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Han Mozhuang stared at Xue Poye for a while, finally sighed, reached out and patted Xue Poye's shoulder, and then walked back to his seat.

Tan Ziqing smiled and was quite happy.

It seems that my own vision is still good, this kid Xue Poye not only wins the first place in literary talent, but also can solve the conflict with Han Mozhuang according to the situation, he is really a talent to be made.

Liu Tuo's handsome face was distorted. Although he was well-mannered to cover it up, he couldn't hide the gloomy aura no matter what.

The others also whispered to each other, asking each other to see whether Xue Poye was from the officialdom or the literary world. After all, most people knew that Mr. Xue was the hero who saved Wang Shizhen's wife and child just today. They were even more amazed, and a small part of them knew more in detail. During the discussion, they learned that although Xue Poye was the shopkeeper of a small restaurant, when the Mou inspection made trouble, there was Suzhou cavalry to help him, and the business was booming, and the management was effective. Fang, what was even more astonishing was that the shopkeeper of such a small restaurant was able to participate in such a prestigious banquet. Obviously, he was not an ordinary person.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" The second young master smiled and cupped his fists and said, "Congratulations to shopkeeper Xue. Since shopkeeper Xue won the first prize, this Ye Zhan Buddha should be presented!" Gao shouted: "Come here...!"

Suddenly heard a soft voice laughing: "Wait a minute."

Everyone turned their eyes away when they heard the voice, but saw Liu Tuo standing up slowly, looking like a gentleman, and said with a smile: "Everyone, shopkeeper Xue has presented you with two excellent works, but I still have more to say." Turning their eyes to Xue Po Ye smiled lightly, and said loudly: "Master Xue, since you have a brilliant literary talent, you must have a lot of masterpieces in your chest. It just so happens that your friends are here today, why don't you compose a couple of poems as you please, and let us learn."

Liu Tuo is also very confident in his literary talents. He studied under Xiao Moting and participated in poetry meetings every now and then in Kyoto. He thought that his personal literary talents were top-notch, and he was very eager to see Ye Zhan Buddha. Unexpectedly, Xue Poye came out of the sky, and abruptly snatched away all the treasures and limelight. Naturally, he was not reconciled, and he also had some doubts in his heart. Knowing that Han Mozhuang was Xue Poye's teacher, how much did he feel? He was very suspicious, thinking that there was some kind of trick in it, let Xue Poye take advantage of the cheap and famous, so when he got up, although he said he wanted to learn poetry politely, he actually wanted to give Xue Poye a difficult problem.

As soon as he finished speaking, He Ruhui who was beside him immediately echoed: "Not bad, not bad, Xue... shopkeeper Xue, why don't you make two more and let everyone taste one."

There were echoes all around.

Xue Poye sneered in his heart: "Good Liu Tuo, do you think I can't compose poetry?"

Knowing that this is Liu Tuo's public examination of whether he has real talents, he didn't panic. It's not just two, it's not a problem to ask for ten or twenty.

Liu Tuo asked himself to compose poems in public, and it was nothing more than to let everyone in the audience distinguish together. Half of the scholars in the audience gathered together, and the poems he saw and heard can only be seen in the best works of ancient and modern times. Someone will hear the flaw.

He naturally broke his head and never thought that Xue Poye's poems came from a dynasty that had been replaced by the Great Chu, a period of annihilated history. Even if everyone here knew about the millennium, they would not know the poems of the Great Song Dynasty.

Xue Poye immediately smiled, stood in the field, glanced around, and saw that everyone had different expressions, some were jealous, some were admiring, some were doubtful, some were doubtful, and they all cast their gazes on him eagerly.

"Since everyone wants to hear it, Xue doesn't dare to belittle himself." Xue Poye smiled faintly, and said leisurely: "Just now Xue wrote an article "Recalling Chrysanthemums". Two chrysanthemum poems."

"Okay, okay!" There was commotion all around.

"Wanting to hear about the love of autumn, people don't know, murmured and knocked on the east fence. The lonely sign is proud of the world and who hides together, and the same flower blooms late? How lonely is the frost in the garden, and the sickness of the returnee is lovesick? Don't say that there is nothing to talk about in the world. Why don't you explain it in a few phrases." Xue Poye stood in the breeze and chanted loudly.

There was a moment of silence at first, and finally, Han Mozhuang shouted: "Okay, okay!" The second master Xun Mo beside him immediately said with emotion: "A masterpiece, a wonderful masterpiece."

The words of the three masters are equivalent to authoritative approval, and there is applause from all around. No matter whether they understand it or not, no one dares to lag behind. Since everyone agrees, if they don’t applaud, it will appear that they don’t understand poetry.

Xue Poye raised his hands high and said loudly: "This is "Questioning Chrysanthemums", and listen to "Painting Chrysanthemums" again!" Thousands of dots of ink, accumulated flowers dyed with a few traces of frost. Light and thick, the spirit will see the shadow before the wind, and the fragrance from the bottom of Qiusheng's wrist. Don't recognize Dongli's leisurely picking, and stick to the screen to chat to comfort the Double Ninth Festival."

