Chapter 098: The Book Has Its Own Golden House
This time the Lu Ming Banquet was held in Wangyue Tower.
I have to say that Lao Zhou is really good at doing business.
When Qin Guan and Qin Wei arrived at Wangyue Tower, many people had gathered here. All the juren went straight to the third floor, talking loudly, and being cheerful.
Qin Guan arrived, and after Chen Yichen saw it, he pulled him over to be at the same table with him. Now the two have become real friends.
After learning that Qin Guan passed the imperial examination, Chen Yichen expressed his feelings that if Qin Guan did not pass the imperial examination, the next Hangzhou No. 1 talented man would be Qin Guan.
When all the adults arrived, the seventy-two new juren visited the chief examiner and the same examiner together. The banquet began. Everyone at the table was drinking and talking freely. The identities were different. They naturally felt different. The communication was no longer as reserved as when they were scholars.
Of course, the banquet is necessary to recite poems and essays, which has become the most important thing for literati banquets, and sometimes it is more important than eating.
Xie Mingtang stood up and raised his glass and said, "Students naturally focus on reading. You will have to participate in the imperial examination in the future and cannot relax. In this first round, please take the title of "reading".
Everyone applauded and began to think about the poems.
Qin Guan said goodbye to the toilet, and when he came back, he was full of confidence. Chen Yichen and Qin Guan were at the same table. He had just had a curse in his heart. He looked up and saw Qin Guan, and then asked, "Brother Qin, do you have any good poems."
"I already have an idea, but I still need to be crafted." Qin Guan said.
Chen Yichen knew that Qin Guan was very good at poetry. He had originally been quite accomplished in poetry, but he did not know that Qin Guan had produced it, but every poem was very spiritual. He could not write it if he asked himself.
"By the way, Brother Qin, I heard a rumor about eBay related to you." Chen Yichen suddenly changed the subject.
"Rumor, what rumors?" Qin Guan was curious.
"Liu Su is sick."
Qin Guan wondered, it was good news that Liu Su was sick, but why did there be rumors about me when Liu Su was sick. Qin Guan smiled and said, "Why did Liu Su sick have to do with me?"
"Many people say that you were angry. That day, many people went to the Liu family to congratulate in advance for waiting for the provincial examination to be opened. Liu Su himself failed the exam. He heard that you were admitted to the juren. He was so angry that he went back to the backyard and beat a maid. When he returned to the house, he sprayed a mouthful of blood and fell ill immediately. He has not yet gotten up." Chen Yichen said.
"That's because he is narrow-minded. Why do you say that I am angry? Humph, I guess it's hard to get the next provincial examination." Qin Guan said.
"By the way, Brother Xingwen, why are you talking to me about this?" Qin Guan asked in confusion.
Chen Yichen smiled and said, "Disturbing your mind and making you unable to think of good poems. Maybe I can get a first name this time."
Chen Yichen has become friends with Qin Guan now, so Qin Guan naturally knows that he is joking. Qin Guan smiled and said, "Brother Chen, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, because I have already thought about it, and there are more than one."
Chen Yichen's face changed, he rose up and said loudly: "Sir, the students already have poetry."
When everyone saw that it was Jie Yuan, Chen Yichen, they naturally applauded. Chen Yichen had no choice but to say his poems in front of Qin Guan. He was afraid that when Qin Guan's poems came out, he would not even have the chance to say them.
Chen Yichen thought leisurely: "Youth is easy to grow old and hard to achieve success in learning, and a short time cannot be light. Before I could realize the dream of spring grass in the pond, the autumn sound of the sycamore leaves on the steps."
After reading Chen Yichen's seven-character verses, everyone applauded. The poem was clear and easy to understand, and the image was vivid and vivid, and it was considered a masterpiece.
Qin Guan smiled, but he was able to force the number one talent in Hangzhou to this point.
After Chen Yichen finished speaking, he bowed to the surroundings and sat down. Qin Guan was about to make some moves, but Chen Yichen suddenly grabbed him and said, "Brother Qin, I wish you a glass of wine."
Qin Guan drank and was about to stand up, Chen Yichen pulled him to discuss the poems of other students, but he just refused to let Qin Guan go.
"Brother Chen, what's the point?" Qin Guan was not stupid, so he naturally saw that Chen Yichen didn't want to let him go.
Chen Yichen whispered: "Don't worry, wait until you read a few more poems. Will you show your poetry talent be outstanding?"
Qin Guan was stunned, then smiled and said, "Do you also let people know that Brother Chen's poetry is also good?"
Chen Yichen said generously: "Does there always be a comparison?"
Hahahaha, Chen Yichen is definitely a wonderful person. Although he is studying, he is never pedantic. In fact, the elite system was implemented in ancient times. A truly pedantic scholar may pass the exam for scholars or even pass the Jinshi exam, but it is difficult to reach a high position. Being an official is an extremely test of emotional intelligence, and it is not enough to study well.
Qin Guan was not in a hurry. When the other students said it was almost done, the prefect Lin saw that Qin Guan had been eating vegetables and said, "Qin Guan, although you are the last place in this provincial examination, no one stipulates that you will be the last one to say. You have the name of a little poet, but what poems are there?"
After hearing the words of Prefect Lin, the students laughed out loud.
Qin Guan did not dare to neglect and stood up: "Students listened to other poems from the same year, which were excellent and absorbed a lot of inspiration, so the students wrote three poems in one breath."
Everyone was shocked. It turned out that it was not that there was no such thing as not, but that they were holding on to their ultimate moves.
Others were surprised that there were many reading poems in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and many good sentences. I wonder what tricks Qin Guan could do, Cui Shanfu called next to him: "Three, read it quickly, see what new ideas are in the reading poems of the little poets."
Qin Guan sang loudly: "The emperor values heroes, and his articles teach you. Everything is inferior, but he can only read high."
This is a five-character quatrain. The meaning of the word is simple but it is so deafening. "Everything is inferior, but only reading is high," can be said to be the strongest voice of this era.
Xie Mingtang couldn't help but say, "Everything is inferior, but only reading is high. With this sentence, this poem can be passed down through the ages."
Others also praised it. They are all scholars here, and they are vested interests among scholars. Naturally, they are more willing to be inferior. Only by studying high, can their interests be guaranteed.
Lynch liked this poem very much and urged him, "Hurry, what is the second poem."
Qin Guan has a systematic task, and today he is preparing to have a big blowout, but he is not shy and chants directly:
"A rich family doesn't have to buy good land, there are thousands of berries in the book.
There is no need to build a high hall to live in peace, and there is a golden house in the book.
Don’t regret that no one follows you when you go out, there are so many cars and horses in the books.
Don’t hate the lack of a good matchmaker when marrying a wife, and there is a beauty in the book.
If a man fulfills his life's ambition, he will read the Six Classics frequently to the window."
Chapter completed!