Jiang Anyi and others stepped onto the top of the mountain, and two scholars wearing white muslin shirts came forward and greeted him with caution. The shirts were unique to the Imperial College Supervisors.

Following the two of them, about acres of open space was opened up on the top of Fengshan Mountain, with strange pine and strange rocks all around. On the other hand was a huge creeping tiger stone, which was two feet wide and about six feet high. The stone was blue and white, and four large red characters were engraved on it - "You Fenglaiyi", which was majestic and elegant, and was signed by Chen Shinan, a master of calligraphy in the previous dynasty.

A spring emerged from the depression next to the stone, which did not dry up all year round. It flowed through the "Tianshu Inkstone" and was injected into the "Plum Blossom Pond" shaped like petals not far away. A maid was scooping water to wash the tea set, thinking it was to prepare for cooking tea and discussing the Tao. There were more than ten tables beside the plum blossom pond, with fruit and snacks placed on it for people to eat.

There were dozens of straw mats neatly laid on the ground, many of which had been occupied by people. Those who arrived first were either talking big, eating snacks, or watching the dancers' performances. Jiang Anyi was a little surprised. Didn't he say there were three tests? Why was it so relaxed and pleasant?

The guided shirt smiled and said, "I'll invite you to have a seat for a while and have some food to rest. It's still early. The third level will be until all the masters of the mountain come up before they start."

Jiang Anyi and the other two randomly found a place to eat and wait while eating. From time to time, someone came to chat. When Lin Yizhen and the others also reached the top of the mountain, the straw mat was already full, and the third level of tea tasting and discussion officially began.

There is a tower-shaped tower in the north, which is three floors high, about five feet high, called "Wangyuan Tower". The place where the story is discussed is on the blue brick floor in front of the building. The straw mats placed on the ground are divided into four areas, facing the south of the Imperial College, facing the east of the Zhangyi Academy, and facing the west of the Zechang Academy, each occupying one side. Due to the unhappiness when going up the mountain, Jiang Anyi did not sit in the seat of Zechang Academy, but sat in the scattered mat facing the north with Yu Qinghuan. Looking around, there were nearly a hundred seats sitting on the top of Fengshan.

The central government surrounded an empty space, and a stubborn scholar in a secret shirt walked to the center, smiled and bowed in all directions, and said, "I am Guo Yingfu, a doctor of the Imperial College. This time, the Imperial College sincerely invites talents from all over the world to gather on the top of Fengshan Mountain to taste tea and discuss the Tao. This is a pleasure and a good story. Less gossip, please drink tea first, and listen to Guo’s teachings on the way of tea."

The maids served tea like a shuttle. The tea is the best nectar tea. The soup is yellow and green, clear and bright, and the fragrance remains when you drink it. Jiang Anyi heard from the teacher that Guo Yingfu was agile, easy to talk about evidence, and he regarded himself as aloof, but he was disgusted with talking about the real thing.

"Tea has eight virtues, health, joy, sweetness, fragrance, harmony, clearness, respect, and beauty. Tea drinkers are healthy, Shennong in the past..."

Guo Yingfu was indeed good at talking and talked endlessly about the incense stick. If the people around him hadn't coughed repeatedly, this man would have been able to talk for an hour and change it to a tea ceremony class. Guo Yingfu laughed and said, "I have forgotten my body. Today's Yaju is the time when all the men show their skills."

Guo Yingfu pointed at the remote building with a handle in his hand and said, "There are noble people in the building. When the princes talks freely, you might as well let the noble people in the building hear it loudly. If you get help from the noble people, the chances of winning this imperial examination will increase greatly. Please encourage them." Everyone raised their heads and saw that there were shadows in the remote building, and there were guards in front of the building and the vermilion fences on each floor.

Although the imperial examinations of Zhengzhou are worthy of being famous, everyone knows that reputation before the examination is crucial. These days, famous ministers and ministers are crowded with scholars who come to ask for their opinions. Some people even spend a lot of money to make a name for themselves. Those ministers who are expected to become chief examiners are even more confused. Jiang Anyi also saw scholars who went to Yu's house to see them.

