's long sword, and the official servant rolled over in fright.

Everyone present was stunned, and saw Zhao Wujiang's wild and unruly side again.

This kid can deal with him, he really dares to do something if something happens. Wang Yifang hugged Zhao Wujiang, and persuaded him: "Brother Zhao, forget it, this old bastard is a fourth-rank official after all, he can't be killed now."

Doctor Yushi shivered and retreated far away, and kept persuading: "Master Zhao, we are all colleagues, harmony makes money and anger makes money, you put down the sword, put down and let's talk."

The Minister of Rites had a complex expression, and he also tried to persuade him.

Zhao Wujiang exhaled lightly, "Endure the calm for a while, take a step back... the more you think about it, the more angry you get!"

Only then did Wang Yifang let go of Zhao Wujiang, as soon as he let go, Zhao Wujiang rushed forward to the servant of the official department, Wang Yifang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Zhao Wujiang, he fell to the ground, his hands were still tightly hugging Zhao Wujiang's thigh .

Seeing Zhao Wujiang's ferocity and unwillingness to give up, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials trembled like chaff, and the hot liquid from his lower body trembled and flowed out.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wujiang snorted, and then gave up.

This is a ruthless person. Everyone thought to themselves and couldn't help shivering.

They all looked at Zhao Wujiang with a trace of fear, except for one person: Zhu Chengxiao.

He was also slapped by Zhao Wujiang, Zhao Wujiang's strength of a martial artist of the seventh rank, he had not fully recovered from the slap, and his brain was buzzing.

Zhu Chengxiao was furious. His father was the owner of the No. [-] restaurant in Chang'an, and he had known many dignitaries and dignitaries. His second uncle was the servant of the Ministry of Officials.

"Zhao Wujiang!"

Zhu Chengxiao ignored the candidates who rushed forward to warn him, and roared again:

"What's the use of you reciting so many poems? This can only prove that you wrote those poems just now? It can't prove that Qingping Diao was written by you! You have no discipline and lawlessness, and you openly beat the officials of the court. I will report it to you." Your Majesty!"

But at this moment, a high-pitched voice resounded through the audience.

"The Holy Spirit has spoken!"

"The Holy Spirit has spoken!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw a young eunuch with a feminine appearance walking quickly, it was Xiao Yuzi.

Everyone knelt down in unison, Xiao Yuzi spread out his handwriting, and recited the oral order of Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi.

"During the Tang Dynasty, I want to follow the example of the late emperor and strive to govern and recruit talents.

All the examinees took the official examination, Qiu Wei of the prefectures and counties, and went to the door of Shangshu Province to take part in the final scientific examination.

May you all be able to sway your pen and ink to your heart's content and display your talents and ambitions.

I appointed four invigilators to supervise the officials of the imperial examinations and maintain the integrity of the imperial examinations.

Invigilator Zhao Wujiang, I appreciate it very much!
He wrote two poems in the palace, one "Qingping Diao" and the other "Recalling the Present".

"Qing Ping Diao" is spread among the public, and everyone in Chang'an likes it, but I like "Recalling the Present" even more. Every time I read it, my heart is surging.

On the day of the imperial examination today, I will share this "Recalling the Present" which describes the prosperous Tang Dynasty with you. "

There was another uproar!
The emperor's oral order directly pointed out that "Qingping Diao" was written by Zhao Wujiang!
Zhu Chengxiao was shaking like a sieve, his face was pale, no matter how stubborn he is now, it's useless!

Cui Anshan!
How dare you lie to me, bastard!

He was short of breath, like an erupting volcano, and now he wanted to peel Cui Anshan and cramp.

(End of this chapter)