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Noon time passed quickly.

In the afternoon, the examination of poetry, Fu and art started, and Zhao Rong sat on the seat in the examination room of Ren Zihao on time.

The invigilator who walked in was a gentleman with white hair, but his face was very young and youthful, he looked no older than the students on the field.

However, Zhao Rong and a group of examinees were not confused by this appearance. Those who can become the official masters of the academy, apart from the highly respected Shanxia Hongru, are at least Jindan monks, and it is normal to have special means to maintain their appearance.

Seeing the eyes of all the students in the audience, the young gentleman with white hair smiled and was about to curl up.

Before handing out the papers, he lowered his head and flipped through the papers, and suddenly smiled again, seeming to find it interesting.

"The exam begins."

The examination papers for poetry, prose and art flew into the hands of Zhao Rong and other students.

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing after seeing the scroll.

I saw that the poetry and art test paper was more concise than the test questions in the first classics assessment.

The title is only nine short words——

It's about estrus, it's about ritual, it's hidden in the heart.

"Love... ceremony..."

Zhao Rong thought about it.

Obviously, the poetry and prose examination questions this time are closely related to the word "love".

But there are many kinds of 'feeling'.

It can be said to be one of the biggest motifs in poetry.

And this sentence comes from the "Book of Songs", combined with the context, this 'feeling' test should be... the love between men and women.

Coincidentally, Zhao Rong also mentioned this when he confessed to Qing Jun at Nanci Jingshe not long ago.

In the "Book of Songs" deleted by Confucian sages, the first chapter is "Guanju", which talks about the relationship between men and women.

It can be seen that the sages and teachers are not taboo about the relationship between men and women.

But of course it is not advocating obscenity and promiscuity, but seeking a "thinking without evil", that is, "pleasure without lewdness".

The current examination question "from the heart to the heart" is a derivation of the later Confucianism's idea of ​​the sage.

It means: It’s okay to breed affection and love, but you can’t go beyond the boundaries of etiquette, law and ethics. Once you go beyond the scope of ethics, you have to stop.

In short, it is the Confucian way of moderation and restraint.

Regarding this, Zhao Rong was full of thoughts for a while.

He couldn't help but think of the "Dengtuzi's Lustful Fu" that he was familiar with in his previous life. There are three types of people mentioned in this Fu, which correspond to three attitudes towards the relationship between men and women.

They are Deng Tuzi, who is loved by all women; Song Yu, who is aloof and chaste;

Although Deng Tuzi in this prose is suspected of being framed as a womanizer, it is far-fetched to say that he likes a bad wife because he is lustful, but it is not difficult to see what the author of the prose really wants to express:

As the second kind of noble and respectful gentleman, he criticizes the first kind of lecherous and sentimental people, but at the same time secretly agrees and praises the third kind of "beginning with passion and ending with propriety".

This attitude is in line with human nature, and it is also in line with the sage's ritual proposition of "pleasure without adultery".

Compared with the current poem exam question, it fits perfectly with the famous poem in Zhao Rong's memory.

In the examination room where the general examinees answered the questions quietly, Zhao Rong pondered for a while.

Obviously, this time he was going to write a prose, not a poem.

Although the entry poems can be settled steadily, but... a little tired.

Zhao Rong felt a little dull.

Thanks to the current state of the evil dragon's activation of the heart lake, the memories and knowledge reserves of his previous life can be recalled and used at will in his mind.

This time he decided to try the prose that is popular among scholars. This is also the mainstream style of poetry and prose, and its influence is even greater than that of poetry that emphasizes literary talent, because it still needs hard training and learning the day after tomorrow...

Looking back at the moment, Zhao Rong thought about this question for a while and found that there are three ways to solve it.

The first type is to write about the unrequited love that cannot be achieved because of love, so the lyrical poems and fus that "become out of love and stop in the heart".

The second type is to write lyrical poems in which although the two parties love each other, they are trapped by the constraints of etiquette, law and ethics.