Guo Yingfu first sat facing the scattered mat and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it from the south."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people stood up, and the person in front spoke first: "I was born in Zhang Zhengdao in the late Qingzhou Jieyuan. I heard Mr. Guo say that tea has eight virtues, and I deeply agree..." The other people who stood up saw Guo Yingfu looking at Zhang Zhengdao, had to sit down in disappointment.

"The nature of tea is pure, and it means a gentleman who drinks it. Tea is used to cultivate integrity and virtue, and it is simple and clean. It is a gentleman who tastes tea with etiquette, cultivates one's nature, restrains one's own etiquette, and becomes benevolence through etiquette."

Guo Yingfu nodded and praised, "What Zhang Sheng said is consistent with the Master 'Man but not kind, how is it like etiquette'. It is very good to have tea virtues. Please sit and use tea."

Zhang Zhengdao sat down proudly, and countless people sighed in secret during the meal. He wanted to say these words, but he got them first, so he had to scrape his heart and think of other words. Guo Yingfu turned to the west and said, "Please ask the talent of Zhangyi Academy to talk about the virtue of tea again."

Compared to the scramble for the scattered ceremonies, Zhangyi Academy seemed much more orderly. The Lan Yiyi who stood up was the first person to speak at the foot of the mountain. He only heard him say: "I was born in the late Feng Jingxiu. Just now, Brother Zhang said that tea is as clean as a gentleman. I want to talk about the doctrine of tea..."

After Feng Jing finished reading, Guo Yingfu commented a few times and turned to the Imperial College. Lu Zhiwei, the Imperial College, talked about the "quietness of tea". When he turned to Zechang Academy, Lin Yizhen stood up and talked about the "harmony of tea". He repeated several times, and the eight virtues of tea were all told to everyone.

Jiang Anyi sat on the table and heard it tasted delicious at first, but later he felt drowsy. He didn't know much about tea. He wanted to buy Anlong tea because his friend Lin Yi really liked tea. After drinking it a few more times, he fell in love with the taste of tea. But if he had to tell him what was going on, it might be that the seven orifices were connected to the six orifices.

Seeing Yu Qinghuan's excited expression, Jiang Anyi felt speechless. The peasant children even had the problem of food and clothing. They had no time to study tea. Tea was an elegant object of the wealthy family. I paid attention to Zhang Zhicheng, Liu Yushan and others, but they did not agree with it like me. Jiang Anyi regretted it. This elegant gathering was clearly tailor-made for the children of the powerful. If I had known it, I would not have joined in the fun.

More than an hour passed quickly, Guo Yingfu stood up and smiled and said, "Today's elegant meeting has benefited a lot. We should end it with a poem and a preface. Those who are interested may as well come."

At this moment, a person hurriedly walked out of the building, came to Guo Yingfu's ear and whispered a few words before leaving. Guo Yingfu's expression was thrilled and announced loudly: "Everyone, the nobles in the building were very interested when they heard your talk. Let my husband pick out a few of them to come into the building to talk. This is a rare opportunity, and you cherish it."

Guo Yingfu thought for a while and said, "I just mentioned eight people who talked about tea, and added this poem to a preface, and gathered ten people into the building. What do you think?"

Everyone agreed in unison, and in order to show justice, Guo Yingfu ordered two people in each direction. Someone arranged tables and chairs, and the person who was preparing to write the poem and preface stood up. Fan Shiben smiled and said, "Since you are here, let's try it. I'm afraid no one can compete with An Yi in this poem, so I'd better write the preface."

Since Zhang Zhicheng read Jiang Anyi's old work, he admired him so much that he naturally wanted to write a preface. Jiang Anyi, with a bit of pride, decided not to take the ordinary path and chose a poem about the pagoda.

"Tea, fragrant leaves, tender buds, admire poets, love monks' families. Crush white jade, weave red gauze, fry yellow stamens, and turn the bowl into the flowers of the jing. After the night, I invite you to accompany the bright moon, and before the morning, I face the morning glow. Wash all the ancient and modern people, and how can I be praised when I am drunk?"

