Zhang Yue is very confident. He will slap anyone in the face who dares to question.

Seeing Zhang Yue's passionate expression, Ouyang Xiu said casually: "Xiu already knows you..."

 Zhang Yue had a black line on his face. Can the boss stop playing tricks? Wouldn't it be better to be more serious?

Ouyang Xiu said with a smile: "...Xiu already knows that you are good at the Nine Classics. You took eleven exams when you were in the county school, and you passed nine in all but one of eight. You are truly a talent with broad knowledge and memorization that is rare to see in a hundred years."

, It’s just a pity that I can’t take the major exam now.”

“I don’t know why?” Zhang Yue asked.

Ouyang Xiu said with a smile: "A major subject requires approval from officials of two or more systems. Now you are not well-known. This is difficult. Secondly, in recent years, most of the people who have taken the major examination are those who have been admitted as Jinshi. You still put Jinshi qualification first."

“It sounds like you are quite like another student of mine, Zeng Zigu. He is good at strategy and argumentation, but he is not good at writing essays, so he failed many times. It was not until last year that he passed the imperial examination.”

 Zhang Yue thought to himself, after all, he still had to take the imperial examination first, but his own poetry was indeed a shortcoming.

 Zhang Yue heard this: "Scholar Ouyang, my poems..."
Chapter completed!