The third way is to cleverly write confession poems to highlight the pain of lovesickness.After all, poems and prose are not written for people to read, so it can be written that he is "feeling in love with a certain person but ends in ritual and hidden in his heart", but in fact it means to express his confession.

Zhao Rong felt that there were probably only these three directions for the poems and fus that all the candidates would write.

So this topic is quite broad.

Of course, it also depends on the person.

Right now, Zhao Rong is very curious about what Yu Huaijin will write... She is also in heat, right? Is it in heat?

He smiled and shook his head.

Although deliberately ignoring and avoiding the big-breasted female husband in his mind, Zhao Rong felt that he didn't seem to have any experience of "being in love and ending in courtesy and hiding in his heart" to write about, and his relationship with Qingjun and Xiaoqian'er was very good. successful.

But he can make it up.

Barely make up some.

So, after thinking for a while, Zhao Rong picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and wrote three words on the blank front.

"Fu from God".

"I don't know if she's still there..."

Facing the direction of Dali in the south, Zhao Rong whispered something. After a while, he was in a trance. He broke away from the memory of the mythical journey he experienced in the ruins of Wangque City, took a long breath, and began to write a fu.

The name "Li Shen Fu" was chosen because of the influence of a famous Fu "Luo Shen Fu" that Zhao Rong liked in his previous life.

Cao Zhi's experience of meeting Concubine Mi, the Goddess of Luo, by the Luoshui River is very similar to his experience of meeting the figure of a goddess from the Li tribe in the ruins of Wangque City.

However, there are also some disadvantages. For example, Luoshen is extremely beautiful, but the "Lishen" that Zhao Rong met was transparent and invisible; Different ways, but Zhao Rong here is mostly curious and thankful for that 'Li Shen', he doesn't have that kind of thought, as for that 'Li Shen' treats him, Zhao Rong is also quite confused...

But it's okay, ed.

As the saying goes, there are a lot of articles in the world, and there is improvement after editing.

Moreover, isn’t the concubine Luoshen Mi described by Cao Zhi also artistically processed? I heard that the prototype is still his sister-in-law Zhen Mi.

Good guy, it looks like an old dumpling lover.But it's not surprising that his father is the prime minister and inherits the family tradition.

Therefore, it is no wonder that I can write the feeling of regret and regret in "Luo Shen Fu" that is different from God and human beings.

As soon as he thought about it, he did it. Soon, Zhao Rong referred to "Luo Shen Fu", combined with his own experience after entering the ruins of the ancient Wangque city by mistake, and wrote thousands of words eloquently, which was smooth and smooth.

Because he was afraid that there would be too much reaction after submitting the paper, Zhao Rong only borrowed some famous phrases from "Luo Shen Fu" describing the appearance of Concubine Luo Shen Mi, and did not borrow too much from others.

In addition, it was also because Zhao Rong wanted to take this opportunity of the poetry exam to test, to see how well the famous poems from his previous life would have an impact in the Confucian academy in this world...

Not long after, a complete "Fu from the Gods" was born from Zhao Rong's pen. He carefully inscribed the name, put down the pen, and blew the ink, which was considered completed.

After the Fu was completed, there was no aura vision as vast as poetry on the table.

Zhao Rong is not surprised by this, because the way of Ci Fu is different from the way of poetry, and there is no such thing as a taste.

You're done, old rules, call it a day.

Zhao Rong is about to hand in the paper...

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Chapter 681 Examining Papers ([-])

In the Ren Zihao examination room.

Although not as fast as the previous few rounds, Zhao Rong was still the fastest to complete the work, confidently not embellishing and catching bugs, and the first to hand in the paper.

The candidates in the Renzi field had long been used to it. They looked up at his back, then lowered their heads and continued writing expressionlessly. Only Li Xueyou watched him walk out of the examination room.

Zhao Rong passed by the other examination room, and the examinees were no longer surprised. After taking a look, they decided what to do.

But this time, instead, Zhao Rong was a little embarrassed. He looked at the students who were still writing, and gave some encouraging eyes.

