Four women pulled the long cloth and fell down, their white clothes floating like fairies descending.

The way of appearance is eye-catching.

At this time, everyone's eyes were attracted by the topic on the long cloth.

"Birthday poems!"

"Break the enemy!"

"read!"

"Have peace!"

On the long light blue cloth, the iron painted silver hooks write the theme of this poetry meeting, which flutters with the wind, making the handwriting on the cloth passionate and free.

"Everyone, this is the title of today's poetry meeting. Next, please continue to appreciate the song and dance, and break the topic and write poems based on the theme. You have two quarters of an hour. If you have any masterpieces, you can write them on paper and leave their names. They will be presented one by one and commented by Confucian predecessors." Xiao Tiancheng said loudly.

When he retreats, he will sing and dance on the platform.

There were already discussions in each room, ready to think hard and express it well.

One of the themes of this poetry meeting is birthday poems. Everyone understands that Your Majesty’s birthday is similar now, so this birthday poem is naturally to congratulate Your Majesty. Therefore, everyone is eager to try it. If you make a masterpiece, it may be passed into Your Majesty’s ears, which is definitely a good reputation.

Under the influence of the Nine-Rank Zhongzheng system, everyone cherishes their reputation and constantly strives to maintain and manage. Some people cherish their reputation and betray their faith for the sake of their reputation.

Too many people are different for the mask of hypocrisy.

Shen Ning glanced at the theme on the cloth and spit out a melon seed shell.

There are no sunflower seeds in Dajin yet, and these are watermelon seeds, so peeling them is more troublesome. Yu Xuefei, who was beside him, saw that Shen Ning likes to eat melon seeds, picked up the melon seeds and gently bit a small bite, then peeled them with her jade hand, took out the white and tender kernels, put them together a small pile, and presented them to Shen Ning.

Shen Ning swallowed it in one mouthful, without any hesitation.

Qiu Shigang, who was thinking about poetry, was thinking about this scene and suddenly felt that nothing was fragrant. The jealousy in his heart became stronger.

"Brother Shen is a talented man. I believe he has a masterpiece. It depends on your performance after the exam!" Qiu Shigang asked.

Shen Ning didn't want to show off, so he said, "My poetry level is average. I can overwhelm all the heroes in Xuzhou, but I dare not be arrogant even in the emperor, so I can forget about writing poetry. Today I am here to see the world and eat some melon seeds."

Qiu Shigang sighed: "Brother Shen has to read more, not only for the career of the government, but also for his own cultivation. Fighting, killing and killing is the cause of reckless men. Cousin, I remember when you were a child, you admired knowledgeable people the most. My cousin already has poetry in his heart, so why don't you polish it for me?"

Unexpectedly, Yu Xuefei shook her head and said, "I am superficial and dare not polish it randomly. Besides, eating melon seeds is the biggest thing now."

After saying that, Yu Xuefei focused on eating melon seeds.

Qiu Shigang was defeated and felt even more unhappy. Then his eyes turned and he had an idea.

He sat for a while and left the room on the grounds of convenience.

He walked along the aisle and saw several classmates from the Imperial College. He was immediately delighted and walked in.

Only Yu Xuefei and Shen Ning were left in the house.

"Brother Ning, if you want to show your skills with your talent, you will surely be amazed by all your skills." Yu Xuefei firmly believed.

This is true. Shen Ning has a good memory and has many Tang and Song lyrics in his mind. He can be glorious if he recites it casually.

But when Shen Ning first arrived in the imperial city, he was cautious and would rather give up this opportunity to show off, not earn the system's points, nor want to cause trouble for himself.

"Xuefei, if you value reputation too much, it will change its quality." Chen Ning said casually.

Yu Xuefei nodded repeatedly. He knew Chen Ning's talent and demeanor, and his conscience was his ambition. Looking at the entire Zhaixing Tower, who has such a realm? The person he likes is so outstanding.

Chen Ning said again: "Xuefei, you have lived in your aunt's house during this period. You must protect yourself. It is better not to see strangers. I will go to you when I have time and accompany you to visit the imperial city."

Yu Xuefei was not stupid and immediately understood Chen Ning's voice-over.

"Actually, my aunt is not bad-hearted. My cousin is just a little bit sensible. Brother Ning, don't worry, I won't be in trouble." Yu Xuefei said.

Seeing that she knew it, Chen Ning didn't take any trouble, after all, he was her relative.

......

The private room on the fifth floor.

Xiao Rui was pouring tea, Xun Qing was sitting on the top of the head, and there was an ordinary young man next to him. This man was the son of King Huai, the grandson of His Majesty, Sima Zihao.

Your Majesty now has only three sons, and King Huai is the second son.

Sima Zihao smiled and said, "I have invited Lord Xun many times, but Lord Xun refuses. Brother Xiao is still worthy of his face."

Xun Qing replied: "The prince's words have been broken. When the prince first arrived at the imperial capital, all the official duties were busy, so he did not dare to disturb the prince and the prince. He originally thought that he would come to the door to apologize after stability."

Xiao Rui said with a foil: "Your Highness, Lord Xun is willing to come. He heard that Your Highness is coming, so he agreed to this trip. In other words, Xiao is benefiting from Your Highness's glory."

When Sima Zihao heard this, he laughed and joked: "Mr. Xun, Brother Xiao, don't compliment me anymore."