A quarter of an hour later, everyone finished writing, and a servant received the poem and prefaces in Guo Yingfu. This gathering was proposed by the Imperial College, so I naturally made a full article in advance. Some people in the Imperial College had already prepared this poem and waited for this time to take it out and fight for their faces. Guo Yingfu knew it very well and intended to put the prefaces of the poems he had made by his family at the end, so that he could tell at the first glance.

I recite poems first. When I come to the party, I am always a juren. The poems and songs will not be bad. But time is in a hurry and some words are not thoughtful. Fan Shiben chuckled and said, "It seems that Dr. Guo intends to make the Imperial College a big shot. When he reads An Yi's poem, you may be disappointed."

Sure enough, when Guo Yingfu began to recite "Tea. Fragrant leaves, tender buds...", the discussion gradually stopped. When he finished reading, "Washing all the people of ancient and modern times, how could he be praised after being drunk?", the sound of picking came up everywhere, Guo Yingfu sighed: "When this poem comes out, who will compete with you? Jiang Anyi, Dezhou, the poem won."

In the Zechang Academy seat, Lin Yizhen was very happy and could enter the Wangyuan Tower with his friends. Lin Yizhen was sincerely happy. Liu Yushan said intentionally or unintentionally, "It's a pity that An Yi was not in the House of my Academy. Otherwise, my Zechang Academy would have been the first to win the crowd at this gathering."

During this elegant gathering, the other person who could step into the far-far building of Zechang Academy was Chu Mingde. Fang Yuanchen's face turned pale and gritted his teeth and said nothing, which was greatly disappointed.

Guo Yingfu turned to read the preface. After several articles, he read "The eighth year of Fengle was in Guichou. In the middle of spring, he will be on the top of Fengshan Mountain in Yongchang. All the wise men have arrived and all the talents gathered. There are high mountains and steep mountains and pine and cypresses in the wind; there are clear streams and stones... The future of the future is also the present, and the present is sad! Therefore, the people who are about the present are recorded and recorded. Although the world is different, they are happy and the same is true. Those who read later will also be inspired by this kind of literary talent." (Forgive me for revising the Preface of the Lanting Collection to block the responsibility)

All of us are well-educated people, and when we read the wonderful part, we will naturally cheer. When we finished reading this article, we read the author's name "Zhang Zhicheng, Qianzhou", and the sound of the sound was roaring. Guo Yingfu felt lost. He originally planned to use this party to make his students famous. The carefully prepared poems and prefaces are not as good as those who have done immediately. It seems that this meeting will be difficult to pass the exam.

After reading the remaining articles, Guo Yingfu announced that Zhang Zhicheng would win. Fan Shiben congratulated: "Congratulations to An Yi and Brother Zhang, the four of them came together to climb the tower. Although Fan was not lucky, he was honored." Yu Qinghuan nodded repeatedly, with an envious expression.

The Wangyuan Tower is majestic, with layers of flying eaves raised, like a phoenix spreading its wings. Jiang Anyi and Zhang Zhicheng are standing side by side, following others and stepping into the Wangyuan Tower.

The building is wide and tall, facing a mural about stairs. A phoenix spreads its wings and a high altitude, with white clouds swaying under its feet. There are five chairs, each with golden crowns and silk clothes, wearing jade and hanging swords. There are also some people standing behind the five people. Yu Mingyang was standing on the right side. Next to him was a scholar with a white robe with a jade-faced body and playing with an ivory fan in his hand. Looking at Yu Mingyang's expression, he was a bit cursing.

Under the leadership of Guo Yingfu, everyone bowed and bowed together. The middle-aged man sitting in the middle smiled and said, "All talents will be pillars of the country in the future, so there is no need to be too polite. Please sit down."

Someone brought a stool and sat down from left to right, with Jiang Anyi and Zhang Zhichengjing accompanying the last seat.
Chapter completed!