The spring rain is endless, in the wind, the subtle raindrops rippling with the wind, which has a unique hazy beauty.

In fact, such weather is the norm in Shu, especially in winter and spring, it is normal to rain for ten days in one breath and not see the sun for a month. The so-called Shu dog barking the sun is ugly, but it also shows how rare the sun was just past.

Standing in front of the pavilion and looking around, you can see the entire Chengdu Plain, and the city walls of Chengdu City are vaguely distinguishable.

Those farmhouses with loess as walls, the boats on the river, and the pavilions and towers of the Tang family houses in the distance, can be covered by rain, fresh like the newly painted ink-splashed landscapes.

I raised my head, but my face was not wet with raindrops, and there was only a cool and quiet feeling.

Looking at the raindrops again, they were like fog and mist, and they felt like they were falling into a dream.

"Flowering flowers are as light as dreams, and endless rain is as thin as sorrow." It is very appropriate to describe the situation in front of you, but the mood is different.

At this moment, Wu Jie didn't feel sad about spring and autumn. He just wanted to eat and drink here for a day. It would be best if he could not meet the Tang family.

It was already February 29, 39th year of Jiajing, the Ming Dynasty, and more than a month was left before the prefecture examination in early April. The news that Mr. Yang Zongzhi, the only son of the famous scholar Xiao Yang, returned to Chengdu from Yunnan and wanted to open a college in Xinjin and recruit disciples caused a sensation.

Not only the scholars from Xinjin County, but also scholars who were quite sure of their talents in Chengdu Prefecture also rushed over and prepared to participate in this unprecedented poetry meeting. I hope that with the poems I got from my own hand, Mr. Zong Zhi would be impressed and taken to the academy by him.

There were more than 300 people coming in total, both old and young. The older ones had gray hair, while the younger ones were only twelve or thirteen years old. The identities of these people were also different, including children, squire, and even a few scholars.

In addition to scholars, officials in Chengdu Prefecture, Huayang County, Xindu County and other places also sent people to participate in this unprecedented event.

Carriages and horses of various colors were discharged for two miles.

This shows the status of Mr. Xiao Yang in the minds of scholars in Shu.

This is Muma Mountain, the house of the Tang family, the most wealthy man in Xinjin County. Although it is named after the mountain, it is just a small, low hill that stretches for ten miles.

Muma Mountain used to be a pasture. After Ma Zheng was disbanded, this pasture was bought by the Tang family and built a huge manor.

It rained and the eyes were full of greenery.

At the foot of the mountain, the Jinjiang River, Minjiang River and Jiang'an River are winding and winding, and there is also a lake that is neither big nor small. Herrings fly back and sand gulls dance, and the scenery is so beautiful that it is fascinating.

It is only twenty miles away from Chengdu City. It takes half an hour to arrive by boat. The vast official road is at the foot of the mountain. The Tang family's financial resources can be seen in such a Feng Shui treasure land.

In later generations, this place was under the jurisdiction of Shuangliu County.

In fact, the predecessors of the Tang family relied on the chief minister Yang Ting and this big tree to start with water transportation, silk and tea, and the industry even extended to Beijing. Over the past few decades, they have steadily ranked at the forefront of Sichuan's rich list.

After the Yang family fell, the Tang family was affected by some and stopped many of their businesses. However, the lean camel was bigger than a horse, and the family had been eating more than a hundred stutters for nearly 30 years, but they were still prosperous and prosperous.

This time when Yang Zongzhi returned from Yunnan, the Tang family cut over the large house he studied. As Mr. Xiao Yang's academy, called "Mumashanfang", not only fully bears all the costs, but even the students in it have months to get it.

If you can enter this school, you can not only become a noble disciple of Mr. Zongzhi, but also gain a reputation in the scholarly circle, but you can also get money. This is very attractive to all poor scholars.

This poetry meeting is nominally an ordinary collection of literati, but in fact it is an examination room for selecting students.

Mr. Zong Zhi spoke out because he was old and lacked energy. In addition to the fourteen students who were originally studying in the Tang family, he only recruited fourteen students from other surnames.

To become his disciple, the only criterion is talent. Two barriers are required: a five-character or seven-character poem and a lyric.

The scholars who came were all excited and were ready to go.

This was the first time Wu Jie attended such a gathering of such a large scale in ancient times. The scenery was also very beautiful, and I forgot to enter the academy for a while.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the trees below the pavilion. Looking down, they saw two young scholars of sixteen or seventeen years old.

One of the two was surnamed Huang and the other was surnamed Jiang. They were both from Xinjin County. Wu Jie met at the last literary meeting.

That literary meeting was a tragic pain for Wu Jie. He was teased by scholars in the county and fell into the Minjiang River, almost burying himself in the fish's belly.

