With the owner of the shop coughing, the crowds of onlookers quieted down. They wanted to see what Tang Que had written, which made the expressions of the boss and Lin Xuezheng change so much. As for the orchid, who was most concerned about Tang Que, the audience was even more nervous and held their breath.

The breeze and bright moon are priceless, and the distance and nearby mountains are full of affection!

After reading these two lines of poems written by paintings, the shop owner continued to recite the scattered notes written by Tang Que without waiting for everyone to discuss:

Linquan's ambition and the partner of the mist and clouds are dreaming, and their ears and eyes are broken. Now my teacher learns from the master Zhenglin's wonderful hands and leaves it out, and does not leave the downtown area, sit in the poor springs and valleys; the sounds of apes and birds are singing, and the mountains and waters are dazzling. Isn't this satisfying, but it actually wins my heart?

After the shop owner finished reading, Tang Que had already finished writing and stopped ink. He smiled and bowed to Lin Xuezheng and said, "The teacher is the fate, I dare not refuse! Please forgive me if the dog tail is connected to the marten."

Most of the people present today can be good at writing. Although it is hard to say what they can write, because scholars read many famous ancient poems, they always have the ability to appreciate good or bad. The breeze and bright moon are priceless, and the distant mountains and rivers are all sentient beings! Not to mention this poem that can be called paintings, just recite the scattered notes, the fragrance of lips and teeth remains.

After all, they are all scholars. If you want to say that the poems and scattered not well written, no one can say such words. But if you want to praise them, the ridicule and ridicule just now is too full. If you forcefully change the tone, it will be too embarrassing. After all, you are a person who is a little interested in poetry and books. Who is not good at face?

The contrast between writing is so ugly, but the painting and paintings is so appropriate. It is too big! Or is this guy's ordinary handwriting just pretending to behave, but in fact he wants to attract more attention to his literary talent and poetry? Suppressing first and then promoting it is not only a skill in writing, but also a magic weapon for scholars to gain fame. For example, Chen Zi'ang, a talented man in Jiannan in the previous dynasty, had just played the same "popular gold to throw the piano" when he first arrived in Chang'an and quickly became famous in the imperial capital?

Because Tang Que's performance was too big, because the front was too ordinary, and the back was too amazing; also because the viewers were ridiculed too hard, it was too difficult to turn the tent at this time, so after the store owner finished reading, the shop door, which was still noisy just now, was a rare quiet outside the shop door.

In addition to feeling that it is easy to read what Tang Que wrote, Lancao, who has never been to school, can't hear the good things about this painting poem and the scattered memorials. However, although I can't hear it, I can feel it through the expressions of the people around me.

Seeing that the onlookers who were still full of sarcasm were silent at this time, especially those who criticized Tang Que as the most powerful, with a blushing embarrassment. She still didn't understand why Tang Que was so popular?

After completely letting go of the nervousness in her heart, she vomited out the breath that was tightly held and felt extremely comfortable. Only then did she realize that at some point, her tightly held hands were soaked with a layer of fine sweat. This was the early spring that had just passed the cold winter of 60s and 90s!

"You, you..." For Lin Xuezheng, the result of seeing Tang Que twice was: surprises always come too suddenly! After a long time of "you" in his mouth, he reached out and patted Tang Que's shoulder, "Are you sure that you were studying Mingjing after going to the county school?"

Before Tang Que could answer, the shop owner came over and laughed and said, "It's good to draw a poem, the master and the disciple will work together to complement each other." After saying this, the flower arrangement, he immediately turned around, "Why are you still standing there? Put it away quickly, Ouch! Be careful, you stupid thing, flatten it with a plywood before taking it..."

Hearing the shop owner's whisper, Tang Que and Lin Xuezheng looked at each other and smiled, then raised their feet and walked down. The two of them began to buzz quietly everywhere, and the crowd retreated left and right to give way.

When he passed through the crowd, Tang Que suddenly felt like he was taking office with Master Yan a few years ago. Now he shook his clothes and might even be able to fall a lot of eyes.

Seeing that everyone on both sides was paying attention to Tang Que, and some people had begun to move forward vaguely, Lin Xuezheng, who had some experience, whispered to Tang Que: "Go faster! Otherwise, you will have to be surrounded by someone."

In later generations, whether in college classes or books, Tang Que had long learned that people in the prosperous Tang Dynasty were open and enthusiastic. Unexpectedly, after traveling through recent years, he felt it in this way. However, he was unwilling to be surrounded by people to exchange greetings and ask about the origin. Now, Lin Xuezheng was accelerating his pace and the crowd came out.

Seeing that Tang Quezheng and Lin Xuezheng were together, Lancao couldn't help but smile and did not lean on it, but followed two steps behind.

"What's going on with your word?" Lin Xuezheng walked out of the crowd and did not get on the carriage waiting, but walked forward with Tang Que, "When did you arrive in the county town? Have you reported to the county school?"

"The student was in the evening and his writing was poor, which made Master Xuezheng laugh." Tang Que replied first and then continued: "I just arrived in the county town today, I originally planned to go to the county school to register tomorrow morning."

"That's right!" Lin Xuezheng nodded, "It's good if you didn't go. You are now thinking about whether to apply for the Jinshi or the Mingjing subject."

Tang Que knew that Lin Xue was kind-hearted, so he naturally showed gratitude on his face, but his answer was not hesitant at all, "Thank you, Master Xuezheng for your concern. Students have already thought about this issue and are studying Mingjing subject."

"Oh?" Lin Xuezheng was very confused about Tang Que's decisive choice.

Tang Que understood the reason why Lin Xuezheng was confused. Although there were many subjects in the official schools of this dynasty and the Ministry of Rites exam, the only one who was truly prominent was the Jinshi. After ten years of hard work, no one asked about it, and became famous all over the world. These two sentences talked about the Jinshi. Together, the imperial court selected more than 100 scholars every year, but the only ones who were truly honored were more than 20 Jinshi, parading in the streets and giving banquets to Qujiang. People saw and recited names were all new Jinshis in the Jinshi, and "Shilin Huaxuan" was just a special title for the Jinshi. As for the new Jinshis in other subjects, they were almost all foiled.
Chapter completed!