Chen Xinggui said to Lin Yanchao half-jokingly: "Sir, please accept a prayer from your disciple."

Lin Yanchao opened his face and smiled, "Drag it down quickly and sober up."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Everyone here was talking big. Several guests on the table on the other side were also watching this scene.

Most of the people who come to Antai Building are literati and poets on weekdays, so most of them are scholars.

Seeing Lin Yanchao’s house, everyone couldn’t help but talk about who these scholars were. These 0 topics.

A scholar wearing a casual shirt said, "Oh, those are the children who have just won the test."

"No wonder this is the case, the boy is successful."

"The boy in the middle of the shirt is not a Tong Sheng, right?"

"No, but I heard that these children were taught by this person."

"What? Show can teach a child's birth. If this person is a juren, he can't teach a scholar. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!" A scholar in brocade clothes mocked him.

The scholar was not angry and stopped and said, "It's not impossible, did you come from another place?"

The man bowed and said, "That's right, I came to Fujian from Linchuan to study."

The scholar wearing a silly shirt immediately stood up and said in awe: "The talented man from Linchuan came out, Yan Shu, Zeng Gong, Wang Anshi, and Luo Hezhang are all great masters of the article!"

The man smiled and said, "It's okay, I heard that the seaside of Zou and Lu in Fujian is known as the seaside, and the culture is getting more and more prosperous. Therefore, I traveled thousands of miles to visit here, but after watching it for many days, few people could see it."

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, the scholar felt that this person must hold on and did not dare to offend him. He smiled and said, "Then brother, this young man in a silly shirt is considered to be a hero in Fujian."

"Oh, what do you mean?"

The scholar said: "This is a talented man from our Fujian middle school, named Lin Yanchao, and his courtesy name is Zonghai. He went to the county examination at the age of fourteen. He entered the school at the age of fourteen and entered the scholar. Do you think he is amazing?"

"A fourteen-year-old scholar is nothing. In our Linchuan, in Suhang, Shaoxing, there are many scholars who are eleven or twelve years old. To be honest, I am a fool in my fellow villagers who have only passed the imperial examination for twenty-one days."

When the scholar heard that the other party was actually a juren, he immediately said, "So he is a filial and honest person, he is disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Not worth mentioning!"

A Confucian scholar who was at the same table with the scholar was very angry and said a little disgusted: "This filial and honest master is unknown. The court has issued an edict. Jia, Lin Zonghai, is a virtuous and upright talent, will be announced in a few days."

Finally, the Linchuan scholar was slightly moved and said, "Virtual and upright? I heard that there is something wrong with the scholar who was only awarded to the knowledgeable scholars in the past and to such a young boy."

"I don't know this. I heard that this province is asking for learning and praising her for learning."

A man who looked like a clerk turned his head from the front desk and said, "Wrong, wrong."

The people smiled and said, "It turns out they are Guan Guanren, and they are about to ask for advice."

The official of Zhou picked up a large piece of fish and smiled and said, "My brothers are wrong. Lin Zonghai won a scholar last year and became a scholar. This year, the government tried to serve as a guardian for scholars from poor families, and did not charge a single penny. Only then did the supervisor appreciate him and ask the court to reward him as a virtuous and upright!"

"I see."

"It sounds a bit meaningful." The talented man in Linchuan said indifferently.

At the table, several old Confucian scholars also talked about it after hearing this.

"So it's this young man. I've read the Xiancao Collection. This article is excellent, both ancient and modern. It can be called first-class."

"Is the ancient text you said? I didn't care about it at first, but later I heard that this person was a virtuous and upright person. I couldn't help but be surprised, so I went to read his article and read this article."

"Mr. Chen, you are the master of ancient Chinese among us. Your comments must be fair. Let's listen carefully."

The old man smiled and said, "I dare not take it, but this article can be called simple and elegant, plain and strange, and every sentence of the article is profound. I heard that many local social schools in Fujian have begun to use this article to make confucians use it to encourage students to learn."

One person said: "Good, it's better to read such articles for Mengtong."

"Yes, it's not easy to make a statement at a young age."

Everyone's words and words of my opinion are all heard by Linchuan scholars.

He walked to Lin Yanchao's table and said, "I'm here to see the scholar of Linchuan. His surname is Tang, his name is Xianzu, and his character is still meaningful. I saw everyone chatting and laughing, so I wanted to come here to get to know him."

I heard the other party report to my home. Many of the people here know each other.

Several people stood up and asked in surprise: "Is this one Tang Linchuan? Hongquan Yicao is your masterpiece?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Only cabinet bosses, court officials, and articles can receive treatment. What kind of young man in his early twenties is this?

This Linchuan scholar actually took the blame: "Yes, it's Tang Linchuan."

Hearing the other party admitting, Huang Biyou said excitedly: "Senior Tang, I didn't expect to meet you here. I have admired you for a long time!"

Lin Yanchao was also shocked. He didn't expect to go out for a meal and met Tang Xianzu, which was too surprising.

