Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 115 Staying to the Eighth Cup

Chuyao Pavilion is the smallest of the four pavilions and eight workshops in Wuling County.

Simply entering the six courtyards twice, you can't see the red dust at all from the outside.

But the girls here are all nobles, and the ones in charge are the female officials of Fangsi.

Most of them here belong to the daughters of unregistered government officials dispatched from various places. They don't have certain contacts and relationships, so they can't easily enter this Chuyao Pavilion.

Of course, the biggest celebrity here is Su Mingyan.

The front of Chu Yao Pavilion is full of chariots and horses, each occupying half of the street with the Wuling scholars who came to compete.

People came to the gate of Chuyao Pavilion and learned that not everyone can enter to compete.Just like Chu Yao Pavilion usually only invites regular guests, without a certain reputation, the clerks of the government office will stop people from the door, and they will never let people make a fool of themselves in front of the Xilu people.

When Zhang Zhe came to the gate of Chuyao Pavilion, he immediately saw the support of the four big bosses of Fuya Taizun, Tongzhi, Tongju and even Xueju. The boss is bad, and there is a brocade chariot embroidered with ostriches.

These things in front of him, like a basin of cold water poured down, made Zhang Zhe calm down instantly.

He subconsciously wanted to go back, just by looking at this posture, he knew that the money from the Xilu people in the Chuyao Pavilion must not be easy to get, and there might be some kind of turmoil brewing.The wind is tight, hurry up!

It happened that there were a lot of people here, Huo Bingcheng and Shi Xiu's group were all squeezed out.

Zhang Zhe retreated more than ten steps calmly, and when he was rejoicing, he found that he was caught by two rude men.

He only knew which enemy came to the door, and was about to call out, but saw a young servant with a sneer in front of him.

"Master said, you guys will definitely retreat, you told me to wait for you, come along!"

Zhang Zhe smiled wryly, this young man was exactly the one he had pissed off on the light smoke boat, the young man next to the prefect Yan Yunyan!

After being led into the Chu Yao Pavilion through the side door, Zhang Zhe felt a strong bad breath.

In the lobby of Chuyao Pavilion, officials from the two countries sat on both sides.

Four or five officials from Taishou Yan and Tongzhi Sun sat on the left, and on the opposite side were seven or eight civil servants from the Xilu Kingdom.The most eye-catching thing was that there was a screen placed on the throne of Xilu Kingdom, and three or four palace maids stood beside the screen.

In the middle of the lobby is a row of long tables filled with tacky silver. In the middle are eight poems. There are many wine cups on the table, some are full and some are empty.

Tang Yan, the former number one talent in Wuling, was resting his eyes on the table while drunkenly thinking. Zhang Zhe also saw the figure of Gu Lingchuan, but this person had already collapsed under the table, obviously drunk.

How is this going?

Before entering the lobby, Zhang Zhe couldn't help sweating slightly on his back. This scene was too weird.

Prefect Yan's servant only brought him to the front of the hall without notifying him, as if he didn't care much about his final decision to enter or not.

Just after hesitating for a while in the shadows in front of the hall, I heard someone asking in a low voice behind me.

"But the Prince of Letters is here?"

Looking back, it turned out to be so white, it was Master Su.

Su Mingyan also saw his face clearly, but didn't urge him to go in, but only whispered a few words, explaining the situation in the arena clearly.

Behind the screen on the seat of the Lord Xilu is actually the youngest sister of the current Lord Xilu, Princess Yunshang, who was just in her twenties and was ordered to serve in Beijing.Instead of going to Xijiang County, it was the princess' idea to take the water route to Wuling County to enter Beijing, and to put on a poetry competition.

The envoys of the Xilu Kingdom presented the eight best poems of the Xilu Kingdom over the past ten years, namely Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, and Eight Orchid, Bamboo, Chrysanthemum and Plum.If his poems are judged to be inferior to Xilu's, he will drink a cup of Xilu Guogong wine, which is extremely strong!

After listening to Su Mingyan's point, Zhang Zhe's heart was suspended.

Princess Yunshang is only 20 years old, but Dazheng's current sage was enthroned at 27 years old, and Zhang Hua is now 41 years old!
Emperor Dazheng was already 68 years old, but he called Lord Xilu to send his youngest sister to Dazheng's court to be his concubine.

Coupled with the matter of Zou Tianyang, the resentment of Xilu Kingdom may have reached the sky.

This princess on the cloud is a bit savage on the road, and the officials of the two countries will not care too much about it.

"Believe me, don't worry too much. Poetry review is the responsibility of the Confucians on both sides. Princess Yunshang doesn't speak, but the maid around her is very sarcastic." Su Mingyan finished pointing out Zhang Zhe and walked into the lobby. At this moment, Zhang Zhe saw clearly that Su Mingyan was wearing a serious palace uniform. It turned out that Master Su still had the title of the imperial court!
Zhang Zhe murmured in his heart, saying that the Lord of Southern Wu killed the whole family of the Su family unjustly, but the truth may not be the case.Then the Su family may have colluded with Da Zheng early on, otherwise, with Da Zheng's rules and ceremonies, Su Mingyan, who just lives in Wuling, would not be able to get this set of costumes for the lord.

Zhang Zhe really didn't want to walk into this lobby, it was a circle of right and wrong.

But the guards on both sides guarding the door kept staring at him, and he couldn't bear those gazes, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in.

The money of Princess Xilu is easy to earn, but the money of the youngest concubine in the future may be extremely hot.

Zhang Zhe was ready to drink eight cups of Xilugong wine in a row, and get ready to have a ball with Tang Yan.

Anyway, there will be scholars from Nanyang, Suijun and other places who can go forward and follow up, so it's worth giving up the limelight to others.

When Zhang Zhe entered the lobby, someone naturally reported it.

He was about to salute both parties, but was interrupted directly by an old Xilu official.

"This is Wuling County No. 1 mentioned by the princes of Wuling? A certain view is that he is only double nine years old, not to mention poetic talent, but the alcohol capacity is probably weak. The alcohol in our country is extremely strong and hurts young people. His body is not good."

Not mentioning poetic talent, only talking about drinking capacity, obviously not thinking that Zhang Zhe can make works that surpass Xilu Guoba's poems, the slight ridicule is extremely hurtful.A group of Wuling talented scholars who were a little unsteady after being poured down stared angrily, but dared not speak out for a moment.

Zhang Zhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he had originally planned to drink.

But it looks like it needs to be installed first.

Zhang Zhe came to the case and glanced at the first spring poem. It was indeed catchy and the artistic conception was good.As far as the Dazheng poems he had read before, they were indeed inferior to it.

Zhang Zhe deliberately frowned and thought for a while, then sighed, grabbed a wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Some young people in the mission of the Xilu Kingdom chuckled, while the talented scholars of Wuling County who looked at Zhang Zhe all widened their eyes, only Tang Yan had a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

A palace maid standing by the screen sneered: "This young man is a drunkard. He refused to say a single word and just surrendered, which is much more straightforward than the previous few who were overconfident."

Another servant girl covered her mouth and smiled: "Could it be that I found someone with a good drinker's capacity to earn our good wine?"

Da Zheng's face was not good-looking, Zhang Zhe secretly looked at the face of Yan Taishou.

Prefect Yan's expression was calm, as if he didn't care at all.

Zhang Zhe was a little relieved, he licked his lips.

This wine is also close to [-] degrees, one and a half of one glass, he should be able to last until the eighth glass.

(End of this chapter)