Students:  …

Zhao Rong traveled smoothly all the way, and met Meng Zhengjun, who was making an inspection tour, on the promenade, and greeted him politely.

Meng Zhengjun still raised his hands and looked stern, nodding at Zhao Rong in return.

However, when he was about to pass by, he suddenly said something to him, "That trial strategy...was well written."

"Ugh what."

Zhao Rong turned his head and asked, but at this time, the two had already passed by, and he could only see the back of Mr. Xuezheng, who had suppressed and hated him, walking away quickly.

Zhao Rong was puzzled, stopped for a while, thought about it, and laughed dumbfounded.

Zhao Rong was about to turn around, and at this moment, a vision of plum blossoms and white snow suddenly appeared in the sky over an examination room not far from him that he had already passed by.

Even if Zhao Rong is not yet awe-inspiring, he can still feel a little bit of "turmoil" in the aura around him.

It is an entry poem.

And according to Zhao Rong's rich experience, it is still a falling flower.

Meng Zhengjun, who Zhao Rong just passed by, immediately rushed over there, and there was a burst of uncontrollable restlessness in the surrounding quiet examination rooms. Some invigilators scolded blankly, while some The more relaxed invigilator even paced to the door to join in the fun.

"It seems to be a T-shaped field!"

"Sure enough, there are students who can write high-quality poems in the examination room..."

"It's still a fallen flower..."

The attention of all the examinees was attracted by a certain student who wrote a poor poem.

Zhao Rong didn't turn his head to watch the fun, turned around with a smile, and left the Mochi Academy without anyone noticing.

And not long after Zhao Rong left, another vision appeared faintly in the Mochi Academy behind him, one after another.

It should be another highly anticipated candidate in the academy who wrote the poem.

……

In the evening, Zhao Rong came to the Mochi Academy in a relaxed state for evening self-study.

After finally finishing the exam, he was in a good mood. He came quite early and didn't step on the spot.

As soon as Zhao Rong entered the academy, he heard the students in the corridor discussing the matter of this afternoon's poetry and arts exam with great interest.

It seems to be true, among the hundreds of candidates in the ten examination rooms in the afternoon, eight of the students wrote poems on the spot.

Because of the student stage, the Poetry and Fu Art taught by Mr. Xueguan mainly focuses on poetry and poetry, and the one on Ci Fu is an advanced course after being promoted to a scholar.

Of the eight entry-level poems in today's poetry and Fu art examination room, two are falling flowers, and the remaining six are climbing towers. There is no legendary Nanshan style, otherwise the old Jijiu will probably be alarmed.

In a student-level poetry and Fu art exam, the birth of two Luohua pieces is already very amazing. This did not happen in the last mid-month exam, and only six climbing pieces were born last time.

It is said that one of these two poems about falling flowers comes from the Korean version of the monastery.

One is from a taciturn and low-key student of Guangyetang, not the old-fashioned young girl that everyone thought of at the first time. The same is ordinary, there is no abnormality...

Zhao Rong walked through the corridor all the way, and he could hear the discussion sounds, which went in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear.

The big exam is over, and it happens to be Zhu Yourong's evening self-study in the Zhixingtang tonight.

Mr. Zhu hasn't come here yet, and he doesn't know who he is learning from. He began to like to step on the spot precisely.

In the willful hall, even though there was Yu Huaijin sitting in the first row, the students still couldn't suppress the lively discussion.

However, because most of the voices are controlled within a certain range, it is not possible to hear them from a long distance outside. In addition, after finally finishing the exam, I understand that everyone has been suppressed for a long time and needs to be released. It is rare to open one eye and close one eye.

In the back row, Fan Yushu excitedly said to his friend:

"Ziyu, I'm finally liberated! It's a holiday in a few days, how about we go shopping in the city?"

Zhao Rong shook his head: "Qingjun Qian'er is coming, and I want to accompany them."

Fan Yushu's eyes gleamed, "Then can I eat again!"

"..."

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Fan Yushu scratched his head, "Ziyu, why are you looking at me like that...well, I will disappear by myself."

Only then did Zhao Rong look back and continue reading.