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Chapter 168 Title Marching Poem

"Don't be modest, let's write poetry." The young master waved his hand.

The people who had been prepared for a long time immediately brought up a table with all the four treasures of the study.

"Title, marching poem." The young master looked at people with his nostrils.

Su Huan glanced at the young master, he was wondering what the purpose of the young master was?Just let him write poetry?
Unless he is forced to come out, the poems he writes still have titles, and they are not composed randomly.

Su Huan felt that it was not simple anymore. The water in the capital was too deep. If you were not careful, you would step into the abyss. The key was that it was right before the imperial examination and you got into some unnecessary things. The impact on your career would be huge. of.

Su Huan still remembered that in his previous life, during the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty, Tang Bohu, a great talent, was accused of cheating innocently because of trouble before the exam. In the end, he was deprived of his fame by Emperor Hongzhi, and he was never allowed to take the imperial examination, and finally lingered in the land of fireworks.

The real deeds of such ancestors made Su Huan have to be vigilant about the ancient world, who knows if there is a pit here.

"This young master, Su really doesn't know how to write poetry."

"You fart!" Little Hou Ye smashed a wine glass on the ground, that is forcing Su Huan, you have to do it if you do it, and you have to do it if you don't do it. "Be honest, I let you write poems to save face, don't give face to shame."

"Young Master, I really don't know how to do it." Su Huan bowed again.

"Your brother-in-law?" The young master looked at a young man beside him.

"No, I don't have such a brother-in-law."

"That's right, this kind of bastard is not worthy of being your brother-in-law. When you get back, tell your father to let your sister marry me as a concubine." The young master picked up another wine glass and drank it down.

Wang Qian looked at Su Huan embarrassingly. Su Huan really offended these dignitaries by refusing.

Wang Qian's original intention was to make friends with them.

"You don't give me face, do you?" The young master raised his head and looked at Su Huan with three white eyes.

"Young Lord, it's not that I don't give you face, but that my previous poems were all copied, not written by myself."

"Okay, you, remember what you said today. This young master will also attend the examination. I will decide on this year's membership. If you dare to rob me, don't say your husband is Qin Zhi, even if your husband is yours." Imperial Master, I will also break your legs."

"Young Master, can I go?" Su Huan didn't really want to show him face.

The young master did not agree, he had always heard that Su Huan was talented, he was very disdainful and jealous.

He wants to take part in the imperial examination, he wants to be the first, he wants to become famous, restore the glory of the Hou Mansion, and wear two identities.

That's why tonight's banquet was held. Whether it was Su Huan, Li Jin, or other famous talents, he had invited them all.

He came for only one purpose, and that was to prevent everyone from competing with him for the rank of the imperial examination, and directly expressly told everyone to let him, or else they would bear the consequences.

In this way, there will be a group of dignitaries left in the imperial examination, white-bodied talents, it would be good to give you a rank of Gongshi.

All white bodies, without the full support of a family of gentry behind them, how can it be so easy to get three yuan and rank.

Su Huan called Wang Qian and Lao Zhang to leave.

"If you dare to step out of this door and try, I will guarantee that your brother-in-law and the two talented men next to you will have their legs broken tomorrow."

"Ah??" Bai Yuanyuan's younger brother looked confused, why did he suddenly turn his back on him.

Su Huan turned around, glanced at a panicked young man, and then looked at the young Marquis.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"Promise my son, you won't take part in the imperial examination, or, write me a poem right now, with a title, marching in the army."

Su Huan looked at the young master from a distance of tens of meters, and he was analyzing carefully.

"Dare to ask the young master, this is a military trip, but this time the poetry topic of the test?"

The words are not surprising and die endlessly.

Su Huan's words caused an uproar in the whole room.

All the talented scholars covered their mouths. They had guessed it a long time ago, but they didn't dare to say it. They didn't expect Su Huan to be so courageous. This statement made it clear, but it was cheating in the imperial examination.

There are close to two hundred talents in the room, all of whom are well-known in various places. If it is spread, and the imperial examinations are cheated, all of them will be sentenced to be banned from the imperial examinations forever.

The price is too great, the price of a lifetime.

Everyone who came to the Yingchun Tower today regretted it, and should not have clinged to the powerful. Now that they are well, they have been involved in the imperial examination fraud for no reason. If there is a word of news tonight, everyone will be finished.

Su Huan was very calm on the surface, he was 80.00% sure of it.

Unexpectedly, instead of furiously denying it, the young master stood up instead. "That's right."

"Today, everyone has to give me a poem, otherwise you don't have to leave."

"Here are the questions for the general examination, Mr. Su, please." The young Marquis had a pair of white eyes, which gave people a sinister and uncomfortable feeling.

But there is no way, everyone is unhappy, it is not happy, no one dares to offend him who told him to reincarnate well.

"Come here, repost the Four Treasures of the Study."

The servants immediately came up and distributed a piece of paper to each of the two hundred talented scholars.

This is a grand banquet, enough to swallow up Xiaobai who has never experienced officialdom without even his bones left.

……

Before two sticks of incense.

Midnight.

A servant hurried to Duke Yan's mansion, knocking on the door.

"What are you doing? Noisy in the middle of the night." The servants of Duke Yan's mansion were very impatient.

After opening the door, seeing a servant dressed as a servant, the servants of Duke Yan's mansion immediately became angry. "Which family's dog, why is it so noisy if it doesn't sleep in the middle of the night?"

"I am a servant of the Ministry of Officials, and I have something to ask to see the young master Liu Xuanyi."

"So it's from the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Officials." The servant of the Duke's Mansion spoke a little better.

"Hurry up, if you delay things, the little father-in-law will not spare you."

"Oh!" The servant hurried back.

After a while, the little father-in-law came out. He was sound asleep when he was woken up, very upset.

It is said that he is a member of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. He has never had any friendship with the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and he does not know what to do with him.

The little father-in-law came out in brocade clothes. "do what?"

"I have seen the young master, Mr. Su Huan, Mr. Su is in trouble, please hurry and come with me to rescue him."

One second, the little father-in-law was still very impatient, the next second, the little father-in-law was stunned, and after a while, he suddenly became pleasantly surprised and annoyed.

Who, who dares to harm my benefactor?
"You, hurry up and call someone, come here quickly."

"Yes!"

The servants of the Duke's Mansion left in a hurry.

"Tell me quickly, when did En Gong come to Beijing?"

"I just entered Beijing this morning, and I was forced to go to the Yingchun Building tonight. I don't know the specifics, but Mr. Su just asked me to come and find the young master to save the scene."

"Right now."

After a while, a large group of people were running on the official road in the capital, there were hundreds of servants, and the cards were not insignificant.

"Oh, uncle, come in and play."

"Go away!" The young master led the way and broke into Manfenglou.

The old bustard was pushed, and she hid aside in fright. Judging by her aura, these people were not something he could afford to provoke. He was doing business in the capital, and he still had a little insight.

(End of this chapter)