Datang: Mother, I really have no private money

Is this the humble scholar?

It's too rubbish!

The poems I use are just my own.

The poems given by the great Confucianists at home have not been used.

Frightened by yourself?

Indeed, garbage is garbage!

Immediately afterwards, Wang Tian also got up.

A poem has been recited.

It drew cheers again.

Ma Zhou and the others pursed their lips and looked at each other, but at this moment, no one dared to be the first.

It is in sharp contrast with the family.

"Huh? A poor family boy, but that's it. How dare you say nothing. Could it be that you don't have the slightest bit of literary talent in your belly? It's all just pretending?"

"Maybe it is. Look, this is another family scholar. Hmph, that's it. Is there still an imperial examination? Tell Your Majesty all about the situation here. What is the imperial examination?"

"That's right, if my Great Tang falls into the hands of these humble scholars, the world will really be in chaos!"

"・・・"

Pei Ji, Xiao Yu and the others smiled softly and immediately attracted a group of patriarchs to join in.

Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Du Ruhui all frowned.

Poor scholar, what's going on?

Scholars from aristocratic clans came one after another without stopping, but it was as if they were all frozen on the side of the humble family.

If it goes on like this, I am afraid that the pressure on His Majesty will be extremely terrifying when it is over!

What will be the result of the hard-won imperial examination?

Several people felt a little anxious.

At this moment, someone sat down on the side of the family, and finally, Ma Zhou was the first to stand up.

All of a sudden, the scene became a little quiet.

Poor boy, here we come!

Kong Yingda, Fang Xuanling's eldest grandson Wuji, and the others all looked over with anticipation in their eyes.

Ma Zhou didn't talk nonsense, and directly recited what was in his mind.

"it is good!"

As soon as Ma Zhou finished speaking, Kong Yingda couldn't help clapping her hands.

This poem is really good, and it can be rated as first-class.

On the side, Pei Ji and the others frowned.

They are all scholars, isn't that brilliant?After listening to it like this, you can hear that the poems recited by Ma Zhou are better than those spoken by Li Xuan and the others.

Just when everyone didn't react, the children from the poor family rushed out crazily like a gopher among whack-a-mole.

The poetry is brilliant.

Quite new.

Listen, it's all very good.

The smiles on Kong Yingda, Fang Xuanling's and the others' faces became more and more relieved.

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with His Majesty holding the imperial examination!

The children of the family quickly exchanged glances, Li Xuan took a light breath, got up straight away, and uttered another poem.

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was a little quiet.

Kong Yingda frowned: "This poem is good, it can be regarded as high... top-notch, but... a bit old-fashioned, not in line with what he can write at his age. ah."

Fang Xuanling also nodded: "Indeed, the allusions and utensils used in this poem are somewhat similar to that guy Li Tiancheng."

"They are all from the Li family in Longxi, and they learned a lot from Li Tiancheng, which makes sense." Pei Ji's eyes darkened, and he explained with a smile.

"That's right, Li Tiancheng is the wife of the Li family in Longxi, so it's inevitable that he is somewhat similar." Xiao Yu said softly.

"This statement is true." Wang Gui agreed with it.

When they said that, Kong Yingda, Fang Xuanling and the others had nothing to say.

Reason, this is indeed the reason.

Their eyes turned to the field again.

Ma Zhou Baiyi and the others also frowned, this poem... Hiss... They thought that their own seemed a bit inferior.

Li Xuan snorted coldly, with the corners of his mouth raised playfully, and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zimei stood up.

A poem, even more so that the place is a little numb.

This poem········

Ma Zhou's pupils shrank.

No matter how you evaluate it, it is perfect.

But, is this poem really written by him?

Ma Zhou looked at Lu Zimei.

Lu Zimei smiled contemptuously at Ma Zhou, and said directly, "What are you looking at!"

"Go on if you don't agree, shut up if you agree! Listen to me obediently!"

"Humph!"

