Donghu Lake is a major landscape in Raozhou, and is ranked alongside Zhishan as two major destinations for literati and poets.

There are Fan Wenzheng's ruins on Zhishan, and no one dares to be arrogant. However, the ruins of Donghu Lake were seven or eight hundred years ago, and the poets could be allowed to evaluate those years, those people, and those things.

There are countless poems left here in Donghu, but nothing is particularly outstanding, which makes Raozhou people regret it.

But at this moment they had a strong premonition.

Today's article will probably be famous in history.

Why?

It was because of the boy in front.

"The world of eternal powers, heroes are found, Sun Zhongming is here..."

Chen An walked towards the lake with his hands in his arms and chanted slowly: "The wind is always blown away by the rain and wind."

"Great momentum!"

A few simple sentences describe the artistic conception, making people unable to help but look into the distance, thinking of the golden swords and iron horses, as well as the towers and water pavilions.

Someone asked for paper and pen to record it, and there were a group of people around him, but more people were looking at the boys in front of him.

Today I am about to make a famous article!

Xie Wei's face was calm and he looked at the side with disdain, as if he was watching the scenery, but his ears were a little wide open.

Chen An walked slowly over, "The setting sun, grass and trees, ordinary alleys, humane people once lived."

Everyone felt a picture of it appear before their eyes: in the streets and alleys under the setting sun, grass and trees were growing everywhere, which seemed ordinary, but were once where Liu Jinu lived.

Liu Jinu was Liu Yu, who was a hero of a generation. In the dilemma of the peace of the monarch and ministers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, his invincibility became a miracle, and he was also the one who ended the Jin Dynasty.

The most important thing is that the name of his founding country was also "Song".

Such a heroic emperor seems particularly nostalgic in his poems.

The Song Dynasty lacked such a hero. If there were any, the Liao people would probably tremble.

"Thinking back then, the swords and iron horses were so powerful that they were as powerful as tigers."

"Great momentum!"

"good!"

Zeng Gongliang raised his glass and drank three cups, then shouted: "Happy! Happy!"

Chen An walked to the lake, looked at the water waves, and chanted: "Yuan Jia Caocao, sealed the wolf's servants, and won the big hunting in a hurry."

Yuan Jia refers to Liu Yu's son. The failure of Emperor Yuan Jia in the Northern Expedition reminds people of the words of my heroic son bastard.

Is this what Chen An said before?

This man actually wrote a poem after saying it, and the fit was so seamless that people could only admire it.

"For decades, I still remember the beacon of Hebei Road."

Everyone felt shocked and couldn't help but look over.

In the Battle of Gorgon River decades ago, the Song Dynasty suffered a great loss and lost. Since then, it has become a southern country, only seeking self-protection and no longer has the intention of progress.

"It's worth looking back. Under the Yang Gong Temple, there is a piece of Divine Crow Club Drum."

He actually dared to mention Yang Ye?!

Yang Ye was defeated and some people could not escape the blame, but it was difficult to pursue the matter because of Zhao Laoer.

What does this man say about him?

Chen An turned around and said, "Who asked, Lian Po is old, can he still have a meal?"

Everyone sat or stood, some were stunned, some were moved, some were sneered...

The poem begins with a magnificent momentum and a large pattern, which points out the world and inspires the text. After the second half of the verse, the style suddenly changes, and the tragic and desolate aura rises into the sky.

In the end, Lian Po was old and still could not afford to eat, and he was asking himself and questioning.

Someone chanted: "For decades, I still remember the beacon and Hebei Road... The country was in a difficult situation back then. Lian Po was old, could he still have a meal... When will he recover the old mountains and rivers... Good lyrics, good lyrics!"

"Good word!"

Finally someone shouted out!

"A mere teenager can actually make such a majestic and desolate word, which makes people feel very moved. Great talent, great talent!"

"With this poem, today's gathering will be remembered forever. How lucky is it for us to participate in it!"

"Surprising and amazing! When I get this word today, I will definitely be drunk when I return home. I look at the north in my dreams, and dream of returning decades ago..."

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Everyone applauded, and someone bowed, "I offended you before, sorry."

"We are so embarrassed that we don't know the great talent!"

