This is a poem written by Fu Xiaoguan on the spur of the moment at the invitation of Shangguan Wenxiu!
In other words, it only took him a few breaths to think while he wrote this poem!
And the poem he wrote is so exquisite, it's really scary.
Be it the officials of the Imperial College, the teachers of the Jixia Academy, the Jinshi scholars such as Shi Yiming and Fang Wenxing, and even the eunuchs, all had expressions of amazement at this moment.
They may not have understood the uniqueness of this poem, but they understood the great significance of Shangguan Wenxiu's insistence on performing that salute to Fu Xiaoguan!
Lord Shangguan Wenxiu, the chief academic of the Imperial College, a great scholar of the dynasty and a man of great talent, actually bowed to this boy who was only sixteen years old!
This means that the young man's talent and knowledge have reached a level that Shangguan Wenxiu admires extremely.
Fu Xiaoguan felt a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and smiled, "I have a brain disease. I just wrote this poem on a sudden inspiration. If you asked me to write it again now, I wouldn't be able to do it. So... I'm actually very ordinary. Don't look at me like that."
Damn it, I'm ordinary!
Fang Wenxing cursed inwardly and gained an intuitive understanding of Fu Xiaoguan's literary talent.
Among these ten teenagers, only Qin Huanyu seemed relatively calm. He had heard his great-grandfather talk about Fu Xiaoguan, and even heard Qin Ruoxue and Qin Chengye talk about this person when he was playing with them.
But what Qin Ruoxue and Qin Chengye talked about was not his literary talent, but the magical things he made in Xishan. Especially Qin Chengye, he even threatened to leave the academy and go to Xishan to tinker with those things.
In Qin Huanyu's view, this was nothing more than a gimmick and not worthy of being displayed in a formal setting, but Qin Chengye seemed determined, and it was unknown whether he had discussed it with his grandfather.
Now that he had witnessed Fu Xiaoguan writing a poem with his own eyes, he truly admired this man. He thought that if Fu Xiaoguan were to take part in the imperial examination, he would definitely have a place in the top ten.
Just as everyone was thinking about their own things, the official ship docked and a group of people boarded the carriage that had been prepared long ago and galloped towards the palace.
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In Chengtian Hall, the morning court session had already ended. At this moment, the emperor was leaning lazily on the dragon throne, holding the disaster relief policy in his hand and reading it carefully.
"What's going on at Lanting Pavilion?" His Majesty asked calmly.
Eunuch Jia bowed and replied, "I just received news that they are looking for Fu Xiaoguan."
There were many ministers standing in the court, including Minister Dong Kangping. When that name floated into his ears, he was slightly startled and confused.
The other court officials were also surprised when they heard the name Fu Xiaoguan. They didn't know that His Majesty had summoned Fu Xiaoguan, so they whispered to each other and expressed their doubts. In the end, they concluded that this boy was very talented in writing and His Majesty valued his talent and wanted to meet him.
This name has long been famous in Shangjing City. Even in some people's homes, Fu Xiaoguan has become a role model for them to teach their sons.
"You wicked child! Look at Fu Xiaoguan! Born in a landlord's family, he was able to write such a classic work as A Dream of Red Mansions. At such a young age, he has already left his name on thousands of stone tablets. And you, on the other hand, only know how to seek pleasure and drink and sing wildly at night!..."
"What the hell is this you call poetry? Go to the Thousand Stone Tablets and recite the Water Melody Song a thousand times!"
Of course, these teachings did not play any role. Instead, they made the playboys in Shangjing City remember the name Fu Xiaoguan firmly - this guy dares to come to Shangjing, brothers, break this bastard's legs!
After more than half an hour of whispering among the ministers, the emperor put down the paper and asked impatiently, "Has this kid... not been found yet?"
Eunuch Jia bowed quickly and said, "This Master Fu did not participate in the Autumn Examination. I guess he didn't go to the Lanting Gathering. I'm afraid it will take some time to find him... If Your Majesty is unwilling to wait any longer, could you summon ten Jinshi candidates to the palace for the examination first?"
Emperor Yu Yin frowned and thought for a moment, "Then let's wait a little longer."
These ministers in Chengtian Hall are all old foxes. After hearing what His Majesty said, they understood some of the meaning.
Fu Xiaoguan is a very important person!
In order to wait for him, His Majesty was even unwilling to conduct the palace examination - the palace examination was the last major event in the imperial examination, which was used to determine the top three candidates!
It is estimated that the civil and military officials in the court could not remember all three hundred Jinshi, but the top three candidates in each year's examination would definitely be remembered.
Because these three people represent the highest level of imperial examinations throughout the years, and are also talents that various forces need to actively attract.
The emperor was also bored at the moment, so he watched the ministers below whispering to each other and found it quite interesting.
Those officials either nodded frequently, or smiled slightly, or had excited eyes, or frowned.
There seemed to be some deep meaning in the glances they exchanged with each other, and more of a calmness. After whispering a few words, they closed their eyes and lowered their heads, saying no more.
These are my subjects!
Perhaps the person who boasted the most had already planned to kill Fu Xiaoguan in his heart. Perhaps in the exchange of glances, they had already come up with a way to deal with Fu Xiaoguan. Perhaps the moment they lowered their heads, the Fu Mansion had been wiped out.
I want to see who will jump out and kill Fu Xiaoguan!
Is it you? Is it you? Or you?
The emperor looked at them one by one and laughed inwardly. He didn't know. This danger must be eliminated as soon as possible, because Fu Xiaoguan must not die. This is what he promised the Ninth Princess. If you guys really kill Fu Xiaoguan... I will definitely cut you into pieces!
When the emperor was thinking about this, his face became a little ferocious. When the officials who were observing his words and expressions saw this, they thought that it must be because Fu Xiaoguan had not come for a long time that made His Majesty very angry. When this kid comes later, they will spray him in the face first!
Not long after, a shout was heard outside the Chengtian Palace: "The top ten Jinshi of this year, as well as the official from Linjiang, are here to see you!"
Then, led by the eunuch in red, ten Jinshi, Fu Xiaoguan, and Shangguan Wenxiu entered the Fengtian Hall.
Along the way, Fu Xiaoguan witnessed the grandeur of the ancient imperial palace, especially the Fengtian Hall.
There was no time to look closely, he followed the ten Jinshi and stood in the Fengtian Hall.
Oh, that's the emperor!
Emperor Yu Yin had never seen Fu Xiaoguan before, but with just one glance, he knew that the young man must be Fu Xiaoguan!
Because Fu Xiaoguan was the only one here who looked at him with his head held high and chest puffed out, and even had a bright smile on his face.
The emperor was delighted, and the eunuch Jia beside him shouted, "Ten Jinshi scholars are here to see the emperor!"
So the ten Jinshi knelt down and shouted, "Long live the emperor!"
Only Fu Xiaoguan stood in the front row, like a bamboo pole, extremely conspicuous, which startled Shangguan Wenxiu. He then thought that Fu Xiaoguan might not know the etiquette.
"Who are you? Why don't you kneel before His Majesty?"
A cold voice came from among the officials!
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