Chapter 102: The first test case of Xiao Sanyuan County (Part 2)

After solving the question, things are very simple. You start with the question, compare the questions and finally form a big bunch of articles. In less than half an hour, an article with flowers and flowers falls on the manuscript paper.

After writing, check whether the clipping is neat and fine-tuned the structure. Some flashy words were deleted to make the article more systematic and simple and pure.

Finally, he read it silently from the beginning until he determined that the tone was harmonious and catchy; the tone was mature and pleasing to the eye, and then he was barely satisfied. He sighed and sat upright and stretched his waist, thinking: "Although there is something in his heart, it is a bit distorted. It seems that he still needs to practice more!" He was just nitpicking, although his foundation was strong and his teacher explained it thoroughly, but he had only been learning to write the article for more than a month. It was already surprising that he could write it like this.

In fact, Mr. Chen didn’t expect him to be able to write a good article in the first exam. After all, no matter how talented he is, he has to go through repeated practice. But Mr. Chen is not worried about the county exam. After all, there are few experts at this level. Generally, as long as he can solve the questions correctly and write the article down, it is a foregone conclusion that the county exam passes.

According to his idea, Tong Shengshi was a place for silent training. After five months of three rounds and fifteen games, silent articles should almost be achieved. After all, his knowledge and insights were far beyond the same year. All he lacked was to master the expression form of eight-legged essays.

But no matter what, it is okay to get into a county or a prefecture school. Then think about it for a year or two and summarize the experience and lessons well, and your writing skills will usher in a big leap... At that time, you will be qualified to take the provincial examination, and then sprint for another half a year. The peak period of the eight-legged essay level should come, and you just happen to participate in the examination.

It should be said that Mr. Chen's design that uses exams instead of training and is advancing layer by layer is already very high-profile. But he never thought that Chen Mo was a second-generation man. In his previous life, he had more than ten years of examination-oriented education and was always the legendary "top student"... Although it is not worth boasting, he has expert experience in absorbing knowledge, summarizing rules, and finding test points.

When he silently realized that the eight-legged essay was not a Tang poetry and Song lyrics, a very casual artistic work, but an argumentative essay style used by the state to win scholars. He dared to be sure, just like writing essays in the college entrance examination, he had a strong skill in it. Then through a lot of reading of the Chengwen of a master, he found several rules. These articles were roughly the same format, had better answers to the problem, and had a richer content. And each share was in line with the rhyme. Such articles would be well received.

He also focused on the articles of several masters of Shiwen, especially Cheng Mo of Wang Yang, who is known as "Shiwen Wang Xizhi", and summarized a complete set of composition methods, such as using positive patterns in the format without changing patterns, striving to intersect the positive and negative patterns of each share, striving to be orderly and orderly.

Details determine success or failure, and it is the truth at all times.

I tried it very well, and I read it several times and I was sure that this article could be ranked well under any examiner. Then I checked the last time if there was any violation of the emperor's taboo and the holy taboo. I was completely confirmed. I copied it on the answer sheet in one stroke.

Details determine success or failure. This sentence is by no means just a statement. Even the font he wrote was the Hanlin Pavilion style that Mr. Chen advised. It was indeed dignified and meticulous.

In fact, there is no need to be so serious in a county examination with few opponents. But today's silence is much more calm and sophisticated than two years ago. He knew that if he wants to stand out among the national genius elites and at least ranked among the top two, he had to constantly improve his level. The best way is to regard every exam as the most important one, and complete self-transcendence after using all his strength.

While doing all this, Silence completely forgot about external things, as if only his one person and one table were left in the world.

When I finally finished writing the last stroke of this five hundred-word hour text, it was just the intersection of Wei and You. I heard a sound of the clapper, and the time to play the cards was up.

The door of the examination room was slowly opened, and some candidates who had already handed in the papers packed up their things. After a while, the door closed again. The next time I played the card, I had to wait for an hour... It's only February, and the sky is still very short. It's usually dark at the end of Youth. Because the lights are not allowed in the county examination room, the examination time is actually only one hour left.

However, for silence, this is enough to write a poem to post. He is quick-witted and has great ability to recite poems. Moreover, posting poems will only appear at the first level of the county and government test level, and the more advanced exams are not tested, so there is no need to be too crafted, just rhyme and conform to the format.

When I saw the title of "Autumn Light comes to the Wild Man's House first", I knew it was the last sentence of "Autumn Worship", one of Lu Fangweng's few good poems. The whole poem is "The gardener picks cucumbers by the frame, the village girl picks green flowers along the fence, and the city is still hot, and the autumn light comes to the Wild Man's House first." As long as I follow this artistic conception, I can write a five-character and eight-rhyme poem, there is no meaning of making things difficult.

It seems that County Magistrate Li is also worried that if he even tried to post poems, he would be scolded by this class of candidates secretly for the rest of his life.

Close your eyes and recall Tao Yuanming's artistic conception of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains", and silence in his heart has become a poem. This time, he didn't even write a draft, and wrote sixteen poems on the answer sheet:

"I didn't realize the autumn light first, and I found the east of the wild fence. The weather was clear and the road was clear.

The melons and vines are next to each other, and the wind is coming out of the countryside, the wind is coming out of the countryside, the village is in a hurry, and the vines are in the same hometown.

Liangyuan sends swallows late, and the grass roars of huts roaring insects. It is suitable for the suburbs to be cool and cool, and it is suitable for the city to be cool.

The dew urges the reeds to white, the frost pushes the red water to the ground, the prosperous times bring the west to the west, and the poems are recorded in the records of Fang Weng."

After writing, put aside your writing and answering all the questions.

When I looked at the time again, I was just at the Youth hour, and I couldn't help but be stunned. I thought to myself, what am I doing in the past hour?

He was doing nothing here, and County Magistrate Li, who was sitting high behind the big case, kept staring at him. Why? Because more than 100 candidates have handed in the papers, Li County Zunxin said: 'It takes so much time to take the county exam. What should I do when the government and the institute exam is?' Let's look at Tao Yuchen. If he didn't say the first one to hand over the paper, his article was also extremely clever, and his level was far superior to the same year.

County Magistrate Li suspected that he had cultivated an embroidered pillow that was not good, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He kept staring at him silently, thinking that he would put him in an eighteen way to relieve his hatred.

I didn't feel silent when answering the paper, but now when I am free, I feel that I will be melted by the resentful gaze of the county magistrate, so I have to go forward and hand in the paper.
Chapter completed!