The predecessor who was scumbag by me was the emperor

Shen Jia followed suit, and then entered the intense competition. He wanted the house, not only because he needed it, but also because he didn't want to lose face in front of his ex-boyfriend.

He made a poem by himself and read it silently. He didn't even notice it. Since he was learning ancient prose, he had been concentrating on the exams. It is basically impossible to have artistic conception and depth if you can do neat words and sentences.

Hey, fortunately, we still have 5000 years of cultural summaries. We can always remember a few poems of Tang and Song Dynasties. The one that Shen Jia impressed the most coincides with today's theme.

He wrote this song "After Enrolling in the Imperial College", "The past is so dirty that it is not enough to boast, but now the debauchery has no limit, the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day."

After finishing writing, I felt that the font was not suitable for the artistic conception of the poem, so I asked for another blank paper and wrote it again in cursive.

For the examination paper score, Shen Jia usually practiced most of the cursive style, but sometimes it was too slow to copy notes, so he slowly practiced cursive, even his teacher praised it, saying that this cursive hand is very good. With personality, it can show the elegant and casual style.

Shen Jia didn't dare to say, she just wrote too hastily and willfully, as long as she can understand it.

"Shen Zhuangyuan has finished writing?" Zhao Zhang asked him meaningfully when he saw him put down his pen.

Shen Jia wanted to roll his eyes, don't think he couldn't hear the mood of this doggy man wanting to see him make a fool of himself, he handed the paper to the little eunuch at the side, bowed to the emperor and said, "Return to the emperor, I have indeed finished writing."

"Bring it up."

The little eunuch respectfully held the Zhuangyuan Lang's calligraphy and handed it to Director Du, who checked it back and forth before handing it to the emperor.

Zhao Zhang's mouth twitched when he saw the familiar wild cursive in his hand. Shen Jia once said that if you want to practice amazing calligraphy, regular script and running script are too standard. Only cursive script can do whatever you want. "Have a strong character", even if you don't understand it, you have to praise "has a personality".

Zhao Zhang's eyes hurt from reading it, and the writing was really good. He understood the poem half-guessed and half-read, and didn't know how to adjust his mood for a while.

"The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day." Zhao Zhang glanced at Shen Jia.

However, the emperor was in a bad mood today, not wanting to see Shen Jiahao, so he threw the paper to the eunuch at the side, and said in a deep voice, "What is written here? I can't understand it."

The corner of Shen Jia's mouth twitched, and she stood up to admit her mistake honestly: "The student is frivolous, so I will write a new one."

Before he could get back the manuscript, Xu Shoufu had already asked for it to pass, stroked his beard and read it word by word, and shouted: "Okay! It's so well written!"

Qin Zhangyuan took another look at Shen Jia. No one would dislike such a handsome and outstanding young man. To be the number one scholar means that he is knowledgeable. He asked for manuscript paper to read, wondering what poems this future subordinate could write.

Xu Shoufu intends to marry Zhuangyuan Lang, and it is normal for him to have partiality.

Qin Zhangyuan saw the flamboyant handwriting at a glance. He had seen the test papers of Shen Jia's general examination and palace examination, and knew that he had written a hand-crafted Guange style, even if he wrote memorials, it was very beautiful. This handwriting is completely opposite to it, like People who have been suppressed for a long time release their nature.

It is said that handwriting is like a person, Shen Jia can write this handwriting, obviously he will not be a poor scholar who follows the rules.

There were only a few words in a poem, and Qin Zhangyuan finished it after taking a few breaths. After reading it, he burst into tears: "Good! You really deserve to be the number one scholar!"

Lord Kang of Guozijian Jijiu is also a well-known scholar in the Jin Dynasty. He tilted his head and glanced at it. When he saw the handwriting, he subconsciously glanced at Shen Jia. After reading the poem, he thought that this was the high-spirited number one scholar and the year of the crown. What I made, I just feel that the poem is like the person.

Shen Jia is talented and handsome, young and energetic, riding horses through the streets, seeing all the flowers in Chang'an, this is his glory, and it is also his state of mind at this moment, no one will feel bad.

The rest of the students handed in their poems one after another, with Shen Jia Zhuyu in front, the three adults always felt that the poems of others were a little less flavorful, so they naturally named Shen Jia as the first name.

The second place in the list, Zhou Yanzhi, proposed to read the poems of Zhuangyuan Lang, and the Qin Zhangyuan selected a few good poems and handed them to the young eunuch, who asked him to read them in public.

After Zhou Yanzhi claimed to be famous, he passed down his poems and books to his family, and he started to hold a pen from the beginning of eating. He is 25 years old this year. He thinks he is rich in learning, and no one can match him. However, this year there is Shen Jia, who is younger than him, and he repeatedly beats him. , forcibly took away his light.

The little eunuch's voice was soft and melodious. Many civil servants closed their eyes and savored the good works. When they heard the poems they liked, they cheered and applauded. The atmosphere was strong.

"The title of the gold list is Mo Shangxin, this year is the same as last spring..." Naturally, the second place in the list is not bad in literary talent, plus the outstanding family background, all the officials applauded.

"The Holy Majesty welcomes new Jinshi, and the people deserve good officials..." Tanhualang's ideological awareness is also very high, no wonder the emperor made an exception to call it, and with his relationship with the emperor, as long as he does not rebel, he will have a bright future in the future .

"...The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day." After listening to Shen Jia's poem, everyone admired it even more.

It has nothing to do with anything else, just by reading this poem, you can understand the mood of Zhuangyuan Lang today. Thinking back when I was in the list back then, I must have felt the same mood, right?

The old ministers were recalling the past, the young civil servants felt ashamed, and even Zhou Yanzhi couldn't say "not good".

He glanced at Zhuangyuan Lang at the next table, and found that his smile was not very bright, and there was no smile in his eyes, as if he was not the one who wrote the poem just now.

He secretly said "hypocrisy", this Zhuzi must have suppressed his excitement and dared not show it, pretending to be modest and cautious, showing duplicity!

Xu Shoufu passed the ranking to the emperor, "The emperor, the minister and the three of them agreed that Shen Jiazhi's work can win the first place, and I ask the emperor to decide."

Zhao Zhang's carelessness will not be shown on the surface. Since he is the first name elected by everyone, he will naturally not regret it.

When the poems of the old ministers were selected, half of the Qionglin Banquet was over. The sumptuous food and wine were served on the table one by one, and there were many officials who came to toast Shen Jia. His calligraphy is more of a friendship.

Shen Jia didn't refuse anyone who came, and she couldn't refuse, she poured down the wine one after another, she didn't fully wake up from the wine last night, but now it's all right, after more than a dozen glasses, she has already started to drift.

Seeing the emperor looking at Shen Jia from time to time, Mr. Du frowned, trying to figure out the sacred meaning and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to serve Shen Zhuangyuan sober up? This feast has just begun, it's not good to be drunk."

Zhao Zhang sneered: "He drinks as much as he likes, who cares?"

Director Du could hear the elements of anger from this sentence. He was very sure that the emperor and Shen Zhuangyuan had known each other for a long time, otherwise it would be impossible to say such close words.

Director Du said cautiously: "Shen Zhuangyuan is young and ignorant. He is very innocent when he first entered the officialdom. He never refuses anyone who comes. The slave looks at you adults on purpose. He is today's protagonist and a disciple of the Son of Heaven. The slave feels distressed when he sees him. "

The corner of Zhao Zhang's mouth curled slightly, and he said in a cold voice, "Director Du sometimes misreads, but this number one scholar is far from being innocent. Don't worry about him. I want to see how long he can last."