Then, Sima Zihao said seriously: "I'm not to hide it from you, sir, my students have admired you for a long time, especially when you said some time ago, the four sentences you said in the Imperial College: Establish your heart for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the people, inherit your unique knowledge for the past saints, and open peace for all ages. After I returned, I was full of these four sentences, and I couldn't help myself. I silently recited it, and felt that my life had a goal. It turned out that the end of the Confucian and Taoist ended. That's why I couldn't stand the admiration and always wanted to disturb Lord Xun. I hope Lord Xun will forgive me!"

I saw him stand up and give a heavy gift.

Xiao Rui agreed: "Mr. Xun's four mottos are deafening and lit the guiding lights for Confucian and Taoist students, and the students are also shocked by enlightenment."

Xun Qing quickly waved his hand and said, "Criminal, Young Master Xiao, those four proverbs are not what I said. I explained it on the spot in the Imperial College that day. I was also advised by someone to open up peace and establish peace as my ambition for this life. Therefore, this matter must be stated again. This official cannot occupy other people's knowledge in order to gain fame and reputation, and is not ashamed of others! I don't bother about this!"

Xiao Rui and Sima Zihao were stunned.

"Sir, we think sir is modest. How dare you ask sir, who is the great scholar?" Xiao Rui asked.

"Yes, if I have the chance, I must visit me!" Sima Zihao was so crazy that everyone in the imperial capital knew about it.

Xun Qing smiled and said, "The other party is a young man from Xuzhou, only seventeen years old!"

"What?"

Xiao Rui and Sima Zihao looked at each other.

At this moment, Xiao Tiancheng's voice sounded in the hall. Time has come, the singing and dancing have dispersed, and we have begun to comment on poetry.

"Let me listen to the poem first." Xun Qing did not continue to say more.

At this time, the entire building was focused on the poetry meeting.

Xiao Tiancheng said: "Everyone, many young masters have written poems. We have classified them according to the content of the poems. Now, Dr. Lin Xiao from the Imperial College will reveal all the poems in the "Birthday Poems" to everyone and comment on the poems!"

With the congratulations, Lin Xiao came on stage and bowed to everyone to signal.

Let the doctor of the Imperial College read out poems and comment on poems, which shows the formality of this poetry meeting, and the methods of this young master of the Xiao family can be seen. Moreover, the evaluation of the doctor of the Imperial College can also make everyone convinced.

As Lin Xiao came to the stage, there were several young girls following behind him, holding plates in his hands and masterpieces made by the people present.

Before the poem was read out, the scholars in the hall were already talking about it.

"Oh, even Dr. Lin has been invited! Dr. Lin is known as the best poet. He personally comments on poetry, but it is an honor to be a poet!"

"This poetry meeting tonight will be widely circulated tomorrow. I wonder who will win the lead!"

"It's really exciting!"

......

As the discussion spread, Dr. Lin Xiao picked up the first poem and said with a smile: "Everyone, Lin has read this birthday poem for him!"

"The first poem comes from Sun Tianyang, called "Tianlun": Vicissitudes and changes, people will never grow old, and they will be blessed forever and healthy. The world and family will be prosperous, and I only wish to set up a birthday hall every year."

After reading it, Lin Xiao commented: "This poem is easy to understand and easy to understand. It is a joy of family life between the lines. But the words are average, Lin's opinion can only be used as the best. I wonder if you have any other opinions?"

Looking around, everyone was talking, but they did not dare to object.

Then, Lin Xiao carried out the next song.

......

Since Shen Ning was unwilling to show off, he naturally couldn't be interested.

After hearing a few average-level poems, Shen Ning was bored. He was brainwashed by the poems of Tang and Song lyrics, and was already immune to ordinary poems.

Qiu Shi had just run out for a while, and after the comments on the birthday poems were over, he returned with a sweet smile on his face.

"Brother Shen, can you hear your favorite poems?" Qiu Shigang asked.

Shen Ning shook his head and said, "Young Master Qiu hasn't sent you poems?"

"I've given it, but the poem I made is 'Keep Peace', and it's not my turn yet." Qiu Shigang said.

At this time, Dr. Lin Xiao went downstairs and invited another old man, a famous scholar who was good at poetry. He commented on the second question, "Breaking the Enemy".

Many people have written poems, but few of them can attract the attention of this great scholar, and they are basically inferior, with only a few of them at mid-to-middle level.

Soon, the poem came to the third topic, "Reading".

There is a golden house in the book and a beautiful woman in the water. There are more poems on this subject. This time, a middle-aged gentleman is invited.

Shen Ning didn't know him either, but after Qiu Shigang said that he was also a talented person with famous emperors.

In fact, there is no first in literature. People have a vague definition of a person with a wealth of talent and knowledge. It seems that as long as he is recognized by most people, he is a great scholar.

To be more popular, it is like Meng Liangchen, who pretended to be a disciple of the Meng family at a young age, and became famous in one battle, and became a famous scholar in his grade.

If you want to get recognition from others, you have to be better than others. To put it more simply, that is, you have excellent lip service skills.

Whoever speaks well will be able to learn.

But the verbal verbal tricks and scolding people is completely different. Even if you want to scold people, you cannot fuck your mother directly. You have to change the classical Chinese method. For example, if your mother and I have a stronger relationship than gold, why is your father snatching love from a sword? Can you call me Uncle Wang?

Soon, the first three poems ended and came to "Kaiping Peace".

This time, Xun Qing on the upstairs was going downstairs.

Xiao Tiancheng on the stage also said: "Everyone, I am fortunate to invite Lord Xun Qing to the last comment on the title of the poem. Let us invite Lord Xun to come on stage and comment on it one by one. I believe everyone here knows the origin of this last "Kind of Peace". It also originated from Lord Xun's lecture at the Imperial College a few days ago!"
Chapter completed!