first minister

Chapter 18

There is a two-story restaurant next to the square where the Wenhui meeting place is located. It is the Cuihua building that the bearded supervisor of the labor camp was thinking about.

It is the most high-end restaurant in the county, because of its unique location at the moment, it has naturally become the first choice for many people who cannot sit in the viewing platform, or do not want to sit in the viewing platform.

The second floor is facing the square, and there are people sitting in the four private rooms where you can watch the ceremony directly from a height.

In the room on the right, a graceful woman is standing by the window. Her appearance is first-class, but what is even better is the cold and fairy-like expression on her face, combined with her curvaceous and curvaceous figure, creating a strange sense of beauty. When people can't help but want to worship, they can't help but feel profane.

This time the concubine concubine concubine visited relatives, the dignitaries gathered in Jiang'an, the imperial court arranged many matters, and the people naturally had exchanges.

This is the leading brothel industry in Zhongjing City, the advance team who came to Sishui Prefecture to carry out technical poverty alleviation.

Even in Zhongjing, where beauties gather, Miss Ning Bing can be regarded as the one among the big and small oirans. She is orderly and prosperous all year round.

"Girl, what's so interesting about the Wenhui in this small county? It's already enough for you to be wronged by receiving those bumpkins these days."

The maid on the side had a distressed look on her face, emphasizing that she was thinking of the master.

Hua Kui Ning Bing's expression was still cold, and said indifferently: "Left and right are idle and have nothing to do, let's watch it for fun."

Beside their room, three well-dressed middle-aged men were sitting around a square table on three sides, and all of them cast their eyes on the literary venue.

In the next room, Old Master Yun and Su Shidao were sitting leisurely, drinking a small cup while looking at the venue.

In the other room on the far side, Feng Xiuyun stood by the window, and her eyes accurately found Xia Jingyun's figure in the crowd.

Can you still surprise me?

Xia Jingyun also watched curiously, to see how this Wenhui was going.

"Today, we have limited conditions, a large number of people, and we don't have to do the same thing of drinking water and ordering drinking. The first three levels are for elegant taste, and the last level is for poetry and prose to win! All applicants, please come forward and join in the grand event, congratulations for the country, congratulations for your majesty, and congratulations for your empress!"

To put it simply, each table corresponds to a level, and each level has a gatekeeper.

When the participants reach each level, the finalist will take out a tray with dozens of signs on it, pick one from it, and then answer according to the question.

Get the right answer to pass the level, and the wrong answer is eliminated.

Those who pass the level come to the fourth level, choose a topic and write a poem, and judge the pros and cons according to the level of poetry and prose, and the winner in the end will be the final literary chief.

When the host Daru's words fell, the field was quiet, and it seemed that no one wanted to be the leader.

Breaking the ice always requires a little trouble.

Fortunately, the organizers of the literary fair had already thought about it, and when a nurse came on stage, the atmosphere gradually became active, and the literary fair officially started.

After a group of students participated one after another, Zeng Jimin, who was the host, also stood up and appeared.

Zeng Jimin, who is known as the number one talented person in Jiang'an County, passed the first three levels without any hesitation. He was able to answer every question correctly in the shortest possible time, which attracted the applause of the surrounding crowd.

When he finally recited the last verse slowly with the title of "Inspirational", the house was full of applause.

"Scroll is as affectionate as an old friend, every morning and evening is sad and happy, and every blind date.

Three thousand words straight down in front of him, there was no dust on his chest.

The source of living water is full everywhere, and the east wind and the flowers are changing with the seasons.

Jinan Yule is looking for a guest, but I don't believe that there will be spring in my house. "
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"it is good!"

When the poem came out in a loud voice, and was quickly copied and sent into the room by the subordinates guarding downstairs, Su Shidao couldn't help but slapped the table and said hello.

"It's a good sentence that flowing water is everywhere, and the east wind and the willows are new all the time! The fun of reading is written vividly and vividly! I thought Jiang An Zeng Zize was just a hard-working person, but now it seems that he is honest and pure, and he can be regarded as a real scholar!"

Old Master Yun also nodded slightly, "This last sentence coincides with my mentor's lifelong admiration. To study as an official is to make the best of what you have learned, and to help the world and the people. You can't just be busy as that golden saddle jade lover looking for lovers."

Su Shidao picked up the wine glass, "Dangfu is a big white!"

Beside Hua Kui Ning Bing, the maid said in surprise: "Miss, this man is so amazing!"

Ning Bing's face was still ice-like, "It's just a middle-aged person."

She was quite dissatisfied with the phrase Xunfang guest, what happened to Xunfang?
If you want to find Fang, you are not qualified yet!
What a prudence!

It's not like she hasn't slept in the high-ranking official in the court, with a golden pheasant embroidered on her chest and a vegetable chicken tucked in her crotch.

Pretend to be serious, once you take off your clothes, it's rare to have a straight stem!
Pooh!
As for Feng Xiuyun, she is not outstanding in literature, so she doesn't care about anyone's performance, she only cares about Xia Jingyun's performance.

However, judging from the reactions of the people at the scene, this Zeng Jimin did have a bit of real talent and learning, and it would be difficult for Xia Jingyun to win the top prize.

But she didn't expect that Xia Jingyun's heart was very relaxed at the moment.

