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Among the people present, the only ones who had seen Lin Tian's poem in advance were the Junjun of the Fuwen Academy and several examiners, and Zhifu Dong was not there at the time, so when Zhifu Dong saw this poem ranked No. After reading the test paper, I couldn't help but want to find out.

"Since the Mingzhou poems can be written, it must be one of those few. However, I guess this stack is very likely to be that Lin Tian's paper." The prefect Dong's most important thing now is not the semi-saint The son of the family, but this Lin Tian who lives in Yishi Township in Zuixianglou.

"Your Majesty Dong's guess is correct. It is that kid's. I have to say that with his literary talent, even if he is a scholar in poetry, he may not be able to compare with him. Even we are ashamed to be inferior~" Fu The gentleman of the Academy of Arts said with shame that as a Jinshi, he has only composed one poem of Dafu so far, let alone Mingzhou Zhenguo.

"Since this Lin Tian has written another poem about Mingzhou, I will see it first." Zhifu Dong couldn't wait to open the test paper, and saw the word "Chunxiao" printed in his eyes.

The handwriting has improved a bit, but it's still not very good.

Dong Zhifu continued to read, looked at the poem, and couldn't help reading: "I don't feel dawn when I sleep in spring, I hear birds singing everywhere; when the wind and rain come at night, I don't know how many flowers fall."

"How much do you know about the flowers... Good! Good!" Dong Zhifu repeated the last sentence, a faint sense of sadness hit him, but he turned to praise and applaud.

"Wonderful. Although the text of this poem is simple and natural, it is precious in the word 'true', the scene is true, and the meaning is true. The structure of this poem is also extraordinary. Look at the four lines of the poem. "I don't know" opens the chapter, and "I don't know" is left blank, so that readers can think about how many flowers have fallen? Why do you ask about this flower?" Dong Zhifu pointed out the wonderful meaning of this poem in one sentence.

The Lord Yuan and the other two examiners also nodded in agreement. After all, they had seen this poem a long time ago, and after tasting it for so long, they had already realized their own experience.

The gentleman of the Fuwen Academy expressed his own comments: "The reason why this poem is true is that every sentence contains spring, and every sentence has a title. You can’t hide your feelings. The most rare thing is that the writing is simple, unpretentious, the most natural, and the easiest to spread.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes were full of admiration, and they naturally loved this poem extremely.

"This poem should be rated as A-class! Do you have any objections?" Dong Zhifu said, and everyone shook their heads, agreeing that Lin Tian's poems should be rated as A-class.

Then, it was time to check the answers of Lin Tian's other "Jingyi" and "Holy Words". Several examiners checked at the same time, and the speed was fast without any omissions. , unable to speak for a long time.

"how?"

After they checked the forty papers, they took a deep breath and said in succession.

"No mistake!"

"No mistake~"

"The understanding of this holy word is beyond my comprehension!"

"genius!"

"What a genius!"

Dong Zhifu and the others were shocked. They didn't make any mistakes. Even the open-ended question of the Holy Word's understanding made these people unable to find the slightest mistake?

As an imperial scholar, Dong Zhifu was two grades higher than the examiners, and his literary talent was naturally infinitely higher. He picked up the five questions about the comprehension of the holy words and read them carefully. The more frightened he read, the wider his eyes widened.

"This son... a great talent!" Dong Zhifu put down the test paper and murmured in a trance.