"waste!"

Lu Zimei sat down.

"You...you..." Bai Yi was furious, but he didn't know how to refute.

After all, this is inferior skill.

The poor family boy fell silent all of a sudden, he didn't speak lotus flowers just now, and answered again and again.

Ma Zhou took a deep breath at this time, bit the bullet, and said another poem of his own.

From the point of view of conception, this poem is eye-catching, and the degree of fairness is not bad, but...

It is not as good as the two poems that the family said,

"Hahaha... dare to stand up just like this? Did your book read into the dog's belly?"

"That's... Is there no one in Datang? Just like you, are you still eligible to take the imperial examination? It's an insult to us!"

"This poem is too rubbish, is there anyone who can get a little closer?"

"Yes, yes, if not, I think it's better not to stand up, so as not to deceive yourself."

"Hey hey...look at their appearance...hahaha..."

"・・・"

The children of the family clamored one after another.

"You...you shitty poems, I don't agree with them, these poems are definitely not written by you." Bai Yi couldn't help but finally yelled out.

The other party's poems are too inconsistent with the poems they made before, it can be said that the style has changed suddenly.

If you think about it with your feet, you can know that this poem was not written by them.

"That's right, shameless! Take other people's poems and pretend to be your own. If Datang is handed over to you people, it will die sooner or later."

"Yes, that's right!!! This is a poem, and you can tell it's definitely a great Confucian as soon as you hear it. You are still far behind!!!"

"Listen to the poems you said at the beginning, and then look at the poems you are writing now, and you will know that you are definitely not alone."

"A bunch of scumbags, his grandma's...shame, I'm pissed off!"

"Using other people's poems, you still have the face to participate in some Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, go back as soon as possible."

"・・・"

When Bai Yi's voice sounded, it was like detonating a keg of explosives, and the humble scholar erupted suddenly and couldn't control it.

Those poems were definitely not written by them.

"Jealousy, I'm yuck!!! I'm yucky!!! You rubbish, idiots, how are you qualified to sit with us."

"Get out! Get out! Get out! If you can't write, you can't write, and you still say that we apply others, evidence? A bunch of ignorant things!"

"You're all crazy, aren't you? You can't write about us, so you start pouring dirty water? Garbage, the garbage dump is really full of garbage!"

"・・・"

Of course, the children of the family are not to be outdone.

Directly grasping that the other party's poems are not as good as their own, they violently bombed.

Regardless of the small number of people in the family, they have the upper hand.

After all, no matter how you say it, the poems of the children of poor families are indeed not as good as what they said.

Crashing...

The scolding battle between the two sides became more and more intense, and they all stood up.

Where there was contact, shoving began.

It seems that a fight is about to break out, erupting towards the edge of being uncontrollable.

Kong Yingda's eyes froze suddenly, and he looked ahead in disbelief.

what happened?

Why did it suddenly become chaotic?

Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and the others were also a little annoyed, the people of the Shi Clan were too shameless to play such a trick.

They never thought of it.

I really didn't think of it.

He even asked others to write poems for Li Xuan and the others.

Just now they took a large number of poems, and they also knew in their hearts that it was absolutely impossible for Li Xuan and the others to do it.

However, they have no proof!

"The common people are the common people. If you can't write well, you will be rude on the spot. It's no different from those rural women!" Pei Ji said with a cheerful smile.

He was very happy to see this scene.

"Yeah, these people... I really don't know what His Majesty thinks, but let them take the imperial examination!" Xiao Yu echoed.

"Hey hey hey... a group of idiots, they're out of frustration after losing." Wang Gui shook his head and laughed.

"・・・"

The patriarchs of the family all looked like they were watching a show,

"All right!"

"enough!"

"Quiet!!!"

At this moment, Kong Yingda suddenly stood on the stool and roared.

Suddenly, the scene froze.

It has to be said that Kong Yingda's majesty is still terrifying.

Quiet!