Chapter 017 You call this a poem?

The time of an incense stick passed in a flash, and with earnest hope, Qin Zhaoyue picked up their masterpiece.

Ode to the Cicada

The old cicadas cling to the trees and sing in loud voices, while the cicadas howl all over the streets.

Don’t mind the noise that disturbs your midday sleep, you will suffer seventeen times in the underworld.

Hmm...

Qin Zhaoyue's face didn't look good. Although a doggerel was a doggerel, at least it rhymed and was quite interesting to read.

He came up with this idea on a whim and limited himself to a stick of incense. The fact that he was able to come up with this poem shows that he has some knowledge.

Never mind, next one!

The golden armor fades at the willow branches, and the thin wings gently flutter, singing the clear autumn.

Drinking dew, eating wind, and singing on high branches, I do not envy the marquisates in the world.

Hmm...

A bit cynical, but barely watchable.

Never mind, next one!

The summer solstice brings you on stage and the autumn solstice brings you to your end; a lifetime passes in a hundred days.

I advise you not to laugh at the shortness of life, but to sing out all the three thousand enlightenments in this world.

Hmm...next song!

The naughty boy used a fishing rod to catch the thin wings, and the old cicada kicked its legs and scolded the rogue:

The debt of the previous life is being collected in this life, and will you come to disturb me tomorrow?

Bang!

Damn it, is it because the Dagan Dynasty did a better job of popularizing education that anyone can write a limerick? How can they be fined for this?

All the students taking the exam didn't dare to breathe and just stared secretly.

Seeing the Sixth Princess throw the poems on the table, everyone couldn't help but ask themselves: Is it because the poems were written so poorly that she got angry?

Qin Zhaoyue picked up the next one:

Summer cicadas spend the whole day hanging around in trees, chirping at the top of their lungs.

It makes people feel confused and upset, so who cares if others get annoyed?

Got it!

Qin Zhaoyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared involuntarily on the corners of his mouth. After realizing it belatedly, he put the manuscript away and threw it hard on the ground.

"Who wrote this? Stand up!"

The guilty virtuous man quickly rushed forward to grab the manuscript, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that it was not his.

Soon, a young man in his early twenties was pushed out.

The poem has been circulated, and anyone with knowledge can see how bad it is.

Many people felt comforted, thinking that their poetic talent was superior to his.

Qin Zhaoyue crossed his arms and asked, "You call this a poem?"

"I..." The young man's cheeks flushed red, and after holding it in for a long time, he suddenly shouted, "I'm not good at writing poetry, but I'm good at policy essays!"

Qin Zhaoyue suddenly stood up, ran to him, raised his leg and kicked him.

Ouch! The young man was kicked to the ground immediately.

"Not good at writing poetry, right?" Bang!

"You're good at policy discussions, right?" Bang!

"You are good at strategy, but you don't take the imperial examination and just stay here to waste your time?" Bang!

"I told you to be good at it!"

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After a series of inhumane kicks, the young man lay on the ground wailing.

Qin Zhaoyue was pleased and waved his hand, "Take him away and confiscate double your monthly salary."

She's also really good at policy making. Does she need that? Only someone interested in the throne needs that!

Although the scholars were somewhat frightened when they saw this, the poem was indeed too bad, so it was no wonder that the Sixth Prince was angry.

After killing the chicken to scare the monkey, some more terrible poems that were disgusting were discovered, but there were only eight people in total.

Most people breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a sense of loss.

Although they were not punished, no one was spared.

I know my own abilities very well. Just like the Sixth Princess said, if I really had that kind of talent, I would have taken the imperial examination and entered the officialdom long ago.

Thinking of the monthly wages they had received in the past few years, many people bowed to the leader and left reluctantly.

Suddenly, most of the talented people were gone, and the military examination followed the literary examination.

"It's simple. Take turns fighting with my two guards. If you can survive five moves, you pass."

The breeze and drizzle immediately straightened their chests, and the opportunity to show off came again.

The realm of martial artists in the world is divided into nine grades, with the seventh, eighth and ninth grades being the lower three grades, known as the ordinary martial realm;

The two of them were born in the Qilin Guard and have already entered the Qiwu Realm. Although it is only the lowest sixth level, they are not something that ordinary warriors can contend with.

