Qin Guan took a breath and chanted in a loud voice:

"The southeastern shape is beautiful, the three Wu cities, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoked willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are hundreds of thousands of homes. Clouds and trees surround the embankment and sand, raging waves roll up frost and snow, the sky is endless. The cities are lined with pearls, and the houses are full of flowers.

Competing for luxury."

"The lakes are stacked with beautiful flowers. There are three autumn osmanthus seeds and ten miles of lotus flowers. The Qiang pipes clear the sky, and the water chestnut songs fill the night. They play and fish for the old lotus babies. Thousands of horsemen and high-toothed horses ride drunkenly listening to the chanting of flutes and drums to enjoy the haze. Pictures of the future.

It’s a wonderful scene, let’s go back to Fengchi to praise it.”

This poem opens and closes widely, and the writing style is undulating, showing the prosperity and magnificent scene of Hangzhou in a rich and colorful way.

After Qin Guan finished reading a poem, countless people immediately cheered.

Almost all the people here are scholars, so they can naturally hear the quality of this poem. This poem is definitely another classic that has been handed down from generation to generation. More importantly, it is written about Hangzhou, and they are all from Hangzhou, or

As officials in Hangzhou, Qin Guan wrote about Hangzhou so well that they were naturally honored.

Lin Qidao: "This poem will definitely become the first poem describing Hangzhou in the future."

Cui Shanfu said: "The words are good words, and the whole house is full of fragrance when you listen to them. It's just that if you read them out and they are not interesting enough, you should write them down. I will order someone to prepare pen and ink."

Lin Qi laughed and scolded again: "Cui Xuezheng, you don't want to take the original manuscript of this poem as your own, do you?"

The others immediately started shouting, and if they wanted to write, each of them would write one.

Naturally, Qin Guan couldn't write. The lively cocktail party was finally over and Qin Guan was about to return home. At this time, shopkeeper Zhou from Wangyue Tower came over and bowed deeply to Qin Guan.

Qin Guandao: "Why is Shopkeeper Zhou doing this?"

"Qin Zhuangyuan, Zhou hopes that you can leave the poem "Wanghai Tower" that you just sang." Boss Zhou said sincerely.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, you really go to great lengths to promote your Wangyue Tower." Qin Guan said with a smile.

"The ancestral foundation, Zhou naturally hopes to carry forward in my hands. Now Qin Zhuangyuan has given me hope. No matter what Qin Zhuangyuan asks, Zhou will try his best to agree."

Everyone has a goal they strive for.

Qin Guan thought for a while and said, "You can come to my house tomorrow to get it. As for the cost of polishing the pen, it's up to you."

They bid farewell to Shen Yichen at Wangyue Tower. They had already agreed to prepare for ten days and a half at home before setting off on the road to Xiongzhou to take up their post.

Finally stepped into the Qin Mansion.

Qin looked at the steps where he fell down, and he felt as if it was just yesterday. Why did he get confused and hit his head on his head? Now that he thought about it, his decision was really stupid.

It was really painful at first.

Entering the main hall, Qin Guan saw Old Mrs. Qin and Mrs. Qin both there. What surprised Qin Guan was that Luo Yiren was also there, wearing an embroidered red silk shirt, standing behind Mrs. Qin very festively.

Xiang Qin Guan's eyes were filled with longing and joy.

Qin Guan stepped forward, wearing a red official robe, and knelt in front of the old lady and Mrs. Qin. The old lady nodded with a smile, but Mrs. Qin had tears in her eyes.

"Guan'er, get up quickly. It's hard to kneel down while wearing an official robe."

Mrs. Qin quickly came over and helped her son with her own hands.

She had doted on her little son since he was a child and was not willing to let him suffer a little bit. Many times Qin Guan did something about leaving the court, and Mrs. Qin was reluctant to even scold him.

The son who was often in trouble and was called a dandy by everyone in Hangzhou was still fresh in her mind, but she never imagined that in the blink of an eye, his son had won the first prize in the exam and became a fifth-rank official in the imperial court.

My father has been an official for more than ten years, and he has only managed to reach the fifth rank. His son is really amazing. He won the first prize in the examination and was directly promoted to the fifth rank.

Mrs. Qin touched the red official robe on her son and showed a deep smile: "My son's official robe is really beautiful and it fits him very well."

The old lady also smiled and said: "I am satisfied to see with my own eyes that Guan'er passed the Jinshi examination and was ranked number one. When the time comes, I will go down to see your grandfather and I will be able to explain to him."

Qin Guan and Qin Wei came to the Qin family ancestral hall and worshiped the ancestors of the Qin family. They returned to the main hall and sat down with the family. Mrs. Qin and the old lady asked how Qin Guan passed the imperial examination. He won the top prize with his "eight-character policy theory"

The incident is now known to the whole world, and everyone is curious about what those eight words mean.

Qin Guan explained to them how the imperial examination was conducted. As for the content of the strategy, he just talked about it. Then he told them about the scene of the imperial court praising officials. Qin Guan said that he was almost overwhelmed by the embroidered handkerchiefs and purses of countless women.

, the old lady and the old lady both laughed.

Then they talked about the Qionglin Banquet, and Qin Guan's poem once again shocked those great scholars.

This chat lasted until the evening.

After dinner, Qin Guan was a little tired. Mrs. Qin asked him to rest and came to her yard. As soon as he entered the yard, Qin Guan saw the Luoyi people busy in the room.

Luo Yiren was kneeling on the big bed, with his buttocks facing the outside, and was covering the bed with a new brocade quilt. The maids Yunxiang and Huo'er were helping below.

Hearing the movement at the door, Luo Yiren turned his head and saw that it was Qin Guan who had returned. He quickly got out of bed with a look of joy on his face, "My lord, I have prepared bath water for you. You can rest after bathing."

"Well, you come and wait for me to take a bath."

When Luoyi heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment.

But he still nodded obediently.

In the bathroom

After a while, he struggled to get up, picked up a towel and wiped Qin Guan's body, serving him very carefully.

Qin Guan hugged her, kissed her a few times, put on his robe, messed up his hair, picked up Luo Yiren, and walked to the bedroom.

A few pieces of clothing were thrown out, and the gauze curtain of the big bed was lowered.

"How did you get here? And it seems that my mother likes you very much. Tell me how you did it."

Luo Yiren was still panting slightly, lying on Qin Guan's strong arm, and told Qin Guan all his experiences during this period.

After hearing this, Qin Guan smiled and said: "I didn't expect that my lover has such abilities. It seems that I can safely leave the affairs of my family to you in the future."

"I'm very happy to be able to coax my mother and old lady into a good relationship."

"Well, we should give some rewards."

Qin Guan asked Luo Yiren who was lying next to him, "What reward do you want."
Chapter completed!