system of princes and generals

Chapter 120 Hidden Head Poem

Zhang Xiangkun got up and took the exam questions that Liu Sheng handed over, and unfolded them slowly.

Everyone present held their breath, staring intently at the secret question in Zhang Xiangkun's hand, holding their breath, widening their eyes, Song Qing didn't even have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, big beads of sweat fell in front of him on the desktop.

The air was so still that you could hear the hair falling.

Zhang Xiangkun also wants to know what His Majesty's proposition is, but he can't appear to be unsteady, so he can only unfold it slowly. As the area he expands becomes larger, the text that should have appeared does not appear.Until it is fully unfolded, the secret decree is blank.

untitled! ?
Zhang Xiangkun never thought of it, and didn't know how to explain it to the contestants in the audience. He paused, and under the gaze of all the eyes, he coughed lightly.Said loudly, "The topic of today's exam is no question."

The topic of the exam is untitled, what an unbelievable thing, the common people can’t understand it, at this time, most of the common people in the audience are illiterate, originally wanted to hear what the emperor’s topic was You can discuss it with your neighbors, but this time it turned out to be unproblematic.

Huo Guang listened to the exam questions and drew the corners of his mouth. If there is no title, it sounds like free play, and if it sounds bad, it is just making up by yourself.

There is no fixed answer and pattern for this kind of question, but it increases the difficulty.

Huo Guang didn't think about anything. Anyway, there was no topic, so he just wrote casually. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he wrote in a hurry.

The other four were still thinking, but Huo Guang had already finished writing and put the pen aside early.

Ye Lizhi was still debating whether to write about national policy or life. He was surprised when he saw that Huo Guang had put down his pen from the corner of the eye, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Huo, are you planning to give up this competition when you put down your pen?"

Huo Guang was stunned and gave up. He had finished writing. He couldn't hand in the paper in advance, otherwise he would hand it in and leave.

You can't whisper in the exam, Huo Guang still can't understand the exam after so many years, so he lip-synced, "It's finished."

It was the first time that Huo Guang saw such an expression on Ye Lizhi's face.

After leaving a weird expression, Ye Lizhi never looked up at Huo Guang again.

"Princess, why don't you go to the stage instead of hiding behind to watch the game?" Qiao'er asked puzzledly. She was originally short and the ring was tall, so she barely saw Huo Guang's figure by pointing her feet. .

Rong An whispered, "It's the same wherever you watch it."

Qiao'er wanted to follow the Princess to watch the stage. She saw it so clearly. She wanted to take a closer look at Huo Guang's earnestness when writing the article. She came late last time. When she arrived, Huo Guang had already finished writing.

Although Princess Rongan didn't have to tap her feet, she still felt that it was not as real as being in the stands because she was nervous. Only two people were promoted today. The last time she sat on it, she was sweating for Huo Guang the whole time. Standing below, she No matter how worried you are about Huo Guang, no one will see you.

Emperor Wu gave Liu Sheng a look, Liu Sheng understood, and quickly bowed over, "Show Huo Guang's first."

This time is the same as last time, before others started, he finished writing in a hurry, because of the perfect performance last time, Emperor Wu had great confidence in Huo Guang, and wanted to show his work first, also to frighten Huan Wuping, put pressure on him.

Of course Liu Sheng knew what Emperor Wu was thinking, so Xiao Sui stepped down from the stands, walked to Huo Guang's table, nodded politely to Huo Guang, picked up the paper, and looked at it carefully.

He frowned slightly, then quickly put away his expression, and fixed the paper on the shelf with the same kind expression as before.

The shelf was very close to Emperor Wu. Because of his previous trust in Huo Guang, he did not ask to take a look first and let Liu Sheng display it directly on the shelf.Huo Guang's papers are particularly eye-catching on the shelf.

Emperor Wu read it once, his long eyebrows furrowed.The hand resting on the armrest of the seat increased strength.

Because Huo Guang's poems were displayed first, everyone's eyes were attracted by those words.

The first one she saw was Rong An. Her eyes did not leave Huo Guang for a moment. When the piece of paper was just fixed on the display shelf, Rong An's clear eyes trembled slightly, her cheeks turned red, and she looked at him sheepishly. elsewhere.

Fang Shuren glanced at Huo Guang's poem, curled his lips in disdain, "What the hell, that's all." After finishing speaking, he cut it on purpose.

Song Qing heard Fang Shuren's words, and quickly looked up. He was timid, and he didn't dare to criticize others so ostentatiously. Yes, he also understands, and there is nothing new.

Ye Lizhi glanced at the poem, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, he pursed his lips and smiled, "Mr. Huo, don't you need to change it again? This poem is too simple?"

Huo Guang blinked, then shook his head slightly, without speaking.

At this time, Huan Wuping had already finished his answer. He put down his pen, looked up at Huo Guang's poem, and suddenly widened his eyes.

He couldn't believe his eyes, so he read it again, holding the corner of the table tightly with one hand, holding his breath, and stared at the paper on the display shelf in a daze for a long time, before shaking his head helplessly again.

Fujiwara saw the strange expression on the second prince's face, so he hurried over, "Second prince, what's wrong with you?"

Huan Wuping shook his head slightly.

"Then what's wrong with you?" Fujiwara didn't understand why the second prince suddenly had such an expression.

"You read poetry."

Fujiwara followed Huan Wuping's line of sight, and he knew it was Huo Guang's poem, because it was about to be displayed in advance, just four lines, nothing special.Why does their prince seem to have lost.

"Fujiwara is a vulgar person, he really doesn't understand these literate people."

Their articles have been taken away by Zhang Xiangkun one after another and fixed on the display rack.

Huan Wuping looked at Huo Guang's poems, then at his own, sighed, and said, "Do you know the name of Princess Rong'an's boudoir?"

Fujiwara was stunned, Rong'an was a title, everyone called it that, so he followed suit, he really didn't know the maiden name of Princess Rong'an.

Huan Wuping glanced at Fujiwara's bewildered face, and said softly, "Qiuxiang."

Fujiwara was still confused as to what the relationship between Huo Guang's poem and the princess's maiden name was. "Fujiwara still doesn't understand, just tell me."

"Read carefully."

Fujiwara read it carefully, read it again, read it again, read it countless times, but didn't find anything worthy of the second son's praise. What's even more strange is that it was connected with the maiden name of Princess Rong'an .

Fujiwara kept muttering in a low voice, "I paint the blue river water, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves on the evening pavilion. The autumn moon shines warmly on the temple, and the cigarette smoke curls around the sutra tower."

"This is a Tibetan poem. You read the first characters of each line together."

Fujiwara touched the back of his neck, and suddenly opened his mouth wide, "I, Ai, Qiu, Xiang."

(End of this chapter)