The singer's words made everyone present look at Magistrate Zhang in surprise.

Magistrate Zhang smiled and said calmly: "For the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition in previous years, I was the final judge."

"Now, I have just advanced the selection time."

After County Magistrate Zhang finished speaking, someone made a "huh" sound.

Wu Xueli, who was next to him, came to his senses and said excitedly to Zhao Ce: "Zhao Ce, what the county magistrate means is that you will come out on top in this poetry competition!"

Wu Xueli's voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it also attracted everyone's attention.

Zhao Ce did not expect that only halfway through the poem, the title of first place would fall on him.

"This poem by one of the four talented scholars in Wuzhong is indeed a dimensionality-reducing blow to this group of Confucian scholars who have no academic achievements."

Zhao Ce had a faint smile on his face, and everyone else looked at Zhao Ce with envy or jealousy.

Although this number one has already been rated.

But others in the back still have to read out their own poems.

Try to leave a good impression on the county magistrate after Zhao Ce.

It's a pity.

With pearls and jade in front, no matter how many Confucian scholars read or compose poems, they feel they are not enough.

Su Changxing, who was at the back, couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he didn't step forward to write a poem.

Otherwise, this will definitely become Zhao Ce's stepping stone.

Liu Xiucai lost the fighting spirit he had just now and drank the wine in his glass dejectedly.

After the last Confucian scholar finished reciting, Magistrate Zhang, who was in charge, breathed a sigh of relief.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the moon had crept up quietly.

In the final selection result of this poetry competition, Zhao Ce won the first place with five first-class awards.

Magistrate Zhang stood in Taichung and said with a smile: "Today's poetry competition was won by Li Xiucai's student Zhao Ce."

"Awesome!"

Wu Xueli couldn't help but cheered.

In previous years, they came here as a foil.

Unexpectedly, this time, their classmates directly got the best results!

Qiu Shubai, who had not written a poem, also came over excitedly and congratulated Zhao Ce together with Wu Xueli.

"Humph, you are whistling, you don't look like a scholar at all!"

Someone muttered sourly.

However, no one who heard it dared to agree.

After all, this person was elected by Magistrate Zhang, and others are still standing on top.

Zhao Ce raised his hands to express his thanks to the congratulators.

Then he was pushed by everyone and walked to the stage.

Magistrate Zhang took the lottery ticket from the attendant next to him. It was a quite thick book.

Magistrate Zhang said: "This is the imperial ink scroll of Jinke Jinshi. You can take it back and study it."

"Not to mention the Tongsheng Examination, even the Provincial Examination and the Proficiency Examination in the future will definitely be of great benefit to you."

After finishing speaking, Magistrate Zhang whispered: "The papers for the first-level Jinshi are all..."

The imperial examination paper of Jinke Jinshi?

The people nearby looked over with envy.

Their city is far away from the capital. If they want to copy some Jinke's Weimo scrolls, they can only wait for the people in the bookstore to arrange for someone to go to the capital to copy them specially.

Then they spend money to buy it.

Because of the long distance, they usually have to wait until close to the Chinese New Year to see Jinke Jinshi's imperial examination papers.

As for the content of the copy...it's up to the people in the bookstore to read it as they copy it.

But Magistrate Zhang's book was obviously much thicker than the ones they had bought before.

Moreover, there is no need to say more about the purpose of Magistrate Zhang sending such a book.

This Zhao Ce...

Magistrate Zhang just concluded that he could continue to take the entrance examination in the future?

Zhao Ce also took the thick book with some fear.

He didn't look through it first, and directly thanked County Magistrate Zhang: "Thank you, Lord County Lord, for your teaching."

Magistrate Zhang said in a good mood: "Although your poetry is good, poetry is not tested in the imperial examination."

“I have to be equally brilliant when writing articles in the future.”

After finishing speaking, he said to the students sitting down: "Although there are some shortcomings in everyone's poems today, you can see from them your intentions."

"The rest of those who get the first grade can get some small gifts from me."

After Magistrate Zhang finished speaking, the attendant next to him also distributed some gifts to the others.

Although they didn’t have the same intentions as Caitou, many people who got them were happy to discuss them with the people around them.

After composing the poem, the next step is free activities.

Magistrate Zhang knew that no one would be uncomfortable with him here, so he sat there for a while and prepared to leave with Master Xu.

Zhao Ce, who was surrounded by people, had sharp eyes and quickly stepped forward with the things he had prepared.

"Your Majesty the County Lord, Lord Registrar, this is a little thought from the students."

Zhao Ce walked over, bowed, and then gave away the gift box in his hand.

Magistrate Zhang and Chief Xu took it with smiles on their faces.

Magistrate Zhang nodded and said, "In that case, I will try your new product when I get back."

Master Xu also smiled meaningfully and said, "You are indeed a good young man. Li Xiucai has accepted a good student."

Li Xiucai over there heard someone calling him, raised his drunken eyes, and said confusedly: "Hiccup, the poetry meeting is over?"

With that said, he stood up and was about to walk out.

Magistrate Zhang said dumbfounded: "Hurry up and help your master!"

Wu Xueli and Qiu Shubai ran over quickly and supported Li Xiucai.

"Master, you are drunk, the student will send you back?"

Li Xiucai waved his hand and said boldly: "Drunk? I have so many talents, how can I get drunk?"

"By the way, Zhao Ce's poem came out on top, right?"

It's hard for him to be so drunk, but he still remembered to ask his students before leaving.

The other scholars all covered their faces, as if they were not looking at him.

Just when he saw Zhao Ce standing next to Magistrate Zhang, he thought about when Zhao Ce would be able to see Li Xiucai's true face and find another teacher.

So they have a chance...

Magistrate Zhang asked his attendants to support Li Xiucai and said, "There will be a lantern party later, so you don't need to bother. I'll just have someone take your wife back."

Wu Xueli and the other two were flattered and said, "Thank you so much, Lord County Lord."

Because of Zhao Ce, they even received a word of concern from the county magistrate.

Both of them were very happy.

But Li Xiucai waved his hand and said, "I haven't drunk enough yet, you go first!"

Magistrate Zhang said helplessly: "Brother Lin Feng, I know you love wine, so I will send a few pots of chrysanthemum wine to your house. Just go back and drink it slowly."

Li Xiucai was happy now and asked Magistrate Zhang's attendants to follow him and left drunkenly.

Zhao Ce and others thanked Magistrate Zhang, who waved his hand and left with Master Xu.

Soon after he left, almost everyone in the venue gathered around him.

"Brother Zhao, I never thought that despite your clever mind, you could write poems so well."

"Yes, the county magistrate values ​​you so much, I believe you will definitely achieve good results in the imperial examination in the future."
Chapter completed!