I am the censor, at the beginning I denounced the empress

Chapter 41
Those who can participate in the literary struggle do not have the generation to pretend to be numbers.

Although their humanity is open to question, there is always some talent.

At this moment, reading out the poem manuscripts one by one in cadence seems to be a thing of the past.

Zhao Guogong Liu Yu, who had been looking at them a little bit, also smiled and nodded slightly.

Although these people can't be his son-in-law, his grandson-in-law still has a chance, no matter how bad he is, he can be a disciple.

The poem written by one of them even made Fang Xiaoru, the great Confucian in charge of the presidency, nod his head slightly.

Although it is not good, it is not easy to achieve this level by improvising and expressing feelings.

In the distance, the empress also nodded, put aside her anger for a while, and asked softly, "Who is this person? The poems he made are not bad, and there are merits."

Shangguan Wan'er immediately transmitted the voice.

Erqing said softly: "Cui Hai, originally from a poor family, was taken in by the Cui family in Hedong and changed his surname to Cui. He studied ethnology for more than ten years and is now the first class in Chunwei, East Road, Kedong."

"Well, what news."

The spider web has already investigated in detail some of the famous students among the exam candidates.

At this time the empress asked, Shangguan Wan'er continued.

"He...is confident. Since he came to Beijing, he seldom goes out to play and reads every day."

"There are rumors that if he wins the No. [-] Scholar in the current department, he may marry the eldest daughter of the Cui family."

"If it's not the top pick, second place or talk, you can marry."

"Outside the top three, you can only be a steward in the Cui family's property."

"Confident?" The empress shook her head lightly, her impression of Cui Hai was a bit less.

For young people, self-confidence is a good thing, but Cui Hai's performance is not self-confidence, but arrogance, arrogance like no one else.

This kind of person, at a glance, knows that he has not been severely beaten by society.

That is, the garbage cultivated by those aristocratic families.

With the help of the family, I have no worries about food and clothing, and everything is worry-free.

Without the family, it is difficult to move an inch.

This kind of person is not the choice of courtiers.

In addition, the empress is also somewhat dissatisfied with the Cui clan of Hedong.

No one is qualified to point fingers at my imperial examinations.

"Gao Yuanyi passed the decree, and the Kocui family will not take any of them today."

Similar scenes are constantly being staged on the banks of the Luoshui River.

Xie Anshi, Gao Yuanyi, and their colleagues also commented on the students present.

As for Tang Can, it seemed that he had been forgotten.

Everyone's attention is focused on Wendou.

As time went by, the poems of all the students present were basically reviewed.

High and low have been basically distinguished.

In addition to Cui Hai, who was born in the Cui family of Hedong, there are three other people who wrote poems, which are also admired by everyone.

Without exception, except for the children of the aristocratic family, it is the poor family raised by the aristocratic family.

In fact, this is not a surprise.

After all, apart from reading books, the really poor people have no time to think about making poems with romantic and gorgeous rhetoric.

Only those "young talents" who have no worries about food and clothing have this kind of free time.

Cui Hai's expression was even more complacent, but his mouth was polite: "Everyone is absurd, Cui is just a fluke, a fluke."

"Mr. Cui is too modest. Who doesn't know that the name of Wen Kui is already in Mr. Cui's pocket."

"Exactly, exactly!"

"Poems and Fu, Mr. Cui won the fourth prize in a row, and the title of Wen Kui is well-deserved!"

On the side, many girls secretly flirted with Cui Hai because of his appearance.

Among them are many children from aristocratic families who were very interested in Tang Can before.

"Don't dare to be ashamed, dare not be ashamed."

Cui Hai smiled, and said softly: "I was ashamed to hear what Tang Yushi said before."

"Therefore, I still want to listen to Tang Yushi's advice."

"The censors of the Tang Dynasty have a family background, and they are extremely proficient in poetry and songs."

Tang Can smiled: "Why, do you want to go down and see my father?"

In terms of lip service, Tang Can really has never been afraid of anyone.

A light and fluffy word made the smile on Cui Hai's face stagnate.

"I heard that Tang Yushi is good at sophistry, which made me gain insight."

"Then you really don't know much."

"I don't know, can Tang Yushi let someone see your understanding of poetry and songs?" Cui Hai's eyes flashed a trace of resentment: "Mr. Fang said before that after Wendou, Wenkui will challenge."

"I don't know, Tang Yushi dares to fight?"

In the beginning, it could be said to be small talk.

Now, it has become a provocation.

There are not a few students on the field who have good friends with Cui, and there are spider webs inside to add fuel to the flames.

Immediately, many people followed suit and booed.

Tang Can narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Since you are in such a hurry, come on."

"As for the word war..."

"Even the old rich man of the Cui family is not qualified to say a word of war in front of me."

