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The post house not only received the convoys heading to the academy, but also received messengers passing information from south to north, as well as officials from all walks of life.

The status of the candidate in the academy is honorable, but not that honorable.

According to the rules and regulations, everyone had a simple meal,

A classmate from Weizhou proposed to hold a dinner party in the gazebo and recite poems in anticipation, but Ji Linglang refused on the grounds of studying classics.

Zhai Yiming on the side also echoed, saying that he will have to take the first round of exams in the academy after staying in Chang'an for a month, and he must race against time to study classics.

After Zhai Yiming said that, the classmate made himself a fool of himself and apologized, everyone went back to their rooms, and Li Ang also went back to his room to read.

The first two rounds of exams in the academy were all about routine content, scriptures, policy questions, poetry and so on. His foundation in this area is not as good as other students, so he naturally has to grind his guns before the battle.

But Li Ang didn't go to Cheng Juxiu to start a small stove.

On the one hand, Cheng Juxiu is leading the school tour, so it is not good to blatantly tutor or reveal the topic,

On the other hand, Cheng Juxiu himself has honestly confessed that he has not read much Confucian classics in the past few years, and his level has dropped a lot, so he might as well go to Song Shaoyuan.

Therefore, in the next few days, Li Ang spent most of his day and night reading except for sleeping. He made up his eyes hard, and the dark circles in his eyes were extremely heavy.

The situation of the others is not much better. The closer they are to Chang'an, the more nervous these Weizhou students are—except for Ji Linglang. It's back home.

The convoy went north to Chang'an. During the march, convoys from other southern states continued to join in parallel.

Everyone in Weizhou also met students from other states.

Everyone was very enthusiastic when they met, and it didn't take long for them to be called brothers and sisters, talking about life philosophy and poetry.

As for what he thinks in private, I don't know - after all, all he met along the way were competitors on the way to the academy, and anyone could squeeze out his own quota.

Of course, with the academy patrolling around, this kind of private conflict will not be exposed.

On the contrary, all the students paid more attention to their words and deeds, and did not dare to overstep in the slightest.

In this complex and delicate atmosphere, a convoy of hundreds of carriages finally drove into the post station outside Chang'an City.

"Yes, I am going to die"

In the station room, Li Ang put down the scriptures in his hand with thick dark circles under his eyes.

Finally, finally finished memorizing.

During this period of rushing, news from the academy also came back.

The chief examiner for the first round of examinations at the academy this year is Wang Wenlun, a great Confucian from the Wang family in Taiyuan.

There are many aristocratic families in Yu State, and among all the noble aristocratic families, five are the most noble.

Cui from Boling and Qinghe respectively,

Lu Shi of Fanyang,

Zheng of Xingyang

The Wang family of Taiyuan.

And the Li families of Longxi and Zhaojun.

These powerful families had prospered in the pre-Sui period, relying on their huge political influence, they could not fall down.

Even in the troubled times at the end of the Sui Dynasty, various practice sects and rebels were bloodshed in the Central Plains, but they could not be affected.

In fact, Emperor Gaozong, who established the State of Yu, was himself a member of the Li family in Longxi.

Although under the shadow of the Academy, the influence of these old families is not as good as before, but new important officials, great Confucians and even Academy professors are still being born continuously.

As soon as the news that the great Confucian Wang Wenlun was appointed as the examiner came out, his books were sold out on the market, especially his annotated versions of "Poetry", "Book", "Spring and Autumn" and other classics were sold out.

All the students are trying their best to understand his understanding of the classics, so as not to make mistakes in the examination room.

"This kind of behavior that makes all the students cry and rush to read one person's book,"

Li Ang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, "It smells like Ge Jun."

"Who is Ge Jun?"

Chai Cuiqiao asked curiously, "Is he also a great Confucian?"

"No, that is a great educator who can send away millions of students happily by playing the suona while laughing and laughing."

Li Ang made a remark casually, lamenting silently in his heart, why there are not tons and tons of literary classics in his awakened memory from another world.

However, the complaints are the ones, and Li Ang himself knows that even if there are a lot of literary classics in the memory of the foreign world, it is useless or useless.

During the 200 years of peace in Yu State, the literary world has developed rapidly, and great Confucianists and famous poets have emerged in an endless stream.

Even if he "borrowed" a few poems from the literary classics and became famous by chance, it wouldn't last long - Yu Guo had frequent banquets and poems, and almost every banquet required literati to recite poems to show their talents.

Serious literati have more than ten or twenty years of literary accumulation. Occasionally, when they have poetic inspiration, they copy down good sentences and throw them into a wooden tube on the table. Only after many years can they accumulate one or two good poems.

Who would believe that an ordinary 14-year-old boy without any life experience suddenly came up with dozens of famous novels with a huge span and completely different styles? Who will believe it?

When attending a banquet, other people randomly find something, propose a theme, ask for rhymes to be divided and rhymes to be limited, to fit the scene and compose poems temporarily,

Even when several people compose poems one by one, it is required to be flat, orderly, and integrated.

Once you can't answer halfway, or don't answer well, you will be exposed in an instant, and you will be accused of being a thief who plagiarized other people's poems, and you will be nailed to the pillar of shame for a lifetime, and you will never turn over.

Even if you are lucky, if you are not exposed for a short time, you will not be able to survive in the long run.

You are a talented young man who can recite poems and write poems, so you must be able to write articles for relatives and friends, right?

Can the table be written?

Will the chapter be written?

Will the biography of the event be written?

Will the character's diary be written? Will the yearbook be written?

Can you write a funeral post for your confidant?

Can't write? Only a few poems?

What kind of genius is this, a copycat who deceives the world and steals his name?

It is precisely because of various concerns that Li Ang can accept that his literary talents are mediocre. Fortunately, the Academy advocates being practical and practical, and what he does most is not to recite poems and fight against each other, but to build roads and bridges, improve craftsmanship, and develop agriculture. Practical things that benefit the country and the people such as the eradication of locusts.

If not, he would not have such great enthusiasm for being admitted to the entrance palace.

"Master, after reading Wang Wenlun's book, I still have to read these."

Chai Cuiqiao brought up another pile of books from the ground, "These are the poems and fus Wang Wenlun wrote at various banquets, and the biographies he wrote for others.

They were all just sorted out in Chang'an City, and they cost five pennies each. "

"Ahhh! I'm so annoying!"

Li Ang looked at the thick stack of books and felt his head hurt again.

Boom boom boom.

Just as Li Ang was sighing, Cheng Juxiu's voice sounded outside the door, "Risheng, are you there?"

"exist,"

Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door and opened it, "What's wrong, brother?"

"My classmate from the academy is here, let her look at the spirit veins for you."