Zeng Jimin is indeed pretty good. What is rare is that he has a sincere heart and can be regarded as a pure scholar. But in terms of literary talent alone, he is still far behind the literary leader who wants to prevent him from winning this literary society.

When Zeng Jimin returned to his seat, under the leadership of Xu Dapeng and others, there was thunderous applause.

The local people who accounted for the majority of the crowd also applauded, and the scene reached a climax for the first time.

After Zeng Jimin came out, Xia Jingyun still didn't move, his eyes were fixed on Lin Feibai.

As long as this noble son from a schoolboy comes out, he can prepare.

When everyone thought that the overall situation was settled, it turned out to be a blockbuster.

Not long after, when everyone felt that Zeng Jimin's poems were too difficult to surpass, Lin Feibai really stood up.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and he slowly came to the first table and bowed to the old gentleman.

The old man stretched out his hand as before, and gestured towards the newly replaced tray.

Xia Jingyun's pupils shrank slightly. Although the old man's movements were the same as before, but this time his hands were lowered. Although not much lower, in the eyes of Xia Jingyun, a caring person who has done many secret operations before, this motion of gestures somewhat has the meaning of pointing.

And most importantly, Lin Feibai really took the piece indicated by his fingertips.

As expected, Lin Feibai passed through the next three levels in one go just like Zeng Jimin did before.

Moreover, in front of the math problems of the third level, there is no need for scratch paper at all. With his small hands behind his back, he is like a proud peacock, showing off his gorgeous and powerful mental arithmetic ability in front of everyone, but Xia Jingyun has already seen through his ugly ass.

Seeing that he didn't move the pen, he gave the correct answer lightly, and there was a burst of exclamation from all around.

Seeing Lin Feibai's slightly proud expression, Xu Dapeng was puzzled and resentful: "When did Lin Feibai become so powerful!"

Xia Jingyun smiled, "Brother Bo Yi, do you want to know how to sleep with the oiran without spending money?"

Immediately, Xu Dapeng couldn't care less about his anger, his complexion changed, and he said quickly: "Gao Yang, teach me!"

Xia Jingyun smiled and said, "The tuition fee is one tael."

Without hesitation, Xu Dapeng took out a small piece of broken silver and put it into Xia Jingyun's hand, boldly said: "You don't need to look for it!"

Xia Jingyun put the silver in his pocket and stretched out his hand to beckon, beckoning Xu Dapeng to come over, and whispered in his ear: "Let someone else treat you."

"Xia Gao."

Xia Jingyun hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, and apologized for the sudden gazes around him.

Xu Dapeng also came to his senses, he didn't dare to make trouble anymore, and glared angrily, Xia Jingyun whispered: "Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."

Xia Jingyun beckoned again, and Xu Dapeng came over honestly again, "Or let the oiran fall in love with you, and privately agree to sleep with you without money."

Realizing that he had been tricked, Xu Dapeng gasped heavily in his nostrils, and before he had an attack, Xia Jingyun said in a low voice: "Actually, I was trying to answer your doubt just now."

Xu Dapeng blinked, "What doubts?"

Xia Jingyun smiled playfully, "It's the question of when this Mr. Lin became so powerful."

Xu Dapeng frowned and thought about what the two had in common, and suddenly his face changed, "You mean they secretly communicated with each other?"

Xia Jingyun nodded, "It goes without saying!"

While the two of them were joking around with these few words, Lin Feibai over there had already charged up and was ready to present his masterpiece after a moment of pondering.

What he got was actually the topic of inspiration.

Under Xia Jingyun's suggestion, Xu Dapeng also understood that the other party came after Zeng Jimin!
Sure enough, Lin Feibai's next words confirmed Xu Dapeng's guess. He smiled and said: "Brother Zize's poem of loving books and encouraging learning was admirable earlier. My younger brother is not talented, so I also reconcile with a poem of encouraging learning. I hope brother Zize will learn from you."

After finishing speaking, he tapped on the folding fan and recited slowly.

"Young people are easy to learn and old people are hard to achieve, and an inch of time is not to be taken lightly.

Unaware of the dream of spring grass in the pond, and the sound of autumn leaves in front of the steps. "

As soon as the poem came out, there were a few sighs from Xia Jingyun's side, followed by cheers from inside and outside the venue.

From the point of view of relevance and literature, this poem is indeed better than Zeng Jimin's one just now.

Although these scholars are not very good at themselves, they still have a certain level of appreciation.

"Girl, this Mr. Lin is so powerful, he is also good-looking, and his literary talent is so good, he feels no worse than those young masters we met in Tianjing City! I never expected to meet such a character in Sishui Prefecture."

The maid stood aside, her eyes lit up with stars.

A trace of disdain flashed in Hua Kui's icy eyes, "Embroidery straw is a bag, nothing special."

"Girl, do you have any prejudice against others? Isn't this a real skill? How can you say that?"

Ning Bing glanced at the maid indifferently, "I slept before."

maid:.
"The second day I came to Jiang'an City, he came to sleep non-stop and I came."

maid:.
"Is this understanding deep enough?"

The maid was completely speechless.

Ning Bing pursed her lips again, "It doesn't seem too deep."

　Original poem: Yu Qian's "Guan Shu" in the Ming Dynasty

　　
　
(End of this chapter)