"What are you? Are you worthy?"

While speaking, Tang Can stood up and walked to Cui Hai's side in a few steps.

The arm is rounded, and it is a slap when it goes up.

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

Everyone present was stunned.

Flickered.

Tang Can, hit someone?

It was Cui's disciple who beat him.

The Empress was stunned.

Gao Yinliu was stunned.

Xie Anshi, Gao Yuanyi, and others were all speechless.

Only the small book bag, with a bitter face, asked crisply: "Why?"

Tang Can turned his head, smiled, and then said in a cold voice: "The Annan Army, with tens of thousands of soldiers, fought bloody battles to protect Great Liang!"

"General Chu Sheng, die in battle!"

"Only a battle!"

"Just a group of cowards like them who can't even kill chickens deserve to use the word war?"

Tang Can's words were resounding.

The Luoshui River, which was noisy and noisy before, became quiet at this moment.

Laughing and laughing, disappearing in an instant.

"Tang Yushi..." Shangguan Wan'er opened her mouth, she just said one sentence, but couldn't continue.

The empress frowned and asked, "What did he say!"

She could tell from Shangguan Wan'er's expression that Tang Can must have said something amazing again.

"That idiot! Are you scolding me again!" The empress's heart trembled, and she clenched her fists involuntarily.

"No!" Shangguan Wan'er took a deep breath, collected herself, and softly recounted what Tang Can said before.

"I, I want to go and see."

"Holy..."

"Find a way!" The Empress' voice was firm.

"Slaves... take you there, but you must not reveal your identity."

"it is good."

Shangguan Wan'er smiled wryly, she could only wrap her arms around the waist of the empress, and leaped deeply, from the small boat of the spider web to the main boat.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was attracted by Tang Can, and no one noticed them.

"Tang Yushi's words are unreasonable!"

After being stunned, Cui Hai came back to his senses, and said in a cold voice: "Whether it is the Annan Army or the Zhenbei Army, I respect them very much in my heart."

"The word war used is something that someone admires in his heart and expresses it out of feeling."

"That's right, it's still a bit quick-witted." Tang Can chuckled.

The others also came back to their senses at this time, and echoed Cui Hai's words one after another.

at this time.

Tang Can continued: "In terms of brazenness, empresses are inferior to you."

As soon as King Tang Can blasted out, the empress in the corner was directly blasted.

If it hadn't been for Shangguan Wan'er to stop him stubbornly, it is estimated that the empress would have rushed in front of Tang Can by now.

"Tang Can, you are a person who is trying to catch fame! How dare you insult Jinshang behind your back!"

"you are not human!"

"You are not good or bad!"

"I'm going to sue you in front of the palace!"

"Okay, if you can become an official and face the saint, you are qualified to sue me." Tang Can decided to teach this group of bullshit scholars a good lesson today.

With a sneer, he shouted: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it yourself."

"Since this is the case, mere Wen Dou, I will let you know what Wen is!"

"poetry."

"Aren't you proud?"

"A song about plum blossoms, well done!"

"I also use poetry, so I can easily say that I bully you."

"Come on, remember!"

"Famous flowers in the country are happy with each other, and the king often looks at it with a smile. Explaining the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, the Chenxiang Pavilion leans on the railing to the north."

Four lines of poems blurted out.

Suddenly heard, a little abrupt.

But following Tang Can's gaze, it was the corner where the empress and Shangguan Wan'er were.

Two people, beautiful and beautiful, with railings behind them.

This poem is somewhat appropriate.

Even, because no one recognized the identities of Shangguan Wan'er and the empress, these four lines of poems are very cryptic and implicitly imply that the empress usually behaves like this with Shangguan Wan'er in the palace.

The expressions of the people present changed slightly.

I don't mention the deep meaning of it, but with these four sentences, it is enough to firmly overwhelm everyone.

only……

Tang Can obviously has no intention of ending here.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment. The lover complains about the night, but lovesickness arises at night. When the candle is extinguished, the light is full of pity, and the clothes feel dewy. It is unbearable to give it away, and it is a good time to sleep and dream."

"The tide of the Spring River connects to the sea level, and the moon rises on the sea together. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight on the Spring River!"

……

After one, another.

With a strategic reserve of [-] Tang poems, it was a breeze for Tang Can to smash them to death with poems.

The faces of all the practitioners present... no, the complexions of all the people present, even the big bosses hiding in the dark, changed little by little.

From shock, to numbness, shock again, numbness again, repeating itself again and again.

A few of them even felt a bit uncomfortable in their throats, as if there was a mouthful of old blood stuck in their throats, and they couldn't vomit quickly.

As for Cui Hai opposite Tang Can.

His body was trembling, his face was like golden paper, he finally couldn't help it, he turned his back to the sky, and fainted...

(End of this chapter)