Chen An stood with his hands behind his back, and the wind blew from the lake, carrying water vapor, blew his blue shirt. The boy looked calm and looked at the boy, just smiling in the face of these praises, neither humble nor arrogant.

What a handsome boy!

A man said, "I heard that the young man in the capital created the method of asking the sea of ​​questions, which made the Taixue make a splash in the provincial examination. Both of them should be the first to be a teenager."

"That... that person is fine. The sea of ​​questions he made is a blasphemy and turned students into dolls who do the questions. How can this method cultivate talents? I'm afraid that all those who come out will be fools."

Someone said disdainfully: "That man is not yet old and is just a sensationalist. Who would have thought of that method? He just refused and disdained. If he made contributions based on this, he would be a laughing stock in the world."

"This is a bad word! I read a book a hundred times and it will be obvious that the meaning of this world is so few geniuses, most of whom are mediocre. If these people study the meaning of the scriptures deeply, it will be just a matter of seeking fish from a tree..."

A group of people began to argue, and Zeng Gongliang was stunned by the side. He glanced at Chen An and thought to himself what was going on?

What kind of questions are yours? How did you pass it here?

Chen An was also a little confused.

Why did it pass so quickly?

The debate over there gradually became increasingly fierce, and the opposition gained the upper hand.

I saw a young man coming out, probably because he was drunk. He burped and said, "This provincial examination, Imperial College, more than 20% of them have passed the examination! And they have 108 people, and they have won forty-two people. What a blasphemy?"

This guy drank too much and waved his hand randomly, "How many scholars in the world are? Everyone is going to grab the popular Jinshi, but who can get it? You? You are still someone. Here, except Zeng Xiang, they are all poor people... poor people! Hahahaha!"

The opponents looked as if they were ashen, and the old men were so angry that they seemed to be trying to hit people.

The young man became excited and said, "We are all poor people who cannot win the exam, but they are talking about those who won the exam... Hahaha! It's ridiculous and ridiculous. If you are learning the method of Chen'an's sea of ​​questions today, don't you learn? Do you dare to say not to learn? As long as you dare to say, you will apologize... If the relatives and friends you are waiting for do not follow, then you will be shameless..."

Good man!

Everyone was watching the young man and then looked at Zeng Gongliang.

The situation is awkward now, what should I do?

But Zeng Gongliang was in a daze.

Chen An was also in a daze.

He actually... was hit by forty-two people?

I said you are immortal Banban, is this true?

Chen An's face turned slightly red and his breathing was rapid.

Forty-two people, what does this mean?

The provincial examination was an examination for the entire Song Dynasty elite. One hundred and eight people from the Imperial College went to fight and actually robbed more than 20% of the quota.

This provincial examination is like a test for the Imperial College, and the candidates outside are about to cry.

What about those powerful children?

I will definitely regret it.

If they were willing to be more humble, observe the daily life of students of the Imperial Academy, and are willing to study, then the trial will not be wiped out.

This is fate!

Chen An only felt light and fluttering all over, and his smugness and sage made him smile.

Brother can't help it!

The young man knocked the opponents out with one blow, and someone shouted: "Then Chen An is a rebellious person, sooner or later he will be ruined! If you don't believe it, let's take a look!"

"Yes, distorting the knowledge of a saint will lead to a bad academic style. What is this? It's a stigma forever! When you go to read historical books a hundred years later, it will definitely be a stigma forever..."

Your sister, the people here are all boned in a hundred years. What are you looking at? Your eyes are rotten, what are you looking at!

Zeng Gongliang felt that the old man was talking too much. He coughed dryly and was about to speak, but the young man shouted: "This time, the forty-two people were enrolled by Chen An. How many candidates will be studying according to Professor Chen An's method during the next exam?"

The young man looked at the old man with a proud look and said with his head raised: "Those people have received the benefits of Chen An. After generations, they have watched them. Who dares to slander Chen An in history books? I asked...who else?"

Zeng Gongliang thought about it, and then glanced at Chen An, thinking that this was amazing!

Chen An was also stunned.

Zeng Gongliang walked over, sat next to Chen An, then scooped a bowl of wine, raised his head and fucked.
To be continued...