The result was not surprising. After taking turns to test, few people could last more than two moves.

The reason why there are two moves is because they will let the other party make the first move.

After all, with his current level of cultivation, he should have some demeanor of a master... Bullshit!

How can they show their efforts if they can finish the whole thing in one stick of incense? They must spend more time on it, right?

With the monthly salary of Tianxia Diyilou, how could it be possible to recruit strong people in the Qiwu realm?

Under the state of suppression, even if you deliberately let go, it won't last for too long.

There were some cunning ones who deliberately lined up at the end to wear down the two examiners.

However, a sixth-grade warrior has already transcended the ordinary realm. The true qi in his dantian has begun to take shape, and his qi and blood, explosive power, endurance, recovery ability... are far superior to ordinary people in all aspects.

The testing team of less than 20 people soon reached the end.

Qin Zhaoyue also became slightly interested at this time, because the last person's size was really too intimidating.

He was eight feet tall, which was almost two meters, and he was extremely strong. From a distance he looked like a bear.

This physique is extremely rare, and he will definitely be able to make a difference if he joins the army. If he follows the right person, he may even grow into a charging general.

Qin Zhaoyue was very confused. The monthly salary here was only five or ten taels, which was no match for joining the army.

If someone appreciates me and makes me a personal soldier, wouldn't the military pay be better than this?

It was Qingfeng's turn, and he looked at the other person's physique and became a little more serious, "Come on."

The sturdy man walked forward without saying a word and punched him.

There is no trick at all, it's purely physical strength.

Qingfeng dodged in an instant with his feet moving quickly, but the strong wind brought by the fist messed up his hair.

Qin Zhaoyue also heard the whistling wind and couldn't help but lean forward, becoming even more interested.

As a rule, Qingfeng would only give in once, and would not make any special arrangements just because the opponent was bigger and stronger.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent was unable to retract his punch, he crouched down and rushed in front of him, hitting him in the abdomen with a palm.

The strong man suddenly flew backwards and landed on the ground with a bang.

Qingfeng stood proudly with a calm expression on his face, but he was actually rubbing his hands behind his back.

Wow, this guy has a very strong body. Fortunately, he anticipated it and used his Qi.

Even so, his wrist was sore from the shock. If he hadn't used his true Qi to protect himself, he might have been injured.

After the strong man fell to the ground, he rolled around for a long time before standing up. There was obvious pain on his face, but he strode towards Qingfeng again.

It's still the same boxing style, no change at all.

Qingfeng easily dodged the powerful punch again and added a palm strike at the same position.

This time he used more true energy, and the strong man flew farther.

Boom!

The moment I landed, I could feel the tower shaking.

The strong man has not given up. He struggled for a while, stood up again, rushed forward again, and punched again.

Qingfeng had a solemn expression on his face. This was the first warrior who had persevered so far.

Even if the other party's realm is low, he still has his respect, so... give it your all!

He dodged the palm push as expected, this time he used his real strength.

The sound of the fall seemed to land on the hearts of everyone in the field, and then trembled.

The third time, the fourth time... When the strong man stood up for the fifth time, he was already shaky, but he still did not give up.

Staggering, step by step, he walked towards the breeze.

Qingfeng frowned deeply. He could see that the strong man's eyes were a little dazed and there was even blood at the corners of his mouth.

I had used all my strength in the third strike and should have been able to knock him down, but he struggled to stand up.

Even though Qingfeng deliberately reduced his strength in the fourth strike, the advantage of true energy over the body was too great, and it was possible that his internal organs had been injured.

Why could he persist to such an extent just for the monthly salary of five or ten taels?

In the blink of an eye, even though he stumbled, the strong man still walked in front of Qingfeng and raised his fist as big as a sandbag.

It was still the same straightforward punching style, but it had lost the initial unstoppable momentum.

Qingfeng hesitated for a moment. This time, he did not dodge, but crossed his arms in front of him.

Bang!

The sound of flesh colliding was heard, and Qingfeng took three steps back.

Good boy! Even with his strength weakened, the impact still forced him to retreat and release the force.

After five moves, Qingfeng's face returned to calm, and then he turned around and knelt on one knee.

"My subordinates are incompetent!"

Qin Zhaoyue was also somewhat moved, but before he could open his mouth, something unexpected happened!