Daming: Is There Imperial Examination Fraud At The Beginning? I Cry As A Candidate During The Test

Chapter 34: One song, one generation, one pair, stunning the audience!

In the attic, the bamboo curtains were slightly swayed by the wind, and the faint gaps revealed the scenery on the other side.

The maid heard Ye Xuan's answer and said:

"A fifth-grade doctor."

"Young Master is still so young and handsome."

"The first level has been passed."

She stepped aside wisely.

The maid thought to herself: This young man looks so handsome, and his conditions are so good. If he can become a uncle, can I also become a maid?

She glanced furtively at Ye Xuan.

His face is like a crown jade, with jade trees facing the wind. His lips are red and his teeth are white. He looks like a handsome scholar.

Comes with extraordinary nobility.

Heart-pounding.

There were two blushes on the little maid's cheeks, showing a little shyness.

"No wonder the lady would throw the hydrangea to this young man."

"I'm afraid that all the women in the world will not be able to control themselves after seeing Mr. Ye's handsome appearance."

"first round?"

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and joked with a smile: "It seems that it is not easy to meet your lady. Girl, how many levels does your lady have to set up? How many levels do I need to pass before I can see your family?" Miss?"

The little maid was stunned by Ye Xuan's handsome appearance and warm smile, and couldn't help but say:

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, only..."

"Spring cicada."

A gentle voice interrupted the little maid.

Maid Qiuyue opened the curtain and stepped out.

She exudes a kind and gentle temperament, with a curvy figure, peaceful eyebrows and wise eyes.

Qiuyue glanced at the little maid Chunchan reproachfully.

Chun Chan quickly covered her mouth and rolled her round and black eyes.

Beauty is misleading.

She almost spilled the beans.

The young lady once reminded them before throwing hydrangeas to attract brides.

"The one who grabs the hydrangea."

"Anyone with ugly appearance will be eliminated."

"Those who are too old will also be eliminated."

"These people don't have to invite people to the attic, just give them a hundred taels of silver privately and let them leave on their own."

"If this person has excellent conditions and outstanding appearance, please go to the attic and let them answer three questions."

"The first step is to ask about their names, family background and other information."

"Those who come from poor families and have no ambition to make progress will be eliminated."

"Those who have no ink in their abdomen will be eliminated."

"Those with bad conduct will be eliminated..."

...

"Also, don't reveal other information to the person who grabbed the hydrangea."

Spring cicada rejoiced and thought:

"Thankfully, Sister Qiuyue reminded me, otherwise I would definitely make a mistake, and the lady would definitely throw away my snacks and snacks."

Qiu Yue Chao Ye Xuan Ying Ying Fu Li, neither humble nor arrogant said:

"Young master, this servant is Qiuyue, the young lady's maid. Chunchan just asked for the details of the young master. So, now is the official test. If the young master does not want to go through the test, he can leave on his own."

Ye Xuan couldn't help but smile.

"Just now I was testing someone else, and now it's someone else's turn to test me, so Feng Shui Samsara has changed."

"Just ask the question."

"I want to see how your young lady wants to test me."

Qiuyue motioned to the figure behind the bamboo curtain, and the graceful figure nodded.

"Then, sir, I will give you a question."

"This question is to test the young master's talent and learning. Please write a poem with the theme of lovesickness."

"Lovesickness?"

Ye Xuan paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, pretending to think.

A bunch of poems about lovesickness come to mind.

Copy it.

Or copy it.

Anyway, the person who created these poems in history was not yet born, so he who utters these poems now is the original one.

Ye Xuan decided to use his traditional time traveler skills.

Copy poetry.

Ye Xuan cleared his voice and began to read aloud.

"A pair of people from one generation to the next in their lives, fighting for each other's ecstasy. Who will love each other if they miss each other but don't love each other?"

"It's easy to beg for a paddle to the blue bridge, but it's hard to run through the blue sea for medicine. If you visit me and drink Oxford, you will forget your poverty."