Huang Biyou, who was afraid that Lin Yanchao would not know, immediately introduced: "This is Tang Linchuan, who wrote about Hongquan Yicao. This person was a scholar at the age of fourteen and a juren at the age of twenty-one. Now he is famous all over the world."

Why didn’t Lin Yanchao know Tang Xianzu? He just didn’t expect that his current reputation was already at this point.

He remembers that in history books, the chief minister Zhang Juzheng asked his sons to have acquaintances in high school, and all three sons had acquaintances with famous scholars such as Tang Xianzu, creating public opinion for his sons and the first generation.

Even Zhang Juzheng wanted to make friends with his son, which means that Tang Xianzu had already become famous all over the world before he passed the Jinshi.

Chen Xinggui felt that Tang Xianzu was so arrogant that he was pretending to be in front of him, and he said to Lin Yanchao unhappily: "This person dares to call himself Tang Linchuan, I wonder how much he has?"

Tang Xianzu'erjian heard this and smiled and said, "No, no, no, just eight dou."

This tone is not humble at all. To use the example of Xie Lingyun's words praising Cao Zijian back then, he is very talented.

Lin Yanchao thought to himself, remember that Tang Xianzu was so talented in history, and failed the exam several times. Zhang Juzheng's three sons were all won, but he didn't win either. He didn't stand up until Zhang Juzheng died. Could it be that he was so arrogant? But Lin Yanchao thought again, but he didn't look like this person when he read the Peony Pavilion he wrote.

Everyone pushed Tang Xianzu's first seat, and he sat down without hesitation, picked up the chopsticks and ate it, and did not drink it with others.

Everyone just thought it was a celebrity and didn't care at all.

Tang Xianzu ate half of it and said to Lin Yanchao: "This is Yanchao! I just heard about your talent and learning, and you are a rare scholar in Fujian. I just heard that you have an article that is good at learning. Can you let me see it?"

Lin Yanchao frowned. This person called him his name, which really made him unhappy.

Everyone was delighted that a talented man like Tang Xianzu was willing to make friends with Lin Yanchao. Obviously, Yanchao's talent had been recognized by him.

Lin Yanchao said lightly: "I have never put the simple articles beside me, which makes Senior Tang laugh."

Zhang Haoyuan, where did Kenlin Yanchao miss such an opportunity? He said immediately: "I love this article for learning. How about memorizing it for Senior Tang?"

Huang Biyou also flattered Lin Yanshui and said, "Yes, Senior Tang is an ordinary person in charge of Wen Zhengzhi. Today, he must be evaluated."

Tang Xianzu nodded slightly and said, "It's very good."

At this moment, Zhang Haoyuan thought: "Is there any difficulty in the world? If it is done, it will be easier to be difficult..."

He memorized all the articles of Lin Yanchao. Several people present had never read Lin Yanchao's articles and nodded.

"What do you think Senior Tang?" Huang Biyou asked. If Tang Xianzu could praise Lin Yanchao's articles one or two, then Lin Yanchao's name would soon become more well-known.

Tang Xianzu said: "It's quite impressive, but the literary meaning is mediocre, but there is no outstanding feature."

After hearing Tang Xianzu's words, several people were unhappy. Some people thought it would be good to get Tang Xianzu's comments.

Tang Xianzu suddenly said, "I stayed in the autumn river and got a poem to share with you."

Everyone said, "I wish to listen carefully."

But I heard Tang Xianzu chant: "After the silence of autumn, the fishing fires are sparse, and I can see the waning moon reflecting the forest. The waves are shining, and the birds are still scared, and the dew is cold and the fireflies are wet and wet."

After reading Tang Xianzu, everyone reminisces about the poem. This poem sounds like a shock to read the night mooring of Maple Bridge.

There were a few people who were unfair, but at this moment they were also shocked by Tang Xianzu's talent and dared not say anything. Everyone respected talented people.

Seeing Tang Xianzu showing a proud look, Lin Yanchao frowned and asked, "Senior Tang, the test is imminent. If you don't go to the capital to have a friendship, why did you come to Fujian?"

Tang Xianzu smiled and said, "Huiyuan, the top scholar is like taking something for someone, and fame is like a floating cloud to me. Now he is traveling around the world, but it is caused by casualness."

Everyone admired it, thinking that this is the style of a famous scholar, and he regards fame as dirt. A young man here said with a look of admiration: "It would be great if I had the heart of Senior Tang."

Lin Yanchao smiled and said immediately: "Senior Tang, I have a doubt that I have been puzzled. Can I ask Brother Tang Yi Er?"

Tang Xianzu took another sip of wine, his face turned red and said, "Okay, ask."

Lin Yanchao said: "Senior Tang, when he was reading the Analects of Confucius, he occasionally saw Dan Tai Mieming. How dare you ask Senior, is this one person or two?"

Everyone heard this and thought that Lin Yanchao was called the problem.

Tang Xianzu said immediately: "Dan Tai Mieming, of course there are two people."

Lin Yanchao asked again: "Is this Yao and Shun the same person, two people?"

Tang Xianzu thought for a while and said, "Of course I am alone."

Lin Yanchao nodded and said, "Thank you for your advice from Senior Tang." The people present immediately changed their faces. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!