Chapter 236

Hearing the speech, song Shilian stopped and looked at her inexplicably for a while. Suddenly he pulled his lips and smiled, "why do you think you're in the palace?"

"...." Shen Zhiqiao was stunned.

Song Shilian took another step and walked along, "let me remind you that the girl came to the palace to teach Princess Qinghe. She should have some other ideas as soon as possible. Otherwise, the girl will suffer in the end."

Shen Zhiqiao's eyelids jumped. I see.

Feelings she thought she had no intention to enter the palace... Er... Well, she really had "no intention"!

He looked away and hurriedly stepped up.

Song Shilian glanced at her at the end of his eyes. "The girl's talent still needs to be tested. Someone will test her later. If she passes, I'll take her to the emperor. Whether she can stay or not depends on the emperor and Princess Qinghe himself."

“……”

And test?!

There was silence.

How can she learn? In modern times, she can swim in the water twice. In ancient times, she is a useless person now.

Tut... This self-awareness is really... Cruel!

When Shen Zhiqiao was too anxious, song Shilian had taken her to Shanglinyuan.

Shen Zhiqiao walked to the door and was really frightened by the battle inside.

Six or seven men with white sideburns and rigorous expression sat in a row, staring at her with bright eyes.

This scene is somewhat like the interview scene in the workplace drama.

Seeing her standing still at the door, song Shilian reminded, "girl, these are your examiners today. If they are satisfied, I can take you to the emperor next."

Song Shilian deliberately emphasized the words "go to see the emperor".

Shen Zhiqiao tried to roll his eyes and walked in with a stiff head.

Song Shilian withdrew when she went in.

Shen Zhiqiao stood in front of several people. He was a little cramped. He was stared at by them. He was punished to stand in class. It's very bad!

Compared with the other examiners, the examiner sitting in the middle was more modest, with a smile in the corners of his eyes. He looked at the stool specially prepared for her behind her. In front of the stool was a long table with a long piano, a flute, four treasures of study, Danqing paintbrush and so on.

Said, "please sit down, girl."

Shen Zhiqiao smiled modestly and didn't notice what was behind him. "Just stand there, little woman."

She actually wanted to say whether it would be convenient not to take the exam.

But I also know that this is not feasible.

The examiner in the middle smiled, "the girl can start the exam by sitting below."

"..." Shen Zhiqiao was stunned and looked behind him.

Suddenly the corner of the eye cramped, biting his lips, walked over ruthlessly and sat down.

The examiner nodded, "please play a song first."

"...." Shen Zhiqiao was silent and his face was slightly red.

Staring at the long piano on the long case, he didn't move.

Song Shilian stood at the door, his eyes flashed with interest.

"Girl, please!" the examiner in the middle said gently again.

Shen Zhiqiao closed his eyes and was ashamed. "The little woman is not good at playing the piano. She's afraid she'll pollute the ears of several adults."

The examiner in the middle looked at the others and said, "is that girl good at flute?"

Shen Zhiqiao blushed and shook his head.

"A picture of Danqing?"

The blush came to his ears and shook his head.

"Chess?"

His neck is red and he shakes his head.

“……”

Several examiners looked at each other. One of them couldn't help it, and then asked, "recite poetry and make fu?"

Shen Zhiqiao shook his head conditionally, turned his head, and nodded busily.

The examiner in the middle didn't understand, "the girl shook her head and nodded, would it?"

Song Shilian squinted and couldn't help looking at her with some curiosity.

Shen Zhiqiao felt that his face was burning badly. He breathed a sigh of relief and didn't answer. He took the rice paper on the table and spread it, grinded it and dipped it in a pen to write.

Several examiners waited quietly without urging.

After a while, Shen Zhiqiao put down his pen, picked up rice paper and blew it gently. He slowly stood up from his seat, presented his hands to the examiner in the middle, and retreated back to his position to stand.

The examiner in the middle looked at her first, and then he looked at what she had written.

His eyes flashed surprise and strangeness, and then turned into appreciation and exclamation.

Several other examiners were curious, and one of them took it from him.

The expression is the same as that of the examiner in the middle.

Everyone was silent after reading.

Shen Zhiqiao was uneasy and said that the poems borrowed by the female owners in the novel were not unanimously praised? For hair on her, it became silent?!

What happened?

For a while, the examiner in the middle suddenly laughed and read out what Shen Zhiqiao had just written, but he only read it once.

As white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon in the clouds.

I hear you have a fickle heart. So I’ve come to declare we’ll part

Today's drinking party, Mingdan ditch water head.

Walking on the imperial ditch, the ditch water flows from east to west.

Sad and sad again, there is no need to cry for marriage.

Willing to get one heart, white heads do not leave each other.

Shen Zhiqiao was really amazed at his memory.

This song "Bai tou Yin" written by Zhuo Wenjun is one of her favorite songs when she was studying in modern times, so she always remembers that there are two sentences behind it, "what curl is the bamboo pole, and what curl is the fish's tail. Men attach great importance to morale, and what use money knife for it.", but she prefers to break the tail by "willing to be one person, white heads do not leave each other.".

Perhaps every girl's life is looking forward to such an ending, looking for someone to love white head.

And the girl who is in love for this kind of beautiful feelings is also very strong, so she will keep such beautiful sentences in ancient poetry fresh for a long time.

She can write down only one or two songs. At least she is young

Song Shilian raised his mouth strangely and whispered, "I'd like to be a man of one heart and white heads don't leave each other..."

The examiner in the middle smiled at the other examiners and said to Shen Zhiqiao, "girl, can you add another one? I feel it. The girl is really talented. I'm ashamed."

As soon as he finished, several other examiners agreed and asked her to do another song.

Shen Zhiqiao took a breath of relief, narrowed his eyes, covered the dark Shuang in his eyes, and said with a smile, "the little woman made a fool of herself."

So Shen Zhiqiao wrote another song.

Fortunately, I know how to recognize Braille after crossing, so I can't write it.

After Shen Zhiqiao wrote it, he sent it up again.

The result of several examiners' reading was that they ignored Shen Zhiqiao's inability to draw Qin and chess, so they passed her.

Shen Zhiqiao bent his mouth, bowed his head and thanked him. He didn't lift his head and went out.

Song Shilian frowned and wondered what was written in the next song. At this time, the examiner sitting in the middle came over with the two poems she had just written and handed them to him with admiration, "this girl is gifted. These two are very good, very good!"

Song Shilian took it and said nothing.

Look down.

"Count the sound, and report the fragrance. Cherish the spring and break the residual red. The rain is light, the wind is violent, and the plum is green. There are Yongfeng willows, and no one has spent all the day, flowers and snow.

Don't pull the single string. You can complain. The sky is not old, and it's hard to say. Your heart is like a double screen, with thousands of knots in it. After night, the east window is not white and the waning moon is not frozen. "

After song Shilian finished reading it, he looked at a certain point on the rice paper. For a moment, he smiled, "what a day is not old, and it is difficult to be in love."

Shen Zhiqiao walked in front of him. When he heard his words, he almost stumbled and fell.

Sin, sin.

This poem was written by Zhang Xian. Its title is millennium.

There are not many poems written by Zhang Xian, and this song "the sound of thousands of years" is an excellent work.

With her way of life, she can't make such a peerless poem.

They asked her to write poetry, but she couldn't do it, so she had to borrow the fine works of her predecessors.

If she were asked to write another song, she might not be able to recite a complete one.

Fortunately, it passed.