His two consecutive poems are both famous lines in "A Dream of Red Mansions". The first "Ask the Chrysanthemum" is a masterpiece by Jia Baoyu, son of Yihong, and the second is a good line by Mr. Hengwu. They are both written by a generation of genius Cao Gong. is unusual.

In just a short time, Xue Poye wrote two excellent works, and both of them were based on chrysanthemums. In the three "Recalling Chrysanthemums", "Ask Chrysanthemums" and "Painting Chrysanthemums", they didn't mention a single chrysanthemum. Dazed, these poems in the Great Chu Dynasty, even those who have learned a lot for ten years may not be able to write them, but the shopkeeper of a restaurant punched two hands in a flash, and everyone was stunned for a while. Seeing the expressions of other people, I naturally knew that this was a beautiful quatrain, so I also expressed emotion and applauded.

"Chrysanthemums are poems, three poems and three meanings. It is not in vain for an old man to hear such a good sentence." Han Mozhuang burst into tears and sighed: "Chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum, Poye, you are worthy of being a good young man who made chrysanthemums famous. .”

"That's right, Young Master Chrysanthemum!"

"Young Master Chrysanthemum, Young Master Chrysanthemum!" Seeing the lively atmosphere, the Second Young Master raised his arms and shouted, and the middle official Hongru also got into the atmosphere, raising his arms and shouting: "Master Chrysanthemum, Young Master Chrysanthemum!"

Xue Poye was ashamed for a while, the old guy said this, and the people he brought gave him the title of a chrysanthemum boy. In Xue Poye's time, the word "chrysanthemum" was not a good word. Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Xue Poye He waved his hands to pay tribute, but he was also a little happy in his heart. In this way, his reputation would rise.

Liu Tuo's handsome face became more and more distorted. He wanted to play a trick on Xue Poye, but Xue Poye took advantage of it to make a name for himself.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the second young master handed Ye Zhanfo to Xue Poye, and Xue Poye accepted Ye Zhanfo, just like receiving a trophy for a big exam, he was still a little excited.

Tan Ziqing was leaning on the chair, relaxed and content, smiling all over his face. Xue Poye's fame was really what he was looking forward to. Of course, this was just the starting point. He needed Xue Poye to have a bigger name and greater profits.

I suddenly heard a rough voice from the crowd shouting: "No, no, big mistake!"

His voice was loud, and everyone was immediately attracted by it. A big bearded man in a black robe was dissatisfied, and he was complaining endlessly: "Didn't you say you want to be fair? I don't think it's fair at all, no fair."

The second young master glanced at the man, and said with a smile: "Hu Dutong, what's wrong?"

The bearded and bearded man shook his head and said: "Second young master, since we treat everyone equally, you should take care of us old men. I admire scholars, but I, Lao Hu, have never studied, and I can't read a basket. I don’t know if it’s a word. You asked people to guess the riddle first. It’s a brain test. I have nothing to say, but now that I think about it, something is wrong. Do you also want to write poetry? That’s something that literati do. ​​I, Hu, can’t do it, and I think many brothers can’t do it either. Thinking about it this way, that test is nothing more than a cover. The second pass is like a blind man, isn't that fair?"

Although he considers himself illiterate, his speech is clear, logical, and reasonable, no wonder he was able to sit on the position of governor.

The official system of the Great Chu, one state camp, the general manager is naturally an inspection, with the assistance of the general judge, and there are three commanders under him, who handle military affairs. They are the commanders of the former army, the commanders of the middle army and the commanders of the rear army. for inspection.

In the Great Chu Dynasty, the patrol inspections were of the sixth rank, and all of them were of the sixth rank.

This is a local official system. If the imperial court uses troops and allocates officers and soldiers from various battalions, there will naturally be an imperial court system.

Most of the Dutong are of military origin, some of them passed the military examination and were admitted to the ranks, and some marched and made military achievements and promoted.

Xue Poye saw that Hu Dutong was speaking loudly regardless of the presence of Tan Ziqing and Liu Tuo, and he seemed to be an upright person.

I am afraid that this remark has long been held in the hearts of some people. At this time, Hu Du said it uniformly, and many people immediately shouted: "Yes, it's not fair, it's not fair. It's a question for literati. Do you want to bully me?" We rough people?"

Naturally, those who echoed and yelled were a group of military officers.

All the Confucian scholars smiled contemptuously. In their hearts, these warriors were extremely vulgar, how could they compare with gentlemen like us, and that kind of contempt was also revealed on the outside.

The second young master was also very calm, and laughed loudly: "Everyone, don't worry, everyone, don't worry!" Pointing to the exquisite brocade box on the nanmu gold silk table, he said loudly: "Isn't there another treasure? I said , tonight will be fair and just to every guest, regardless of civil or military, whoever wants to get the treasure, just need to show their real skills."

As soon as he finished speaking, the noise suddenly died down, and everyone's eyes turned to the brocade box on the table.