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Chapter 64 Three Problems

"Lu is a little unfamiliar with his talent. The girl's praise just now is really awesome. If she can't answer it, she may make a joke to Miss Zhao. But for the sake of the people of Jiangyou, please ask Miss Zhao to give a question." Lu Haoshan said with a tough bullet.

Hell, it turns out that the unlucky guy is a Jinshi. He can't recite the most basic thousand-character text. He really got a quiz on his studies, which is probably a joke. However, Zhao Min said this, and he can't retreat. Let's see the situation first. The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. He can only walk.

"Sir, I am really confident," Zhao Min smiled and said softly: "If you can pass the Jinshi exam, you must be memorizing various Books of Songs and writing articles in a bunch of ways. It would be meaningless to take these exams. If a girl is not talented, she will take some non-sense things."

Lu Haoshan smiled and said indifferently: "You can follow the guests and Miss Zhao will come out at will. If Lu's luckily answered, I wonder how much Miss Zhao is willing to donate to the people of Jiangyou?"

On the surface, he looked indifferent, but in fact he shouted for luck in his heart. To be honest, what I fear most is to take the Four Books and Five Classics, and these non-spoken subjects are the best in their hearts. They can answer and show their abilities. Even if they can't answer, they don't feel rude, so there is no reason to disagree.

"Adults are busy with official duties, and the little girl dares not delay your time. So the first one is to answer the questions. Our Zhao clan donated 300 taels more. After passing the second question, we donated another 800 taels. If the first two questions are passed, the donated amount will reach 1,500 taels. If the adults answer the third question correctly, then the amount donated before can double to reach 3,000 taels. I wonder what the adults want to do?"

"Okay, one word is certain." There is money in the answer, and even if the answer is wrong, there is no punishment. There is only the benefits and no harm. Lu Haoshan naturally has no objection, for fear that Zhao Min will change his mind, so he immediately agreed.

A county's tax revenue is just over 20,000 taels, and 3,000 taels is also a huge sum of money. It is already very good that the Zhao clan is willing to take out 3,000 taels.

Seeing Lu Haoshan responding, Zhao Min was secretly happy: He promised to donate 3,000 taels, but that was conditional. Although 3,000 taels were more than 3,000 taels, the county magistrate needed to take it away. He was so confident just now that he must not have low knowledge. Well, he deliberately let him go and let him have a step forward and go out of some side doors behind him to give him a retreat. This way he could take care of his face and not have to donate so much money in vain. It could also block the leisurely mouths of other wealthy gentry. It can be said that he had three goals at one fell swoop.

"A word is certain." Zhao Min also said crisply.

"Miss Zhao please give a question."

Zhao Min was not polite, signaling Lu Haoshan to look at the window, pointing to a plum blossom outside the window and saying, "Sir, please see, this plum blossom was planted by a young woman when she was five years old. Unexpectedly, she has grown so big in a blink of an eye."

"This plum blossom is lush and leaves, and must have received careful care from Miss Zhao." Lu Haoshan didn't understand what the ** was going to say in front of him, but now he had to ask her for help, so he could only speak with her.

"The purpose of the little girl planting this plum blossom is actually very simple. She thinks that the plum blossom is very elegant, unworldly, fragrant but not vulgar, and charming but not delicate. Unfortunately, the plum blossoms only bloom in winter, and take good care of them. Finally, there will be the day when the flowers fall and wither. Look, yesterday, the plum blossoms all over the trees have fallen and fallen, which is really sad. The little girl's first question is very simple, and she writes a poem based on flowers as the theme."

The first question is a score-free question, which is Lu Haoshan’s first reaction.

For scholars, writing poetry is as simple as a person's meal, and the difference is that it is the difference between doing well and doing poorly. An ancient saying goes: If you read 300 Tang poems well, you will steal them if you can't recite poems. Zhao Min only said that he wrote a poem, but there is no limit on whether he wrote well or not. It is obvious that the first question is given. It seems that the title of the county magistrate is pretty good, at least worth 300 taels of silver, and he is really good at being a human being.

"This question is very wide. I think about it, okay, I have it." Lu Haoshan thought about it for a while and soon came up with an idea.

"Oh, the little girl listens to the master's masterpieces."

"The vast sorrow of parting is slanting in the sun, and the whip is swaying from the east to the end of the world. The fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." Lu Haoshan wanted to read out his work.

To be honest, the first test is very large and it is not difficult to do it, but it is by no means easy to do it well, because for thousands of years, poems on the subjects such as Fenghua and Flow have been done too much. The more you do it, the better you write it, and the less space you leave for the rest. Zhao Min is a clever person. He asked such a question, saying it was "give points", but it was actually a test. If she did not do it well, she would look down on her.

It is a matter of humiliation to make oneself write. It is estimated that the level of Tong Sheng in the private school is higher than that of himself. Lu Haoshan did not prepare to write at the beginning, but kept thinking about poems about flowers and preparing to plagiarize other people's excellent works. What made Lu Haoshan feel a headache was that this was the late Ming Dynasty. In other words, no matter how well he wrote in the previous dynasty, he had no business of his own. The best target for plagiarism was the literati and heroes of the Qing Dynasty. Lu Haoshan thought about it and searched for his dry heart. Finally, he remembered the poem "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" by Gong Zizhen in the Chinese textbook, so he "written" it very well.

"Fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers." Zhao Min couldn't help but recite these two peerless sentences. After reading them, she looked at Lu Haoshan deeply, then clapped her hands and said, "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. She is really worthy of being a Jinshi. The adults are so clear. In just a moment, she came up with this amazing masterpiece. She is really talented and talented. The little girl has seen it."

Others write about how beautiful flowers are, bright, and describe flowers like beauty, and the most beautiful things in the world. Unexpectedly, I just reflected that the flowering period has passed and the flowers have withered. The county magistrate immediately wrote the good sentence "Fallen reds are not merciless things, they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers". Is this showing good deeds to yourself or comforting yourself? Don't talk about this thought, even the perspective of entering is unique. It is a different perspective to write another realm of flowers, which makes people shine.

With this talent, even the proud Zhao Min had to look up to Lu Haoshan.

The appearance is born from the heart. I have to say that after Lu Haoshan "written" this poem, his image in Zhao Min's eyes suddenly became much taller and his appearance became much more pleasing to the eyes.

"It's just a rough and careless work that is easy to make, and it's limited in its level. It's just a joke." Lu Haoshan said modestly.

Zhao Min shook her head and said, "This kind of good poem is also called a rough work. Then there are not many people in the world who dare to write poems. I am so modest."

"Miss Zhao, has Lu calculated this first question?"

"Of course it's over." Zhao Min said simply, smiling: "It's worth hearing such a good and amazing work."

Lu Haoshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and completed the first question excellently. At least he was saved. The one behind him could not be answered, and it would not be a laughing stock. Besides, being looked at by the beauty differently is also a very pleasant thing. While talking about Gong Zizhen's offense in his heart, he smiled and said, "This is just the first question, there are two questions. Please continue to draw the questions."

"Okay, that little girl is not polite."

After taking care of his face, it was time to ask him some problems and let him know that the Zhao clan's money was not that easy to get, Zhao Min said in his heart.
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