The attic was quiet except for Ye Xuan's voice.

Ye Xuan looked around at everyone.

Qiuyue and Chunchan were in a daze, their red lips slightly opened and their eyes widened.

Behind the bamboo curtain.

The graceful and graceful figure sitting motionless.

Ye Xuan was confused.

Why are you so stunned?

"cough."

"What do you think of this poem? If you are not satisfied, I will compose another one?"

“It’s so well written!”

"Sir, you are so awesome!"

Chun Chan's face turned red with excitement, she held her hands on her chest, her face full of admiration.

Qiuyue couldn't help but admire in her heart:

This poem is really well done.

No wonder Mr. Ye is so young and already a fifth-grade doctor of the Ministry of Etiquette. He is so talented and truly worthy of this position.

She suppressed the admiration in her heart, pulled the spring cicada that had transformed into Ye Xuan's nymphomaniac, and whispered:

"Chun Chan, pay attention to your appearance."

"Don't lose face, young lady."

"But Mr. Ye is really amazing. He was able to compose this poem in such a short period of time, and he did it so well..."

"Master Ye's words are certainly good, but we must also be more reserved!"

Qiuyue looked at her with a "killing" look and whispered a reminder

Chun Chan immediately covered her mouth.

The two maids were whispering to the side. Although their voices were soft, they could not stop Ye Xuan, whose physical fitness had been enhanced tenfold. Ye Xuan's physical fitness had been enhanced tenfold, including his hearing.

"It seems that these two little maids are quite satisfied with this poem. Now we just need to see the attitude of this young lady."

Behind the bamboo curtain.

Miss Shen bit her red lips lightly, spreading a blush.

A pair of people from generation to generation, they miss each other but are not in love with each other.

It is easy to beg for an oar to the blue bridge, but it is difficult to run across the blue sea for medicine.

Good sentences and good words.

This poem borrows many love allusions between men and women, such as Pei Hang Yunying from Lanqiao, Hou Yi Chang'é, Cowherd Weaver Girl, etc.

It is really rare for Ye Xuan to create such a wonderful poem in such a short time.

Its talent.

It’s really hard to see.

Miss Shen used her beautiful eyes to look at Ye Xuan through the bamboo curtain. Through the gap in the bamboo curtain, she could slightly see the corner of the man's clothes, the sharp outline of his face, and his fair skin.

No matter what Ye Xuan's conditions are, they all meet the image of her future husband.

"Qiuyue, Chunchan, all of you, please go down."

"yes."

The other maids and servants retreated one after another.

Chun Chan's dark eyes widened in confusion and became round, and her slightly childish face was full of question marks.

"Miss, didn't you mean..."

Do you want to take three questions?

Now I have just finished the first question.

You just thought that when choosing a husband, you need to choose the last one. Literary talent alone is not enough. You also need to test your character and whether you have great ambitions?

The remaining two have not been tested yet.

Qiuyue stretched out her fair and slender fingers, covered Chunchan's mouth, and dragged this guy who couldn't read the atmosphere away.

Only Ye Xuan and the mysterious Miss Shen were left in the attic.

A pair of white and slender fingers, like green jade, opened the bamboo curtain. Miss Shen walked out from behind the bamboo curtain, and her appearance was revealed in front of Ye Xuan.

Her eyes are full of spring water, her eyebrows are like willows, her face is like hibiscus, her temple hair is like clouds, and her skin is like snow.

Wearing a pink stand-collar long coat and a moonlight skirt, the floral pattern on the skirt matches the coat, with appropriate shades and is very elegant.

There were two blushes on Miss Shen's cheeks, and she shyly shouted to Ye Xuan,

"Ms. sir."

Its voice is as melodious as an oriole's, and its voice is like a clear spring in the valley.

Ye Xuan was stunned.

The delicate voice made his whole body tingle.

Good guy.

Is this a beautiful wife falling from the sky?

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