"Brother Jiang, I didn't choose the day for this literary club today. The weather is really bad." The scholar surnamed Huang said with a smile: "The road is muddy. When Brother Wu Lun came, he fell on the road and fell all over his body."

"Haha, Brother Wu Lun is the most important thing to behave." The scholar surnamed Jiang also found it funny: "This time it's a big ugly. If you meet Miss Tang later, you don't know what you will be embarrassed to look like."

Wu Lun, isn’t this my cousin? What’s the relationship with my fiancée Tang Mi? When they heard the two mention this name, Wu Jie felt aroused. Wu Lun is eighteen years old this year. His father and Wu Jie’s father were originally cousins ​​and were his only tribe members in Xinjin County.

Wu Lun's family was poor, and in the past he had been writing letters to Nanjing to ask Wu Jie's father for money. With Wu Jie's father's help and for Wu Jie's father's face, the local examiner even let him go. This kid is also a scholar. He passed the exam two years ago and is known as a talented man among the young scholars in Xinjin County.

After gaining fame and fortune, he can enjoy tax-free discounts. Many small merchants rely on their industries to Wu Lun. With their monthly share, Wu Lun also transformed himself into the middle class of Xinjin County.

The reason why Wu Lun is today is that Wu Jie's father is grateful to him.

When Mori took Wu Jie back to Sichuan, he wanted to go over and find Wu Lun.

Unfortunately, after Wen found out that Wu Jie was a fool and had no future, the boy immediately changed his face. Not only did he pretend not to know that he had such a cousin, he also teased Wu Jie many times at the literary meeting.

This is a villain, and it is a lie to say that he doesn't hate it. Now when Tianhuang and Jiang Ersheng mentioned this person's name, Wu Jie felt annoyed. He was about to leave, but unexpectedly, Jiang Shusheng's words vaguely revealed that Wu Lun and Miss Tang had a close relationship, which made Wu Jie stop involuntarily.

Huang Shusheng smiled and said, "Yes, our brother Wu Lun is really scheming and has always coveted Miss Tang Mi. Especially after learning that Wu Jie was a fool, he became more energetic and wanted to be the son-in-law of the Tang family. Think about it, Wu Lun is from a poor family. If he can marry Miss Tang, hehe..."

The scholar surnamed Jiang: "It's not just for money, but you think about it. Miss Tang Mi was born with a beautiful and beautiful woman. She is a gentleman. Even if I have been to see Miss Tang, I have never thought about food or food since I met Miss Tang. Alas, I've been possessed by evil spirits."

"It turns out that Brother Jiang has this idea," Huang Shusheng squeezed his eyes: "I said, Brother Jiang, if you really have this idea, now you have a good opportunity to have a love love. Have you heard that Mr. Zongzhi has just come to Xinjin to run a school, and Miss Tang is going to attend classes. Brother Jiang, if you can go to the academy to study, can you face Miss Tang day and night?"

Jiang Shusheng's eyes lit up, then he dimmed and shook his head: "This time Mr. Zongzhi only took fourteen students, and there were hundreds of scholars here today. I, Mr. Jiang, knew the best ink in my stomach, and it was impossible. Even if my ancestral tomb smoke came out of blue smoke, what could I do if I entered the school? In terms of literary talent or talent, I can't compare to Wu Lun." As he said that, he sighed heavily.

"Who said no!" Huang Shusheng continued to stimulate Shusheng Jiang to have fun: "Brother Jiang, you don't have any chance. Even if you enter the school, I'm afraid Miss Tang will not pay attention to you. Unlike Wu Lun, you can sing with Miss Tang's poems at any time. A beautiful woman loves talent. If you talk about poetry and talent, I can't compare to him.

By the way, in fact, the reason why Wu Lun made fun of Wu Jie that day was probably because he was jealous. That fool was also a fool who was foolish, and he was actually Miss Tang’s fiancé. Haha, I said, Brother Jiang, don’t be angry, as long as the engagement is not terminated for a day, Wu Lun will not be able to live a solid life for a day."

Jiang Shusheng: "It's strange that Wu Jie's fool actually won the first place in our county this year, which is really puzzling."

As the two of them spoke, they walked up to the pavilion and saw Wu Jie standing there.

When Shusheng Jiang saw that Wu Jie heard his conversation with Shusheng Huang, his body trembled.

Scholar Huang looked at Wu Jie and smiled at Scholar Jiang, "He is just a fool. He will hear it when he hears it. What are you afraid of? Let's go to the academy, the poetry meeting is about to begin."

Wu Jie was too lazy to get angry with these two villains when he was despised by these two villains.

He touched his nose and smiled softly: I didn't expect that my cousin would become my rival in love. It's so interesting. I don't know how beautiful Miss Tang Mi is, and I don't know if she can meet her at the poetry meeting.

Seeing that the time is almost the same, I can’t catch up with lunch if I delay it.

Wu Jie also walked inside.

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